The words were over, and the ship was full of horror.

Who would have imagined that Wang Zebin could split three missiles with only three swords with a long sword in his hand.

Looking at the neat incision of the six-lobed missile wreckage on the cabin, even the helicopter gunship had the intention of retreating.

One after another met a monster.

However, some people believe that Xue Pu's Qimen technique is the power of a demon.

And Wang Zebin's achievement of such a sword realm is indeed caused by the concentration of manpower.

It is said that Lao Wang is a dedicated man and an extremely dedicated man.

Wang Zebin and Xue Pu have known each other for a long time, and during a casual conversation, they started a dispute over whether prostitution should be legalized.

Xue Pu thinks that people will give me money, which is very reasonable, and Guan Zhong has also increased the national tax revenue because of this.

Wang Zebin's family thinks no.

As a result, they were all stubborn people, and Wang Zebin was about to settle with Xue Pu in a fit of anger.

Xue Pu was shocked.

So the competition was set, Wang Zebin asked Xue Pu to set the time and place, and let Xue Pu choose any weapon, Wang Zebin was full of confidence and said that he could cut it.

As a result, Xue Pu knew that he was invincible, but he smiled slightly and chose a wild waterfall somewhere in the northeast.

said that he used the waterfall as a blade to duel with Wang Zebin.

Looking at the waterfall, rushing catharsis, like flying down from the nine heavens.

As the saying goes, the knife is drawn to cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful.

Wang Zebin said lonely: "! Word.

Since then, he and Wang Wenyu have been living under the waterfall, thinking day and night, thinking hard about the sword realm that can cut off the flow of water.

He also practiced his swordsmanship under the waterfall.

Xue Pu came to see him and proudly brought him: Saint Seiya, the bridge section of Lushan Shenglongba.

Finally, on a winter-covered day when the snow covered the fields and the mountains and forests were white, the waterfall froze.

And Wang Zebin, who practiced swords under the waterfall day and night, finally broke out with his sword energy, and made an appointment with Xue Pu, only one sword split the frozen waterfall.

Who knew that Xue Pu didn't admit it, but said that what you split today is a moving waterfall, not a flowing waterfall, if you can split a flowing waterfall, then you are powerful.

But who can split a flowing waterfall?

Then Wang Zebin relied on such swordsmanship to sweep Dongying, and after returning to China, he single-handedly picked Shaolin.

It wasn't until he failed to fight Wudang Mountain that he returned to the waterfall to continue his hard training, and finally came to his senses.

Although Dongying's swordsmanship is strong, he pays attention to killing the enemy with one hit, but he is not broken.

At the same time, Chinese swordsmanship is stronger, and at the same time, it emphasizes that the sword goes off the edge and attacks its flaws.

The modern sword is the most learned, and the times have changed.

Although these three are strong, they only admit science and ignore the existence of Qi, which can be invincible and pervasive in this world.

Qi is such a thing, which cannot be seen or touched, nor can it be pondered, but it is abundant between heaven and earth.

If you use it properly, you can move mountains, pour the sea, subdue demons, suppress demons, resist swords, and soar.

So Wang Zebin was in the waterfall day and night, feeling the existence of Qi.

Day after day, the stars flow.

Finally he caught a cold.

But although he caught a cold, his feelings and attachment to Qi were more profound.

It is a force that lies between heaven and earth, nature, and the body.

The stars are bright and the waterfall is rushing.

Suddenly, Wang Zebin's eyes opened, and he pulled out his long sword, and the sword qi was full.

Brush!

An extremely strong sword qi crossed the waterfall, and for a while, the flowing water was blocked by the sword qi, and it turned into a countercurrent.

The mountains and rivers saw the turbulence of the wind, and the wild birds flew in fright.

Wang Zebin finally comprehended the art of raising a sword with Qi and using Qi to resist the sword.

He called this sword art "Breaking Water", which means cutting the sword of flowing water.

The sword of "broken water" has an attack but no defense, and there is death but no life.

For several months in a row, Wang Zebin carried a sword around looking for Xue Pu to compete, but Xue Pu avoided fighting without fighting.

Wang Zebin was allergic to alcohol, so Xue Pu asked him to drink.

Wang Zebin can't write poetry, but Xue Pu prefers him to compose lyrics.

In short, Wang Zebin doesn't know anything, Xue Pu just looks for him to compare anything, so he doesn't compete with him.

And Xue Pu has also cultivated into a realm of human and sword integration.

Let's say that the two of them fought on the deck of the Fuwei, the mercenaries of the Eight Banners Group, and their helicopter gunships.

At that time, the sea will be dark and the sea will be raging.

The helicopter gunship took this opportunity to fire missiles in bursts, but all of them were cut off by Wang Zebin's sword, and he couldn't help but use his machine gun to strafe them.

Seeing the two fighting hard, the little fox knew that he couldn't help, so he secretly ran into the wheelhouse with his wounds and changed the course.

The direction of the big rudder turned sharply and headed for the sand sculpture island again.

Under the machine-gun fire, Wang Zebin had no room to draw his sword.

Xue Pu cast a dragon and a tiger escape, stirring up the sea water to temporarily neutralize the helicopter's attack.

The rain and the sea were already wetting the boat.

"Lao Wang! I'll give you a boost, you deal with the enemies on the ship, and then you deal with the helicopters! ”

Wang Zebin stood according to the sword, made a gesture of drawing the sword, and nodded.

More than 70 people were unexpectedly subdued by his momentum alone, and suddenly Wang Zebin used the "broken water" swordsmanship, the sword is like flowing water, killing people is like the wind, there is attack but not defense, there is death but no life.

The sound of water ripples surging, ticking, ticking, came from the battle array.

Wang Zebin flashed and moved, and his steps were elegant.

The shadow of the sword is swirling, and the gods are haunted.

More than 70 mercenaries fell one after another, their bodies neatly sliced open, and soon there were corpses everywhere.

The only enemy on the ship is Aisin Jueluo Chutao.

Fu Tao has killed countless people for the Eight Banners Group, and the lives of injured women and children are not few, and as a blade master, it is really unexpected to be in a desperate situation by Wang Zebin today.

Suddenly, the two of them clashed with swords in hand, fighting for their lives, and they fought more than 20 moves between them in a moment, and their blood was agitated for a while, and they would die if they made a slight mistake.

The two of them finished together, and they slapped each other, their breath was undecided, looking at Wang Zebin, whose face was sinking like water, and his heart was cold: "Your Excellency's swordsmanship is like a god, can you know your name?" ”

Under the addition of the word Kan, the night rain is pouring.

The big ship rises and falls with the rough waves.

Wang Zebin said coldly: "I don't talk to dead people. ”

"What? What does it mean to work! Aixin Jueluo said.

"It's moving." Wang Zebin said coldly.

"What do you mean!?" Furious.

"Your heart is moving."

"That's right." Wandering.

"He shouldn't have moved." Wang Zebin's tone was chilling, he shook his head and moved his lower joints.

"But he's already moved."

Master duel, life and death in a moment, a slight wave in the heart, is already a dead man.

Wang Zebin replied: "He won't move anymore, you are a dead man now." ”

As soon as it was over, a bolt of lightning suddenly hung down from the sky, illuminating the dark night.

The last picture of Aixin Jueluo before his death was the moment when Wang Zebin swung his sword in the rain and cut off his head.

With only one sword, the invincible swordsman Aixin Jueluo Yutao died.

And in the moment before he died, he also realized the true meaning of kendo.

Wang Zebin coldly withdrew the long sword from its scabbard.

and Xue Pu nodded to each other.

Eyes were set on the three helicopter gunships that were constantly attacking in the sky.