Chapter 115: Demon Sword, Budu Imperial Soul
But those martial arts were like pediatrics in Jiang Fei's eyes, and he could do them casually. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test
The competition reached the final white-hot stage, and only two martial arts masters were left plus the palace treasure.
The two martial arts masters are called Yang Guozhi and Zhang Shenfeng respectively. Yang Guozhi is a martial arts master in Tianhai City, using a long sword, and he is proficient in the Thunder Sword Technique. When the sword is released, it is as fast as thunder, and its swordsmanship is pure and masculine.
As for what Zhang Shenfeng is good at, he is holding a gentian silver gun in his hand. can stab out a thousand powers, and under its tremendous strength, all the tricks seem so weak.
The host said on stage: "The next is our highlight of the day. Yang Guozhi of the Thunder Sword Sect, Zhang Shenfeng, Qianjun Silver Spear, and the local treasures of the Yamato Sword Saint Palace will be on the field at the same time to fight. In the end, who will win the championship, please wait and see. “
As soon as the words fell, Yang Guozhi and Zhang Shenfeng jumped onto the stage one after another, occupying the two corners of the northeast respectively, with fierce fire flashing between their eyes, and they could see that they were holding their breath between each other.
If you really talk about it, these two people can be regarded as enemies and confidants in the martial arts, the two of them had an entanglement in the early years, and they once fought a ring match, but in the end it ended in a draw.
Since then, they have always had to fight every time they meet, and anyway, they haven't been able to tell the winner for so many years.
There was a lot of discussion in the audience.
"I have long heard that Yang Guozhi and Zhang Shenfeng have had entanglements before, but I didn't expect the two to be so angry when they met in the past so many years."
"Not really! They were thinking about how to defeat each other, but in the end they only had a draw, who could be convinced? “
"This palace is too unmanned. The competition has already begun, and he is still drinking tea and rinsing his mouth in the audience. “
"This little witch, it's really bad."
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Yang Guozhi and Zhang Shenfeng heard the discussion of the audience, and they all turned their heads to look at Gong Tuzang, they were both grandmasters with each other, but Gong Tuzang was so faceless, which made them feel annoyed for a while.
There is a saying in the Yanhuang Ancient Martial Arts Circle, the grandmaster must not be humiliated. Shame will lead to death. Therefore, after so many years, Yang Guozhi and Zhang Shenfeng have never been so insulted.
Today is the first time.
Yang Guozhi said in a deep voice: "The palace is hidden, is this how you treat your opponents?" There is no battlefield etiquette that should be there? “
Zhang Shenfeng said at the same time: "Hmph! It's just a Shangnin, and you're just a grandmaster in our Yanhuang realm, but you're so arrogant, do you really think that no one in our Yanhuang can cure you? “
Miyatozo smiled cruelly and spit the mouthwash in his mouth on the ground, without giving face to the two grandmasters on the stage.
"What you said is good, Yanhuang really no one can cure me."
This made everyone in the audience extremely angry. This old man is too arrogant, and there is really no one in our Huaxia.
In the next second, the palace treasurer rose into the air and jumped into the ring, and a sword drawn out of his waist was facing Yang Guozhi and Zhang Shenfeng.
"Yan Huang's so-called martial arts master is nothing more than scum. Worthy to be rampant in front of me? Die obediently. “
As a martial arts master, Yang Guozhi could not bear this kind of humiliation, so he said to Zhang Shenfeng: "The personal grudge between the two of us will be put aside first, and after this little widow is brought down, the two of us will continue to compete." “
Zhang Shenfeng said: "This is very good! There is this little guy in the ring, which affects my performance. “
Due to the insulting words hidden in the palace, the two quickly came to an agreement.
Miyaya Honzo laughed and said, "Scumbags, why don't you come and die under my knife soon." “
"Then I will fulfill you."
Yang Guozhi took the lead and directly used the thunder sword technique he was best at, and in an instant, the long sword in his hand turned into a blue thunderbolt, mixed with the momentum of the wind and clouds, and a sword rushed towards the palace and stabbed him in the chest.
Miyatozo smiled disdainfully, the black long knife in his hand emitted a burst of black mist, and the blade flashed with purple light, which looked extremely weird, and what was terrifying was that the black long knife actually emitted a strange laugh, and that laughter was like the wild laughter of the demon of hell.
"Demons should have the appearance of demons, the demons sleeping in the sword awaken, Budu Imperial Soul!"
With the wild laughter of the palace treasurer, a hideous purple demon actually appeared in front of his whole person, and the demon swallowed the long sword in Yang Guozhi's hand with his mouth wide open.
Yang Guozhi felt very bad when he saw this, and his body retreated again and again, but it was too late, and the purple demon's pupils flickered and bit Yang Guozhi tightly.
Yang Guozhi's body suddenly flipped over, his right hand was at the height of his shoulder, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand slashed together on the sword.
"Pure Yang Thunder, Punish the evil and disperse!"
The sword in his right hand suddenly flashed with blue thunder, turning into an arm-thick thunder snake that slammed straight into the purple demon phantom.
Bang!
The two moves collided and a terrifying storm broke out instantly, and Yang Guozhi was shocked and retreated. So much so that he stepped on a deep ravine on the ground, and when he was about to reach the edge of the ring, Yang Guozhi quickly made a move and stuck his sword in the ring. He suddenly pulled forward, and then stabilized his figure.
He inhaled a lot of cool air in his mouth, and looked at the black sword in Miyachi's hand with a face full of disbelief.
"How is that possible? The knife in your hand is actually the Budu Imperial Soul among the Ten Demon Swords of the Wa Kingdom? “
The soul of Budu is a legendary sword of the Wa Kingdom, which was once owned by the god of thunder and Emperor Jimmu.
According to the records in the Kojiki. The Fudu Imperial Soul is also known as Sato Fudu God or Furyu Sword, and the Meiji era Omiya Tsukasu Masatomo excavated the forbidden land Ishikami Jingu and confirmed the existence of this legendary spirit sword.
This knife has a strong evil nature, and if the user's strength is insufficient, it will lose its humanity under the drive of this knife and turn into a demon who loves to kill.
Zhang Shenfeng was also stunned when he heard this, the Budu Imperial Soul was the legendary divine sword of the Wa Kingdom, and the original strength of the palace was extremely terrifying, and at this moment, wouldn't it be like a tiger with the Budu Imperial Soul.
At this moment. Yang Guozhi and Zhang Shenfeng's faces both had a hint of solemnity, and they clearly knew in their hearts that only by joining forces could they defeat the palace treasure.
Zhang Shenfeng roared: "What if you have the Budu Imperial Soul? The two of us joined forces. You're just going to fail. Anyway, now the two of us join forces to fight this Japanese guy together. Take out our strongest strength and let him know that our Yanhuang people are not easy to bully. “
"Fuck it!"
Yang Guozhi wiped the blood from his mouth with his thumb, stood up with the long sword in his hand, a trace of resoluteness flashed in his eyes, and he held the long sword in his hand tightly with both hands and rushed towards the palace treasure.
All of a sudden, the thunder and lightning flickered and rattled!
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