Guangdu's strength is not enough, he can't see Wu Yue's embarrassment, he attacks two moves in a row, and he can't even break the sword qi that people swield, what kind of parity is this......

What a broken eye!

If it weren't for the wave turning over the clouds and the heart of love for talent, there was only battle intent and no killing intent in the sword moves, and he had been defending, it was estimated that Wu Yue would have been defeated at this time.

After two moves, Wu Yue reflexively fell back to the ground, and let out a long breath of turbid air in his mouth.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood the gap between himself and the waves.

It's not in strength, it's in sword intent!

It's inexplicable, but it's real.

Especially when fighting at close range, Wu Yue obviously felt the difference, obviously the true qi used by the other party was not very strong, but it was able to perfectly block his own attacks, and one force could exert ten or even twenty parts of the power.

"So...... What about my sword intent? And where? ”

Wu Yue was confused, standing in the courtyard without moving, hanging his head, and staring at the Lingzi lightsaber in his hand with a pair of eyes.

The night breeze blew on his robe, as if it was blowing directly into his heart, and his already confused thoughts were even more chaotic.

Lang Chuyun stood in place, and the Covered Rain Sword returned to its scabbard behind it, with a gentle smile on his face, and he had no intention of striking again.

I secretly praised in my heart, the kid in front of me has a high level of understanding, which is really only seen in my life. Just learned two tricks from himself, and immediately had an epiphany, this scene completely overturned his previous comment that it was difficult to achieve.

Time passed minute by minute, and after half an hour, Wu Yue suddenly raised his head, stared at the quiet night sky, and muttered in his mouth, "It turns out that waves are not a disease, but a realm!" ”

Since I vow to become a man who flies in good times, bad times, and desperate times, then my sword intent is to move forward and live to death!

Coming back to his senses again, Wu Yue's pupils were restrained, and there was no more confusion.

"Master, he seems to have become different."

I don't know when, Han Bai walked out of the broken temple, stood by the door, and looked at Wu Yue in the courtyard with a probe, only to feel that it was obviously him, but his temperament was very different from an hour ago, especially the gaze he cast, like two sharp swords, wanting to pierce his body, strange and inexplicable.

"yes, it's getting better!"

Guangdu sighed so in his mouth, faintly worried in his heart, he had experienced the pain of being abandoned by his beloved wife and losing all his internal strength, and the wind in front of him was fierce, and he was no longer the kind-hearted Baidao young man he knew.

I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse for martial arts......

In the field, a blue light appeared in Wu Yue's palm again, only to see him clenching the hilt of the sword, holding it flat, the tip of the sword pointed at the opposite wave of clouds, a pair of deep eyes became brighter and brighter, but did not look at the opponent, but stared at the tip of the sword tightly.

On the other side, Lang Chuyun was affected by the qi machine, and he also stared at the strange lightsaber, and after a glance, his expression suddenly became a little crying and laughing.

Wu Yue's aura was restrained, calm as a rock, as if nothing could shake his will.

Well, that's pretty good, and it seems that he really has some understanding.

What really made the waves tremble was that he read a sentence from the strange lightsaber...... It could also be two sentences.

Come on! Lao Tzu is going to slap you to death head-on!

If I can't kill you, I'll die!

"This is your sword intent?" Lang Chuyun asked with a wry smile.

It's really a proud young man who doesn't know how to cherish himself!

Wu Yue's face was solemn, and he said word by word, "Give up defense, give up your life, give up everything that doesn't matter, just for a sword!" This is my kendo! ”

"Do you know how dangerous your path is?"

I don't take my life seriously......

At this moment, Lang Chuyun regretted it in his heart, why did he agree to learn from this kid just now? It's better now, and directly force the other party to walk out of a road that no one in the world has driven away.

"I'm not afraid of death, what are you afraid of?" Wu Yue's voice was as indifferent as ever.

If someone else says this, it is a deep attack of the second disease, and it is basically hopeless, but Wu Yue is different, he is a soul piercing, and he is not afraid of death at all.

After Wu Yue realized the heavy sword swordsmanship in the Xiaoao world, he truly found his own kendo in the rain world!

From now on, please call me Wumen Blowing Snow......

Brother is not blowing snow, but blood! It's awesome! It's feelings! Is it lonely......

"Hey......"

Lang Chuyun sighed, and his right hand was stretched behind his back, his five fingers bent, and he clenched the hilt of his sword.

At this moment, no amount of words is useless, and it is self-evident what will happen to a swordsman who deviates from his own kendo.

Since Wu Yue has chosen this most difficult path, he can only respect and bless him.

The north wind suddenly stopped, and the courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

The atmosphere was dreary to the point of almost suffocation.

This time, not only Han Bai, but even Guangdu was shocked by the soaring thoughts on the two of them, and they retreated again and again, until they retreated into the center of the broken temple, and only then did they settle down a little.

Sou!

As if they had made an appointment in advance, the two people in the confrontation rose up at the same time and flew towards each other. One bright and one dark, the two rays of light spanned a space of more than ten meters, and finally converged in the center of the courtyard and collided!

In the face of Wu Yue's strongest blow of giving up everything, it was as strong as a wave and a cloud, and he didn't dare to stand still anymore, and the rain-covered sword in his hand turned into a little starlight, reflecting the stars above the nine heavens.

There is an astonishing murder in the beauty.

However, it was in this cage-like sword qi that a bright blue light flickered and flickered, like a tsunami, like thunder.

One will be interpreted from simple to complex to the extreme, and the other will give up all kinds of changes, leaving only the only trace of blood in his heart.

From Han Bai's point of view, the figure of Wu Yue and the waves outside the door had long been gone, and what filled the pupils was the violent sword qi and light and shadow like a dragon's groan.

Beside him, Guangdu's cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and his pure white long beard moved with the wind, trying to see every move and style of the two of them clearly.

The battle of the black list master is definitely unavoidable.

However, no matter how Guangdu concentrated his skills in his eyes, he still couldn't see the sword of the waves and clouds, and similarly, he couldn't understand Wu Yue's moves.

Burst, burst, burst......

Hundreds of sword qi were sprinkled in midair, hitting tree trunks, dirt, and the brick walls of the ruined temple, leaving terrifying holes one after another.

The stars in the sky are becoming more and more prosperous, and the small cyclones that are already as many as cow's hair are like fireworks exploding like fireworks, filling the entire heaven and earth.

The eternal blue light is also rising in the wind, blooming with a more brilliant brilliance.

Wow!

The impact lasted thousands of times, and it was like a moment of separation.

When they concentrated on it again, the two people who had disappeared in the sword aura reappeared in the courtyard.

Wu Yue appeared in the place where Lang Chuanyun was originally located, and Lang Chuanyun stood in his original position, both of them standing straight in place, tall as pine.

What made Guangdu depressed was that he couldn't even tell whether the two were simply staggered, or whether they had experienced countless fights and transpositions.

"Still losing......"

Wu Yue lowered his head slightly, looking at his right arm hanging by his side, his eyes bitter.

The burning pain in the meridians stretched from the fingers to the shoulders, and the whole arm seemed to be torn by something, from the muscles to the meridians to the bones, it was a tidal wave of sharp pain.

I didn't hesitate, but I still lost!

Unwilling......

(End of chapter)