Chapter 185: Undefeated, No Defeat

The strong wind hit, but the ninth yellow heart was quiet and terrifying at this time.

After the first hand, Gong Yiba took his own sword style. After destroying Yue', he knew that this was a bitter battle.

Martial arts competitions, especially the most important foundation of the kendo lineage, are based on the fact that some people are not weak in cultivation, and they can be regarded as kendo heroes, but they have to fight for a long time before they can kill the opponent in a desperate death.

Kendo is the ultimate way, the sword is divided into life and death, if it is a protracted battle, there are only two reasons, either your foundation is too poor, or the opponent is too strong!

And it was just the first collision, and he understood that the future 'Sword Tyrant' in front of him was definitely the first person he had seen in his life!

If he is said to be an unprecedented four-base consummation of the sword, then this one's foundation is unshakably solid!

That is the absolute foundation that can only be possessed after thousands of tempers, thousands of suppressions, and tempering.

It is completely different from the path he took, but it was the same path.

is because he doesn't dare to have the slightest contempt, even if he finds a flaw in his opponent, he retains a little room for turnaround.

Seeing that the tip of his sword was captured, the body of the male loser shot like a cannonball, and the terrifying wind made his keen skin feel as if it had been directly hit by an iron hammer.

Knowing the ferocity of this move, the Ninth Yellow Heart God suddenly entered the realm of Gujing Wubo.

It was as if in the attack of the mountains, all the muscles of the male losing tyrant and even the rotation of the sword intent were noticed by him in every detail, and one after another thin lines in the heavens and earth were broken by this blow, but at the moment when the thin lines were broken!

The Ninth Yellow has also moved!

There is no sword in his hand, but he himself is a sword that is not inferior to any famous sword in heaven and earth, a peerless edge!

Faced with a blow that almost pierced the air, and just the strong wind gave him endless pressure, the ninth yellow chose the most basic sword from the kendo... Chop!

There is a sword, how about encountering a mountain?

Open!

If you have a sword, how about water?

Break it!

The sword is out, nothing is broken, nothing can be stopped, this is the sword intent... Destroy Yue!!

The sword intent in his eyes burst into the void, wrapping the ninth yellow body, and in a hazy way, a long sword that could not see the specific image, but gave people a sharp edge, suddenly appeared in the heaven and earth.

Sword for sword!

The ninth yellow's sword intent to destroy Yue, the sword intent of Wuyue, which is extremely domineering against Shanggong!

Suddenly the wind and clouds changed color!

The two of them have not even reached the realm of swordsmen, but the young people of the swordsman realm have directly triggered the vision of heaven and earth under the fight of one move, and Lang Langqing has a dull thunder during the day, and the endless pressure comes, shocking everyone who is watching the battle is speechless.

"Is this still a battle of the swordsmen? It is impossible for an ordinary kendo master to cause such a celestial phenomenon, right? ”

Although the first public loss is not a kendo road, its own cultivation is also good, and it is by no means inferior to ordinary kendo masters, not to mention that after using the unique domineering mechanism of the public loser, it is not a blind blow to be able to fight against the Vertical and Horizontal Ghost Valley Sword Venerable who suppressed the Whale Devouring Domain.

Rao is like this, in the face of such amazing and brilliant two kendo demons, he still felt a sense of powerlessness in the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves.

Since his family knows his own affairs, his life's achievements can only stop here, looking at the two young people who have fought to the day, he can't help but sigh that in this big era, only such a proud person as them has the opportunity to bloom with dazzling brilliance.

'But... You can't be defeated!! ’

At this time, he already regretted a little, he shouldn't have brought his nephew here, he originally wanted to suppress the arrogance of Zongyitang, and by the way, make a name for his nephew, after all, many people in Daqin were already extremely dissatisfied with the fact that the public loser had such a Sword Saint disciple.

If you can make a name for yourself, the pressure on the loser will be much less, and if there is such a sacred figure in kendo with the domineering skills of the loser, even the top Great Qin forces will be afraid of it.

It is also very beneficial for the public loser, if it is not for the public loser to have this qualification, he will not use so many resources to invest.

But now he has a different view of losing the first place, even if his nephew has no resources to invest, as long as he meets a famous teacher, he will definitely shine, and now such attention may cause some people to be jealous.

For example, just now he found some people in the Hundred Alliance, as well as a few people behind him, their breathing was a little heavier, and there was a murderous aura in their eyes.

The Heavenly Proud Demon is not enough to attract much attention, but the talent is so great that the demon whose sword intent can almost be turned into a peerless famous soldier is enough for people to take action to wipe it out...

The terrible collision directly covered the muffled thunder in the sky, and it was obviously a battle of flesh and blood, but there was a sound of exchange that could only be heard by the collision of a hundred forging divine soldiers.

It was as crisp and pleasant as a clear spring, and the fiery battle intent implied in it made many people present turn their blood and energy.

And as the sound of the collision of fine iron became louder and louder, those who were slightly weaker in cultivation had begun to have tinnitus.

The two phantoms, who could barely see the specific details, continued to fight each other, and the terrifying sword qi scattered in all directions, destroying the ring of Zongyi Hall to pieces.

The two sky-high sword intents condensed and formed, colliding in the void, constantly going back and forth, constantly slashing.

Finally a thunderous explosion came!

"Boom !!"

It was as if a big hole had been opened in the sky, the void was slashed, and a black-gray thunderbolt exploded in midair.

The two condensed sword intents were also shattered suddenly!

With the fierce wind, countless gravel collapsed, and the two scarred figures were finally revealed on the sporadic and intact cornerstone of the ring.

At this time, the entire huge ring had almost disappeared, and only a few sparse places where less than one person stood existed.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The two soft sounds, the calm young man, all spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, staining the void in front of him, but the two of them didn't care.

Even though the aura has been damaged by more than half, the sword intent in his eyes is not weaker than half a point, and the battle intent on his body has risen again.

'Such an opponent! ’

'Such a character! ’

...

Just when the two had a feeling of sympathy for each other, but they couldn't help but want to cut each other off.

A loud voice rang out.

"Enough! No more fighting! ”

Hearing such a voice, the people at the gate of the Zongyi Hall, who had been watching and even more and more people were alarmed, couldn't help but gasp when they looked back!

'Why is this one alarmed today?' ’

The face is clear, the crane hair is ancient, but there is a spirit that is difficult for ordinary people to look at directly flashing in his eyes, and he is dressed in green clothes and holding a long sword, walking slowly.

It is the head of the Indulgence Academy, the second person in the Hundred Schools Alliance in the Whale Devouring Domain, second only to the Sword Venerable of the Ghost Valley...

The half-step sacredness of the sword is sacred, and the sword is broken!