The sky fell, but this shocking death was far less shocking than the news of the hundred-step flying sword.

The crowd was in an uproar, the people of Dongying were sad, and the young people came to the stage with anger, but they did not dare to attack, but only collected the body of Miyamoto Sword Saint, and then carried it down.

They are leaving, and the master is almost dead and wounded, and it can also be imagined that this time when he returns to Dongying, Miyamoto's vein may be permanently deprived of the title of Sword Saint.

His plan failed, and he died from being too confident in himself, but no one would have expected that a hundred-step flying sword would really appear in this world.

This is an invincible martial art, at least in the same realm, it cannot be defeated.

When they left, someone paid attention to them, it was Sun Changning, and Yu Qiulin.

"Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows. ”

Sun Changning's heart was filled with the idea of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, but he couldn't do it here, and on the other side, Yu Qiulin's eyes also carried a kind of murderous intent.

It's just that it's well hidden, and no one feels it.

"We can't stay, we must not let these people live, go back with hatred and anger, and at least completely destroy their will to fight, otherwise in twenty years, they will really come back. ”

"There is no eternal invincibility in this world, twenty years, forty years, one Jiazi....... No one can say for sure whether there will be a second peerless figure among these people who are humiliated today. ”

Yu Qiulin coughed and covered his mouth, but under the slightly drooping eyes, the killing intent had almost condensed into substance.

Aside from the two of them, Professor Yan's eyes also carried an inexplicable brilliance.

He watched as the men disappeared into the distant mountain gate, their eyes hidden in the shadows, not knowing what they were thinking.

Professor Yan suddenly asked Lu Yu to look at this, and he left slowly and went to the back.

And the rest, there are also some masters of the world, there are also several people in Gang Jin and Dan Jin, some of them have murderous intentions, and some have an attitude of indifference.

Then the rest of the eyes are naturally fixed on Wang Qinglian, and this is ...... Including the Little Heavenly Master.

He didn't pay attention to the Dongying people who left, but looked at Wang Qinglian, because obviously, compared to the Miyamoto Sword Saint who had died and became a corpse, Wang Qinglian was now the most powerful contender in the world.

"Amazing, powerful, a hundred steps flying sword, I didn't expect that there are really people in this world who have practiced it. ”

The little heavenly master sighed, but he was extremely envious, as a strong person who was infinitely close to the eighth sense, he had not learned this skill, although he had a guess from the beginning, but the guess was always a guess, and he was not shocked by the other party's personal confirmation.

At the pinnacle of martial arts, throughout the ages, only five people are suspected of practicing this skill, but the only one who is really known to the world and destined to be recorded in history forever is Wang Qinglian in front of him.

Pushing forward, some are too long ago to be verified, and the most recent one is only the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, but because of the social environment, the truth is true and false, and few people can tell clearly.

Six inches in the air, this is enough to inadvertently kill a person, and anyone who is less than the eighth sense is in danger, because he can't grasp the sense of distance in space, he is destined to be injured or even killed.

Wang Qinglian took a deep breath: "I will challenge you, I hope you don't refuse." ”

The little heavenly master smiled: "Are you already so coveted for the number one in the world?" But you do already have this capital, a hundred steps flying sword in your body, don't say it's me, even if it was Zhang Sanfeng five hundred years ago, and Bodhidharma was resurrected a thousand years ago, you must be cautious." ”

"Although it's only six inches, who knows if it will become six feet? There are only six feet in the world, and to this extent, that is, the real sword immortal should no longer be contaminated with mundane things. ”

The little heavenly master was full of emotion, no one would have thought that he would be trained by a junior to become a peerless skill of a hundred-step flying sword.

Buddhism is even more bitter, originally in this world they did not have a turbidity, although Buddhism is now thriving, wide open disciples, but in the martial arts world, there is no Turbidity, and even lack of strong Gang strength to sit in the Buddha's door, but it is just flowers brocade, fire cooking oil.

If Xiao Tianshi wants to slaughter Buddhism, no one in this world can stop it, but in the same way, it is also thanks to the two sects of two thousand years of running-in, and because this world prohibits the appearance of Ren Xia, the decline of martial arts may not be a good thing for Buddhism without peerless figures.

One day, martial arts will also become a joke on the streets, no one will pursue it again, no one will make an envious voice, those "Boxing Sutra" that was regarded as a classic in the past will eventually fall into the dust, like rags, and be eroded by insects beyond recognition.

There are some things that people today can't do, so they take it for granted, saying that the ancients couldn't do it either.

There are some things that modern people can't do, and they take it for granted, saying that they can't do it in the future.

Amusing?

Ridiculous, of course.

You are not an ancient, how do you know that the ancients can't do it?

You are not a person of the future, how do you know that the person of the future cannot do it?

The opening of the mouth is the past thousand years, and the future two hundred.

But you know, the explosion of technology is what happened in the last 200 years.

....

The little Heavenly Master spoke: "You will get this chance, but after seven days, there will be another competition. ”

"Sun Changning to Yu Qiulin, if you say, you have to wait for seven days. ”

After Wang Qinglian's breathing, he grinned: "I don't care!"

He jumped off the stage, and invisibly, everyone was afraid of him from the bottom of their hearts.

A hundred-step flying sword is a half-step eight-sense, who is better?

....

Outside the mountain gate, the Dongying people had not gone far, and suddenly a person appeared in front of them.

Tall and strong, there was a glint in his eyes, so hot that just one look at it would make people feel terrible.

"Who are you?"

A hostility rose, undisguised, it seemed to choke the throat of all Dongying people, and the man who suddenly appeared at this time was like an ancient Tyrannosaurus rex, although he did not speak, but in the dark, there was already a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

"Miyamoto Igarashi is dead? I didn't expect it, I felt some Qi breath floating before, that kind of qi and blood was too vigorous, even if it was so far away, it was like being in front of you, and then one of them declined, like a cliff falling, it turned out that Miyamoto died. ”

The man smiled and spoke, and those young people from Dongying pulled out their knives, and the only surviving Gangjin Ishida Sora had a gloomy face at this time, but what made him feel terrified in his heart was that when he faced this person, he actually had a feeling of being on the back of a mountain.

That kind of fear began to permeate his heart, and he couldn't hear the sound of knives around him, and at this time, in his eyes, the appearance of the man in front of him began to change, and finally became Sun Changning's figure!

"Ah——!!!h

He suddenly let out a scream and took three or four steps back, which startled everyone.

The man took a step and grinned at the same time.