Near the cliff, a welcoming pine bends its body, and in the cold wind, the pine branches swing lightly, and the pine needles occasionally fall.

Suddenly, as if a light breeze rose, a white figure rose to the sky, and then gently landed on the top of the pine tree, standing firmly under its feet, like a bird, its claws clasped the pine branches, dancing with the wind, but never falling.

Sword God!

Du Zhenyu's heart was shocked.

Sure enough, it's a master!

This light effort convinced him.

The visitor was dressed in a white robe, but it was the traditional costume of the R country, his hair was gray, but his face was full of red light, and he looked only about fifty years, but he did not look like this age.

No one could tell how old he was!

His eyes are very bright, and he doesn't have a sword on his body, but Du Zhenyu can still be sure that he is a sword god!

The sword god must mention a sword, and then appear very coquettishly, looking high?

Oh, dressed in white, holding a long sword, and looking at all beings indifferently, this is the sword god?

Well, if that is really the Sword God, it is just Lu Xiaofeng's friend Ximen Blowing Snow, which only exists in novels.

The man in white in front of him, although he didn't have a sword, seemed to be born with sword intent.

Sword intent, this is a very mysterious thing, inexplicable, difficult for you to understand, but real.

When you practice swords to the highest level, you don't need to lift your sword anymore, a stone can be used as a sword, a dead branch can be used as a sword, a finger is also a sword, an arm is still a sword, and everything in the world can become a sword.

Man and sword in one!

The man in white in front of him seemed to have reached this legendary realm.

Du Zhenyu took a breath of cool air, he really didn't expect that a small country like Country R would have such a powerful character.

Yes, in his opinion, although he hasn't done it yet, the man on the other side has put a lot of pressure on him.

He admired it very much in his heart.

Sword practitioners, all of them are people with perseverance and tenacity, and all of them are superhuman in mind, because sword practice requires comprehension, comprehension with heart.

What the?

Relying on the magic of moves?

You are too OUT, which means that you don't know much about swords, and you are still a layman at all.

The man in white stood lightly on a pine branch, and also looked at Du Zhenyu silently, and then his feet shook, and a pine branch suddenly broke, and then flew towards Du Zhenyu.

The pine branches moved forward at high speed, rubbing against the air, and the pine needles fell like rain.

Du Zhenyu didn't move.

The sword god has no murderous aura, no murderous aura, so naturally he doesn't want to kill him.

Besides, the sword god, what a bullish existence this is, such a big man represents the martial arts of country R, if he wants to compete with Du Zhenyu, how can he do it without saying a word, isn't that a ruffian hooligan on the street?

It's too embarrassing, it's too cheap, this kind of thing will never happen!

It didn't happen, the dead branch was still more than ten meters away from Du Zhenyu, and it seemed to lose its strength and fell to the ground, and the man in white also fell to the ground at the same time.

He looked at Du Zhenyu with a strange look in his eyes.

"Sword God-" Du Zhenyu's pupils began to contract, and he blurted out.

The man in white looked at Du Zhenyu, did not deny it, and looked at him silently, as if he hadn't heard it.

Du Zhenyu held the short sword in his hand, there was no movement, but the momentum slowly emanated, and it became stronger and stronger, and as his momentum gradually grew, the man in white still stood there calmly.

It seems that he doesn't have half of his momentum, but it seems that his momentum is too powerful, and he actually dissolves with the surrounding heaven and earth, which is unpredictable.

Long Shuang'er and Long Thirteen, who were watching the battle not far away, changed their faces greatly.

Long Thirteen's eyes were a little excited, while Long Shuang'er frowned.

Du Zhenyu wanted to draw his sword, but suddenly found that he didn't know how to make a move, it seemed that the other party was just standing there casually, and there was no flaw in his body.

He was standing there, but he didn't seem to be there at all, he seemed to be one with the air.

The height of the realm was simply beyond Du Zhenyu's expectations.

For the first time in his life, Du Zhenyu actually had a feeling that he had nowhere to start, and the pressure on him from the Sword God was unprecedentedly great.

Long Thirteen walked towards the Sword God, he only took one step, and then retreated, because as soon as he moved, the Sword God glanced at him, and after just one glance, he didn't move again.

"Please advise!"

Du Zhenyu finally drew his sword, but he rarely saluted the sword god with a sword, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

The sword god smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

Du Zhenyu finally made a move, holding the sword in one hand, his body was fast, and he rushed towards the sword god on the opposite side.

The moves are simple, but full of indomitable momentum, this is a contest of strength and potential.

This move is surprisingly powerful.

The sword god's eyes remained unchanged, but he only stretched out two fingers and gently pointed towards Du Zhenyu.

Fingers are also swords!

The realm of the sword god is so high that it is terrifying.

And the tip of Du Zhenyu's sword suddenly came into contact with the fingers of the sword god, Du Zhenyu's feet left the ground, his body remained parallel to the ground, and his body was fixed in mid-air, and he couldn't move forward half an inch.

In fact, the tip of the sword did not make contact with the fingers, if you look closely, you will find that there is still a very small distance between the two, but Du Zhenyu's sword really can't be handed over, the tip of the sword seems to be pierced into a swamp, entangled by the air current, unable to move.

Du Zhenyu's expression was solemn, and he didn't stop there, his feet gradually landed, but the tip of the sword went up.

This pick, the grasp of the angle is extremely accurate, and the control of the force is also very exquisite, which is extremely ingenious.

The sword god's eyes froze, and he finally let go, and then quickly retreated, and with a slight pick of his toes, the pine branch jumped in his hand.

After retreating more than ten meters in a row, the sword god dissolved Du Zhenyu's strength, and then he raised the pine branch and said to Du Zhenyu: "Please advise!" ”

His demeanor was solemn and serious.

Du Zhenyu didn't dare to slack off and put on a defensive posture.

Before, it was him who attacked, but now it was the turn of the sword god.

With one move, he has already tried out the depth of the opponent's cultivation, which is simply unfathomable, Du Zhenyu does not dare to take it lightly, and he knows that the next attack of the other party will definitely be extremely powerful.

The sword god's momentum suddenly became stronger, and it seemed that the surrounding heaven and earth vitality began to surge towards the sword in his hand.

Yes, the pine branch in his hand is the sword at this time.

He is a sword god, and naturally he can be a sword in anything, previously a finger, and now a pine branch.

The pine branches gradually rose, and a mighty sword qi suddenly attacked.

Du Zhenyu waved his sword to greet him.

The second sword qi arrived.

Du Zhenyu swung his sword again to meet him.

Then, the sword qi became more and more violent, and the amount of sword qi also surged.

At the end, the body of the sword god was almost invisible, only the afterimage of him dancing the sword could be faintly seen, vague.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like a cage, directly surrounding Du Zhenyu.

Du Zhenyu's body was also unable to see clearly, and he had been dancing his sword in place.

This scene looks a little weird, the two are more than ten meters away, but they are both dancing solo.

But this is definitely a high-level competition, both of them are dancing swords, but they are only fighting with their sword energy.

Thousands of sword qi strangled towards Du Zhenyu, and Du Zhenyu also swung out thousands of sword qi, and the two fought inextricably.

Finally, the sword god stopped, and the pine branch in his hand pointed at Du Zhenyu.

Du Zhenyu also stopped, the short sword in his hand pointed at the sword god.

With the two of them as the center, within a radius of more than ten meters, the lawn had been mowed, the grass had been completely destroyed by the sword qi, the ground was exposed to yellow soil, and Long Thirteen and Long Shuang'er had already retreated to the edge of the cliff in the distance.

Du Zhenyu's face was a little ugly, his right arm was injured by sword qi, although he only lightly cut the skin, and no blood oozed out, but for him, in this round, he had already lost half a move.

Well, the only consolation is that the Sword God attacked at least a thousand moves in this round, and only lost half a move.

"Please advise!"

Du Zhenyu said silently.

This is the second time he has said this.

Then, as soon as his right foot stepped on the ground, his body flew up, and when he landed, he was no more than three meters away from the sword god.

Du Zhenyu raised his sword and slowly stabbed out a sword.

The nameless sword move was called the three styles of the divine dragon by him.

This is exactly the sword move left behind by his father.

This sword is very light, very slow, very simple, but it is by no means simple.

The sword god's eyes lit up, and his body began to retreat.

He retreated, and Du Zhenyu took a step forward, and his sword moves remained unchanged.

He retreated, and Du Zhenyu continued to take a step forward, and his sword moves remained unchanged.

He retreated, Du Zhenyu still took a step forward, and his sword moves remained the same.

It seems that no matter how the sword god retreats, this sword will not fail.

But this is not the case.

Du Zhenyu's heart was already turbulent.

He has studied this sword very deeply.

It seems that there is no solution, but in fact there is always a solution.

When encountering this trick, you can't take it hard, and you can't force it back.

Whether you fight or retreat, you will lose.

The only solution is to retreat slowly, three steps back, and then you can meet the attack.

If you want to fight, retreat first.

This is actually a very particular thing.

Retreat is to reduce the opponent's sword intent, and with each pursuit step, it seems that the sword move remains the same, but in fact, the sharp qi will be partially reduced.

Three steps, the sword intent is no longer as violent as before, and if you fight again, if your skill is deep enough, you will have a chance.

The sword god has taken three steps back, and this is exactly how to crack it.

Therefore, Du Zhenyu's heart was inexplicably shocked.

The next moment, the sword god did not retreat again, and also slowly stabbed out a sword.

Du Zhenyu continued to move forward, the pine branch and the short sword were about to come into contact, and there were sparks splashing in the air, and the sword god's face changed slightly, but his eyes lit up.

Finally touched, the pine branch broke in two, the sword god retreated five meters quickly, and a small hole was broken in his chest, of course, the sword qi did not hurt his body, he retreated too quickly.

"Sure enough, it's a hero out of a teenager!"

There was a smile on the sword god's face, and he couldn't help but praise: "It is really unexpected for me to be able to temporarily change the original perfect sword move like this, at a young age, he has the demeanor of a grandmaster, Huaxia Kingdom, it is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, Du Feng twenty years ago, Du Zhenyu today, it is really a tiger father without a dog!" ”

Du Zhenyu's face changed greatly, staring at the sword god, and asked coldly, "Do you know my identity?" ”

"It's natural, otherwise I wouldn't have taken the initiative to find you." The sword god laughed.

Du Zhenyu found that the sword god no longer had the previous battle intent on his body, and there seemed to be no malice, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said: "The depth of the seniors' attainments in the way of swordsmanship is also the only one seen in the lives of the younger generations. ”

The sword god shook his head: "You have such cultivation at a young age, and you dare to fight alone in the sword to come to country R and reproduce your father's demeanor back then, so at this point, whether it is me or country R, it is already a loss!" ”

Du Zhenyu's heart suddenly moved, as if he had thought of something, and said with some excitement: "Senior, you know my father, could it be that you and my father have known each other back then?" ”

"Zhuang Master, he is the predecessor of the Yanagi Sword Maniac!" Long Thirteen finally walked over and couldn't help but say to Du Zhenyu.

Yanagi sword maniac?

Sure enough, it was him!

Du Zhenyu's heart was excited, incomparable.