After a while, a red-faced man jumped onto the high platform, hugged his fists and said, "Ma Pingchuan, a layman disciple of Shaolin, came to teach Dongying a high move." ”

Everyone cheered, this red-faced man is quite famous in the rivers and lakes, but he is the head of the mountain and river dart bureau, and he doesn't know how many bandits he killed with his fierce Dharma swordsmanship.

Miyamoto Musashi restrained his frenzy and said: "Two days first-class, Miyamoto Musashi." ”

Hearing Miyamoto Musashi's self-reported name, only a few of the heroes in the audience changed their faces, and most of them did not react.

Although Miyamoto Musashi is famous, it is limited to Dongying, and Zhongyuan Wulin does not know much about him.

"Please!"

Ma Pingchuan's long sword was unsheathed, and he saw a shiny pi stabbing towards Miyamoto Musashi.

What a fast sword! Everyone was amazed.

However, Ma Pingchuan's sword did not touch Miyamoto Musashi, and strangely crossed the latter and fell straight to the floor, with the upper body and lower body separated.

Bright red blood spread out, dripping from the edge of the high platform.

Only then did everyone realize that two swords appeared in Miyamoto Musashi's hands at some point.

There was a cry of exclamation, and after that there was a deathly silence, and no one could see how the man drew his sword, nor how he made his move.

Miyamoto Musashi only showed his hand, but even those who did not understand martial arts understood that this person was a swordsman unparalleled in the world.

The heroes were shocked, and their previous thoughts of wanting to compete were doused with a basin of cold water.

The heads of the various factions sitting in the chief looked at each other, and they all saw jealousy and surprise on each other's faces.

Murong Xue sighed, although she is young, she is well-informed, this Dongying swordsman who kicks the field has superb martial arts, I am afraid that she has reached the level of five uniques, and most of them are his opponents at the moment.

There are many masters present, and they may be able to win if they rush up, but they also lose the face of the Central Plains martial arts, but if they don't join forces to surrender the enemy, the other party is afraid that they will continue to speak disrespectfully, which is really difficult.

"It would be nice if Senior Liu or Xiao Wuji were here." She thought to herself.

"Do you see clearly?"

Yi Feiyun turned to the two people beside him, anyway, he himself didn't see Miyamoto Musashi's movements clearly.

"I didn't pay attention, I only saw a little shadow." Liu Wenying frowned slightly, "Is this Dongying's swordsmanship?" It's unbelievably fast. However, the Tai Chi Sword of the Wudang Sect may be able to restrain this person with its slow and fast fighting, but unfortunately they happen not to be here. ”

"This is a sword-drawing technique, a must-kill blow to the limit, and his other sword moves may not be so fast." Wei Junhao said.

As he spoke, there was a sudden exclamation.

When Yi Feiyun saw it, he couldn't help but show surprise, but it was the head of the Qingcheng faction who went to the high platform.

"The swordsmanship of the Qingcheng faction is also a smart and fast way, and this time it is really dangerous to fight fast with that Dongying person, and it is worth seeing."

Fang Renjie, who was originally sitting in the front row, slipped over at some point.

"Good time!" Yi Feiyun said with a smile, "There is a lack of a well-informed person to explain here. ”

"Haha, Brother Yi is really promoted as a brother." Fang Renjie fanned his fan, very happy.

"The old man Qingcheng faction has no end, and he will teach His Excellency a high move." Yu Zhangmen arched his hand.

Miyamoto Musashi took two steps back and bowed slightly.

Yu Wuya pointed at the ground with a long sword, stroked his beard and said: "You are a junior, you should make a move first." ”

Miyamoto Musashi smiled, and he didn't talk nonsense, he picked up his two knives, and in an instant, two sword qi cut through the wooden plank.

Yu Wuya's big sleeves waved, and the long sword drew a semicircle in front of him.

The two sword qi are like being installed with a copper wall, and they disappear into invisibility when they only hear the two sounds.

However, Miyamoto Musashi followed, and two real knives slashed down.

Yu Wuya's horizontal sword blocked, the swords intersected, the silver light was huo, and dozens of moves were dismantled in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that against a strong enemy like Miyamoto Musashi, he did not fall behind for a while, Yi Feiyun exclaimed in his heart: "I didn't see it, the head of the Qingcheng faction is so strong." ”

At this moment, Yu Wuya was furious, his big sleeves fluttering, and with his white-bearded and old-fashioned style, the sword was like an immortal dancing sword.

Yi Feiyun watched the battle and asked, "Brother Fang, who do you think will win?" ”

"With all due respect, the Dongying people have a better chance of winning." Fang Renjie said, "Although the Yanqing fast sword of the Qingcheng faction is one of the best fast swords in the martial arts, the sword of the Dongying people is not only fast, but also powerful and heavy, and it is difficult for Yu Zhangmen to resist it. And the head of Yu is old, and his reaction and physical strength are not as good as the other party's prime-aged body. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone let out another cheer.

But it was Yu Wu who flew up violently and kicked Miyamoto Musashi in the abdomen, knocking it back.

In the duel of the Dongying samurai, there was almost no entrainment of the leg method, and Miyamoto Musashi was engrossed in the sword and did not pay attention to the protection of the lower plate, so he suffered a small loss.

Yu Wuya took advantage of the situation to pursue, shook his long sword, and used a move "Green Firefly Dotting Su", and flew towards Miyamoto Musashi with a little bit of clear light.

Miyamoto Musashi also reacted quickly, he stabilized his body with both swords, kicked down, and jumped high.

"Two days of sunshine!"

With a loud shout, Miyamoto Musashi raised his twin knives and slashed downward.

Two huge sword qi fell in the air.

With a bang, the entire platform was cut into four pieces, and dust and broken wood flew everywhere.

The momentum of this blow was really amazing, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but hang.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Yu Wuya stood with his sword in his hand, the long sword in his hand was broken, but he was not injured, but there was an additional person wearing a flying fish suit and a black gauze hat next to him.

"Martial Dragon City!" Fang Renjie lost his voice.

Wulong City? The commander-in-chief of the Jinyi Guard?

Yi Feiyun certainly remembered the name, the target of the Secret Letter Escort mission.

Is this the plot development brought about by the delivery of the secret letter? If he hadn't sent the secret letter to Wulong City, wouldn't he have come to the rescue?

Yi Feiyun pondered, and gradually grasped the value of the side quest.