Whenever the autumn wind rises, the bamboo leaves will flutter and fall, flying in the air, strange and uncertain, but each fallen leaf is like a flying blade, containing the slaughter of all things withering in autumn!

The sword idiot sat under the bamboo forest, watched the wind into the bamboo forest, and the bamboo branches were like thousands of swords stabbing in, creating the bamboo wind swordsmanship. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And looking at this bamboo leaf drifting, he realized the bamboo leaf swordsmanship again.

He was divided by a sword, and the sword light in the sky was ethereal, making people elusive.

Yun Yi only felt that every sword light was like a fallen leaf, gathering tens of millions and coming down one after another.

The sword light obscured the eyes, making it difficult to catch traces.

But he didn't panic at all, his eyes were extremely deep, but they were like flawless mirrors, reflecting every sword light.

"The cadre position is three zhang six feet four inches and seven minutes, the position is one zhang and one foot three inches, and the Ze position is five zhang and three feet two inches......" Yun Yi had words in his mouth, and his mind was quick to calculate.

Although the trajectory of this bamboo leaf swordsmanship is strange and uncertain, Yunyi uses the mystery of Dai Zong's swordsmanship to calculate the gossip direction of each sword light one by one.

"There!" Yun Yi's eyes flashed, "Kun is three feet, one inch and three points!"

A sword stabbed away, and it was shocking, and it stabbed straight into a mysterious place.

Suddenly, the fallen leaves gathered together, and a sword stabbed through it, and thousands of sword lights suddenly shattered.

"Good swordsmanship!" the sword idiot cried out, he didn't expect his swordsmanship to be broken so quickly.

But after all, he was a famous swordsman in the martial arts, and he changed his move again, "Bamboo leaves are flying!"

The bamboo leaves fall, but if the wind rises, they will fly again.

The sword idiot walked with the sword, the pace was rapid, the figure flickered, and each sword was like a falling leaf, surrounding Yunyi, seemingly ethereal, but there was infinite killing opportunity.

The sword is crazy, and the sword is light.

Yun Yi couldn't help but secretly applaud, the sword idiot's swordsmanship brought the characteristics of the sword to the extreme, and the pace was strange, making it difficult to figure out the trajectory.

"It's a pity that it's just useless after all!" Yun Yi knew in his heart, and stabbed out a sword, but it always stabbed at the place where the sword idiot sword blade must pass, cutting them off one by one.

The sword idiot only felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, as if he felt that this Yun Yi could predict the prophet, and all his swordsmanship was under his control, and it was difficult to use all his skills.

"It seems that sitting in the martial tower, like a frog at the bottom of a well, I don't know how vast the world is! When did such a top swordsman appear in the martial arts, but I don't know. Don't underestimate the people in the martial arts!" The handsome young man of the martial idiot was shocked, withdrew his sword and retreated, suddenly holding the thin sword between his slender fingers and assuming a peculiar posture.

Yun Yi held the sword against him, knowing that the next sword of this sword will be a thunderous blow.

"You don't seem to have broken through to the martial arts master, and your true qi can't be released!" At this time, the sword idiot pursed his thin lips and said softly.

"Yes!" Yun Yi nodded without denying it. It is said that with his true qi strength, he could have become a master long ago, but just in order to break through to become a supreme martial artist, he has been suppressing his true qi cultivation.

But now that he has achieved the pinnacle, it is said that he should naturally be promoted to the great realm and become a master.

But Yun Yi comprehended the sword intent and achieved the top with the way of the sword, but he had another consideration in his heart.

He felt that his swordsmanship obviously still had room for improvement, and if he didn't break through for the time being, he would challenge a martial arts master of a higher realm with a supreme martial artist, which would obviously put more pressure on him and help him sharpen his swordsmanship to perfection and reach a perfect and flawless state.

"Then I will use the full strength of the martial arts master in the next swordsmanship, you have to be careful!" The sword idiot actually kindly reminded, like Yun Yi, as a clever swordsman who is a rare opponent, once he meets someone with the same advanced swordsmanship, he can't help but feel a sense of pity.

Friends are easy to meet, but opponents who can fight are hard to find.

It had been a long time since he had experienced such a hearty sword duel in the Martial Mansion.

"The autumn wind is all killed, blowing the green bamboo and white flowers. A dead leaf is scattered, only I sword a hundred flowers!" The sword idiot's eyes were lowered, his wrist shook, and the sword blade trembled, and hundreds of silver-white sword flowers shook out in the air, piercing people's ears and eyes, "Bamboo Flower Sword Technique!"

Bamboo does not bloom for ten years, and when it blooms, it withers.

This trick bamboo flower sword method takes the artistic conception of bamboo flowering and death, and the sword flower is like a bamboo flower, and it is a slaughter.

Hundreds of sword flowers flickered in the air, spinning and turning, approaching like thousands of flying blades about to strangle everything in front of them.

Yun Yi was solemn, and saw that there was a fierce sword qi in each of these sword flowers, forming petals flying.

The sword idiot's body rose even more, and the true qi as sharp as a sword, as soft as the wind, approached with the invisible sword qi.

Even if Yun Yi can break this sword technique, he can't avoid the invasion of this fierce true qi and sword qi.

The sword idiot slashed out a hundred flowers with a sword, which seemed to be beautiful, but it was full of murderous opportunities.

"I can't keep my hand anymore!" the sword in Yun Yi's hand buzzed, as if in response to the battle intent rising in his heart.

"Breaking the air!" He swept the air with a sword, reached the peak in seconds, and drew a graceful arc in the air, like a cook dissolving a cow, cracking the true qi sword qi that the sword idiot was approaching, dissipating invisibly.

"Breaking the sword!" Yun Yi took out his sword again.

The blade trembled, and the Dao sword shadow was differentiated in the air, like an incomparably sharp thorn of the Dao.

Snort!

The sword of the sword idiot shook off into a flower.

Yun Yi's sword was as sharp as a thorn, stabbing the sword flowers flying in the air one by one, straight into it, destroying them one by one, bursting out countless stars of silver light, disillusioned in the air!

The slender eyebrows of the sword idiot were slightly raised, quite surprised, "A sword slashes down a hundred flowers, and the petals fly and crush the red dust!"

As soon as the voice fell, the swordsmanship regenerated.

The sword flowers that were originally flying shattered and opened with each other, turning into a rain of flowers falling down in the sky, and each petal was a sharp blade, spinning and flying, dense into rain, enveloping the air, and there was nowhere to escape.

Laugh at!

The petals seem to be weak, but they break through the air with a sound.

Yunyi looked down and found that the clothes on his body had been torn by the rain of flowers that were dripping down, falling piece by piece, and they were torn like rags.

His face changed, his mind was calm, and he suddenly slashed out with a sword.

"Sword Breaker!"

The sword was horizontal in the air, like lightning flashing away, but there was no wind, no sound, only a white sword mark that broke through the air was left in the air, which was the afterimage left by the rapid breaking of the sky.

The countless petals were pierced one by one, silently split into two halves, and shattered.

It's the same sword-breaking style, but it's a different move. But the sword-breaking style breaks all the sword moves in the world, not for sword moves, only for artistic conception.

The sword was slashed out, and suddenly the wind stopped, the sound was extinguished, and the flower was crushed.

One move to break the sword style to kill hundreds of sword flowers and tens of millions of petals.

Chop a hundred flowers against a hundred flowers!

It's just that one is to cut out!

The other is to slash!

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This chapter has been conceived for a long time and changed several times, so it is a little slower, please forgive me. This chapter of Julu is written very proudly, and I am a lot more confident in my heart, and I gradually find the feeling of writing a novel, and I am confident that I can write the style of gods and demons and martial arts that I imagine in my heart, I hope you don't give up, this is definitely a wonderful story of the rivers and lakes.

(To be continued.) )