Embroidered spring knife, born from the goose wing knife.

The blade is narrow and slender, extending from the handle to the tip of the knife, extending in an arc.

Although this knife is sharp, to be honest, it is somewhat unsatisfactory in terms of actual combat.

Whether it is a brocade guard or a marshal in charge, wearing an embroidered spring knife is mostly used to show his identity and status.

"How do you ...... this embroidered spring knife?"

Nie Feng, who was standing in the distance, stared at the embroidered spring knife in Zhao Yu's hand and frowned slightly.

Although he is a martial artist, he has seen a lot of embroidered spring knives.

So when Zhao Yu took out the knife, others were either surprised by Zhao Yu's strange way of taking the knife, or focused on the two people's tricks.

Only Nie Feng found that the embroidered spring knife in Zhao Yu's hand seemed to be slightly different......

Only Zhao Yu knew it in his heart.

His embroidered spring knife was redesigned by the Ouchi Machinery Manufacturing Division after Jiang Yuyan succeeded to the throne.

The new dynasty and new atmosphere, which symbolizes the embroidered spring knife of imperial power, have also made some subtle changes accordingly.

The current Zhao Yu is no longer a great lord, so the knife in his hand should naturally be replaced.

Seeing that all the sword qi was dissipated by Zhao Yu, instead of being annoyed, the sword saint flashed a fiery essence in his eyes.

But at this time, Bu Jingyun took a step back and closed his eyes slightly.

In his mind, countless sword qi were rampant.

From the first sword of the Sword Master, to the twenty-second sword that had just been unleashed, it flashed repeatedly in his mind like a horse.

The sword qi dissipated, but the sword saint took a step at this time, and half of the Peerless City trembled violently under this step.

With both hands pointing together into a sword, the Sword Master took another step in the direction of Zhao Yu.

Buzzing......

Countless white rays pierced the ground, and the fierce sword qi mixed with dazzling white rays broke through the ground.

"Kill!"

The Sword Master let out a low snort, and pointed at Zhao Yu casually with the hand that formed the sword.

The sword qi that broke through the ground emitted a hissing sound that pierced the eardrums, and the sword qi was directly directed at Zhao Yu, who was ten steps away.

The blow of the Juggernaut opened the eyes of everyone present.

Even Meng and Nie Feng, who had a lot of confidence in Zhao Yu, unconsciously pinched a cold sweat.

Zhao Yuneng kicked down the immortals in Wudang Mountain, and such a sword qi that is not like the world, can probably kill the immortals!

"Huh?"

Unlike everyone, Bu Jingyun suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

But instead of looking at the sword saint with monstrous sword intent, he looked at Zhao Yu, who seemed to be powerless on the other side of the sword qi.

Zhao Yu looked at the sky-covering sword qi, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Immediately, under the pressure of the sword qi in the sky, he retreated half a step back slightly.

Qu Bu bowed slightly, and his left hand gathered his palm to support the sky.

The embroidered spring knife in the right hand is slightly raised, and the narrow blade is placed on the palm of the left hand to make a bow gesture.

Bu Jingyun squinted slightly, and the sword saint on the opposite side also frowned.

At the same time, they found that in the acupoints of Zhao Yuzhou's body, there were sword intents that were so subtle that they were almost undetectable.

This sword intent naturally does not have the monstrous momentum of Sword Twenty-two, but it is like a continuous drizzle, and it is inexhaustible!

The sword intent flowing out of the trick gradually condensed into a phantom that was exactly the same as the embroidered spring knife in Zhao Yu's hand outside Zhao Yu's body.

At the same time, Zhao Yu's left palm was slightly raised, and the knife was held in his right hand, slowly sweeping back......

With the movement of Zhao Yu's hand, the phantom sword intent gradually merged into the embroidered spring knife held in his right hand.

"A sword in the world!!"

At this time, Zhao Yu raised his head slightly, and there was a red glow in his eyes, flickering.

"Kill!"

The Sword Saint's fingers moved slightly, and the endless sword qi was like a rain curtain covering the sky, directly towards Zhao Yu to kill.

In the face of such a fierce sword tide, Zhao Yu raised his right hand slightly, and a crimson sword qi condensed a line and pierced the sword curtain.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided.

There was no earth-shattering as expected, and there was not even a trace of the momentum that the two masters should have when dueling.

The crimson sword was like a sharp blade cutting through the brocade silk, and it easily cut through the sword curtain in the sky.

After piercing the sword curtain, the red sword light continued to castrate, and went straight towards the sword saint.

The sword is coming, and the killing intent is Ling Ran.

In the face of this fierce sword, the Sword Master closed his eyes slightly.

Waiting to die?

For others, it is not impossible to close your eyes and wait for death at this time.

But the person in front of him, who has been holding a sword for decades, has never had the consciousness of closing his eyes and waiting for death!

The Chimang Sword Qi pierced through the Sword Saint without any barrier.

But the strange thing is that the closed-eyed Juggernaut didn't seem to be hurt in the slightest.

"If you don't want to die, retreat to the city!"

When Chimang passed through the body of the Sword Saint, Zhao Yu turned his head slightly, staring at Bu Jingyun, who was watching the battle from the side, and said coldly.

Bu Jingyun turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yu expressionlessly.

Nie Feng watched the two of them face each other again, and his heart rose to his throat.

Others don't know about him, so don't he understand?

Bu Jingyun is the kind of character who will be obedient and obedient?

What surprised Nie Feng even more was that after Bu Jingyun glanced at Zhao Yu, he really moved and swept to the head of the city.

"Masters......"

Compared with Zhao Yu's previous achievements and the duel with the Sword Saint in front of him, Nie Feng admired him even more for his ability to move himself, a senior brother who claimed not to cry death.

……

The sword light passed through his chest, and the sword saint did not suffer the slightest damage, but the sword intent around him became more and more fierce.

Between the rise of the sword intent, it was still Bu Jingyun who was the first to discover the clue.

In this square circle between Dugu Jian and Zhao Yu, everything seemed to have come to a strange standstill.

Even the leaves and smoke from the hurricane were strangely frozen between the two.

It seems that outside this peerless city, there is a huge picture scroll that spreads out.

"This ......"

Everyone realized it and looked at the Sword Saint who was still closed.

Above the Sword Saint's body, an ethereal green qi gradually condensed.

This green qi gradually condensed and took shape, and it was almost exactly the same as the Sword Master with closed eyes.

The ghostly phantom struggled to break free from the shackles of the flesh and floated between the frozen squares on that side.

"I have a ten-year covenant with Xiongba, and now it seems that you are better than Xiongba in martial arts.

Yes, if this sword twenty-three style can defeat you in one fell swoop, I will have no regrets in this life! ”

The phantom floated between the square inches, but the sound reached the ears of everyone present.

Sword Twenty-Three!!

In the duel between the Sword Saint and Zhao Yu, he directly derived the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and performed the Sword Twenty-Three in the battle!!

Between square inches, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

Outside the square inch, the wind is light and the clouds are light......

Even with Zhao Yu's ability, he couldn't move at all at this moment.

In fact, to some extent, Sword Twenty-Three is not much different from the love of the Martial Saint Sword Technique hidden in Wushuang City.

These are all terrifying moves that shouldn't be in this world.

In the final analysis, nothing in the world can escape the word 'rules'.

The Sword Saint also knew in his heart that when this sword technique was derived, it was the time when he died.

Sword moves can break the rules of heaven and earth, but after all, he is still a mortal mortal man.

Therefore, although the sword twenty-three style is a ghost crying and howling, it will not last long after all!

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