Chapter 32: The Sword of the Living

The clamor made Shangquan Yixiangzhai, who had cultivated his mind for many years, almost ruined, and he couldn't understand why these people didn't have family and country feelings and national consciousness.

It was because he was originally about to leave and called Miyamoto Musashi and the Imperial Shadow to Kamiizumi to move incense, and decided to personally touch this rumored sword master.

Both Miyamoto Musashi and Imperial Shadow have fought against Fan Zhuoyuan, so they know that he is terrible.

And Shangquan Yixiangzhai did not, as a top swordsman, he naturally has his own pride, coupled with the emotion at the moment, the original agreement with Miyamoto and the Imperial Shadow was immediately left behind.

Shangquan Xiangzhai was full of momentum, and said: "Shinto flow the living sword, Shangquan Xiangzhai, to your Excellency!" ”

Fan Zhuoyuan waved his hand, and the prince and the others killed his disciples without following the rules.

"If all the core disciples of the Shinto stream are here, then the Shinto stream will definitely be removed from Dongying today."

Shangquan Yixiangzhai stared, Fan Zhuoyuan had already popped out the dragon slaying knife on his back, and held the knife with both hands and slashed Shangquan Yixiangzhai fiercely!

Until this time, Shangquan Yixiangzhai had not pulled out his sword, and actually faced Fan Zhuoyuan with his bare hands.

The bare hands condensed a true qi, and when he hit the dragon slaying knife, he easily changed the direction of the slash, and absorbed part of the strength of the knife, and reluctantly counterattacked towards Fan Zhuoyuan.

Fan Zhuoyuan slapped him and flew backwards, the mask on his face falling off, revealing the stiff human skin mask.

"Sword ghost, why are you hiding your head and tail so much, and you don't even want to show your true face."

Fan Zhuoyuan smiled: "It should be you who is ridiculous, and you still insist on your living sword at this time, right?" Do you know, the more you don't kill the sword, the less effective it will be for me, if you don't pick up your murderous intent today, you will definitely die! ”

"You're not enough for me to use a sword other than a living sword! Show your true skills, sword ghost Kagami Ren! ”

At this time, the prince on the side scattered and fought with the core disciples of the Shinto stream, and the battle also entered the white-hot stage.

The exiles marched down the plain, using their rudimentary tools to attack the fortified fortresses.

Fan Zhuoyuan jumped towards the mountain on the side, Shangquan Xiangzhai knew what he meant, and he didn't want the aftermath of the battle between the two to affect those people, so he followed.

Suddenly, a hurricane blew on the mountain, and the wind grew stronger, as if it was about to sweep the heavens and the earth, connecting the heavens and the earth into one.

Fan Zhuoyuan said: "Miyamoto Musashi's natural disaster sword intent impressed me, although this storm is not as good as his original masterpiece, it is enough to test whether your living sword can withstand this natural disaster." ”

Kamizumi also felt unsteady on his feet, swept into the air, and many stones and trees mixed into the hurricane, like countless swords cutting at his aged body.

However, I saw that although he couldn't help himself, his hands were like a thousand hands, conjuring up countless palm shadows, forcing countless sundries back, and even taking advantage of the wind to throw the controlled stones at Fan Zhuoyuan.

Of course, this had no effect on Fan Zhuoyuan, he moved with the wind, the knife turned into the wind, and slashed one after another from different angles, each blow made Shangquan Xiangzhai's whole body vibrate, but he never broke the control range formed by his hands.

The sword of the living has no sword, and it does have its own uniqueness.

And the internal strength of Kamizumi Kasai is also much better than Miyamoto Musashi, and he understands the mystery of Miyamoto Musashi's storm in advance, so he is more confident in the war, gradually stabilizes the situation, and begins to take advantage of the wind to gradually launch a counterattack.

Fan Zhuo saw that this natural disaster was ineffective for him, so he was simply sleepy for a long time, and gradually dispersed the wind shadow.

Many of the surrounding hills have been swept into white ground by the hurricane, and the two of them are facing each other on a separate mountain.

Kamizumi sneered, "You are a few percent worse than the original Miyamoto Musashi, and it is impossible for you to attack me with the sword of someone else, who is immulate." ”

Fan Zhuoyuan sneered, "Really? If natural disasters don't work, then man-made disasters. ”

I saw Fan Zhuoyuan holding the dragon slaying knife high with both hands, putting on a superior posture, and in an instant, a sense of domination over the world was displayed.

The three dragon-shaped true qi around the body changed from virtual to real to nine, increasing the qi of the true dragon son of heaven.

When Shangquan Yixiangzhai saw this scene, he was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: He is obviously from a pariah, how can he have the spirit of the emperor of heaven? This is a momentum that even the emperor has never had, and only the king who truly rules the mountains and rivers and the four seas has a powerful momentum!

Fan Zhuoyuan shouted: "Since I saw Miyamoto Musashi's natural disaster sword intent, I have been thinking and meditating, but I have never comprehended the true meaning of my own sword path.

It wasn't until later that I suddenly woke up to why I wanted to follow the path that Miyamoto Musashi had taken, so I used my life's experience as a guideline to comprehend that compared to natural disasters, man-made disasters are more terrible, there are four types, but it depends on how many formulas you can hold! ”

Speaking of the spring thunder on his tongue, the wind and clouds of heaven and earth changed color, "The first type, the Son of Heaven is angry!" ”

The Son of Heaven was angry, and the corpse was ambushed for a hundred steps!

Nine dragon-shaped true qi turned into the sword momentum, and the artistic conception of dominating the world suddenly became like a thunderbolt overpowering the world, full of the power of rage, and with the swing of the knife, thousands of thunders mixed with flames, smashed into the upper spring and moved incense to the incense.

Shangquan Yixiangzhai faced the anger of the Son of Heaven, and no longer had the confidence to resist with his bare hands with both palms.

In the face of the wrath of the Son of Heaven, the Living Sword had no way to keep himself alive.

He immediately pulled out his famous sword, his eyes changed suddenly, and there was a serious coercion on the sword, and he resisted the anger of the Son of Heaven.

In addition to his living sword, Shangquan Yixiang Zhai also knew that this kind of innocuous sword intent could not deal with some extremely vicious and unrepentant characters.

It is on top of the living sword, and it has created a sword that convinces people, to convince people, in addition to convincing the heart, the body must also be convinced!

Violence is the most direct means of subjugating everything, but it is not violence that destroys everything, it is not convincing, but killing.

Therefore, Shangquan Yixiangzhai has created a kind of violence that does not take destruction as the middle purpose, that is, absolute majesty, and both grace and power.

With the majesty of his lifelong swordsmanship, he was on par with the wrath of the Son of Heaven and survived this blow.

But most of the mountain he came out of had been flattened in half, and Shangquan himself was out of breath, obviously struggling with his seventy years of cultivation.

Fan Zhuoyuan cut out this style, although his burden is not small, but his internal and external skills are the same, and he can make up for each other's needs, so he is far more endurance than those who are fellow practitioners.

He looked at Shangquan Yixiang Zhai in amazement, and admired: "Your Excellency's sword path really impresses me, just now my blow is absolutely sure to break the natural disaster storm of Miyamoto Musashi, but it was completely wiped out by the majesty under your sword, it seems that the tyrant is also afraid of the minister." ”

Shangquan Yixiangzhai thought in his heart, "He has so much qi in his speech, can he still attack the second form?" ”

Fan Zhuoyuan raised the dragon slaying knife again and said, "The second type, chaotic robbery!" Your Excellency, please take it! ”