Chapter 142: The Second Sword of a Thousand Miles
The Lone Sword Saint watched the enemy strike in an instant of hesitation, no one could describe the speed of this sword, and no one could catch the trace of this sword.
Because the speed of this sword is so fast, it even has a hint of the intention of piercing the surrounding air.
Originally, no matter how fast the speed was, it should have been Dai Qifeng, but the speed of this piece was too fast, so fast that it exceeded the speed of that limit, so that before the wind could appear, the sword had already fallen first, in other words, the speed of this sword had exceeded the speed of the wind.
"Sword One, Dragon Battle Tiandong!"
The sword had already arrived, only to hear the words from the mouth of the Lone Sword Saint, the knife in Jiang Changhong's hand was also quickly clenched, he didn't dare to have time to react, so he had to do his best to quickly throw it out.
The moment the sword and the knife collided in the air, what he didn't expect was that the knife in Jiang Changhong's hand had just been chopped away, and then it came back from the side, directly slashing at the Lone Sword Saint in reverse.
The Lone Sword Saint instantly put the sword behind his back, and once again slashed the knife away, stretched out his hand and grabbed the knife, and then slashed out several times.
The speed and accuracy of each knife are ruthless, hoping to kill the Lone Sword Saint, but the strength of his two is indeed almost the same.
The Lone Sword Saint finally punched out with a backhand, and then retreated continuously, and roared angrily in a few steps: "Sword Two, a thousand miles longitudinal!"
As soon as the words fell, a boundless murderous aura emanated from his body, and there was a palpitating sword aura in this killing, these sword qi were almost temporarily around a few inconspicuous soldiers before they could get close, they had already been killed by this sword qi, and the people next to them realized that the duel between these two people was far from what they could sneak attack, so they collectively retreated about a hundred steps before continuing to fight.
"Hmph!" Jiang Changhong also snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he gathered all the strength around him to the knife in his hand.
The naked eye can see that the surface of the knife exudes a trace of aura, and then he also waved the knife out with a roar, but the knife was still in his hand, and the endless murderous aura attached to the surface of the knife had already rushed directly towards the Lone Sword Saint like a flame erupting out.
The Lone Sword Saint's left hand turned into a sword and pointed to the sword in his right hand, slowly straightening out, and the murderous aura around his body also condensed to the surface of the sword at this moment, and pushed this sword out fiercely.
The two extremely powerful auras collided in the air in an instant, but at the moment of collision, they felt that there was a force that had been shattered, and at first glance, it turned out to be Jiang Changhong's sword aura.
But when I looked closely, I found that although the sword qi broke, it did not dissipate, but re-condensed and slashed from top to bottom.
Thousands of miles longitudinal, that is, across thousands of miles, from top to bottom to break it, it is a feasible way, and the second round of the two people has ended in an instant.
The Lone Sword Saint took advantage of the moment when his breath was scattered, and the sword in his hand slashed out again, as if with an endless breath of life without change, endlessly.
The knife in Jiang Changhong's hand didn't dare to stay, and quickly resisted, at the moment when the weapons collided, the sword in the hand of the lone sword, suddenly the whole breath changed slightly, and the endless vitality seemed to have come to the end of life, and a touch of death appeared in an instant.
This deathly acquaintance resisted all the breath of life, including blocking Jiang Changhong's attack.
Jiang Changhong tried his last strength, and slashed downward, which was almost a sword with no way out, and was stopped by Jiang Changhong, but Changhong was also vibrated by this sword and kept retreating.
The two men also stopped at the same time, and did not continue to attack each other, but stood quietly, and they both had one last move.
It's just that no one wants to do it in advance, because of this move, killing a thousand enemies will cause eight hundred!
"Although your move has turned all the vitality into murderous aura just now, you still lack the last move, you should have a fourth move. Jiang Changhong spoke slowly.
Although this fourth move has no name, Jiang Changhong also felt that the one just now was completely different from the momentum in front, and it was definitely not the swordsmanship of the third move.
"I named that sword just now. The Lone Sword Saint slowly spoke, his hand once again grasped the hilt of the sword, and said, "You will also see this last sword soon." ”
Jiang Changhong nodded slowly, he knew that he would also use this last move, and maybe even this sword would consume seventy percent of his internal strength, but there was no way, because the strength of the person in front of him was too strong, so strong that even he was a little shocked.
So far, although it seems that the strength of the two people is equal on the surface, in fact, he knows that every time he resists the other party, he is trying his best to barely block it, which means that the strength of the enemy may be above him.
"Shine the sword!" Jiang Changhong's eyes narrowed, and the green tendons of the hand holding the sword burst out.
The Lone Sword Saint's eyes narrowed slightly, and his left hand instantly raised, and something rushed out of his sleeve.
Jiang Changhong was too nervous just now, and this sword slashed out fiercely, because the force was too strong, causing the door to open wide, which means that the power of his move was too strong, so that he couldn't take it back at all.
At this moment, he felt that he had been deceived, but he could not turn back, he could only do his best to avoid the vital points around him, and sure enough, the Lone Sword Saint came to him at this moment, and this sword seemed to be like the order of the king of Hades, and slowly stabbed out.
Although Jiang Changhong knew that he might not be able to dodge this move, because he was too nervous and wanted to kill the enemy too much, which also caused him to commit the biggest taboo of a swordsman.
But at this point, he has nothing to say, he is a king or a loser, and his death can only prove that his skills are not as good as others, and there is no gap in skills.
The sword in the Lone Sword Saint's hand had already pierced Jiang Changhong's skin, and as long as he was an inch deeper, he could achieve the goal of penetrating his body, but the sword in his hand was hurriedly pulled out and slashed at the other side with his backhand.
Although the time was very short, Jiang Changhong felt as long as a thousand years.
What he didn't expect was that the Lone Sword Saint didn't kill him, he hurriedly landed and quickly retreated, and there was still some fear in his heart.
"I said a long time ago that you are not strong enough, and you still don't believe in this seat!" a voice seemed to come from heaven, with no doubt.
Zhang Zongyuan and the Sword Saint's fighting skills also reached the point of dire moment, Zhang Zongyuan snatched the Sword Saint's fatal sword sideways, and his backhand was a punch, the Sword Saint hurriedly turned sideways and used his right hand to resist this palm, and the two of them hurriedly retreated.
Neither dared to move forward, because both of them knew in their hearts that the strength of the other party was almost equal to their own.
Zhang Zongyuan slowly untied the belt on his body, but he didn't expect it to become a sword with a flick of his hand, which was one of the best soft swords in the world.
Those who can use soft swords to fight against the enemy are all masters, and of course, some rich sons use them as swords for another story.
The sword saint's gaze cooled slightly, he had been walking on the rivers and lakes for a long time, but he had never felt that there were so many people who could fight with him in a draw, the trauma he suffered on this day was too much, a dignified elder, he didn't expect that a random person could be compared to him.
This makes this face of his go somewhere, so he must move back this face, and the old man in front of him will definitely die in his hands.
Although his heart was full of murderous aura, he also knew that it would not be easy to kill this old man, not to mention that the weapon in his hand was a soft sword
Not only can you fight head-on, but you can also use water to break your own attack, if you want to kill him, you must be cautious, and then be cautious, you can't have a trace of carelessness, otherwise the person who dies is yourself, and there is no difference between high and low at this level, only life and death.
The Juggernaut understood this very well, and he stepped back slightly, but his gaze was getting colder and colder, as if he was accumulating a powerful attack.
Zhang Zongyuan seemed to have guessed what he was going to do, and just as he continued to retreat, he suddenly rushed up.
The soft sword in his hand suddenly changed an arc, stabbing at the sword master from the right, the sword master did not resist, but quickly retreated back and narrowly avoided this sword, but then the second sword came to him again, with the speed of this sword he could not dodge.
But this time, he didn't need to dodge, because in the moment just now, he had already completed the accumulation!
His sword stabbed out faster than that, and the two men's eyes met coldly in the air.
They both saw it in each other's eyes, and the belief that they had to kill each other, as if they had seen each other's appearance after death.
Two swords arrived at the two people at the same time, one of them was pierced by a sword through the shoulder, and the other was pierced by a sword through the lower abdomen, and the two of them were stunned at the same time, because no one thought that since neither of them dodged this sword.
"You're not the best kung fu I've ever seen, but you're the bravest I've ever seen. The two of them said almost in unison, both of them understood that the other party was a person who could die, and if they wanted to kill this kind of person, they were afraid that they would also be seriously injured.
Then the two men drew their swords almost at the same time, and quickly the weapons of the two people kept colliding in the air, and for a while, neither of them could handle the other.
But at the moment when the two of them collided with each other at the same time, Zhang Zongyuan was like a lone sword saint, and suddenly a small thing that he didn't know what flew out of his sleeve.
When the sword master saw this little thing, he didn't hide or not, so he had to do his best to tilt his head slightly.
The sword in Zhang Zongyuan's hand quickly exerted force, wanting to repel the Sword Saint in one fell swoop, but the Sword Saint's strength was still not weak, and it did not achieve the expected result, but was beaten out by the Sword Saint with the help of his strength.
Zhang Zongyuan knew that he was probably not the enemy's opponent, so he had to stop, withdrew the attack in his hand and came to the side of the Sword Master.
The sword in Juggernaut's hand quickly reversed and stabbed backwards.
Zhang Zongyuan did not hesitate at all, raised his hand, and stabbed the sword in his hand forward, the tips of the two swords quickly collided together, and then a huge force came from the hands of the two people, shocking the two people to retreat together!
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