Chapter Thirty-Seven: Encountering an Adversary

At night, deep in the mountains.

He Zhennan was wearing a plain robe, carrying the Wanjun Sword behind him, and looked at Qian Shaoyou sitting on a stone in front of him with a serious expression, but he looked around again, and just swept over the black-clothed man standing on the other side, without asking much: "We call this mountain Tianyin Mountain, not far from my Lei Zhenmen." This mountain is a perennial day of sunlight, dark and damp, frustrated people in this environment, will only be sad and sad, can not cheer up. ”

Heiyi continued: "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, this is the key to a person's growth." Although the environment is poor, it can also hone the will, why not?"

He Zhennan frowned, and his eyes never looked at the man in black: "I thought you were the master of the so-called young master left by the previous dynasty, but now it seems that you are not a subordinate." ”

The man in black said with a smile: "It is worthy of being the head of He, it is very interesting to observe words and looks." It's just that the title of master, compared to the head of He, is not daring. ”

He Zhennan is used to being arrogant on weekdays, and his tone is full of disdain: "Brother Tai's words are serious, He feels that the sea of qi in your body is not under He." ”

The man in black laughed heartily and said, "I didn't even urge the internal force, you can sense the sea of qi in my body, and the head of He is worthy of his name." ”

He Zhennan's expression was grim, and he rushed to the man in black with two arrows, and just as he was about to reach out to take off the iron mask he had newly installed, the man in black stretched out his hand to stop him. The two fought each other, He Zhennan has always been informal, with both hands together, and in order to achieve the goal, he can ignore the name of the grandmaster's junior.

But the man in black was also calm, and after a few moves with his hand, He Zhennan was stunned and couldn't take off his mask. In the end, as soon as He Zhennan's palm power arrived, the man in black stretched out his hand to resist, and was shocked and flew back six steps before stopping.

He Zhennan put away his hand and looked at the black-clothed man in front of him: "You are fighting against me with one hand, and you don't want to take off your mask, presumably because you are afraid that I will recognize your martial arts moves, you don't dare to show others, but you are afraid that you are an old man." But why, we're in the same boat now, and you don't want to show up?"

The man in black said: "Master He is really thoughtful and very accessible. ”

He Zhennan slowly pulled out the Wanjun Sword behind him, and suddenly the thunder around him moved, and even Qian Shaoyou couldn't help but turn around and look this way. The man in black subconsciously took a step back, and his eyes were a little solemn.

He Zhennan said: "You can protect your mask with only one hand, it seems that you are not only an old man, but also an old man with a special identity." There are not many masters on the Qingzhu list who are alive now. ”

The man in black said: "How do you know that Qing Zhusheng will not be missing?"

"If there is any omission, you can find out if you take off your mask!" He Zhennan didn't answer, and walked towards the man in black with his sword. The man in black performed a light skill and took a few steps back, and with a move of his right hand, the Killing God Sword fell into his hand.

He Zhennan is a martial arts idiot, but unfortunately there are few opponents in his life, and the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism have no quarrel with the world, which makes him try his best to compete with a master every time he encounters it. The person in front of him could feel that his martial arts were not weak, and he was not even below him, and He Zhennan was greatly interested in the identity of this person.

After the man in black got the Killing God Sword, he no longer retreated, and he couldn't hide, so he simply greeted him. The two swords crossed and collided, stirring up a spark, and the robes of both of them were driven by the sword qi, and the tiger was vigorous.

If a master makes a move, he will naturally have to win or lose. He Zhennan freed his left hand and slapped the man in black, and the two of them separated and retreated.

He Zhennan's heart suddenly became comfortable, he hadn't met such an opponent for a long time. He didn't stop, and ran towards the man in black again.

The two of them each performed their own swordsmanship, but it was Wanjun's swordsmanship versus the god-killing swordsmanship. Wan Jun's sword technique is powerful and heavy, and the moves are simple but have the potential to open the world; the sword technique of killing the god is very powerful, and the moves are ruthless, and it seems to be excessive, but in fact, the sword is murderous, and every step is a camp.

The swords of the two belong to the heavy sword, and unlike the Divine Dragon Slash, the Killing Sword is a passive sword, and only when it is fighting, it can gradually stimulate the killing intent in it to exert its true power.

As the two of them came and went, after more than 30 moves, He Zhennan always pressed the man in black to fight, but he couldn't take advantage of it. But with the gradual awakening of the Killing God Sword, He Zhennan only felt the oppression of killing intent, and the danger was everywhere, and he gradually lost his advantage, and the two began a long battle of equal strength.

He Zhennan's offensive was ferocious, but the man in black was on guard, this attack and defense, full of moves, dazzling. He Zhennan made a move of spring thunder, and Wan Jun's sword turned alone from his palm, dancing with the movements of He Zhennan's limbs, forming a scene of sword blades all over his body.

The man in black was forced to take two steps back before he made a long move and drove straight in, accurately judging the gap between Wan Jun's sword and his body, and stabbed into it with a sword, forcing He Zhennan to turn around and withdraw the flying sword.

The man in black turned defense into attack, and swept thousands of troops with another move, He Zhennan jumped up and dodged the sword blade, and under the moonlight, suddenly there was an extra figure of He Zhennan on the left and right, and each evolved a different sword technique. The eyes of the man in black also became interesting: "Tiangang Sword Technique!"

Seeing that the two shadows were in harmony with each other, He Zhennan raised the sword to his chest, and the qi around his body was surging, and the man in black also gathered his qi on the sword, and suddenly the leaves under his feet flew one after another.

The four eyes are facing each other, but it is a pleasure that has not been seen for a long time.

He Zhennan hit the top with a move of nine thunders, and hit the black-clothed man's sword-killing sword heavily, and the eight afterimages that suddenly appeared behind him entered He Zhennan's body one by one, and after the afterimages dispersed, the black-clothed man only felt that his head was sinking, which was the momentum of He Zhennan's strength soaring.

The man in black's arm sank, and he was busy resisting, but he gradually felt struggling. He Zhennan said coldly: "Do you still want to hide it?"

The man in black looked at him like a torch: "This god-killing sword technique also has a trick to break the enemy, it is called Jizo Returning to the Sky!"

The situation is changing rapidly, the man in black, the aura around his body is intensifying, He Zhennan only felt that the murderous aura of the Killing God Sword was even worse, the man in black raised his arm upwards and struggled, and He Zhennan could only turn back again.

After landing on the ground, He Zhennan exclaimed: "This move is worthy of the reputation of this sword." ”

The man in black clenched his grip on the Killing God Sword and replied: "Originally, I just heard that Tiangang swordsmanship was one person for a while, but today, it really lives up to its reputation." ”

He Zhennan's face sank: "You only took the trick I just made, and you said that my Tiangang sword method is worthy of its name, isn't it a bit prevaricating?"

The man in black knew that He Zhennan would never give up without distinguishing between winners and losers, and this question, I was afraid that he would have to do it again, so he said: "It seems that Master He has no confidence in his swordsmanship, but he is very optimistic about it." ”

He Zhennan raised his sword and pointed at the man in black: "He Mou has always sought truth from facts, he doesn't dare to compete with the masters and disdain to use force with juniors, if he really encounters a half-catty and eighty-tael, but he also has to see what is going on!"