Chapter 102: Antisocial personalities usually have self-destructive tendencies
When Jiang Ba walked up to the sword platform, Tie Muyi had already stood up, and he stood the iron sword beside him.
Jiang Ba looked at him and untied the sword from his back.
Dugu's gaze moved from Jiang Ba's body to Tie Muyi's body.
"In a few years, he might be able to fight me. He whispered.
I don't know if this was said to Li Si or to himself.
On the sword platform, the confrontation between Tie Muyi and the foreign swordsman attracted the attention of many people, especially when the giant sword behind Jiang Tu fell to the ground with a loud sound, almost everyone present looked over.
"Tie Muyi. Tie Muyi reported his name and raised his sword in front of him.
Jiang pulled his neck, grinned, and said in a stiff Chinese language.
"Yue Guo, Xinjiang pull. ”
Tie Muyi nodded faintly, but the moment his head was lowered, Jiang Ba had already pulled out the giant sword beside him and rushed in front of him.
The greatsword fell with a bang at an incredible speed.
Li Si was stunned for a moment, and the onlookers were also startled, and Tie Muyi didn't react.
By the time he reacted and held the iron sword in front of him, the greatsword was almost on the tip of his nose.
"When!!"
The two swords collided together, and a heavy clangling roar swept away, echoing between the mountain tops, waking everyone up.
On the stage, Tie Muyi dangerously held the giant sword that had been drawn from Xinjiang, looked at the blade in front of him, and frowned.
Jiang Ba's strength is very great, in terms of strength alone, even greater than him, coupled with this unexpected sword, it almost made him directly become a ghost under the sword, but fortunately at the last moment he barely used his skill to hold this sword.
In front of Tie Muyi, the smile on Jiang Ba's face deepened, and he continued to speak in Chinese.
"You're good, you're good. ”
As he spoke, he didn't stop for a moment, raised the giant sword in his hand again, and slashed at Tie Muyi again without the slightest reservation.
Tie Muyi was in a hurry, so he had to raise his sword to meet him.
"Dangdangdang······" Between a few breaths, a series of loud noises dispersed with strands of cold wind, shaking the ears of those nearby.
Jiang Draw's sword was very fast, leaving no room for anything, and it slashed at Tie Muyi's sword one after another like a storm.
In contrast, Tie Muyi is like a small boat in a rainstorm, struggling to support between the huge waves, and may be swallowed up at any time.
At this time, the people watching the battle had already seen the problem, Jiang Ba was not competing with swords at all, he wanted to kill Tie Muyi.
The Sword Alliance of the World has not stipulated that you can't kill people, after all, the sword has no eyes, and there will always be a time when you are biased.
But it was the first time they had seen such a murderous person.
In the crowd, there seemed to be some people who couldn't hold back and wanted to step forward to stop it, because whether it was the first attack or the key move, it was not the behavior that should be in a competition.
But then, Jiang Pull's sword made everyone silent.
It was a stagnant wind, and as soon as Tie Muyi blocked the first sword drawn by Jiang Xuan, the second sword was already raised in front of him.
Then in an instant, the internal qi on the sword platform first paused, and then surged violently, and a surging aura rose into the sky, as if a shocking beast had been born.
The human-tall giant sword stood upright in the sky, the chains locked on the hilt trembling, making a heart-palpitating sound, as if a fierce beast was roaring, ready to choose a person to devour.
Under the sword, the nine-foot man held the fierce sword in his hand, with a hideous smile on his face, his eyes were slightly red, and the fiery true qi poured out from his body, condensing the cold qi around him into a white mist, surrounding his body.
"Roar. The big man let out a low roar and exhaled a puff of white smoke from his mouth.
Then, he stepped out of the fog, and the giant sword in his hand also fell.
No one knew how heavy the sword weighed before it fell, only that it dragged the mist, tore away the mountain wind, and rolled up everyone's robes.
Tie Muyi didn't take the sword hard, because he felt that he couldn't catch it, so he withdrew a little to the side, but he only had time to withdraw a little, and the sword had already fallen, grazing the corner of his clothes on the ground.
"Bang !!" was like a mountain shaking, and the debris under the sword was splashing, and the swordsmen sitting on the top of the mountain couldn't help but hold on to the ground with their hands.
The wind and smoke rolled and tumbled in that platform for a long time, until the wind and smoke dissipated, and people saw the appearance of the sword platform clearly, and then, everyone gasped.
At this time, the originally intact sword platform had been split in half, and the big man called Jiang Ba stood in the center of the sword platform, and the sword in his hand was completely submerged in the sword platform.
The fur coat on his body was stretched into rags by the rising muscles, and his already huge body was enlarged, looking like a giant beast in human form.
He smiled, glanced at Tie Muyi, who had dodged the sword, and said slowly.
"See, that's how the sword splits. ”
Obviously, he was still a little dissatisfied with Tie Muyi's previous sword that split Shanyang.
Since it is a sword used to split, it should be more decisive, with the momentum of opening mountains and cracking stones, and the heart of not dying.
"Ahem. Tie Muyi coughed, leaving a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and retreated a few steps back before raising his sword again and looking at Jiang Ba solemnly.
The sword just now, just the aftermath caused him to suffer a lot of internal injuries, if he was really struck, he should not be able to stand now.
Who is this man?
It's not just Tie Muyi who thinks like this, everyone under the sword platform thinks like this.
Frontier.
Has anyone heard of the name, no.
But judging from the sword just now, his martial arts and swordsmanship have definitely surpassed the average famous master, and even approached the top masters on the rivers and lakes.
On the first sword platform, Dugu no longer put his hand on the hilt of the sword in his arms.
In the crowd, the confused Taoist also opened his sleepy and hazy eyes, looked at Jiang Ba on the stage, and muttered to himself.
"It seems that this time the trouble is really big. ”
"Who the hell are you. On the sword platform, Tie Muyi took a breath and asked in a deep voice, "What are you going to do here?"
"Who am I?" Jiang Ba pulled his mouth and smiled, pulled out the giant sword from the rubble of the sword platform and said, "I have told this before, my name is Jiang Ba." ”
"As for what I'm here for. Jiang Ba smiled, looked at all the swordsmen in the circle, and grinned the corners of his mouth, revealing his white teeth.
"It's simple, I'm going to kill you, or be killed by you. ”