Chapter 66: Martial Arts Conference 6

The moon was in the sky, the breeze was gusting, and Ryu Yamazaki in the ring was still the same sick name, and he didn't seem to care about anything. At the foot was a corpse with a two-point corpse. All this constitutes a rather beautiful blood-colored painting, which is a cruel beauty。。。。。

"Master," Elder Kongtong asked in a low voice, "Do you see anything?"

Master Lingtong shook his head slightly, "The poor monk is lonely and unheard, and I haven't seen it." ”

Yan Ying, the head of the Hengshan faction on the side, was well-informed, and said with some uncertainty at the moment, "It seems to be a Japanese sword drawing technique, right?"

"The sword drawing technique is indeed somewhat similar" Murong Qing, the head of the Tianshan faction, had also heard of it, "The sword drawing technique itself does not have any moves at all, but only pursues the ultimate in strength and speed, the sword is in the sheath, swinging and receiving, life and death are instantaneous." ”

"Not necessarily... Yue Songting said thoughtfully

"How?"

"I don't know, I just don't think it's going to be that simple" Yue Songting shook his head.

"Let's let the old man come and meet you," an old voice sounded in the crowd

Immediately afterwards, an old man in a black shirt stepped into the ring, his face was wrinkled and furrowed, his hair was covered with a shawl, and his right hand held a thick sword that was somewhat wide. There was someone in the field who knew the old man, and it was the Taishan Sect Elder Tianguang Daoist. Although the Taishan faction is not as good as the four sects and the seven sects, it is also famous in Shandong. In this martial arts conference, although the head of the Taishan faction, the head of the Tianmen Dao, did not come, the status of the Tianguang Dao people in the gate was also weighty enough.

"Good!"

"Give him some color and see!"

The audience applauded again.

Although Kong Xing lost, after all, Kong Xing was young, and in terms of strength, the Tianguang Dao people were far superior to him, and the martial arts heroes naturally increased their confidence.

"Ryuya Yamazaki"

"Poor road skylight. ”

After briefly introducing their names, the two of them stood still.

Just now, Kong Xing took the initiative to make a move, wanting to take the lead, but this day the people of Guangdao were obviously different. I saw that the long sword in his right hand was raised, pointing directly at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was open and closed, his lips moved slightly as if he was thinking something, and the five fingers of his left hand were linked, as if he was pinching something.

"How is Dai Zong?" muttered Master Huizhen.

"En," Xuanxu Dao Chang nodded, "I don't know how Tianguang Dao Chang's move Dai Sect has reached now." ”

How can Dai Zong be regarded as the only divine skill among the many martial arts of the Taishan Sect. Strictly speaking, it is no longer considered martial arts, but more like a method of counting numbers. There is no supporting internal strength, but it is all based on complicated calculations, and then a sword is cut out, and everything is missed. All the beginner disciples in the Taishan faction, the first martial arts to learn is how this Dai sect is, but since the creation of the Taishan faction, it seems that only the patriarch of the sect, Dongling Daoren, has practiced, not to mention the practice, it seems that it is very difficult to get started. I didn't expect that this day Guangdao people would dare to use this trick to fight the enemy at this moment, no wonder they had the confidence to come to the stage to face the battle.

"Don't you make a move?" asked Yamazaki Ryuya coldly.

“。。。。 Tianguang Dao didn't answer, and still read the words.

Yamazaki Ryu also seemed to be a little annoyed, holding the scabbard in his hand and the hilt of the sword in his right hand, as if he was about to make a move in the next second.

The Tianguang Daoist on the stage opened his eyes suddenly, and then the long sword raised high slashed out, it seemed that there was still a distance of two feet away from Yamazaki Ryuya, it seemed that it couldn't hit Nagasaki Ryuya, right? The onlookers were a little puzzled, but they didn't expect that in the next moment, Yamazaki Ryu also lunged forward and appeared under the sword of the Tianguang Daoist!

The people of Tianguang Dao actually calculated the timing and action of Yamazaki Ryuya's move!

Good skills, good cultivation, good moves!

"Ahh

Ping!

With a crisp sound, the two swords intersected.

"Starry Kendo - Shooting Star"

When

The broken sword falls to the ground

Yamazaki Ryu also still maintained a lunge posture, and the long sword in his hand pierced the heart of the Tianguang Dao people.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Tianguang Daoren, and it was spraying on Yamazaki Ryuya's face, and then his left hand covered the wound in his heart, as if he was going to say something.

"Bang"

Dead bodies fall to the ground. The Tianguang Dao people still didn't say it after all.

Yamazaki Ryu also seemed to understand what the Tianguang Dao people were going to say, and a cold voice sounded, "The swordsmanship is very good, but your sword is not sharp enough." ”

The long sword is back in the sheath, and Yamazaki Ryu has one more game left.

There was an uproar in the audience

"Despicable!"

"What kind of hero is he who takes advantage of weapons?"

A short man shouted the loudest: "If you have the ability, you put down the sword and fight!"

Although everyone said this, they obviously lacked confidence.

"What?" Yamazaki Ryuya looked around, his eyes puzzled, "Aren't you Central Plains people allowed to use weapons in martial arts?"

In a word, the people who asked were speechless.

After all, the truth is on Yamazaki Ryuya's side, and people are right.

What do the rivers and lakes rely on in the competition? What they rely on is weapons. Weapons actually encompass a wide range of moves, internal forces, martial arts, weapons, and even outnumbered helpers. There are some "Seven Monsters in the South of the Yangtze River" and "Three Eagles in the North" on the rivers and lakes, every time they fight with people, there are always several people together, and there are also words "for one person, we brothers and a few brothers together, thousands of troops and horses, and our brothers are still together" This is to put it bluntly, it is to fight more and less, don't be cheeky.

Besides, you can't blame him for the sharpness of Yamazaki Ryuya's sword, you can't stop people from using good weapons, right?

The art of war is cloudy: one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Now that the two fights have passed, two corpses have fallen on the stage. Although Kong Xing is nothing, everyone has heard of the martial arts of Tianguang Dao people, but now, 。。。。。 Everyone knows nothing except that Yamazaki Ryuya's swordsmanship is fast and his weapons are sharp (Yamazaki Ryuya uses Japanese when he pronounces the name of the move, so no one understands it). Besides, they claimed that their martial arts would not surpass that of the Tianguang Dao Master, and no one dared to challenge them on the stage for a while, and their eyes gradually looked at the leaders of the three sects and seven sects on the steps.

"Mrs. Are you sure?" Master Lingtong looked at Master Huizhen.

Master Hui Zhen's tone was indifferent: "Poor nuns do their best. ”

"Or ... Yue Songting muttered, "Let the Dongfang Sect Master try?"

"This... Several people looked at Dongfang Yu, the master of the Demon Sword Sect, who had been silent.

Dongfang Yu is not very old, only twenty-eight or nine, less than thirty. Even if he is the younger generation of everyone, no one present dares to underestimate him, the power of the magic knife is written in blood!

Dongfang Yu's handsome face was expressionless, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I don't need a magic knife, I'm not sure." ”

。。。。。。

"I can't wait any longer," Master Hui Zhen said with a solemn expression, "If you wait any longer, the momentum of the Central Plains martial arts will be gone." In this martial arts conference, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, Poor Ni should come forward at this time!"

After speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, he kicked his feet, a distance of a few feet, pierced his eyes, and stood on the ring.

Two corpses, two standing figures, the picture is frozen at this moment.