Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Dao Swordsman Must Present the Sword
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This time it's actually the same, if it weren't for the deliberate provocation of the surnamed Yang, he wouldn't have to give the other party a knife, although he is cruel, but sometimes he is also very principled.
But since the other party has to die, he can't help it.
According to his code of conduct, no one could threaten his life at that time, and even the strongest old butler would not be able to kill him.
There is no threat to life, and there is no need to temporarily compromise for any interests, so naturally act when it is time to act, and do not bow your head when you should be arrogant.
If you hurt someone, someone will inevitably stand up for you.
At this time, it was exactly what Jiang Cheng meant.
His strength has advanced greatly, and he just needs a whetstone, since he has done something that has no benefits, then naturally he also needs to find some compensation.
Someone is willing to come forward, which can be regarded as a benefit, and he is given a free sparring partner.
Although it is dangerous, it is not fatal.
Even if he loses to Lu Yunfeng, and the other party wants to take the opportunity to kill him in the battle, Quan Shenzhou will not sit idly by.
Take 10,000 steps back, if Quan Shenzhou really ignores it, he is also ready to take another way out of retreat.
It can be said that before Jiang Cheng does everything, he will analyze the interests clearly, take the variables into account, and try his best to make profits and occupy an advantage.
The wind at night, with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, fluttered in the garden and rippled around everyone.
Dark incense floats in the moon dusk.
It's a garden.
There's a big 'open area'.
The battle between Jiang Cheng and Lu Yunfeng took place here.
The swordsman must present the sword, not the poet Mo poetry.
is also a person in the rivers and lakes, and the most direct way to resolve disputes is naturally to fight.
Jiang Cheng actually had no certainty of victory in this battle.
Any battle is full of variables, not to mention a strong man whose strength is in the realm of the Great Perfection of the day after tomorrow, and has begun to refine internal organs and open acupuncture points.
"You shouldn't hurt anyone, today you have to pay the price of 'blood' for what you did. ā
Lu Yunfeng seems to like to disturb people's minds with words before fighting.
Jiang Cheng sneered, "So, only he is allowed to hurt me, and I am not allowed to hurt him?"
"Not bad. You hurt him, just to force me to attack you, do you think you are my opponent? Haven't you heard of my reputation as Lu Yunfeng?"
Lu Yunfeng's voice gradually became cold, as if a sword blade swept through a person's throat, making people feel suffocated.
He is very strong, and he also has that strong qualification, because he is quite famous among the younger generation, not much worse than Heyunliu.
"Fame is given by others, and it is also taken away by others, and I may be able to take away the fame you have accumulated today. ā
Jiang Cheng held the knife and smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth.
"Hubris. It's just looking for death!"
"Brother Liu, don't be polite to this kind of person, waste his limbs. ā
A group of eunuchs and eunuchs who watched the battle around were angry and scolded, that is, several female sons stared at Jiang Cheng with cold faces, thinking that Jiang Cheng was too arrogant, and the female sons surnamed Feng sneered even more, shaking their heads and seemed to sigh that Jiang Cheng was not self-sufficient.
"I don't know what to say!"
Facing Jiang Cheng's careless posture, Lu Yunfeng's heart also wrinkled with murderous intent, and the moment he spit out these four words, his eyes suddenly became as sharp as a needle.
Suddenly, the ground shook suddenly, but he did not rush directly, but walked towards Jiang Cheng step by step.
The atmosphere grew more solemn as he stepped on the ground.
Every step he took was like a tiger walking in the forest, and the momentum became more and more intense, and the wind gathered beside him, and the whole person's hair slowly lifted.
When he approached the range of ten steps in front of Jiang Cheng, his footsteps slipped, and the whole person swept towards Jiang Cheng like a swimming fish.
This is a step of leaping into the dragon gate, and the moment he steps out, the long sword in his hand is already out of the sheath.
The brilliance flashed, the autumn wind cut off, and the dark fragrance lingered.
This sword suddenly stabbed out from an incredible angle, stabbing directly at Jiang Cheng's Divine Que Acupoint.
This acupoint is located in the middle of the umbilical fossa, belonging to the Ren vein, if stabbed by this sword, it will inevitably hurt the intercostal nerves, vibrate the intestines, bladder, hurt qi and cause body failure.
This shot was really incredibly fast, and he recognized the acupoint's way, and the angle of the sword was even more tricky, and it was impossible to do it without five or six years of attainment in learning swords.
Obviously, he wanted to directly abolish Jiang Cheng with this move, that is, Jiang Cheng could resist it, and there would be more insidious and vicious sword moves in the future.
Jiang Cheng's eyes froze suddenly, his hand was always on the knife, he had already drawn the knife when the other party rushed over, and when the other party stabbed such a fierce sword, the knife in his hand was already out of the sheath.
The light of the sword flashed, like a slow and urgent, like a cold wind and white snow, like a giant eagle probing its claws, and suddenly swept towards the opponent's sword-holding wrist.
The method of flirting does not leave a trace, the enemy knife has not moved, and the femoral artery is attacked, and the wrist is searched for in return.
This flirtation, I really saw Jiang Cheng's sword skills, but he had an excellent talent for learning knives.
If Lu Yunfeng insists on fighting with him, then don't want to use his wrist.
Among them, it is dangerous, and the people around can see that Jiang Cheng's knife trick is really wonderful, and some people can't help but break out in cold sweat in their palms.
"Good. Yanmo's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw it.
Lu Yunfeng's eyes were cold at this time, his wrists were like snakes, and his whole body flashed like a wild monkey scurrying through a tree, sprinting closer, and the sword light turned not only to avoid Jiang Cheng's knife, but also to pierce Jiang Cheng's face.
Suddenly, the cold light hit the face, if this sword pierced the door, it was really a sword death.
Lu Yunfeng looks like a handsome son, and when he fights, he turns into Shura, and his tricks are terrible, and he is very vicious.
The battle had reached the point of life and death in an instant.
This is also the reason why life-and-death confrontations often end in a short period of time, because the battle in that kind of dangerous and abnormal spirit is absolutely tense, not an innate powerhouse, and the spirit of an acquired martial artist is definitely difficult to hold on for too long.
It's all about their willpower.
Whoever has a weak willpower and a trace of slackness will end up with blood splashing on the spot.
Jiang Cheng's willpower is absolutely strong, this sword pierced his face, if a timid person was suddenly frightened, his eyes and legs would be weak, and his thinking would suddenly dull for a moment.
However, Jiang Cheng's eyes were angry, and he took half a step back on his toes, and at the same time, his neck shrank, as if Wang Ba shrunk his body, and his legs shrank with him, and the whole person was shorter out of thin air.
You can clearly hear the crisp sound of the bones "clicking", but it is not broken, but Jiang Cheng is now refining the bones, and the bones can be adjusted to some large movements, such as some means of shrinking the bones, which is not difficult to use.
This shrinkage, but it was a coincidence that he avoided the sword from Lu Yunfeng.
The sword blade of the Sen Han brushed Jiang Cheng's scalp, and before he could cut down, Jiang Cheng's footsteps moved, and the whole person spun on the ground like a turtle that had shrunk into a shell.
The sword light turned with his waist and suddenly cut towards Lu Yunfeng's body.
Shrink back, dodge the sword, move and counterattack.
Jiang Cheng's reaction was not unpleasant, the sharp knife flashed, and the five-foot knife flashed, and it instantly shredded Lu Yunfeng's robe.