Duan Yu stared at it, since he broke through to the Innate Solid Pill realm, the essence of his internal strength, his eyesight and hearing had also become extremely good, and it could be said that this world had become clear.

On the coast of the East China Sea, on the five-colored sailing ship.

The purple-clothed marquis of the East China Sea and the mysterious white-clothed swordsman Kurokawa Dazang confronted each other, and time flowed like flowing water.

Half an hour later, before they could make a move, the more than 1,000 martial arts heroes who were watching the battle on the shore were not only depressed, but also even more confused.

It's frustrating that Kurokawa Dazang, who was finally able to see it with his own eyes for the first time, made a decisive battle, and maybe he can get some understanding from his wonderful sword moves, but he doesn't make a move, how can people not be depressed?

What I wonder is that Ziyi Hou and Kurokawa Dazang are both in vain? Under the gaze of everyone, they can't perform their so-called fame stunts.

"If Kurokawa Dazang is a wasted name, then the thirty-six leaders who have fought against him are all impatient with themselves, and then committed suicide in front of Kurokawa Dazang, and then let him draw many sword marks on the corpse?" someone couldn't help but sigh.

Duan Yu smiled lightly, and did not seem to be so impatient, since he stepped into the rivers and lakes, there were not many masters he had seen, and his vision was naturally very high.

The confrontation between the two seems calm and boring, but it is extremely steep and turbulent. Their eyes and their sense of each other's breath reached a terrifying point, and in the half hour of the confrontation, they actually had a fierce confrontation. "Duan Yu is a clear-eyed person. The clues have been seen.

The sun rose higher, and the golden sunlight shone over the vast expanse of the sea and the five-colored sailboats.

Suddenly. Kurokawa Dazang drew his sword, and there was a clear roar, like a dragon's groan.

He held the sword in both hands, maintaining a simple grip position, which was also the starting style of the sword used by their swordsmen.

The road is simpler, the simpler the thing, the less simple it is, Duan Yu estimated that Kurokawa Dazang was estimated to be uncountable on the number of times he practiced drawing his sword and starting hand.

The eyes of the purple-clothed marquis were even more fierce. The sea breeze blew his purple robe and long sideburns, which looked very elegant.

Suddenly. The sun shone on the snowy long sword, and Kurokawa Daizang turned the hilt to the side at a clever angle, and immediately reflected a dazzling golden light.

Although Ziyi Hou was on guard, he still didn't expect this angle to be so tricky. I felt that there was a golden light in front of him, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, he didn't use his hands to cover it, because his hands are used to fight with swords!

"Whew......"

The sound of the sharp sword blade breaking through the air was quite piercing, and the purple-clothed marquis relied on his keen hearing, listened to the wind and discerned the position, and dodged the sword sideways.

Kurokawa Dazang's stab missed, and he slashed out a sword very neatly, if he was killed. Shoulders and heads can't be saved.

Ziyi Hou didn't have time to open his eyes, and if he opened his eyes rashly at this time, he would be distracted. He had a lot of experience in actual combat, and immediately dodged the sword with his hearing.

Kurokawa Dazang understood that it was the sound of the sword blade breaking through the air, so that the purple-clothed Hou could dodge, if he slowed down the speed of the sword, he could not make the sound of breaking the sky, but the little opportunity he had just taken was gone.

He let out a strange scream. Holding the odd-shaped long sword in both hands, he slashed horizontally and vertically.

The purple-clothed marquis kept flying back, and in an instant, he reached the tail of the five-colored sailboat. The little princess and the servants dodged one after another, and the purple-clothed marquis had time to open his eyes.

Kurokawa Dazang had already attacked in front of him, and the sword light enveloped the three-zhang range in front of him, like a white light cage binding him.

"His sword qi can attack the range of three zhang, and it is indeed the innate realm of the real pill. It's just that his method of emitting sword qi is very special, and the sword qi is not as gorgeous as my sword qi, just a ball of white light, but it is even more weird. ”

Duan Yu had some doubts in his heart, "Could it be that he knows that he can't hit the enemy's sword moves, because he hasn't infused much internal force into the sword qi?"

At this time, the purple-clothed marquis had no way to retreat, he decisively pulled out the transparent soft sword between his belt, and under the reflection of the sun, it glowed with a strange brilliance like crystal.

The transparent soft sword glowed with colorful sword light, and Kurokawa Dazang continued to disassemble tricks with it, and the sonorous sound of the long sword fighting was endless.

"Good guy, the purple-clothed marquis is actually like me, he has a soft sword tied to his belt, but when he takes it out as a weapon like this, it is not as good as a hidden weapon like me, and it is more effective to pull it out and use it when it is unexpected. Duan Yu evaluated from an objective point of view.

The two of them seemed to be evenly matched, and their moves were extremely fast, the sword light had almost enveloped their figures, and coupled with the bright sunlight, the people watching the battle on the shore couldn't see how they made their moves at all.

I only feel that the sword qi is set against the sea breeze, and there is a tendency of wind and sea rain.

"Good swordsmanship, how about we make peace with each other?" Ziyi Hou seemed to have some scruples, so he said something like this first.

"How is that possible? The only way for a loser to die is to die. There is never a draw in a duel with me!" Kurokawa said in a deep voice.

"Toast and don't eat and drink, hmph, if you have the guts, you can chase after you!" The purple-clothed marquis was enraged, spun and stabbed out a transparent soft sword, broke through, and then flew like a swift on the sea, flying over a reef more than ten zhang away.

Kurokawa Dazang sneered, held the long sword, and also chased after the waves.

They stood on two rocks and fought.

The rise and fall of the tides, the crashing of the waves, and the swirling sword qi can be described as a rare scene on the coast of the East China Sea.

The atmosphere of slaughter spread.

The sword qi carved out many ravines in the waves on the sea, and then converged into a whirlpool.

After dismantling it for a while, Kurokawa suddenly turned around and walked on the waves.

Although the purple-clothed marquis felt that something was wrong, he still refused to give up this advantage and flew over to pursue.

Kurokawa Dazang stopped on a small reef, and immediately put his feet together, raised the long knife above his head with both hands, and pointed at the sky.

Then, with a hard step under your feet, the gravel splashed.

Kurokawa Dazang suddenly leapt into the sky in front of him, almost eight feet high.

The purple-clothed marquis has always been wise, frowning and thinking: "There is no other place to stay on this sea except for some reefs, he flies out like this, and then falls, if he does not land on the reef, then because of the weight of the fall, he will fall into the sea, unable to tread the waves." ”

Suddenly, Ziyi Hou had an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart, since he was successful in martial arts and became famous, there was no such sense of crisis, that was when he was still young, whenever he encountered a life and death crisis, he would have such a very accurate premonition.

Therefore, it is impossible for the Purple Yihou not to make efforts to think about the intention of the opponent's move.

Duan Yu saw this scene dozens of zhang away, he had seen the trick of "Yan Hui", and he also knew its weirdness.

But he never opened his mouth to remind Ziyihou for two reasons:

One is that he has no friendship with Ziyihou, so there is no need to remind him;

Second, this was a fair decisive battle, and the purple-clothed marquis had been drifting on the sea for many years, and he had already taken some geographical advantages.

If Duan Yuruo reminded him how to dodge now, wouldn't it make this battle very unfair?

And even if Duan Yu reminded him to pay attention to dodging quickly, but Kurokawa Dazang had already perfected the trick of "Yan Return", and Ziyi Hou only heard such a reminder, could he really hide?

The purple-clothed marquis's heart was racing, and he suddenly remembered that the five-colored sailboat was next to him, and his daughter was there.

"Is this going to leap over the five-colored sailboat and grab my daughter and threaten me? "The Marquis of Ziyi has always been chic and uninhibited, not stuck in things, but the only thing that can't be let go of in this life is his daughter little princess.

Thinking of this, the purple-clothed marquis immediately prepared to go to the five-colored sailboat in front of him on the left to ride the waves.

But at this time, the figure that Kurokawa Dazang originally flew out of was like a wild goose with an arrow, and fell back rapidly.

The purple-clothed marquis was shocked, cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and even he didn't see how Heichuan Dazang fell back, and his breath was already in front of him, with his back to him.

The purple-clothed marquis clearly saw that Xue Liang's long sword was stabbed out by Kurokawa Dazang's backhand, and he reacted extremely quickly, wrapping around the transparent soft sword like a poisonous snake to entangle Xue Liang's long sword.

His technique is not exquisite, if it is someone else's sword, he may be able to entangle and defuse a catastrophe, but this is a sword that Kurokawa Dazang stabbed with all his strength with the help of the momentum of falling from a high altitude, unless his martial arts are still a higher level to entangle it with a soft sword.

"Poof......

In the horrified gaze of the spectators, Xue Liang's long sword had pierced the heart of the purple-clothed marquis.

Kurokawa Dazang maintained the posture of the backhand stabbing sword, with his back to the purple-clothed marquis, standing like a statue.

He knew he had won, but without the joy of victory, he felt only a deeper loneliness.

It's a kind of kendo master, and it's lonely in the heights!

"Daddy!"

"Master Hou!"

The little princess and the maids and servants threw themselves on the stern of the five-colored galleon, shouting hoarsely.

"Daughter......" Ziyi Hou looked up at the little princess and said such a sentence with the last strength.

His gaze became dark, he was now not a purple-clothed marquis who roared like a king, but a loving father.

Kurokawa Dazang finally pulled out the snowy long sword from the heart of the Ziyi Hou, and the blood on the sword fell down the blood trough into the sea.

At the same time, blood rushed out of the purple-clothed marquis's heart, and he fell into the waves, obviously dying.

Kurokawa Dazang soon returned to the shore, he was still expressionless, and walked out step by step.

Duan Yu had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't step forward to say anything after all.

At first, the heroes were still shocked by his might, and involuntarily got out of the way, but after a while, I don't know who shouted indignantly: "Kill this guy and avenge the purple marquis and the thirty-six heads who died!"

"Get justice!" shouted someone else.

The martial arts heroes are always so blindly following the crowd, and everyone is the same, for this, in the battle of Juxianzhuang, Duan Yu has a deep understanding.

Seeing this change, Duan Yu felt that he couldn't stay out of it, so he performed Ling Bo micro-steps and quickly returned to the shore. (To be continued)