The Legend Of Swordsman
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One of those lights is magnificent. The others were cold and dazzling, also fleeting.
The two sword lights were extremely powerful but very different.
If one were to describe the Jian Meng'er Sword River as a colossal giant, capable of defeating anything in the world, then Jian Wushuang's sword light was akin to an omnipresent assassin, hiding in the void like a Murder King.
Giant giants have the ability to defeat the world. As an assassin and a Killing King, was there a need for him to compete with her? There is naturally no hope.
Swish!
A fleeting sword light reappeared, passing through the long and beautiful currents of the Jian Meng'er Sword River and appearing in front of him. Even before he could react, a sword light swept across his wrist.
Blood splattered and the Three-falling Killer Sword fell to the ground.
Jian Wushuang was already in front of Jian Meng'er, the Long Sword in his hand pointed to his throat, stopping less than half a centimeter from his skin. So close that she shivered from the coldness of the steel, her beautiful face finally turned pale for the first time.
Time seems to stop.
Everyone stared at the scene that was happening in the arena in disbelief.
"W-Did he really beat her?"
"Jian Meng'er is gone!"
"Yes God!"
A rumbling commotion swept across the Drill Ground as everyone exclaimed loudly.
Above the stands …
"No way!" Shui Hanxin was the first to stand up. He was so sure of his student's victory. Change the expression on his face.
"How is that possible?" Jian Lan was completely stunned. He couldn't believe what had just happened.
"Jian Meng'er, who used the Boundless Heaven Sword Art was defeated. "The famous experts in the stands exchanged glances. They could see their shock reflected in each other's eyes.
Previously, they all thought Jian Meng'er would win. There was no tension in the confrontation, but the result was a slap in their face.
“Anonymous Sword Arts! Jian Wushuang used Anonymous Sword Arts! "Jian Xinhong's eyes brightened.
"Anonymous Sword Arts?" Everyone looked at him.
"It was the supreme Sword Art of our Sword Marquis Mansion. Only Masters were qualified to understand it and only the three Sword Pavilion Masters truly understood it. I don't think this kid will be able to understand it. His father must have taught him, ” Jian Xinhong said excitedly. "It must be his father who taught him," Jian Xinhong said excitedly.
No wonder he was so excited. After all, Anonymous Sword Art was so advanced that it was incredible for anyone to be able to understand it.
“What Anonymous Sword Arts? Is it even comparable to our Tianyuan Sword Sect's Boundless Heaven's Volition Sword Arts? ”Ask Shui Hanxin, his expression turned cold.
"Shui Hanxin, you don't know about this. Even if your Boundless Heaven Sword Art Sect Tianyuan Sword Sect is great, that doesn't mean there are only a few Sword Arts that can rival it. Take the Anonymous Sword Arts as an example. It was stronger than the Boundless Heaven Sword Art. '' Bai Chong sneered, looking at Shui Hanxin. "If you've never heard of the Anonymous Sword Arts, I'm sure you know it as the Formless Sword Arts. ”
"Shaped Sword Arts? The best Sword Arts in the world, the Unshaped Sword Arts? ”Shui Hanxin surprised. "You're saying what Jian Wushuang is pointing out is a Formless Sword Art?"
"It's a fine . "The corner of Bai Chong's mouth lifted and he nodded. “The famous Untangible Sword Art contains nine different moves. The scary ones were the last three, but they had long since disappeared. The middle three were rare and precious. They are hard to come by even if your sect is willing to pay dearly. ”
"As far as I know, the first Sword Marquis Mansion Master, 200 years ago, paid a heavy price for the first three moves, which formed the Anonymous Sword Arts!"
"The one Jian Wushuang used was the First Step of the Shapeless Sword Art, Blood Shadow!"
"Shadows of Blood?"
Everyone could not help but recall the move that Jian Wushuang had shown in the arena.
The sword moved like a ghost, and when the Sword Edge fell there was a red flicker. It was like a red shadow, so the technique was named Blood Shadow.
“It's a scary technique. "The famous experts in the stands were all amazed.
"Shui Hanxin, your disciple lost this battle!" Bai Chong said.
Shui Hanxin's expression changed coldly.
Lose out!
He really lost the battle.
In the arena, Jian Wushuang's Long Sword remained near Jian Meng'er's neck. If he moved his palm a little closer, he could kill him all at once.
"Jian Wushuang, are you happy now? If you are still not satisfied, just kill me directly. "She smiled but it was a very tragic smile.
He stared at her for a moment without speaking before putting down his Long Sword. He leaned over to pick up the discarded sword on the ground and stroked the metal slowly.
"Three-Killer Sword. ”
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes when he saw him take out the Triple-kill Sword. When he raised his head to look at her, cold words echoed in his ears.
"Two months ago, I already said the Sword Pavilion will always belong to the Sword Pavilion. It will always belong to my father and me. Never dream of getting a piece! ”
"I'll kill anyone who tries to steal it. ”
"You are to blame for what happened today!"
"I'm to blame myself?" The stunned Jian Meng'er became a little whiter when he heard this. His smile was self-deprecating and his eyes were wet.
That time …
“You're just blaming yourself? That's a good phrase. ”
A majestic and exploding voice resounded throughout the Drill Ground unexpectedly. Everyone turned around and finally noticed the cold-faced young man beside Shui Hanxin.
The young man carried the Long Sword and always stood still beside Shui Hanxin. He had not spoken from the beginning, but his eyebrows were now raised. In two quick steps, he climbed into the arena and his voice echoed in the air.
"I'm Ye Mo from the Tianyuan Sword Sect. Do you dare to fight me? "
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