Legend of Swordsman Chapter 29: Not worth it!
"Shui Hanxin, if you continue this way, you baby disciple will lose." Bai Chong smiled and said.
"The battle between the two of them is still going on. The little guy named Jian Wushuang just took advantage of his sword skills, but now he said that my disciples would lose, too early, right?" Shui Han smiled lightly. , Still a detached gesture.
"Keep watching." Bai Chong raised his eyebrows and didn't say much.
On the ring, the sword light flickers and is extremely eye-catching.
Jianmeng has successively exhibited several first-class swordsmanships in the sword pavilion, and the might displayed may not be strong, but Jian Wushuang easily resolved these swords, not to mention, but also to the other way. The stronger swordplay is returned.
The gap between swordsmanship is too great. Although Jianmeng has an absolute advantage in the outbreak of spiritual power, he has no strength at the moment, but it is difficult to exert it at this moment, and the flame is completely suppressed by the sword Wushuang.
"Two months ago, you said that I and you are two people from different worlds, and there is an insurmountable gap between you and you!"
"You look down on me. I see it in your eyes, but it's just a waste that cannot be condensed by spiritual power, a poor worm!"
"Just before the start of the battle, you also said that in this battle, I will desperately rely on absolute strength!"
"Speaking so rhetorically, there is no such thing in your eyes, but now, Jianmeng, is your strength only to this extent?"
"Take out your strongest strength, otherwise ... depending on your current strength, you will not even be able to make me look straight!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes looked like electricity, staring at Jianmeng, who was so embarrassed by his swordsmanship. The cold words spit out of his mouth and echoed throughout the school field, and the whole school field was roaring for a while.
Jian Menger's silver teeth clenched, but he couldn't help looking at Shui Hanxin on the stand. The latter noticed Jian Menger's gaze and nodded slightly towards her. This nodded, Jian Menger's heart was immediately clear.
"Jian Wushuang, I know that your kendo talent is unparalleled in the world, and I never thought of competing with you in swordplay, but today, I will let you know how big the world is, and you ... you are optimistic. "Jianmeng'er screamed softly, the voice dropped, and a burst of righteousness burst out from her. Jianmenger held the sword in one hand, Jian Fengyao pointed at the sword unparalleled, followed by a mighty torrent The terrible sword intention spreads slowly.
This sword is very strong and magnificent.
"This is ..." Bai Chong, who was always smiling on the stands, suddenly moved his look, and there was a shock in his eyes.
"Daqian Sword Art, Daqian Sword Art, one of the four ultimate sword arts of Tianyuan Jianzong." Bai Chong looked gloomy, looked at Shui Hanxin, and coldly hummed, "Shui Hanxin, you gave Daqian Sword Art all to her?" "
"Menger is my disciple. Why should I give her this sword art?" Shui Hanxin sneered.
Daqian Sword Art, as one of the four ultimate sword arts of the Tianyuan Sect of Sect, is definitely the most advanced super-class sword art. I do n’t know how many times it is stronger than the so-called eighteen first-class sword arts of Jiange.
It is because Jianmeng practiced Daqian Swordsmanship, and the spiritual strength was much higher than Jianshou Sword, so from the beginning to the end Shui Hanxin had absolute confidence in Jianmeng.
"It turned out to be Daqian Sword Art? There is no suspense in this battle." Situ Qingyue aside said with emotion.
"It won, the sword Menger won. Her spiritual strength is better than Jian Wushuang, and she has such top-class sword skills. Jian Wushuang wants to win her, completely Impossible! "Ye Xiu also said.
"Winning!"
"That little guy named Jian Wushuang, is going to lose!"
A sighing sound from the stands.
"Okay, Menger, that's good." At that moment, Jian Lan was holding her hands in excitement, watching a big man next to him personally uttering the words of this battle against Jian Menger. Ecstatic colors.
Only Bai Chong, staring coldly at Shui Hanxin, said lowly: "Although Jianmeng is your disciple, after all, he hasn't really gone to Tianyuan Jianzong, nor has he entered the ritual. Teach Daqian swordplay? Yes, you are the elder of Tianyuan Jianzong, and some privileges are normal, but ... want to win by Daqian swordplay alone? I do n’t think so? ”
"Oh?" Shui Han glanced at Bai Chong in surprise, looking strange.
Jiangmeng's swordsmanship has been exhibited. Is there any suspense in this duel?
On the battlefield, the breath of Jianmeng's body at this moment has reached the extreme. The vast and magnificent sword intention has reached an extremely amazing level. Such a terrible sword intention indicates that Jianmenger is about to The power of this sword will be astonishing.
"Good swordsmanship, this sword Menger is still carrying such swordsmanship?" Jian Wushuang is also very dignified at this moment. "This swordsmanship is so vigorous and righteous, not my swordsmanship swordsmanship. She gave it to her. "
"Very good, that's a little interesting." Jian Wu's eyes were hot.
"Jian Wushuang, pick me up, remember, this trick is called Jianhe!" Jian Menger's voice was cold.
"Jianhe?" Jian Wushuang's eyes were fiery, and deep inside, a huge war will rise instantly, "Come on, let this sword win!"
"I won't let you down."
The magnificent righteousness of Jianmeng's body has condensed to the extreme, and at this moment, she held the three-killer sword at the same time, then the long sword was raised high, and the world changed color for a while, and the surroundings were momentarily silent Came down.
"Fail!"
The long sword in Jianmeng's hands finally broke at this moment.
Wow!
A dazzling sword light burst out in no time, directly cutting through the air, and at first glance it seemed as if an extremely gorgeous sword river had been left in the void.
Gorgeous and beautiful!
Anyone who sees this sword river is really intoxicated.
However, when this sword river Chaojian Wushuang came in, the latter suddenly closed his eyes. At this moment, Jian Wushuang's mind suddenly appeared many pictures. These pictures are his Four years together with Jianmeng.
"I once dreamed that I could be with you forever, and even become a biological child!"
"Before, you were my favorite person in my life!"
"I used to give you everything, including life!"
"But now, all these illusions have disappeared."
"The next sword is a sword that decides victory or defeat, but also a sword that completely cuts off the grudge between you and me. At the same time, I will also use this sword to tell you ..."
Jian Wushuang's eyes opened sharply, and the cold voice sounded through the sky.
"There are many people who are qualified to look down on me in this world, but you ... are not worthy!"
Oh!
The cold sword lights up.
Unknown swordsmanship, first style, blood shadow!