I Have Countless Legendary Swords! Chapter 64: What is the master of kendo?
Seeing that the Bei Zhou Fengjian was about to fall onto the stone platform, he turned his body upside down, slapped his right palm downwards, the palm of the wind hit the ground, and the force of the counter shock lifted him.
He kicked his feet quickly, producing an air burst, and he jumped up and slammed to the top floor again.
At the same time, battles have broken out on the second and third floors.
The swordsmen searched for their opponents, and the atmosphere of the swordsman reached its climax in an instant.
The sword light was shining, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, shaking the frame of the ten-story iron tower.
Zhou Xuanji stood on the top floor, holding the Thunder God Sword and the Killing Pig Sword, and he couldn't reach the top if he fought the Northern Zhou Feng Sword.
The North Zhou Fengjian leaped back and forth between the top and the ninth floor. He held the sword in his right hand and the iron rod in his left, like a monkey, extremely agile.
He kept moving under the top iron plate, jumping from different directions, but unfortunately all was blocked by Zhou Xuanji.
In the eyes of millions of people, Zhou Xuanji is so eye-catching.
He holds two swords in his hand, as if performing a sword dance alone, his movements are chic, like a white crane dancing, sometimes there is the sound of flute echoing.
Compared with him, the Northern Zhou Feng Sword was completely inferior, at least in terms of the degree of appreciation of swordsmanship, it was not as good as Zhou Xuanji.
Xie Wuyou frowned, the elder Xie Zong and the deacon beside him all stared with a **** of a ghost expression on their faces.
"Sword Intent...Is it our Xie Zong's 36-way Yuxiao sword?"
Xie Wuyou asked in a low voice to the elder next to him.
Profound grade high-level swordsmanship, he naturally has an impression.
But he doesn't know the 36-way Yuxiao sword.
The elder nodded sluggishly, and muttered: "Yes...it is the thirty-six road jade flute sword...sword intent...really sword intent..."
His favorite is the Thirty-Six Road Yuxiao Sword.
But no one has practiced his sword intent so far.
At this moment, he had an indescribable reverence for Zhou Xuanji.
Thirty-six Way Yuxiao Sword is an extremely elegant sword technique. There are 36 variations and it is impossible to guard against.
Zhou Xuanji switched back and forth between the White Crane Sword Technique and the Thirty-Six Road Yuxiao Sword, always maintaining the state of sword intent.
Compared with all the swordsmen below, he looks so unique.
Without mentioning spiritual power, even in terms of posture, even Zhao Congjian is incomparable.
Xiao Jiang Xue sees stars in her eyes in the crowd, not only her, but also the emperor lotus heart.
Although Zhou Xuan's body is small, it is so tall when he dances his sword, and he sighs sincerely when he sees it.
Sword Master!
The so-called master is like this.
Without words, it can be shown in battle.
Zhou Xuanji not only showed it, but also showed it vividly.
"Zhou Jianshen... is worthy of the name..."
"The two sword intents can be switched freely, without stagnation...too strong!"
"No wonder the Sword Emperor Da Zhou regarded him as his opponent, without mentioning his cultivation. This is the first time I have seen this kind of kendo skills alone."
"This is the real master of kendo!"
"The Northern Zhou Fengjian is too weak, right? Look at Zhou Jianshen, this is the style of sword repair!"
Millions of people were talking excitedly, with great momentum, but they couldn't hide the sound of swords.
Watching Zhou Xuanji dance solo on the top floor, who dares to say that Zhou Xuanji is famous?
General Xia Houjin also sighed.
"What a sword **** of Zhou, this son is afraid to enter the Great Zhou Xiongying list after discussing the sword."
Regarding his evaluation, the surrounding generals did not refute it.
They also admire it very much.
At the same time.
There is a yellow-clothed teenager standing on tiptoe in the crowd. He has beautiful eyebrows and a pretty female face.
is the princess Xuanya of Tao Yan's body!
At the beginning, she was caught by Zhuang Huisheng in Yunyan City. If Zhou Xuanji had not counterattacked and killed the powerful enemy, she would have fallen into the hands of the Yaozu.
But she still bears grudges, who told Zhou Xuanji not to catch her?
almost made her fall to death.
Hearing that Zhou Jianshen was going to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference, she slipped out of the palace again, disguised and came to watch the battle.
She originally hated Zhou Xuanji's teeth, but at this moment, Zhou Xuanji was impressed.
She screamed for Zhou Xuanji: "Zhou Jianshen! Beat him down!"
When everyone was amazed by Zhou Xuanji, Bei Zhou Fengjian was uncomfortable.
He roared in his heart: "Damn it! Why can this guy continue to display his sword intent? Switching his sword intent... motherly!"
"I did it with you!"
He suddenly exploded into a terrifying aura and jumped from behind Zhou Xuanji.
Zhou Xuanji seemed to have eyes behind his back, and his swords slashed away at once. The figure was like loose, not awkward, but had a different kind of beauty.
Northern Zhou Fengjian burst out of killing intent in his eyes, holding the sword in both hands, the blade was wrapped around the strong wind, and the sword was cut down.
With this sword, he used his spiritual power and his arms bulged.
The cold light of the blade is like the sun shining in the sky.
Many people's eyes were squinted, including Zhou Xuanji.
锵——
The two swords struck each other, and the Thunder God Sword was knocked out. Zhou Xuanji felt a sharp pain in the mouth of the tiger, and his body fell backward subconsciously.
The scene of made everyone nervous.
Xiao Jiang Xue even covered her mouth with her hands, her throat raised her heart.
Northern Zhou Fengjian grinned, no matter how wonderful your swordsmanship is, the spiritual power is too weak after all!
saw Zhou Xuanji about to fall.
His toes suddenly hooked on the iron frame below the top floor, and the Chilong Sword appeared behind him out of thin air, pushing up against him.
Millions of people stared with eyes wide open.
What kind of swordsmanship is this?
Is the sword refined?
Zhou Xuanji came to the top again~ IndoMTL.com~ One foot of Bei Zhou Fengjian also stepped onto the top.
Between the electric light and flint, an invisible sword appeared next to Zhou Xuan's body.
Only he can see.
With a move of his mind, the invisible sword directly used the magic trick of Baili Feijian.
puff once!
Bei Zhou Fengjian’s chest was pierced, and blood splashed out.
His eyes widened and his face was full of amazement.
What's the matter?
His body fell backwards, Zhou Xuanji was getting farther and higher in his eyes.
Zhou Xuanji stood on the top floor, his eyes drooping, staring at him, his eyes were extremely indifferent, as if he was looking at an ant.
Bei Zhou Fengjian's eyes instantly turned red, and his anger surged on the ground.
"No! I won't just fail like this!"
He roared in his heart. Even if he was seriously injured, he mobilized his spiritual power and prepared to kill.
Zhou Xuanji suddenly threw out the Thunder God Sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the North Zhou Fengjian, the blade rotated at high speed, and lightning intertwined.
boom!
The Thunder Sword turned into a huge thunder that shook the sky directly.
How fast is the lightning!
The descending Bei Zhou Fengjian had no time to escape.
In the eyes of millions of people, the thunder struck the Northern Zhou Fengjian and smashed it all the way down, because the iron tower below was wider, causing the iron frames to be broken, scaring the nearby sword critics almost dispersing. .
is another earth-shattering roar.
Thunder landing!
The wind sword of the Northern Zhou Dynasty smashed through the stone surface, the dust was flying, the burnt smoke filled, and his life or death was uncertain.
At this point, the Northern Zhou Fengjian is eliminated!
millions of people fell into a brief silence.
Zhou Xuanji proudly stands on the top of the iron tower, holding a pig-killing sword in his right hand, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally below, fluttering in black, domineering, under the sky!