Legend of Swordsman Chapter 30: First in the world, Sword Art!

Two sword lights, one magnificent, form a gorgeous and beautiful sword river.

The other one is cold, dazzling, and fleeting.

Both sword lights are terrible, but very different.

If the sword river that Jian Menger casts out is equivalent to a giant of heaven and earth that has crushed all powers, then this icy sword light cast out by Jian Wushuang is like an omnipresent immersed in the void. Assassin, king of killing!

Although the giant of heaven and earth has the power to crush everything, can it be the king of killing, and the top assassin, is it necessary to compete with him directly? Of course not.

Oh!

The ephemeral Jianguang emerged again, bypassing the long and gorgeous Jianhe, and appeared directly in front of Jianmeng, so that Jianmeng had no time to react, and Jianguang had already Passing by his wrist.

A splash of blood splattered, alas, the three killing swords fell to the ground.

Jian Wushuang's figure has not appeared in front of Jian Menger, the sword sword in his hand pointed directly at Jian Menger's throat, but finally stopped at less than half a centimeter before Jian Menger's throat, so close The distance from the sword front made Jianmeng's heart tremble instantly, and her beautiful face became pale at this moment, no trace of blood.

Time seems to come to a complete standstill at this moment.

Everyone on the school ground widened their eyes and watched the scene on the platform incredibly.

"He, how did he win?"

"Sword Menger, defeat!"

"Oh oh oh oh !!!!!!"

The next moment, there was a roaring and exclaiming sound like a landslide and tsunami.

On the stands ...

"Impossible!" The calm and calm Shui Hanxin, who was full of confidence in Jianmeng, was the first to stand up, and the expression on his face was colorful at this moment.

"How is that possible?" Jian Lan froze completely, and he couldn't believe that everything in front of him was actually a fact.

"Failed, Jian Menger, who performed a thousand swordsmanship, was defeated?" The big men in the stands now looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

It should be noted that just now they all thought that Jian Menger had won. There was no suspense in this matchup, but the result gave everyone a loud slap.

"Unknown swordsmanship, the swordless swordsmanship is the swordless swordsmanship!" Jian Xinhong's eyes shot with a strong light.

"Unknown swordsmanship?" Everyone around him looked over.

"That is the supreme first swordsmanship of Jianhou Mansion. Only the lords of the sword pavilion have been qualified to comprehend it, and only three of the lords of the sword pavilion have been able to truly use this sword technique. The comprehension came out, did not expect this boy to have realized the unknown swordsmanship? It must be his father, yes, it must have been taught by his father. "Jian Xinhong was extremely excited.

No wonder he is so excited. After all, the unknown swordsmanship is too advanced. To understand this swordsmanship is an incredible thing.

"What nameless swordsmanship, is it comparable to the Daqian swordsmanship of my Tianyuan sword sect?" Shui Han's face was cold.

"Shui Hanxin, you are ignorant. Your Tianyuan Swordsman's Daqian swordsmanship is great, but it doesn't mean that no swordsmanship can surpass Daqian swordsmanship, like Jianhoufu's nameless swordsmanship. It ’s better than your Tianyuan Jianzong ’s Daqian swordsmanship. ”Bai Chong sneered and looked at Shui Hanxin.“ Do n’t believe it. If you have n’t heard of the nameless swordsmanship, then it ’s another name, virtual swordsmanship. Passed. "

"Virtual swordsmanship? The world's first virtual swordsmanship?" Shui Hanxin was taken aback. "You said that the sword Wushuang has just cast, is it virtual swordsmanship?"

"Yes." Bai Chong's mouth angled and nodded, "The famous virtual swordsmanship has nine types of swordsmanship. Among them, the strongest and most terrible latter three swordsmanship is said to have been lost, while the middle three swordsmanship is incomparable It ’s rare, it ’s so valuable, it ’s hard to get even if you Tianjian Sect pays a great price.

"But the first three types of sword art of virtual sword art are not so precious. Even if they are second-class forces that are much weaker than your Tianyuan sword sect, as long as they are willing to pay, they can get the secrets of the first three types of sword art . "

"As far as I know, two hundred years ago, the founder of Jianhou Mansion, the first owner of Jianhou Mansion, spent a lot of money to get the first three types of cheats for virtual swordsmanship. These three Cheats are nameless swordsmanship! "

"And the sword swordsman has just cast is the first sword art of virtual sword art, blood shadow!"

"Blood shadow?"

Everyone can't help remembering the name when they heard the name.

A sword emerges as fast as a ghost, and the sword's edge falls, bringing a touch of red, which turns into a shadow, which is the blood shadow.

"What a terrible sword." These big men in the stands couldn't help but admire them.

"Shui Hanxin, this baby, your baby disciple, was defeated!" Bai Chong directly said.

Shui Hanxin's face sank.

Failed!

It did fail.

On the ring, the sword in the swordless hands is still suspended in front of Jian Menger's neck. At this moment, as long as his palm is pushed forward slightly, Jian Menger's fragrance can be instantly eliminated.

"Jian Wushuang, have you been satisfied now? If you are still not satisfied, kill me directly." Jian Menger smiled sternly, but the laughter was terrible.

Jian Wushuang took a deep look at Jian Menger, did not speak, put down the long sword, then leaned down to pick up the suffocating killing sword that fell on the ground, and slowly stroked the sword body .

"Three Killing Swords."

Regaining the Three Killing Sword, there is a slight surprise in Jian Wu's eyes, and then he looked up to Jian Menger again, and the cold words sounded in Jian Menger's ears.

"I told you two months ago, the sword court ... will always be the sword court of the sword court, it is my father's sword court, it is my sword court, no one, no matter who it is, don't want to get involved!"

"Whoever just touched my finger, I chopped it!"

"You ca n’t blame others for everything that happened today, you blame yourself!"

"Take the blame yourself?" Jian Menger had no bloodshot face for a moment, but at this moment she was pale again. She laughed at herself and her eyes looked hollow.

But just then ...

"Take your own blame. Good blame."

A loud and extremely bright voice suddenly rang out on the school ground. Everyone heard the sound and noticed that the cold-faced young man who was always standing beside Shui Hanxin's heart.

The young man was also carrying a long sword, standing quietly beside Shui Hanxin, and from the beginning to the end he didn't say half a word in apathy, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly raised As soon as the body moved, two simple striding steps appeared directly on the high platform, and at the same time a burst of drink echoed in this world.

"Tian Yuan Jianzong Ye Mo, sword unparalleled, dare to fight me!"

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