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Chapter 132 There are seven ways to respect the sword, Li Xing borrows the sword
"The name of the sword is paid in blood, please fight."

Uncle Chai's voice spread far away.

Blood repayment, of course, means blood debt and blood repayment.

Combined with the experience of Jingjian Villa three years ago, the sword in Uncle Chai's hand is probably a sword he forged in the past three years, and it was only for revenge!

Li Xing noticed that the expressions of some people around him were not natural, especially after Uncle Chai said the name of the sword.

In such a big Youzhou, there is only one Jingjian Villa that foolishly fights to the death.

So those people from the rivers and lakes in Youzhou were actually reluctant to mention Jingjian Villa with others back then, but they didn't expect to meet people from Jingjian Villa here today.

The warrior sent by the Mongolian Yuan Mission glanced at the long sword in Uncle Chai Zheng's hand, and felt that the sword was unparalleled in sharpness and naturally carried a killing intent, as if he would cut his eyes if he looked at it too much!

"You Jingjian Villa, your swordsmanship is not very good, but your ability to forge swords is really good."

The samurai grinned grimly and pulled out the saber from his waist, indicating that the opponent could make a move.

What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

I thought it would be an evenly matched fight, but at worst, the two sides would at least have to break dozens of moves from each other to decide the winner.But he didn't expect that Uncle Chai was a lunatic at all, and he let the opponent slash him with a knife, but he didn't dodge or block, but just advanced to stab with the blood sword.

Go ahead!

The sword's edge smashed through the warrior's internal protection like a bamboo, and then broke through the opponent's tough physique that could block the knife and axe.

A sword through the heart!
And the scimitar in Meng Yuan warrior's hand had already been cut into Chai Shuzheng's left shoulder. This Wu stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes, his face full of unwillingness.

It's not that he has no experience in fighting people, in fact he is very good at it, but he didn't expect Chai Shuzheng's sword to come so fast and the sword energy to be so sharp!
Even if the other party pierced his heart a moment later, the knife in his hand could cut the other party in half, and the worst would be the result of both dying together, instead of one death and one injury like now.

boom!
As Uncle Chai took a step back and drew his blood to pay for the sword, the Mengyuan warrior fell heavily to the ground, blood flowing all over the floor.

Uncle Chai's face was pale, and he inserted the blood-paying sword in his hand into the soil beside him, first tapped the acupuncture points to stop the injury on his left shoulder, and then drew out the second sword with his backhand.

"The sword is named Peach Blossom, please fight!"

Uncle Chai shouted again to the Mongolian Yuan mission ahead.

At this time, all the tendons, bones and muscles on Uncle Chai's left shoulder were severed, his entire left arm was useless, and there was still the sword energy left by the Mongolian warrior in his body. He was in very poor condition, but he still To continue to fight, everyone can see now:
This person is not here to ask for a fight, but to beg for death!

"I'm coming to fight you!"

A Mongolian warrior near the carriage saw that his companion was killed, he was furious, drew his knife out of its sheath, and was about to come forward to fight Uncle Chai.

At this moment, a voice came from the nearby carriage, speaking in Mongolian Yuan language, which seemed to prevent the warrior who drew his sword from making a move.

In the next second, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and an old man with gray hair and a ravine face stepped out of the carriage.

There was a commotion in the crowd not far away, and some of these people from the rivers and lakes recognized the old man who got out of the car:
"It's the sword master of Tiansheng Mountain!"

Tiansheng Mountain, the sacred place of martial arts in Mengyuan, has a higher status in the world than the Buddhist sect in the Central Plains martial arts, because the emperors of the Mongolian Yuan Empire will confer the title of Tianzun on Tiansheng Mountain as a national teacher!

The leader of a Jianghu sect, every term is a national teacher of a country, what kind of influence is this?

Many people even think that the real emperor of Mengyuan is not the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, but the "Tianzun" of Tiansheng Mountain!
Under Tianzun, there are also eight sages, and Dao Zun is one of them.

"It seems that Dao Zun will participate in this competition in front of the palace!"

After someone revealed the identity of the old man, many people thought so in their hearts.

At the same time, I also understood that the Mengyuan warrior who was killed by Uncle Chai just now was probably not some unknown person, but a master trained by Dao Zun himself!

And even when his body was almost cut in two, Uncle Chai, whose expression didn't change, turned red immediately after seeing the Dao Zun who got out of the carriage, and stared at him so hard that he stuck a knife on the ground. The blood-paying sword that was connected with his heart, with a strong killing intent, let out a sword cry!
Three years ago, it was this person who broke his master's swords one by one, and finally let the owner of Jingjian Villa watch the plaque of the villa be crushed before his death.

Dao Zun glanced at the blood sword on the ground that was making piercing sword sounds, and was a little surprised.

He said in extremely pure Central Plains dialect:

"Your ability to forge swords is no worse than that of your lord. I will give you ten more years to become a real swordsmith. If you are willing to follow me back to Mengyuan and cast a really good sword for Tianzun, I promise You can enjoy the glory in this life!"

As soon as this remark came out, the Mongolian Yuan warriors acting as guards outside the carriage all looked envious.

However, the Central Plains man in front sneered, just raised the sword in his hand, and said again:

"Please fight!"

Dao Zun didn't take it seriously, with a knife on his waist, but he didn't draw it out of its sheath, but walked towards Chai Shuzheng empty-handed.

The owner of Jingjian Villa back then was not qualified to let him draw his sword, let alone this fish that slipped through the net now?

brush!
Uncle Chai was stepping forward, dancing the long sword named Peach Blossom in his hand, bringing out sword shadows, like peach blossoms blooming.

If in the battle just now, Uncle Chai's swordplay with the Blood Sword was nothing more than the word "stab", then the swordplay he used with the Peach Blossom Sword at this time is extremely gorgeous!
Peach blossom.

There used to be a peach garden in the Jingjian Villa. Every March and April, the garden was full of peach blossoms. Hundreds of disciples danced swords in the garden, and the peach blossoms fell like rain.

That scene was a big romance in the hearts of all the disciples of Jingjian Villa!
Now that peach garden is no longer there, Uncle Chai casts a 'peach blossom' to let the world know that Jingjian Villa is still there!

However, in the face of such splendid swordsmanship, Dao Zun just stretched out his hand and pointed at random, breaking countless sword shadows in front of him, making the Peach Blossom Sword in Uncle Chai's hand tremble endlessly.

It's not that Chai Shuzheng's swordsmanship is too bad, but that Dao Zun is too strong.This old man came to the Central Plains alone more than 20 years ago. At that time, he killed many Central Plains masters and gained a great reputation!
But Uncle Chai didn't intend to stop at all. Instead, he inserted the Peach Blossom Sword into the ground, and then pulled out the third sword from behind.

Disciples of Jingjian Villa, a sword is a sword move, facing the enemy in front of the battle, changing swords means changing moves.

"The name of the sword is Green Spring."

Uncle Chai was speaking, a long sword in his hand was like a pool of autumn water, and the sword was shining brightly.

green spring.

There is a famous sword-washing pool in Jingjian Villa. The last step for all disciples to forge their own swords is to wash the sword with the pool water, adding a bit of sharpness to the edge of the sword.

The Sword Washing Pool was called the 'Green Spring' by many disciples because it looked green.

A green spring washes swords for the disciples of Jingjian Villa for a period of six years.

With the Green Spring Sword in his hand, Uncle Chai was changing his sword moves to attack Dao Zun again.

And Dao Zun gathered the incomparably condensed sword gang on his fingers, using his fingers as a knife, and broke Chai Shuzheng's sword move again within a few moves.

Uncle Chai is changing his sword again.

Caiyi.

When I first entered the village, I was still very young, and the senior sister who led them to practice swords like newbies liked to wear colorful clothes.

The beautiful woman's demeanor is imprinted in the heart.

That colorful dress has also become the best memory in Uncle Chai's heart.

But in the accident three years ago, the senior sister was unwilling to leave, and in the end she also chose to die in battle.

Who says women are inferior to men?
At this time, Uncle Chai is using the 'Caiyi Sword' to sacrifice to his senior sister!
Although he was seriously injured, his sword intent increased rather than diminished, which is very unreasonable.

Dao Zun, who was fighting with him, suddenly realized that this person did not know what kind of secret technique he had practiced, which would make him more injured and strengthen his internal strength!
No wonder the first unsheathed sword had to choose the 'Blood Compensation', and when it came up, he chose a style of play that would hurt both sides. It turned out that the opponent was deliberately asking for injuries.

"Why so, take the way of death."

Dao Zun said suddenly, feeling a little regretful.

He saw that Uncle Chai was using this secret method, and he would definitely end up dead in the end.

Uncle Chai didn't reply, he just drew his sword.

Dao Zun used a full fifteen moves this time to break Chai Shuzheng's Caiyi sword, and then the fifth sword followed.

oven.

The sword-making room is full of heat every day, and the sound of hammering iron can be heard endlessly. Looking from the top of the mountain behind the villa, it looks like an oven.

Dao Zun used more than 30 moves to break the sword intent like a burning oven sword. He had the opportunity to take the initiative to interrupt Chai Shuzheng's sword intent, but let the opponent continue to change swords.

He wants to make Uncle Chai completely desperate!

The sixth sword, no regrets.

When the soldiers entered the city, the master called all the disciples together, said the decision, and then said with a smile: "If you want to go, you can go. There is no reason in this world that anyone has to die. If you want to go, go, there is nothing to feel guilty about."If you don't want to leave, don't come and tell me you regret it when you get down there.

In the end, none of the disciples in the garden regretted it, and they all died generously.

"I am Uncle Chai, I have no regrets in this life to enter Jingjian Villa!"

Uncle Chai said suddenly.

The sword intent was astonishing, and it was a sword that forced the sword master in front of him back!

Dao Zun narrowed his eyes, and there was an extra bloodstain on his finger, which was injured by the sword energy.

He pulled out the knife at his waist expressionlessly.

The person in front of him who went to death before the battle is qualified to let him draw his sword.

In the next moment, a bright knife light flashed in everyone's eyes!

Clang——

Just as Uncle Chai was being slashed back, he plunged the Buhui sword into the ground, and he still drew a long sword mark on the ground before stopping his figure.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, but Uncle Chai smiled, and thrust the No Regret Sword behind his back.

It wasn't until this time that the onlookers noticed that every time Uncle Chai was changing swords, he deliberately inserted the swords in his hands together, but now the six swords were inserted in a row on the ground, forming a line.

No matter how turbulent Dao Zun's sword strike was just now, Uncle Chai didn't let himself retreat from the line behind him.

He seemed to use this to tell everyone a truth: Jingjian Villa did not retreat back then, and Uncle Chai will not retreat today either!

Pulling out the last sword, Uncle Chai said loudly:
"The last sword, the name of the sword will not retreat!"

At that time, the whole Youzhou was retreating, only Jingjian Villa was not retreating.

Therefore, Uncle Chai is making the last sword in his life, respecting the sword and himself.

Respect to the former Jingjian Villa!

A look of disgust flashed in Dao Zun's eyes.

Little ants, talking nonsense.

The old man let you use up all seven swords, and finally cut you off with a single blow.

It depends on why you still don't retreat?

Just when Dao Zun was about to make a move, a figure suddenly came from a distance, extremely fast!

The man rushed to Uncle Chai's side in the blink of an eye, clasped his fists and said:

"Hero Chai, this junior wants to borrow a sword from you."

(End of this chapter)