The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 412 Sword Twenty-Three

Xiuchun knife, born out of the wild goose wing knife.

The blade is narrow and slender, extending out an arc from the handle to the tip.

Although this knife is sharp, to be honest, it is somewhat unsatisfactory in terms of actual combat.

Whether it is Jinyiwei or the commander in chief of the army, wearing the Xiuchun knife is mostly used to show their identity and status.

"Why is this Xiuchun knife..."

Nie Feng, who was standing in the distance, stared at the Xiuchun knife in Zhao Yu's hand, frowning slightly.

Although he is a martial artist, he has seen a lot of Xiu Chundao.

So when Zhao Yu drew the sword, the bystanders were either surprised by Zhao Yu's strange way of holding the sword, or focused on the confrontation of the two moves.

Only Nie Feng found that the Xiuchun knife in Zhao Yu's hand seemed to be slightly different...

Among those present, only Zhao Yu knew clearly.

His embroidered spring knife was redesigned by the Ouchi Machinery Manufacturing Department after Jiang Yuyan succeeded to the throne.

With the new dynasty and new atmosphere, the Xiuchun knife, which symbolizes the imperial power, has also made some slight changes accordingly.

The current Zhao Yu is no longer a noble lord, so the knife in his hand should naturally be changed.

Seeing that all the sword energy was scattered by Zhao Yu, the Sword Master was not only not angry, but a fiery light flashed in his eyes.

But at this moment, Bu Jingyun took a step back and closed his eyes slightly.

In his mind, there are countless sword qi.

From the first sword drawn by the Juggernaut to the twenty-two sword that was just being cast, flashed repeatedly in his mind like a horse watching flowers.

The sword energy dissipated, but the Juggernaut took a sudden step at this moment, and half of Wushuang City trembled violently under this step.

Pointing his hands together to form a sword, the Juggernaut took another step towards Zhao Yu's direction.

buzzing...

Countless white awns pierced the ground, and fierce sword energy mixed with dazzling white awns broke through the ground.

"kill!"

The Juggernaut let out a low cry, and pointed at Cheng Jian's hand casually towards Zhao Yu.

The sword aura that broke through the ground gave off bursts of hissing sounds that pierced the eardrums, and the sword aura pointed at Zhao Yu who was ten steps away.

The blow of the Juggernaut opened the eyes of everyone present.

Even Meng and Nie Feng, who had great confidence in Zhao Yu, broke into a cold sweat unconsciously.

Zhao Yu was able to kick down and attract immortals in Wudang Mountain, and this kind of sword energy that is not human can probably kill immortals and gods!
"Ok?"

Unlike everyone else, Bu Jingyun suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

But instead of looking at the sword master with overwhelming sword spirit, he looked at Zhao Yu who seemed to be powerless to fight against the sword spirit.

Zhao Yu looked at the Zhetian Sword Qi, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, under the force of the sword energy that filled the sky, he retreated slightly by half a step.

Bowing slightly, the left hand gathers together in a gesture of supporting the sky.

The Xiuchun knife in the right hand is slightly raised, and the long and narrow blade is placed on the palm of the left hand, making a bow gesture.

Bu Jingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Juggernaut opposite also frowned.

At the same time, they discovered that in the acupuncture points around Zhao Yu's body, there were sword intents that were so subtle that they were almost undetectable.

Naturally, this sword intent does not have the monstrous momentum of Jian Twenty-two, but it is like continuous drizzle, and the victory is inexhaustible!

The sword intent flowing out of the orifice gradually condensed outside Zhao Yu's body into a phantom that was exactly the same as the Xiuchun knife in Zhao Yu's hand.

At the same time, Zhao Yu lifted his left palm slightly to support the sky, and held the knife in his right hand, slowly sweeping back...

With the movements of Zhao Yu's hand, the phantom sword intent gradually merged into the Xiuchun knife held in his right hand.

"One sword separates the world!!"

At this time, Zhao Yu raised his head slightly, and there was a red glow in his eyes, flickering uncertainly.

"kill!"

The sword master moved his fingers slightly, and the endless sword energy rushed towards Zhao Yu like a curtain of rain covering the sky.

Facing such a ferocious wave of swords, Zhao Yu raised his right hand slightly, and a crimson sword energy condensed into a line, piercing the sword screen.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided.

It was not as earth-shattering as expected, and there was not even a trace of the momentum that two masters should have in a duel.

The crimson sword light was like a sharp blade cutting brocade, and it easily cut through the sword curtain all over the sky.

After piercing through the sword curtain, the scarlet sword glow continued unabated, heading straight for the Sword Master.

With the sword light on his body, the killing intent is lingering.

Facing this fierce and sharp sword, the Juggernaut slightly closed his eyes.

wait to die?

For others, it is not impossible to close their eyes and wait for death at this time.

But this person in front of him has held a sword for decades, and he has never had the consciousness to close his eyes and wait for death!
The red glow sword energy pierced the sword master without hindrance.

But the strange thing is that the closed-eyed sword master didn't seem to be hurt in the slightest.

"If you don't want to die, retreat to the top of the city!"

When Chimang passed through the body of the Sword Saint, Zhao Yu turned his head slightly, staring at Bu Jingyun who was watching the battle and said coldly.

Bu Jingyun turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yu expressionlessly.

Nie Feng watched the two meet again, and his heart was in his throat.

Others don't understand him as a senior brother, so doesn't he understand?

Bu Jingyun is the kind of obedient temperament?

But what surprised Nie Feng even more was that after Bu Jingyun took a look at Zhao Yu, he actually moved and rushed to the top of the city.

"A master..."

Compared with Zhao Yu's previous achievements and the duel with the Juggernaut, Nie Feng admired him even more for being able to persuade his senior brother who is known as the God of Never Crying Death.

……

The sword light pierced through the chest, and the Juggernaut was not only not injured at all, but the sword intent all over his body became more and more fierce.

Among the rising sword intent, Bu Jingyun was still the first to discover the clue.

Within the several zhang radius between Dugu Jian and Zhao Yu, everything seemed to have stagnated strangely.

Even the leaves and gunpowder smoke rolled up by the hurricane were strangely frozen between the two of them.

It seems that outside this Wushuang city, there is a huge painting scroll unfolded.

"This……"

Everyone realized it later and looked at the sword master who still had his eyes closed.

On the whole body of the Juggernaut, an ethereal blue energy gradually condensed.

This green energy gradually condensed into shape, and it was almost exactly the same as the closed-eyed sword master.

The phantom, like a ghost, struggled to break free from the shackles of the physical body, and floated between the fixed square inches.

"I have a ten-year agreement with Xiongba, now it seems that you are superior in martial arts, even worse than Xiongba.

Therefore, if this twenty-three one-style sword can defeat you in one fell swoop, I will have no regrets in this life! "

The phantom floated between square inches, but the sound reached the ears of everyone present.

Sword twenty-three! !

In the duel with Zhao Yu, the sword master directly evolved the sword technique of the holy spirit, and deduced the sword twenty-three on the spot! !

Between the square inches, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal.

Outside the square inch, the wind is light and the clouds are calm...

Even with Zhao Yu's ability, he couldn't move at all at this moment.

In fact, to some extent, Jian Twenty-Three is almost the same as the Wushuang City's holy martial art of love in the city.

These are all terrifying moves that shouldn't appear in this world.

Everything in the world, in the final analysis, cannot escape the word 'rule'.

The sword master also knew in his heart that when this sword technique evolved, it was the time when his body died and his dao disappeared.

Sword moves can break the rules of heaven and earth, but he is still an ordinary man with a mortal body after all.

Therefore, although the sword twenty-three one style is crying like ghosts and gods, it will not last long after all!
(End of this chapter)