I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 424: Defeat Shen Lang with a sword!

Although he is still young and full of energy and swordsmanship, Shen Lang, a future famous hero in the world, is facing off against Ding Xiu, a peerless strongman who comes from the extremes of another world and has stepped into the realm of heaven and man. A fateful battle from another world. Yu Yan broke out!

"boom"

The cold wave surged, sweeping in all directions. He saw Shen Lang turning his sword, and the three-foot green sword moved in all directions. Catalyzed by the Shen family's unique internal skills, the deep-sea iron passed through the cold, turned into a roaring torrent, and headed straight for Ding Xiu. Its momentum is like a river flowing eastward into the sea, majestic and unstoppable!
"Zheng"

The sharp sword intention soared into the sky, and Ding Xiu, who was holding the azure sword, had a profound swordsmanship that had already reached a level that was difficult for ordinary people to fathom. The sword intention spread out layer by layer, forming a sword curtain. He easily blocked the raging sword flow from Shen Lang.

Shen Lang is very helpless now, really helpless!
According to the usual routine of martial arts novels, the protagonist usually starts as an ordinary cannon fodder, slowly defeats monsters and upgrades step by step, and then faces the top BOSS in the martial arts world, but he never expected that he would encounter a The time-traveler who plays tricks uneasy with common sense!
Perhaps, the current Ding Xiu is not an invincible and invincible strong man in all the worlds, but now, in such a martial arts world, he can definitely be regarded as a god-like existence.

He knew that his opponent's martial arts and swordsmanship were unpredictable, but Shen Lang's face remained calm and composed, because he knew very well that Ding Xiu's intention was to compete with swords, not to kill, so he would not kill him easily, and this It's your chance.

"Drink~~~~"

With a long shout, he flipped his hands, and the three-foot green-edged sword light rushed forward. Each sword was reaching its extreme, and each sword was directed towards the flaw in Ding Xiu's defense. The sword energy was so strong and chilled to the bones that it made people feel like Fell into the deep sea.

Indeed, just as Shen Lang thought, Ding Xiu intended to compete this time. Just like in the previous world, he used huge pressure to force Zi Yihou to break through. Now, he wants to use the same method to force Shen Lang to break through. Therefore, during the battle, he was always on the defensive, but as Shen Lang continued to advance with his sword, he had to pay more attention.

"Zheng"

Sword style, sword intent, and sword energy slowly improved over time and began to reach a new level. Although the green light sword in his hand was not unsheathed, it was already blooming with endless divine light, constantly following Shen Lang. The three-foot green swords in his hands collided and clashed.

Outside the court, Liu Yuru, Xu Ruoyu and others stood quietly outside the court, putting aside all distracting thoughts and paying close attention to the already fierce sword fight in the court.

Although there is indeed a big gap between Shen Lang and Ding Xiu in terms of internal strength, the swordsmanship he displayed is very extraordinary and his attainments are so profound that he is not inferior to the top swordsmen in the world. Against Ding Xiu, for a moment, he didn't seem to be weak at all.

As for Ding Xiu, although he was a swordsman, his swordsmanship skills were also at the pinnacle. Even though Shen Lang's swordsmanship was already superb, he could still defend with ease.

"Your martial arts and swordsmanship are truly unfathomable. This junior admires me!"

As the only son of King Shen Tianjun of Nine Provinces, he has already developed martial arts that are almost unrivaled in the world at a young age. Shen Lang is naturally a somewhat arrogant person, but at this moment, he has to admire Ding Xiu's martial arts. The swordsmanship is superb and has indeed reached the pinnacle.

"The young man's swordsmanship is also very good!"

During the fierce battle, after appreciating the extraordinary swordsmanship displayed by Shen Lang, Ding Xiu spoke back, his words full of heartfelt praise: "If you are willing to put down the burdens on your body and accept Ding as your teacher, I will teach you with all my heart. I believe that within a year and a half, we will be able to make great progress and reach a higher level.”

"is it?"

Hearing this, Shen Lang refused without hesitation: "Although I am very grateful for the compliment, I only have three words to respond to the matter of apprenticeship, and that is... impossible!"

The moment he finished speaking, the three-foot green-edged sword in his hand trembled. The power of the sword became stronger and faster, and the sword energy filled the air. The sword energy rushed back and forth, forming a huge torrent, with tyrannical power that could reach its limit.

"Hmm~~~~"

With a deep groan, Ding Xiu did not dare to be careless, and turned over the azure light sword in his palm. Suddenly, a fierce sword intention broke through the sky, and the hazy smoke spread wantonly, blessing the sword light, the sword energy was mighty, covering the sky and the sun, carrying endless energy. With great momentum, the torrent of sword energy swayed out from the three-foot-high Qingfeng.

The greater the pressure, the more potential can be stimulated. Facing Ding Xiu, who was as unshakable as a mountain, Shen Lang became more frightened as he fought, but his sword intent also increased. Divine light burst out from his eyes, and his clothes moved without any wind. The sharply turning figure soared into the sky, and in an instant, ten figures appeared.

Ten figures!

Ten sword lights!

Surrounding Shen Lang, with different postures and angles, they slashed out in ten directions at the same time. The crisscrossing sword light directly enveloped the entire sky.

"One sword gleams and freezes nineteen states!"

With a deep cry, Shen Lang, who was forced to the extreme, showed up with a special move. Instantly, the whole body was radiated with cold light, the cold current surged, a powerful and ferocious force, like a storm of swords, surrounded Ding Xiu from all sides, attacking Ding Xiu from all sides.

"Um~~~~"

I was shocked to see Shen Lang's sword's ultimate sword, its powerful power, which shocked people's hearts. Although Shen Lang was young and had insufficient internal strength to exert its full power, it was surprising enough. Even Ding Xiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. : "Really worthy of being the world-famous swordsman in the future? Ha! I accept your move! Drink~~~~"

"In an instant, the absolute shadow!!"

He stood up, raised his sword, and the three shocking moments reappeared. Immediately, an endless force of swords rose from Ding Xiu's body into the sky, disturbing the sky. The silhouette of the person moved instantly, and the sword light moved instantly, as bright as a rainbow. , penetrated the void, and used Shen Lang's most powerful trick that he had painstakingly cultivated without showing any signs of weakness.

People to people!
Sword and sword!
The most powerful confrontation, the frenzied flow of swords, instantly rolled into a huge wind pillar, rising from the ground. In the strong wind, there was the harsh sound of gold and iron clashing, the sonorous sound was endless, sparks flew, and the energy swept across, in the blink of an eye. , the huge courtyard, the walls collapsed, the vegetation was destroyed, and it was reduced to ruins!
With a sudden shock, the rapidly spinning wind pillar suddenly stopped. Then, with a loud "clang" sound, the huge wind pillar exploded with a "boom". Immediately, two figures burst from the exploding wind pillar. Each of them dragged a sword light of different colors and collapsed backward!

Ding Xiu was dressed in black as before, with not a trace of dust on his body. The azure light sword in his palm bloomed with light, and the trembling sword seemed to want to take it out of its sheath. It kept making a high-pitched roar like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, making him appear excited. Very.

"Zheng"

Sanchi Qingfeng responded with the fiercest roar. On the scabbard sword, as the cold air rose, it also showed extraordinary spirituality. The sword never lost, but it is a pity that the man did!

At this moment, Shen Lang looked a little embarrassed, especially on his shoulder, where a bloody wound was very conspicuous. Although it did not hurt his roots, the outcome of this sword showdown was already clear.

"Ugh"

Although he had predicted it in his heart from the very beginning, after a hard battle and seeing it turned out to be the case, Shen Lang couldn't help but sigh: "I lost this battle."

Just as the battle came to an end, a one-armed man in black turned around and walked towards the inner courtyard without saying a word. After passing through the hall, and then walking through the winding corridor, there is another courtyard. There is no sound in the courtyard. The doors and windows of the upper flower hall inside are closed, but there is a faint fragrance of medicine. After a while, a young boy holding a medicine jar opens the door. After walking out, you can see three white-haired old people in the house.

One person, with a skinny and sallow complexion, was sitting on the couch with his quilt and had been lingering on the bed for a long time. The other person was tall and tall, with a calm demeanor, his eyebrows were slanting around his temples, his eyes were bright and lively, and his palms were as white as jade. Although he was old at this moment, He is old, but when he was young, he must have been a handsome and handsome man.

In addition, there is a man with a powerful figure, a beard and hair like a halberd, a pair of ringed eyes, looking at himself, but his chest is still open in the cold weather. If his beard and hair are not all white, how can he look like an old man?

Three old people were sitting around the hospital bed. There was a stack of account books piled on the low table at the end of the bed, as well as dozens of belts of different colors and materials. At this moment, the old man with beards and beards was taking apart the belts one by one. Open it, and you can clearly see that there is a small paper roll in each belt.

The tall old man held a pen in one hand and opened the scroll with the other, copying out all the words on the scroll. The words on each scroll were only a few lines, and no one knew what was written on it. , I saw that the three old people all looked heavy and frowned.

"Ugh"

After a full cup of tea, the slender old man just sighed and said: "You and I have spent years of hard work and hundreds of people, but this is all we have found. I hope..." At this point, he coughed lightly and stopped talking, his eyebrows even more worried than before.

"what!"

Hearing this and seeing this, the sick old man on the bed immediately smiled and said: "Such a harvest is not small. Anyway, if you work hard for me, things will eventually succeed."

"That's what the elder brother said!"

The old man with the beard next to him clapped his hands and loudly echoed: "That guy is just one person, how can he eat all our brothers?"

Elder Qi smiled slightly and said: "In the past ten years, the seven most famous masters in the martial arts world are waiting for each other in the front hall at this moment. If the martial arts of these seven people can really match their reputation, if the seven people join forces, this matter will happen. The only fear of success is that they are not willing to give in to each other when they are young and become famous, and they cannot work together as one."

"Um?!"

At this moment, they suddenly felt a shock, and a vision came from the front yard. The three people in the house were all alarmed. They quickly pushed the door open and saw a one-armed man in black running towards them.

"Leng San!"

As soon as he saw the person coming, Elder Qi couldn't help but asked: "Why are you here in such a hurry, but what accident happened ahead?"

But before the person could reply, the old man with the beard beside him had already taken the lead and said: "Isn't this obvious? Do you still need to ask? Let me do it." As he spoke, he quickly asked the person: "Leng Three, who is fighting outside?"

Leng San coldly replied: "Human!"

The old man with the beard was stunned when he heard this, then he realized what he was saying and couldn't help laughing and scolding: "I know it's a human, but if it's not a human, why is it still a weasel? You son of a bitch, couldn't you say one more word?"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Leng San suddenly swung his hook. The wind was strong and fast, and before the hook even reached, there was already a chill.

"Oh, no!"

Seeing this, the old man with the beard jumped up in shock and turned around. Although he was tall, his movements were light and agile, but even though he dodged quickly, a large hole was ripped open in his chest.

Fortunately, after Leng San attacked, he did not attack. The old man with the beard cursed angrily: "What a bastard, he strikes again. If I had been slower to dodge, I would have been torn in half by you, you dog."

"enough!"

At this moment, I suddenly heard the old man on the hospital bed scolding: "Third brother, shut up. It's not like you don't know Leng San's temper, but you insist on scolding him. Are you asking for a beating?"

"what!"

The old man with beard laughed and said, "Brother, don't be surprised. I'm just joking with him. He can't beat me anyway. Leng San, if you can beat me, you have the guts."

Leng San looked blank and ignored him. He walked straight to the couch and said, "The person coming is a master named Ding." As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and hit the bearded old man on the shoulder. He didn't use the hook but used his palm. , just because the palms are silent.

As expected, the old man with the beard was sent flying straight away by his palm, and hit the wall with a bang. However, he immediately stood up. The thick stone wall was almost cracked by his impact, but no one else was hurt. , and cursed angrily: "What a bastard, you really hit me?"

Before his voice fell, he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to take action. Fortunately, at this moment, Elder Qi floated up and stood between the two of them in time. He shouted sternly: "Third brother, are you being childish again?"

The old man with beard muttered: "I just asked him."

Elder Qi said: "No need to ask, the two sword intents that erupted just now, one is the master named Ding from Leng Sankou, and the other must be that strange young man."

The sick old man asked: "Who?"

Elder Qi said: "No one knows his name, and no one knows the depth of his martial arts, but in the past year, he has delivered seven corpses. Seven of them are evil thieves that we have been offering rewards for many years but have not been able to catch." , not only did many evil deeds, but were also ferocious and cunning, and had high martial arts skills. No one knows what method this young man used to kill them."

The sick old man frowned and said, "He has been here seven times, and you still don't know anything about him?"

Elder Qi said: "Every time he comes, he never speaks more than ten words. When asked his name, he doesn't answer. He just shakes his head with a smile."

The old man with the beard laughed and said: "This arrogant temperament is somewhat similar to Leng San, but at least he has a smile on his face, unlike Leng San's dead face."

Leng San glared, and the bearded old man laughed and jumped three steps away. Even the sick old man couldn't help laughing, and said after a while: "If that's the case, then why are you so sure that the person surnamed Ding is fighting with him? "

(End of this chapter)