A master of supernatural powers who started from low martial arts

Chapter 165 Onimaru Kunitsuna was killed with one sword!
Three days later.

Tianjin.

As the capital of the Jin Dynasty, the population of Tianjing is now close to four million. The majestic square towers guarding the city, the well-shaped bluestone avenues extending in all directions within the city, and the Forbidden City in the center all reflect the majesty and grandeur of this thousand-year-old city. Vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, in Tianjing City, the downtown area is bustling with people. There are more people than in the past. It can be seen that in addition to locals, all kinds of foreign merchants are at least several times more than before, making this the first place in China. Big cities are a bit crowded.

The date of the Ten Thousand Nations Martial Arts Conference has spread throughout the thirty-six provinces, and at the request of Lu Yuan, civilians were not allowed to attend the conference. Therefore, since late July, countless warriors, tourists and businessmen who have good intentions have traveled thousands of miles to come to Tianjin. Jing wanted to see the grand event, so restaurants and inns in the city were overcrowded.

Of course, many people came all the way here only to find out that although the imperial court did not ban Xiantai Mountain, ordinary people could only watch from a distance even if they arrived. What can really get a closer look at the whole picture is the location of the inner court and the new imperial palace. The viewing platform has been set up.

The prices for the inner court and the viewing platform are clearly marked, with a minimum price of one hundred to three hundred silver dollars per person. And with the influx of a large number of merchants from other places looking to buy, the price has skyrocketed, reaching three hundred to thousands. It's an exaggeration to say that one person has one silver dollar.

Even so, the admission qualifications for the infield and the auditorium have also increased, making it difficult to get a ticket.

And it was at noon on this day.

Tianjing Station.

After a while, everyone came back and said:
"Master, we checked it again and there is nothing wrong here."

"The undercurrent in Tianjing is turbulent. Now that you are the one who is expected by everyone, you must not make any mistakes!"

The leader of the old man has silver hair, wears wooden clogs and wears kendo uniform. He is clearly Kanze Masamune, who has not been heard from since his defeat, and his apprentice Kuwata Tsuneichi, who has lost an arm.

"Master Lu, please rest here for two days. If you have any needs, you can mention them to Gao Yi Cheng of the post house. I will come back here on the first day of August in two days to take you to Sentai Mountain."

Although Tianjing is the most prosperous city in China, Lu Yuan and his disciples did not go out to hang out, waiting for the conference to be held in two days.

As soon as they came out, they saw Chen Zhantang and others rushing in from outside the hospital, saying:
"Master, there's a situation!"

"The imperial court has prepared a post house for Master Lu to stay. Please come with me."

A steam train spewed black smoke as it entered the station and finally came to a slow stop.

Having successfully completed the task, Na Yancheng coughed lightly and said:

Lu Yuan smiled disinterestedly:
"okay, I get it."

Na Yancheng led a group of followers and left immediately. After Chen Zhantang signaled, he immediately dispersed with Peng Yidao and others, and began to search throughout the entire courtyard.

The platform had already been cleared, and the Governor of Zhili, Na Yancheng, and a group of officials were already waiting. They came over immediately and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Master Lu, you are finally here."

Chen Zhantang was stunned for a moment, and left without saying anything. After a while, he led a group of people to the courtyard.

Among them, there were even martial arts masters from Tianjin and other provinces who came here to see him, but Lu Yuan closed the door to thank the guests and saw no one.

"All have arrived in Jinjin. Participants from Nanyang, West Asia and even Indu have arrived a few days ago. The strong men from the three major powers of Shinrasha'e and Rizhao arrived yesterday and have now moved into the foreign guest residence. According to Judging from the list, they have sent more than one top expert to participate, so Master Lu must be mentally prepared.”

Moreover, after learning about Lu Yuan's departure time, Jin Ting immediately stopped the line between Tianjing and Jinjin and opened a special train for Lu Yuan.

Fortunately, Lu Yuan arrived in Tianjing as scheduled and this situation did not happen.

The reason why they all take the train is that it is relatively fast and they don't have to suffer from the bumps.

Even though Ji Jie’s Meng Tou skills were with him and no one in the world could plot against him, the disciples had good intentions after all. Lu Yuan smiled and said:
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Lu Yuan didn't talk nonsense to him and asked:
"The conference will officially start in two days. Are the Shinra Shae Rizhao Three Kingdoms and other participants from other countries here?"

In this way, Lu Yuan took Chen Zhantang, Zhao Shuhua and other disciples on the carriage to the inn. Although Wu Yixian and others could not go with him, they had already sent people to Tianjing in advance to book an entire inn, so they went straight to the inn after parting. Settlement.

The resting place arranged by Na Yancheng was the Jinyuan Posthouse where Jinting received tribute officials from other places.

Na Yancheng said:

Lu Yuan nodded calmly: "Okay."

Without saying much, Na Yancheng immediately raised his hand and said:

"The Kanshi Zhengzong from Rizhao Kingdom who was defeated by you broke in with his disciple Kuwata Tsuneichi, claiming to have a duel with you before the conference. They are already here!"

After arriving here by carriage and horse, Lu Yuan seemed to have become the most distinguished guest here. When he arrived, a large number of officials of the post house respectfully received them, and then arranged Lu Yuan and his party in the largest three-entry courtyard of the post house. middle.

Lu Yuan has an interesting taste:
"Let him come over, there is no need to stop him."

A burst of noise suddenly came from outside the post house. Lu Yuan, who was meditating in the room, suddenly had a thought, stood up and pushed the door open.

Lu Yuan nodded, and the group of people left the station in a mighty manner, and saw a group of carriages and horses waiting outside.

"However, my disciple suggested that we buy and cook our own food every day to avoid being plotted against."

In this way, the group of people settled in Jinyuan Posthouse.

Being told what was on his mind, Na Yancheng forced a smile and said:

But I don't know where the news leaked out. On the second day alone, a large number of good people came to visit outside the post house, wanting to see Lu Yuan's true face.

Lu Yuan smiled and said:
"Why, is the Governor worried that I will back down and leave you with an unmanageable mess?"

The train stopped and the door opened. Lu Yuan and his subordinate Chen Zhantang and more than ten disciples, plus Li Junxian, Lin Xingchao, and Wu Xing Wu Yixian and other elders, a group of more than a hundred people walked off the steam train in a mighty manner. .

"Oh?"

Wu Yixian, Li Junxian, Cao Futian and others couldn't help but sigh, Lu Yuan was probably the only one in the world who could be treated with such respect despite being a thorn in the side of the imperial court.

"Mr. Lu is joking, that person has no such thoughts, and I believe it is impossible for you to do such a thing."

Until the afternoon.

In fact, before meeting Lu Yuan, he was really worried that Lu Yuan would suddenly change his mind and escape from the battlefield. By then, this universal martial arts competition would inevitably become the biggest joke in the history of the world, and it would completely disgrace Jin Ting.

Behind them, as well as the pale-faced Postmaster Gao Zhiyuan, and more than a dozen gray-faced Posthouse guards, they seemed to have suffered a big loss.

"Master Lu, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry!"

Gao Zhiyuan was sweating profusely and immediately went to Lu Yuan to confess:

"I don't know where these two Rizhao masters came from. If they want to challenge you, we can't stop them no matter how hard we try." "It doesn't matter."

Lu Yuan raised his hand, glanced at Guanshi Zhengzong's waist casually, and said with a smile:

"Guanshi Zhengzong, it seems that you have found a satisfactory weapon?"

After more than half a year, Guanshi Zhengzong's spiritual temperament is deeper and more restrained than before, and his whole person seems to have a peerless blade hidden in its scabbard.

At this moment, he stared at Lu Yuan, raised a dark saber at his waist, and said slowly:

"That's right, I tried my best to explore the history of the Rizhao Empire for thousands of years, and finally found a thousand-year-old famous sword that has been forgotten by the world, Onimaru Kunizuna."

"This sword was made thousands of years ago by a god-general who invited the world's top swordsmiths to forge it. From the day it was made, Onimaru Kunitsuna drank the blood of countless samurai, and the number of dead souls under the sword has already exceeded ten thousand. There are even some top masters at the level of famous generals and imperial generals. Like me, it is extremely eager to fight you and Qixing Longyuan. "

Just like looking at a person who is showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong, Lu Yuan said with a joking smile:
"If you want to fight me, the All Nations Martial Arts Tournament in the future will be your opportunity. Why rush?"

Guanshi Zhengzong said slowly:
"Don't you know? The Ten Thousand Nations Martial Arts Conference limits each side to sending a maximum of two people to participate, and our Rizhao Empire has so many powerful people. Unfortunately, I was not qualified to participate."

Lu Yuan laughed:
"You don't even have the qualifications to participate in the conference, yet you dare to challenge me!?"

On the side, Kuangtian Hengyi felt new and old hatreds welling up in his heart, and he immediately shouted:

"Lu Yuan, are you afraid of using such an excuse to fight against my master?!"

Guanshi Zhengzong also said with cold eyes:
"Lu Yuan, not being qualified to participate in the conference does not mean that my strength is not as good as the other two. I just don't want to use the most powerful killing moves on my own people.

But you, the world's strongest Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, yet you dare to brag about all the challenges. You overestimate your capabilities. You will not be able to walk out of the ring alive in the martial arts competition two days later. So in order not to leave any regrets, but also to wash away the shame of the past, I am here to challenge you in advance. "

"I'm not overestimating my abilities?"

Lu Yuan smiled and nodded:

"Very good. Since you want to seek death, I will grant it to you. Gao Yicheng, this person is here to challenge you. Please be a witness."

Gao Zhiyuan's face trembled when he heard this, and he shrank back:

"Ah I"

"That's right!"

Before Gao Zhiyuan could finish speaking, Guanshi Zhengzong laughed loudly and said:

"This is in line with the spirit of inviting the heroes of the world to fight. Lu Yuan, this is not a place for fighting. Do you dare to fight with me outside?"

Lu Yuan sneered:
"No need to go to so much trouble, just stay here. If you are still alive after one move, you win."

Just being alive after one move counts as a win?
Qing Piaopiao's words contained indescribable domineering and self-confidence, but it sounded extremely insulting to Guanshi Zhengzong's ears. He immediately raised his brows, and unspeakable murderous intent surged:
"Insanity!"

With a low cry, he suddenly took a step forward, and his whole body's true energy was like a raging fire, as if it was completely erupting. The scabbard in his hand collapsed, and a wisp of strange sword light erupted like an unprecedented condensed one like an angry dragon, across the sky, and went straight towards Lu Yuan. !

The moment when Guanshi Zhengzong draws his sword and kills.

Everyone in the courtyard felt that the opponent's blade was changing invisibly, like wind and rain, like thunder and lightning. It was invisible when looking up, and invisible when looking down. It was suddenly wild and mysterious, soft and violent, like a meteor and lightning. Generally, it cannot be captured by the naked eye.

What's even more terrifying is that when the light of the sword flashed rapidly in their sight, each of them clearly heard the sound of mournful howling, as if thousands of wronged souls were released from this sword, wailing and roaring, shooting. Human heart and soul!

This is not only the miraculous power of Onimaru Kunitsuna's famous sword that kills thousands of people, but it is also the strongest killing move that he unleashed all his energy and spirit, integrated, smelted and sublimated with his lifetime accumulation of martial arts:
The angry heart kills ghosts and gods!
The moment Guanshi Zhengzong drew his sword, the whole audience was shocked.

however.

Facing this indescribably ferocious sword, Lu Yuan's face did not change at all. He just took a step forward, raised his arm lightly, and stabbed.

Zheng.
A clear and ethereal sword sound, like the sound of a fairy, rang in everyone's ears. In an instant, the sound of thousands of innocent souls howling was shattered into pieces.
At the same time, there was nothing in Lu Yuan's hand, but there was a sword light coming into the world like thunder from the sky. It was so bright that it was so bright that it couldn't be more brilliant. Wherever it passed, the void spread out in circles like water ripples, rolling and rolling. The torrent of brilliant light washes and splits in all directions!

what! ?

The moment the bright sword light entered his eyes, he unleashed his full strength to watch the world, and a huge warning sign and danger appeared in his mind.

Although his eyes had just received the sword light, he could already feel in his mind that the flesh, blood, and cells in his body had begun to tremble, wither, and wither under the sword's power.

No, it's not the feeling.

In the light of the sword, the ruthless murderous intention to destroy everything was transmitted through the air. His skin and nerves clearly felt a tingling sensation, and then small wounds burst open silently, and the blood outflow.

The terrifying sword intent broke through his skin before it hit him, and the stinging sensation penetrated deep into his veins, muscles, and bones, as if it wanted to split his soul in two!
"I will die with this sword!"

For no reason, such a trembling realization arose in Guanshi Zhengzong's heart.

Clang——!
The next moment, the swords struck each other, and the terrifying sharpness of the swords soared into the sky, shaking the surrounding areas.

The dazzling brilliance of the sword energy made the clear sky and the scorching sun dim. The fierce impact of the energy was accompanied by the whistling wind, and then the sonic boom exploded outwards along with the shock wave that could rupture the liver and intestines!

The atmosphere in the courtyard wailed, the ground cracked inch by inch, and a tsunami of energy powerful enough to split flesh and blood surged like a tidal wave. All onlookers were terrified and retreated sharply.

At the same time, they also clearly saw that under the impact of the sword light like thunder coming from the sky, the figure of Guanshi Zhengzong roared and retreated in the air.

During the process, first the demonic Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand was shattered inch by inch, and then he seemed to be chopped into pieces by a thousand knives. Dozens or hundreds of deep wounds instantly appeared on his body, and these wounds burst open at the same time. , blood spurted out, surged, and spread all over the body! !
With a pop, after just taking a few big steps back, Guanshi Zhengzong turned into a bloody man, as if all the blood had been drained from his body, standing still like a sculpture.

He looked at Lu Yuan with great difficulty, and as if using his last bit of strength, he uttered a hoarse voice:

"You haven't used your full strength yet?"

"What do you say?"

Lu Yuan's eyes were indifferent, the seven-star Long Yuan disappeared in his hand, turned around and walked away:

"see a visitor out!"

The words fell.

Guanshi Zhengzong's expression, dripping with blood, was completely frozen, his eyes seemed to be full of regret and remorse, and his body suddenly fell on his back, completely dead.

(End of this chapter)