Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1187 I really entered the sewer now

"Ha!" The corner of Wei Zhuang's mouth curled up, and he lowered his gaze to the shark-tooth sword stuck on the ground, "When I first entered the Ghost Valley, I was defeated by your sword."

Gai Nie's eyes were slightly dazed, perhaps recalling the past, and he responded in an erratic tone, "You are the only martial arts prodigy I have seen in my life. At that time, if I didn't use sword skills, I couldn't defeat you."

The smile on the corner of Wei Zhuang's mouth became more and more public, and his tone sounded like a smile or a mockery, "Now, you have unleashed the supreme sword of swordsmanship, but you haven't even been able to hurt me at all!"

This sentence is somewhat exaggerated. Wei Zhuang did not die under the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, and he was not even seriously injured. But it is definitely impossible to say that he was not damaged at all.

But for masters of their level, minor injuries would have too little impact on the battle situation.

The killing sword that Gai Nie had been saving up for a long time only achieved this little result in the end. It basically meant that no effort had been made and the effort was in vain.

After listening to these conversations, Gao Jianli and others couldn't help but feel a bit of horror and regret flashing through their eyes - shocked that Wei Zhuang could even catch such a terrifying killing move, and sighing that Gai Nie had fallen short.

Gai Nie himself was very calm about this. He didn't expect this sword to completely defeat Wei Zhuang... to be more precise, maybe he didn't hope, otherwise he wouldn't have kept his hand secretly.

The only thing that surprised him was that Wei Zhuang's current strength was indeed stronger than he expected. Although he didn't directly attack the vital point, it was not easy to catch a hundred-step flying sword with only minor injuries. thing.

"You... have indeed become stronger." A sound of praise was Gai Nie's response and emotion.

bass!
  At this time, Wei Zhuang pulled out the shark tooth and turned around slowly. His eyes first glanced at Gai Nie, and then moved to his sword.

With a twist of his wrist, Wei Zhuang placed the sword horizontally in front of his chest. He bent the two fingers of his left hand and placed them on the spine of the shark-tooth sword from below. He slowly slid it over and said:

"I want to tell you something - not a warning or a reminder, but a fact - today is the last time you use the Hundred-Step Flying Sword!"

As the tail tone fell, Wei Zhuang's fingers fell near the tip of Shark Tooth's sword and stopped.

Looking at the posture, needless to say, it is natural to do it again.

But can Gai Nie's condition continue to support him?
  Gao Jianli and others focused their attention on him, focusing on his wounds. Blood was still dripping down from his lower back, one drop... two drops... three drops... The speed was not fast, but the frequency was very stable.

All people's hearts were raised.

At this time, Wei Zhuang's two fingers of his left hand were removed from the sword. He immediately swung the sword, and his falcon-like eyes were firmly locked on Gai Nie.

Somehow, everyone suddenly felt that the atmosphere around them... had changed again.
  No matter how serious the situation was, Gai Nie's face, which had been expressionless almost the whole time, finally showed a substantial change. He frowned and looked at his junior brother with a bit of subtle doubts.

"This feels...something wrong..." Gao Jianli also frowned and murmured softly.

The next second, the crazy sword energy storm blew up again, and the central hall that had just settled was once again filled with smoke. A familiar external pressure once again fell on the bystanders, making them unable to move.

And this familiar feeling also made them understand what was going to happen next.

In a daze, they seemed to have fallen into an illusion again. The sound of thunder still reached their ears, but it was no longer deafening. Instead, they vaguely felt that it was raining in the hall, a dense drizzle.

In the dense rain, an illusory dragon shadow once again flew out, its body as dark as ink, wrapping around Wei Zhuang's body, howling and roaring.

In the center of the hall, where time seemed to have been delayed, a large amount of true energy poured out of the body of the self-defense manor and poured into the shark's teeth. He gave a sneer. The next moment, the sword flew out of his hand, and the man followed closely. .

Looking at this scene, Gai Nie's eyes widened for the first time. Shock and rage appeared on his face successively. The blood seeping from his lower back hit the ground with a slight ticking sound.

In the eyes of onlookers, they seemed to have traveled through time and space, returning to the past again.

Almost the same scene - swords, people, momentum, torn ground, and the illusory dragon shadow.

If the specific images of these elements were not completely different from before, they might really doubt whether it was a dream.

Although they already feel dreamy now.

"It turns out...it turns out to be the same..." Gao Jianli shook his head in shock and murmured.

"...Hundred-Step Flying Sword!" Xue Nu said the second half of the sentence word by word.

In the flash of lightning, the blood-red sword light crossed the space and came to Gai Nie in an instant. Just like before, the invisible sword energy penetrated their target first, and then the shark tooth's body.

But just like before, the person who drew the sword held back his hand, but he didn't do it as vaguely as Ge Nie did.

Wei Zhuang simply grabbed the shark tooth with his backhand just as the sword blade was about to touch Gai Nie's heart, and struck the opponent.

Gai Nie lifted up Yuan Hong and blocked the sword easily, but he was forced to retreat continuously by the force from the sword.

The sword blades intertwined, sparks flew everywhere, and the faces of the two brothers were almost touching each other, with less than a foot apart.

There were a few streaks of bloodshot eyes in Gai Nie's eyes, and he stared at Wei Zhuang with suppressed anger in his eyes:

"You can fly a sword with a hundred steps!?"

"I am a disciple of Guigu. Why doesn't my master teach me the swordsmanship?" Facing Gai Nie's question, Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows and asked in a playful manner.

The annoyance in Gai Nie's eyes completely exploded, his tone suddenly raised three points, and he asked sternly, "What on earth did you do!?"

Wei Zhuang did not respond, only showing a smile.

The next second, the sword blades separated, and the two distanced themselves again.

Wei Zhuang still didn't stop for a moment, and immediately jumped up, raised the shark's teeth high, and struck Gai Nie with a vertical slash from top to bottom.

Gai Nie seemed to be thinking about something important and was actually distracted at this juncture. Therefore, he was half a beat behind Wei Zhuang and was unable to attack at the same time. Fortunately, he at least made a block in time.

The two swords intersected, and a huge crisp sound echoed in the empty hall. The waves of air caused by the onlookers waved their hands to cover their faces.

At the same time, a short figure appeared at the entrance of the hall without anyone paying attention.

When the storm subsided, everyone immediately turned their attention to the battlefield again.

Wei Zhuang held the sword in both hands and stepped forward, blocking the shark's teeth in front of him.

The Yuan Hong in Gai Nie's hand passed through the gap between the shark's teeth, and the tip of the sword pierced Wei Zhuang's left shoulder, and mottled blood stains appeared on the opponent's dark clothes.

The struggle between the two sides caused the two swords to tremble slightly, and countless invisible sword energy entangled and intertwined around them. The dissipated energy made this small area seem like a vacuum, and everything was floating in the air.

Gai Nie's eyes were still full of anger. He placed his left hand on the end of the hilt of Yuan Hong's sword and pushed it forward violently, making it even more penetrated. "What on earth did you do to Master!!!" "

Wei Zhuang seemed to feel the pain on his shoulder. He looked at Gai Nie calmly and answered the question:

"The world only knows that Yuan Hong ranks second."

"But shark teeth are called 'demon swords'."    "It can be seen that there are all ignorant trash in the world, they only know how to follow the crowd and follow what others say!"

"Are you going to control them, or be like them?"

Gai Nie looked at Wei Zhuang and had no intention of answering.

"Ha!" Wei Zhuang was not surprised by the other party's reaction, "Are you still going to pursue that illusory dream at all costs?"

"My dream is different from yours." This time, Ge Nie responded.

And this caused Wei Zhuang to sneer and ridicule, "Ho ho ho... you are so pitiful."

"You have forgotten what you said on the first day you came to Guigu."

"You are just like those people now... you are also an ignorant waste!"

As Wei Zhuang finished the last word, he immediately exerted force with both hands and suddenly pulled the shark's teeth!
  Click!

Accompanied by a sound that sounded like breaking glass, Yuanhong, the famous sword ranked second in the sword score, was broken from the middle of the sword body, split into two, and there were some small broken pieces.

This sound was very slight, but shocking enough. Everyone who witnessed this scene, no matter how far away they were from Yuan Hong, no matter whether they could actually hear the sound or not, they were sure they heard this 'click'.

"This... this..." Gao Jianli had received enough shocks tonight, but for the first time, he was so shocked that he could hardly speak.

The snow girl's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth. An imperceptible voice came from behind her palm, "How is that possible!"

The behavior of other bystanders was very different from theirs. After all, this scene... was too shocking.

The outcome of the Zongheng battle is actually possible.

Gai Nie is a sword master, but a sword master does not mean invincibility. He can win or lose, not to mention that he is still seriously injured.

Therefore, no matter who wins or loses in Zongheng, no one will be too shocked.

Ke Yuanhong is the second most famous sword in the sword spectrum and one of the best swords in the world.

It may not be stronger than the shark teeth known as the 'Demon Sword', but... in any case, it shouldn't be broken into two pieces so easily by the shark teeth!
  This not only represents the destruction of Yuan Hong's sword, the meaning behind it is enough to be called horrifying.

How many swords in the world are stronger than Yuan Hong? How many swords can rival Yuan Hong?
  Since shark teeth can break Yuan Hong, it means that it can probably break other famous swords in the sword manual and become the nemesis of famous swords.

If this is true, then any swordsman who cherishes the sword in his hand will have to be wary when facing Wei Zhuang.

Of course, swordsmen like Gao Jianli were shocked when Yuan Hong broke, but their emotions were not as high as those of the bystanders who arrived last.

When Tianming finally found the central hall out of breath and finally found his uncle, what caught his big eyes was Yuan Hong's broken sword body.

For Tianming, who is determined to become the successor of the Sword Master, this scene is unacceptable to him, as if the sky is falling and the earth is falling.

The young man stared blankly at the broken sword spinning in mid-air and falling to the ground. His mind went blank and his thoughts were completely stagnant. He just subconsciously shook his head slightly and murmured in a low voice:

"Do not……"

"Do not……"

Yuan Hong's broken sword flipped over and fell between Gai and Nie Weizhuang. Their eyes each appeared on the metal sword with clear lines. Wei Zhuang's cold voice sounded:
  "Vertical and horizontal, this is the fate of every generation of Guigu disciples."

Tick...ta!

As soon as Wei Zhuang finished speaking, the sound of blood dripping sounded. The onlookers, who had just calmed down a little, stirred up trouble again. They all stared at Zongheng's situation with their eyes wide open.

The sound of blood dripping this time had nothing to do with the wound on Gai Nie's lower back. The blood came from his palm.

I saw Gai Nie's right hand backhand grabbing the end of the Yuanhong Sword that was about to fall to the ground, letting the sharp blade cut his palm, and the sharp sword tip pressed against Wei Zhuang's throat, seeming to have pierced it The skin was covered, and blood droplets could be seen faintly oozing out.

The hilt of the sword fell to the ground with a clang, obviously Gai Nie had given up on it for the time being.

The situation now is also very clear. Although Yuan Hong is broken, Wei Zhuang is defeated.

The tip of the sword was already pressed against Wei Zhuang's throat. Unless the sword master voluntarily gave up, Wei Zhuang would not be able to reverse the defeat anyway.

"You have indeed become stronger." Ge Nie turned sideways and squinted at Wei Zhuang, "But one thing you have never changed."

"As a swordsman, you always care too much about the sword itself."

"Xiaozhuang, you are defeated!" Gai Nie calmly announced his victory.

Wei Zhuang, who had always been obsessed with the Zongheng battle, did not show any displeasure when faced with this result, and even had a smile on his lips:
  "Very good, you finally proved that you are not a waste."

"Brother, from the first day we met, one of us was destined to fall."

"So, come on, do it!"

As he spoke, Wei Zhuang stretched his neck forward, further widening the wound pierced by the tip of Yuan Hong's sword, and drops of blood rolled down the sword's body.

Gai Nie looked at Wei Zhuang, who seemed to be bent on death, his eyes flashed, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but increase his strength, causing more blood to flow out of his palm.

Under everyone's gaze, Ge Nie... made no further moves after all.

Wei Zhuang was not surprised by this scene, and the smile on his lips gradually widened, taking on a sarcastic tone.

"You and I have always been the same people!"

With ridicule, Wei Zhuang said this while waving the shark teeth in his hand.

A flash of sword light flashed, and blood spilled out. The sword master holding Yuan Hong finally let go of his sword completely. With a crisp sound, Yuan Hong's body fell to the ground.

The sword master staggered and took half a step back. His body gradually lost all strength, and finally he could no longer hold on. He slowly closed his eyes and fell backwards.

Looking at Gai Nie's collapse, Wei Zhuang sneered and said quietly:
  "What's your Achilles' heel?"

"You are too attached to your principles, just like your unattainable dreams, stupid!"

"Brother!"

Gai Nie could no longer hear the sounds from the outside world, and all his perceptions were hazy to him, whether it was Wei Zhuang's taunt or Tian Ming's call. Only the last glimpse of the sky outside the hole at the top was like this. of clarity.

(End of this chapter)