This mixed martial arts is not serious

Chapter 107 Good sword and good swordsmanship

Jing Wuming's eyes were deathly gray.

In the past, no matter what time, these eyes would not show the slightest emotion.

But this moment.

When Jing Wuming faced Ximen Chuixue, a hint of heat suddenly appeared in his deathly gray eyes. Although it was only a slight heat, it was enough to show that Jing Wuming's heart was not at peace at this moment.

This is a swordsman's instinct.

The instinct that the body unconsciously exhibits when challenging a stronger person.

Ximen Chuixue's eyes lit up slightly.

He was very familiar with Jing Wuming's eyes, because he used to have such eyes from time to time, but as his swordsmanship continued to improve, there were fewer and fewer opportunities for him to show such eyes.

He suddenly regretted it.

I regretted that I should not have said the word "draw the sword" to the young man in front of me just now.

Because the strength of the young man in front of him has obviously not yet reached its peak. A person with such eyes will never be a weakling in the future.

You should wait a little longer.

Come back to him when his sword is faster, stronger, and sharper.

But a pity.

Words spoken are like water thrown out, which cannot be recovered.

The young man in front of him had already drawn the sword in his hand.

Zheng!
Accompanied by a faint chant, a long sword without a hilt, which looked crude and crude, but actually had a restrained edge, was slowly unsheathed.

This sword is slightly longer than ordinary swords, but it just matches Jing Wuming’s tall and thin figure. The blade is light but not blunt, thin and sharp. It is hard yet soft and soft yet tough. At first glance, it is a sharp weapon for killing people. .

"What a sword!"

Ximen Chuixue's eyes brightened.

Jing Wuming didn't reply, just because he had already drawn his sword at this time.

Jing Wuming is left-handed, and left-handed swordsmanship is inherently weird and eccentric. On this basis, Jing Wuming practiced his sword skills even faster. As soon as he drew his sword, the sky was full of afterimages. Between the virtual and the solid, it was impossible to see where the tip of his sword was pointing. .

Faced with this kind of swordsmanship, Ximen Chuixue's originally bright eyes turned dim, and he only said:

"not bad!"

As he spoke, Ximen Chuixue's figure flashed, and in an instant, he had avoided the Thirteen Swords.

After the Thirteen Swords.

Jing Wuming's sword power gradually weakened and his moves slowed down.

Seeing this, Ximen Chuixue still did not draw his sword, because he had lost the desire to kill at this time, and he wanted to give Jing Wuming a chance, a chance for him to continue to grow.

But before Ximen Chuixue could say these words, suddenly, Jing Wuming's already weakened sword power suddenly became sharper, and this time the sword attack came from the completely opposite direction.

The sword edge covered with invisible sword energy suddenly approached Ximen Chuixue's throat, seeming to push Ximen Chuixue into a desperate situation at this moment.

Faced with such crises.

Ximen Chuixue didn't panic. On the contrary, his eyes suddenly became brighter than ever before.

That is at this moment.

Ximen Chuixue drew his sword.

Zheng!
No one can describe what kind of sword this is. Even Jing Wuming, who was pierced through the throat by this sword, only saw a flash of light, and then felt a chill in his throat. When he came back to his senses, he saw a drop of blood. It flowed down the edge of the sword and soaked the clothes on his chest.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ximen Chuixue took back the sword, gently blew away the blood stained on the blade, and praised it.

Ding dong!

Jing Wuming's sword in his right hand fell to the ground. Although Jing Wuming is left-handed, he can actually use both his left and right hands, and his sword skills with his right hand are even better than those of his left hand.

in other words.

The sword in his right hand is the real killing move.

This is also the reason why Jing Wuming was able to suddenly explode when the power of the sword was exhausted, because at that moment, Jing Wuming changed the sword from his left hand to his right hand.

Originally, Jing Wuming's left-hand sword was already quite strange and tricky, and coupled with the hidden killing move in his right hand, even if he had gone through the entire Ming Dynasty several times, there would definitely not be many people who could surpass Jing Wuming in swordsmanship.

This is also the reason why Ximen Chuixue praised Jing Wuming's "good swordsmanship" in the end.

Jing Wuming slowly closed his eyes and fell down.

Seeing another opponent fall in front of him, Ximen Chuixue suddenly felt an unspeakable loneliness and fear in his heart.

He certainly wasn't afraid of death.

But I am afraid that if one day in the future I am truly invincible and can no longer find an opponent, how lonely it will be!
clang!
Just as Ximen Chuixue was thinking this, a heavy bell suddenly sounded not far away.

The moment the bell rings.

An extremely violent air wave hit us, and a violent wind was set off in the inner hall in an instant. In the end, the wooden pillars, desks, roofs, and walls of the entire room... were all destroyed by the air wave and turned into dust all over the sky. Splattered.

Ximen Chuixue, dressed in white, rustled in the strong wind and was smeared by the flying dust.

In fact, Ximen Chuixue also has a bit of mysophobia. Except for the blood of his enemies, he hates any unnecessary stains on his body.

But at this moment.

Ximen Chuixue could no longer care about this, because his eyes were already attracted by a battle ahead.

As the dust dispersed in the sky.

I saw that the battlefield originally crowded in the other courtyard expanded instantly. Lu Xiaofeng was one against three, fighting endlessly with Zhuge Gang, Yan Shuangfei, and Lin Xianer on the ruins.

But compared to here.

Another battle in the open space in the distance is undoubtedly more eye-catching.

Under the moonlight.

I saw two figures, one gold and one red, intertwining.

The body of the golden figure is covered with a golden bell. Although the energy is condensed, it is already like a solid body. When making moves, it seems to be accompanied by the roar of a tiger. Each punch and palm is so powerful that even if it is several feet away, you can clearly hear the sound of the air being blown. The sound of explosions.

Opposite him was a master whose body was burning with blood-colored Qi, with two golden rings spinning back and forth around him. As soon as he made a move, shadows were flying all over the sky.

The golden figure is naturally Luo Yang.

The person who uses Qi to control the ring is naturally Shangguan Jinhong.

Luo Yang is very depressed now, because at the beginning of the action.

Ximen Chuixue is in charge of Jing Wuming.

Lu Xiaofeng dealt with Lin Xianer, Zhuge Gang, and Yan Shuangfei.

The last Shangguan Jinhong was left to Guo Xiang to deal with, with Luo Yang assisting from the side.

But for some reason, the fight turned into a confrontation between Luo Yang and Shangguan Jinhong, while Guo Xiang was unable to even intervene.

Luo Yang was puzzled.

Who knows.

At this moment, Guo Xiang and Shangguan Jinhong were even more horrified.

Although they have all seen before that Luo Yang's kung fu is not bad, at least among the younger generation, he is definitely the best.

But when Luo Yang fully demonstrated his full strength, Guo Xiang and Shangguan Jinhong realized that they had completely missed the point...