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Chapter 1163 The Last Battle (2)

Facing this knife, Musashi moved and dodged, the long sword in his hand whirled in mid-air, straight to Ye Zixuan's chest, the sword and sword were not far from the deadly square inch, the same was true of Ye Zixuan's saber, Ye Zixuan had stabbed in the blink of an eye There are nine knives out, each of which has nine ingenious changes, each of which points to Musashi's vitals.

The dust on the L bridge suddenly rose all over the sky, the leaves not far away also fell a little in the river wind, the whistle of the sword in Ye Zixuan's hand, and the clear chant of Musashi's long sword all broke out at this moment When I got up, a few fallen leaves were flying and circling in the air in a rotating manner under the control of the strength of the two people, extremely sharp.

The clashing sound of swords and swords was like Qingyue's phoenix cry, and the two passed each other amidst the dust and broken leaves flying in the sky.

But at the moment when he was wrong, Ye Zixuan's body suddenly spun, kicked the bridge pier, like a tornado, and chased Musashi's body like a tornado, and the saber in his hand drew a full crescent arc, towards Musashi stabbed out of his own body, and his movements were like a flying fish leaping into the air, with a kind of flawless perfection.

This saber was learned by Ye Zixuan after the sparring between Song Tiandao and Shangguan Long. At this time, it is like a Changhong lying on the waves, with a natural sharpness of a master.

Musashi Izumi's expression tensed instantly, and his eyes were full of strange lights. Although he had already treated Ye Zixuan as a lifelong enemy, he never expected that Ye Zixuan's tyranny was still unexpected. At this moment, Ye Zixuan pursued him from behind. Come, if there is no special means, with his back to the long knife, he may be stabbed before turning around completely.

But I saw Musashi Issei pointing the side of the long sword with his front finger on the mottled and old railing in front of him, the long sword let out a long moan, and produced a spring force, following the force of the flick of the long sword, Musashi Issei looked like Like a fallen leaf, it jumped up lightly, turned around in mid-air and swung the sword, the sword acted like a knife, and slashed at Ye Zixuan's head.

The tip of the knife and the tip of the sword meet together strangely, but there is no sound at all.

The bodies of the two people crossed again, Ye Zixuan was like a dragon spinning the ground, Musashi was like an eagle soaring in the sky, when the bodies of the two stood still, the leaves shattered all over the sky and fell down, Ye Zixuan and Musashi together The place where our office was standing was exactly where it was before the battle. The two looked at each other. At this moment, they couldn't hide their admiration.

Yuan Yuchuan, Shen Wanqian, and the others, like the Weiss people, could see that the fight between Ye Zixuan and Musashi Yiben was absolutely fatal, and there was absolutely no reservation between the two of them, every move and every style of the two of them contained ingenuity Yuan Yuchuan sighed with emotion, if Ye Zixuan's opponent was himself, he would have died at this moment.

The same is true for Musashi, if his opponent is not Ye Zixuan, the sword he stabbed just now would have already overwhelmed his opponent.

"Shadow, of the two of them, who is stronger?"

Although she already had the best estimate of Musashi Ichimoto, Qin Xiyan still had indescribable shock in her eyes. The other party was stronger than she imagined, so she asked Ying Ying a question, and Ying shook her head slightly. Her eyesight is not bad. It can be seen that the martial arts attainments of the two are between brothers, but also because of this, the outcome is also between brothers.

Until the last moment, no one knows which of these two people will win and who will lose, and who will win and who will die.

After a few seconds of stagnation, Ye Zixuan and Musashi Iben didn't speak, they just moved their feet, and the two sides once again attacked like a rainbow. The knife in Ye Zixuan's hand was faster, faster than lightning, and one knife after another, it was like the sky. The thunder strikes, but Musashi Ippun's sword remains unchanged and adapts to all changes, without any change.

The sword is like a breeze, it doesn't seem to have the slightest threat, but when the sword appears, people find that it can always block Ye Zixuan's knife, and the precision is outrageous.

After resisting the four or five swords, Ye Zixuan's sword flashed, and the sun shot out, blinding Musashi Ippen's eyes.

When Musashi Issuan squinted his eyes subconsciously, Ye Zixuan dragged the saber to speed up suddenly, and when he was close to Musashi Isso, he slashed with the saber in an instant. No matter the footsteps, eyesight, body shape, technique, and momentum of this slash were all coordinated into one, it was even more rare It is to show a confidence to fight brazenly, even if it is death, the opponent will have to pay a heavy price.

Musashi Izumi flicked his wrist, and the point of the sword touched the front of the saber.

With a crisp sound, the corner of Ye Zixuan's mouth twitched and he backed away, and he kept shaking his wrists to relieve the opponent's shocking force, but he didn't expect that the opponent's strength never diminished.

But before Ye Zixuan stabilized his body, Musashi took a step forward, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword hit Ye Zixuan's abdomen like a rocket.

Ye Zixuan's expression was startled and he slashed backhand.

There was a violent collision of the sword, and there was a dull and clicking sound in the air.

The two backed away, but quickly rushed forward again. No one wiped the blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

Between eight or nine breaths, the old and the young went through more than 30 strokes.

And they almost change four or five changes between each move, and each change is almost completed in an instant. Every knife and sword of theirs points to the deadly place of the opponent, and every move of them is also a murder. However, none of them has killed anyone so far, but the emotions of all the guests have become uncontrollable and anxious.

Both the Longshuo people and the Weiss people tensed up and waved their fists to cheer for their families.

At this moment, the wind of the river gradually increased, blowing the fallen leaves and grass clippings on both sides, making some blindfolded.

On the viewing platform, the bloody hand sitting in the wheelchair, with a ferocious face, roared sharply:
"Ye Tianlong, I didn't expect you to be so tyrannical, but no matter what happens today, you will die."

"If I don't kill you, how can I be worthy of Nakamura Shixiong? How can I be worthy of Tianfeng Thirteen Niang? How can I be worthy of my Davis Empire?"

"Master, kill him, kill him, revenge for the dead compatriots, revenge!"

As the fight intensified, the emotions of both sides gradually rose, and the bloody hand kept shouting the blood debt owed by Ye Zixuan. Amidst the cold shouting, the long sword in Musashi's hand split the air and shone brightly like a sword. Trembling like a fiery snake, humming softly, pouring towards Ye Zixuan, he advanced six steps, but made thirteen sword strikes.

"Bloody hand, are you still alive?"

Mo Qixiong threatened unceremoniously: "Okay, when Ye Shao kills old Musashi, I will kill you too."

Ye Zixuan didn't care about the scolding between the two camps, but just focused on dealing with Musashi Ippun, waving the saber in his hand again and again, resisting Musashi Izon's attack.

Soon, after more than a dozen moves, the bodies of the two collided with each other at a high speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and began to fight more fiercely. At some point, Ye Zixuan changed from holding the knife with one hand to holding the knife with both hands. There was a whirring explosion, the light of the sword flashed like thunder and lightning, and the sword slashed towards Musashi with a whirling sound.

And Musashi's long sword wrapped around his body like a silver dragon in the air, his footsteps seem to advance and retreat, the sharp sound of the long sword sweeping through the air is not inferior to Ye Zixuan's sword in the slightest.

The sword collided again, and with the sound of metal explosions, the two were separated again like an electric shock.

I saw that Ye Zixuan's clothes were torn in four or five places, blood was flowing, and there was a long knife mark on Musashi's collarbone to his chest.

Qin Xiyan and the others sat upright together, and suddenly lost their voices: "Tianlong!"

They were concerned, worried that Ye Zixuan would be hit hard.

Bloody Hands and other Wess people were also breathless: "Master..."

They couldn't believe it, they didn't seem to expect that Ye Zixuan could fight against Musashi Ippon, which is the symbol of Weiss's martial arts.

Seeing the stunned look of Xueshou and the others, Shen Wanqian and Song Jincheng's camp suddenly burst into excited shouts:

"Good fight!"

"The old guy is injured, he's going to stop cooking!"

"So cool, shit, I thought I was making a movie!"

"Damn it, I told you earlier, Young Master Ye is invincible! If I had known earlier, I would have taken out my pants!"

"Return the copy of Musashi, the symbol of Weiss martial arts, it's useful."

"That's right, even Young Master Ye can't beat him, yet he dares to come to Long Shuo to clamor and seek death."

"Come again!"

Ye Zixuan didn't respond to his mother's worries, he retracted his knife and pointed forward, he turned around slowly, like a goshawk staring at the food he was about to pounce on, with a powerful and incomparable momentum, and Musashi also licked it. The blood on the corner of the mouth, the cold light flickering in the eyes, the long sword pointing obliquely, the killing intent revealed by it is not inferior to Ye Zixuan at all.

Without waiting for the opponent to make a move, he swung his saber, and Ye Zixuan drew an arc to cover Musashi Ippen.

This time, Ye Zixuan poured [-]% of his strength into the sword. The encounters and fights these days were like a whetstone, making Ye Zixuan sharper day by day, and the precipitation of Babao Mountain made him more restrained. At this moment, Ye Zixuan felt that he was melting Losing himself between heaven and earth, Musashi Izumi narrowed his eyes slightly as if sensing the sharpness of a sword.

But he didn't back down or evade at all. With a light flick of his wrist, the long sword picked out a circle, and with a ding sound, he silently tapped Ye Zixuan's saber, trying to seal it again. Unexpectedly, the change was It happened at this time, the saber suddenly emitted a destructive blade light and momentum, and Musashi Izumoto's gaze instantly condensed into a light.

He captured an irresistible overwhelming aura, even with his determination, he couldn't help but be amazed at the shaky and invincible sword.

Musashi Yiben let out a low cry, and pressed [-]% of his palms, trying to suppress Ye Zixuan's violent rise: This kid is really not to be underestimated.

The sharp saber and the long sword collided again, making a muffled sound like thunder in July, and the bodies of the two flew backwards.

Ye Zixuan didn't even have a chance to catch his breath, and rushed forward with a single step, even crazier and more ferocious than before: "Kill!"

There was not even a trace of emotional waves on Musashi's face, his calmness was admirable, he was waiting, waiting for the sudden attack of Ye Zixuan's torrent.

Musashi is waiting, he is waiting for the moment when Ye Zixuan goes crazy.

(End of this chapter)