Swordsman of the World

chapter 91
"Boom!" A pair of men's soft boots stepped on the bricks of the square formation. The strongest swordsman in the Spirit Bone Palace and the number one swordsman recognized by Jianmen, the son of the head teacher Yue Bufan, Yue Xuan.

He is only 30 years old, and he is already at the peak level of a sword master. He is expected to break through to the level of a great sword master before the age of 40.

Among the younger generation, he is recognized as the number one. Every year in the competition held by Jianmen, he can get the number one, beating his peers.

Yang Dong also knew this person. After all, he was very famous. It is said that he practiced a bone whip sword, which is extremely powerful and can beat five opponents of the same level.

If Yang Dong faced him in the past, he would still feel a trace of fear. The heavy martial arts sword soul he cultivated was extremely powerful, like an impenetrable wall.

But now, three months after Yang Dong returned from the long-distance flight, he practiced Finger of Nothingness with a firm will, and his mentality has already changed.

He could predict that Liu Ruyan would lose in this competition.

Liu Ruyan's Poison Sword Soul is the most suitable for a long competition, let her look for opportunities to release poison, the Poison Sword Soul can not only store one kind of poison, the sword master's Poison Sword Soul can store three kinds of poison!

But if the opponent knows it, they will be prepared. Poison Sword Soul basically relies on wounds and air transmission. If Yue Xuan is prepared, it will not be easy to be poisoned.

Soon, the competition between the two began. Yue Xuan fought steadily. Facing Liu Ruyan, the poisonous sword soul, he clearly knew how to avoid the poisonous gas.

Relying on the domineering power advantage of the heavy martial arts sword soul, he constantly oppressed Liu Ruyan.

The less living space Liu Ruyan has, the more difficult it is to release the poison. If the poison cannot defeat the opponent, she is no match in terms of strength, and she is overwhelmed by pure strength in terms of skills. She will be defeated in a short time.

Both have a bit of attribute restraint.

Yang Dong found out that Yue Xuan practiced domineering swordsmanship!As a real heavy martial arts sword soul, he displayed it with a certain domineering aura. In terms of pure power, it was more than double that of Yang Dong's display.

Yang Dong couldn't stop sighing watching it. It's true that three people must have my teacher. Watching Yue Xuan's domineering swordsmanship, he also learned something different.

He watched it for a while, and felt that Liu Ruyan was about to lose. If she couldn't use the strongest poison to kill Yue Xuan, she was afraid that she would be hunted down by the sword sect, Yue Bufan, for the rest of her life.

He once heard Liu Ruyan talk about that when she awakened the Poison Sword Soul, she could only store one kind of poison. Facing the psychedelic poison that the great swordsman escaped for his life.

She can't show her full strength in this kind of competition between sects.

On the other hand, Yue Xuan didn't even use his joint whip and sword, and he also preserved his strength.

In the confrontation of Banzhuxiang, Liu Ruyan finally couldn't bear the impact, his palms were numb, and he was forced to withdraw from the square formation, but was rescued by the elders of Jianmen, and he was defeated.

Seeing Yue Xuan's victory, the people of the Bone Dao Palace finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally regained some face.

On the side of Tianzhu Sword Sect, a disciple of the peak sword master realm was quickly sent out. He was older than Yue Xuan, and his aptitude was probably not very good, but he was old and had a deep accumulation.

A great sword master from Tianzhu Sword Sect came out and said loudly: "Everyone, this is my eldest disciple, Feng Rilun, who is dull in aptitude and in his forties, but he still can't break through the great sword master, and he ranks only in the sword sect. Fifty."

As soon as this remark came out, it was obvious that Yue Xuan, who was the most powerful in the Bone Dao Palace, could not even be ranked among the fifty inner disciples of their Tianzhu Sword Sect.

"Insanity!"

"A waste who can't break through the Great Sword Master at the age of 40, how can he compare with our genius?"

"When you lose to Yue Xuan, you will feel ashamed."

The disciples of the Bone Dao Palace all spoke viciously at each other. Although they knew that there was a gap between the two sword sects, it was difficult for anyone to accept such a big gap. ?

"Hmph, whether it's good or not, it's not blown out, you'll know it after you try it." Feng Rilun's rough voice was full of provocation.

The same heavy martial arts sword soul, the same peak sword master state, but it is a competition that determines the honor of the sword school.

Yue Xuan's sword was very heavy, weighing more than seven hundred catties. He swung it with both hands like a hammer, but he had the domineering style of dancing a sword.

On the other hand, his opponent Feng Rilun, his sword is slightly narrower and belongs to a one-handed sword, but it is a fusion of various heavy irons. It is believed that the weight is not less than [-] catties, but it dances in his hands with a heavy and fast demeanor.

With Yang Dong's eyesight, he felt that the two were evenly matched. He had also used an epee before, and he knew how terrifying it was to be crushed by pure strength.

Soon, the two began to fight head-to-head.

After fighting for a while, Yue Xuan threw away his broadsword. With a bang, the bones in his right hand suddenly grew wildly, and a sword whip protruded like a dragon's spine. Everyone else felt the pain for him.

However, the bones broke through the skin, but it didn't let him bleed a drop of blood!

Swish, Yue Xuan grasped it in his hand, and after pulling out the Knuckle Whip Sword, he swiped sideways, trying to sneak attack the opponent, but Feng Rilun cleverly blocked it.

This bone whip sword is like a sword when it is hard, and it is like a whip when it is soft. It is about three meters long when it is opened, and it is more than one meter when it is retracted. There are many barbs and spurs.

Yue Xuan attacked again, the bone whip sword was obviously much heavier, he couldn't lift his whole right hand, so he had to drag it on the ground.

The epee has no front, and when he swung it, the speed did not decrease but increased.

Boom, this sword was dodged by Feng Rilun, the ground of the arena made of Qingfeng stone, the general sword energy could not hurt it at all, but it was split by Yue Xuan.

This made the originally flat and smooth square matrix reveal a trace of flaws.

Feng Rilun was also a little surprised, knowing that in the temptation just now, Yue Xuanliu had a backup.

Bang bang bang bang, both of them are sword souls of heavy martial arts, both of them tend to use violence to control violence, the crushing of pure strength, Yue Xuan, who has just reached the extreme after sacrificing his trump card, is beginning to gain the upper hand.

During the period, Feng Rilun of the Tianzhu Sword Sect also sacrificed the magic weapon of eighteen flags several times, standing in the square formation with beeping beeps, and he even used the flags to cover himself.

This tricky play has already declared him a failure.

After all, the Sword Soul of Heavy Martial Arts did not use its own strength to defeat the opponent, but instead used these small tricks, which is indeed a distrust of itself.

However, Yang Dong missed it this time.

Feng Rilun is not taking advantage of tricks, but he is brave and resourceful. He understands the principle that when you are strong, you will break, and even more that you can overcome strength with softness.

When Yue Xuan's attack was frustrated and he started to attack the flag array indiscriminately, he was obviously impatient.

On the other hand, Feng Rilun was ready to go, and finally, relying on a banner to cover up, he sold a fake posture, deceived Yue Xuan, and succeeded in a sneak attack from behind.

It directly broke Yue Xuan's right hand, and the whip sword flew out of his hand, officially defeated!
Yang Dong was secretly amazed that this disciple of the Heaven Punishing Sword Sect has rich combat experience!

"Somewhat interesting." Yang Dong raised the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he underestimated others. Feng Rilun had no advantage in strength, but he won by virtue of wisdom.

The moment Yue Xuan lost, he couldn't believe that he lost. He had the certainty of winning, but he regretted losing.

Everyone in the Bone Dao Palace was dejected, and among the sword masters, the younger generation were all defeated.

Shaking his head, sighing and sighing, those old sword cultivators who were dozens of years old even cried secretly. Isn't it sad that Jianmen has fallen like this.

"Haha, hahaha." Feng Rilun laughed loudly, threw the bone whip sword to Yue Xuan, and said: "Brother Yue, after all, I am older than you, and it is normal to beat you. Jianzong can also be ranked first."

Yue Xuan's face was livid, his arm had a broken bone, he was extremely uncomfortable, and he was going to be ridiculed, he took his own bone sword, and went back to the crowd without saying a word.

Yang Dong sneered disdainfully, this kind of contest is not a contest of life and death, there is nothing to look at, and he is not interested, he thinks it is all vanity, low-key is what he should do.

"Well, where's my sister? She's just a swordsman, and she hasn't cultivated a sword spirit yet, so she shouldn't have to play." Yang Dongcai remembered to look for his sister. There are few women in the Bone Dao Palace, so it's easy to see a bunch of women standing together.

Suddenly, Yang Dong saw Song Muqing, her face was pale, she was coughing continuously, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and Zhao Long'er, who was helping her by the side, hurriedly wiped it for her.

Yang Dong was stunned, and his heart was stabbed. It was the first time he saw his sister hurt and coughing up blood since he was a child!

Yang Dong's eyes were about to burst into flames.

He made three steps in parallel, pushed aside others, overturned many fellow disciples, and rushed to the place where the disciples of Jade Bone Palace were.

"Yang Dong?" The elder sister saw Yang Dong first. She was also injured in this competition. Her face was originally old, but because of the injury, she looked even older.

The elder sister was rescued by Yang Dong because she was in the wood spirit clan's expedition to the secret realm last time, so she treated him very well and smiled: "You are finally willing to come back."

However, Yang Dong directly ignored the elder sister and walked up to Song Muqing, embarrassing the elder sister.

Looking at her, his sister, whom he hadn't seen for several months, was actually injured. Normally, he wouldn't even be willing to scold her, but he was actually injured!

"Who did it!" Yang Dong asked straight up.

"Huh? Brother?" Song Muqing was also surprised. Yang Dong, who had been away for several months, came back suddenly, which made her a little surprised.

But she straightened her back quickly, pretending to be okay, and said: "Brother, I, I'm fine, you're back, I'm so worried about you, if it wasn't for the elder sister and they said you were really out of danger, I would go out I'm looking for you, uh, cough cough..."

She couldn't help it in the end, and coughed again.

"Who did it!" Yang Dong asked again: "Who hurt you?"

Zhao Long'er frowned and said, "Yang Dong, why are you so fierce? Mu Qing broke through to the sword master realm last month, and she was injured just now in a competition with the sword master of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Get out of the way!" Seeing Song Muqing coughing up blood again, Yang Dong pushed Zhao Long'er away, hugged her in his arms, took out a spiritual source, put it on her chest, and used spiritual healing to heal her injury.

While healing his wounds, he hummed: "Shaoyang Meridian, Taiyi Meridian, Hand Xiaoyin Meridian are all damaged, the inner spleen and both tendons are damaged, how unreasonable, how unreasonable, dare to hurt my sister, I want you to pay with blood .”

"Brother, ahem... I, I'm fine." Song Muqing smiled wryly, "I only lost the battle after defeating six of their inner disciples. I didn't disgrace my brother."

"Well, Qing'er is very good, well done." Yang Dongrou said: "Stop talking, it will affect the injury, wait a minute, you watch, brother will avenge you."

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