Yang Xingzhou has never used a sword to fight against anyone since he competed with Dongfang Bubai in the Swordsman World. At this time, he has reached an extremely advanced level in swordsmanship, beyond the level of swordsmanship. Ordinary people

He is no longer qualified to draw his sword.

Therefore, when he met the swordsman Shuai Yifan at Yongcui Villa, Yang Xingzhou would kill him with a heavy rain pear blossom needle instead of having a sword fight with him, because Shuai Yifan was not worthy of Yang Xingzhou's sword. People like Huang Luzhi were not qualified to teach Yang Xingzhou.

swordsmanship.

But when Xue Xiaoren faced Yang Xingzhou, Yang Xingzhou finally pulled out his long sword.

His sword is called "Qiankun", a magical weapon built with the strength of a country, the emperor's sword, controlling the world!

The sword is three feet six inches long, symbolizing the three hundred and sixty-five days in a year. The sword weighs twelve kilograms, symbolizing the twelve solar terms. The left and right sides of the hilt are inlaid with diamond balls, symbolizing the sun, moon, water, fire, yin and yang. The scabbard is

The Bodhisattva snake is made of snake skin. One side is painted with mountains, rivers and vegetation, and the other side is painted with people, symbolizing the country, the country, and the people.

With the long sword in his hand, Yang Xingzhou suddenly seemed to be a different person.

Just now, he had a handsome appearance, like a good young man from a troubled world. Although his bearing was extraordinary, he lacked a bit of fierceness. But now, with a sword in his hand, a shocking sword intent suddenly rose from his body, and the sword energy soared into the sky.

, the birds screamed in the sky, and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Everyone who was fighting next to them felt palpitations at the same time. They peeked at each other. Some were surprised and some were frightened.

Xue Xiaoren, who was pointed diagonally by Yang Xingzhou's sword, had an unbelievable look in his eyes, his beard and hair fluttered, and he let out a muffled groan. The blood-red long sword in his hand shook like a snake, and he shouted in a low voice: "It's so amazing.

Sword Qi! Legend has it that Yang Xingzhou is a master of marksmanship and unparalleled in fists and kicks, but I didn’t expect that your strongest skill is swordsmanship!”

As the younger brother of Xue Yiren, his family's swordsmanship is very important, and his understanding of swords is far beyond ordinary people. However, he is not as talented as his brother. No matter how hard he works, he will always fall short of something, and he will never reach the level.

Xue Yiren’s realm of swordsmanship.

It was under this kind of pressure that his personality changed drastically and he secretly formed a killer organization. When he assassinated others, his swordsmanship also changed, becoming ruthless and ruthless, and turned into a murderous swordsmanship, which was consistent with

The Xue family's ancestral swordsmanship is completely different.

But even so, he still couldn't surpass his eldest brother Xue Yiren.

Except for Xue Yiren, who considered himself third in swordsmanship, no one dared to claim second place.

But now after seeing Yang Xingzhou, he realized that he was wrong. It turned out that there were swordsman masters in this world, and Yang Xingzhou's swordsmanship was even better than that of his brother Xue Yiren.

Feeling the irresistible and shocking sword energy coming from the tip of Yang Xingzhou's sword, Xue Xiaoren felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He knew that he had underestimated Yang Xingzhou too much despite all calculations. His swordsmanship did not need to be called the second child.

You can just call it number one!

He knew that when he was enveloped by the sword energy, he could not remain indifferent and had to fight back. Otherwise, when Yang Xingzhou's sword energy filled the entire space, he would be unable to resist even one of his moves, and he shouted violently

, rushed forward, and stabbed Yang Xingzhou's throat with his long sword like a poisonous snake.

Under Yang Xingzhou's extreme pressure, his mind unexpectedly entered a state of clarity that he had never experienced before. He was greatly alert to all sensations from the outside world, and even became aware of the flow of air and every hair on Yang Xingzhou's body opposite him.

Clearly.

At this moment, he knew that his swordsmanship had entered another realm, and a feeling of great joy rose from his heart. The long sword felt responsive, and the sword full of murderous intent seemed to turn into a warm spring breeze.

Gently harvest the lives of your enemies.

This move is the famous stunt of Yidianhong in the Central Plains, but Xue Xiaoren taught Yidianhong's swordsmanship!

If Dian Hong saw the sword stabbed by Xue Xiaoren, he would definitely worship him, because he would never be able to use such a move in his life. In fact, without the pressure from Yang Xingzhou, Xue Xiaoren would not be able to break through in the face of the battle and use it.

He unleashed a sword that was beyond his own knowledge.

Even the people watching secretly from the side felt sincere admiration for Xue Xiaoren's sword. They were all masters in the world and had seen countless famous swordsmen in their lives. The Qingfeng Wuliu Swordsman from the Huashan School, Dajiu from the Kunlun School

Shi, Wudang Sect's Liangyi swordsmanship, are all extremely terrifying swordsmanship, but these swordsmanship combined are not as good as the sword that Xue Xiaoren is thrusting now.

This thrust of the sword attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard. They all turned to look at Xue Xiaoren, even forgetting about the enemy opposite.

Facing this sword that was both gentle and murderous, everyone at the scene had the idea of ​​being invincible. Even Shi Guanyin, who had always been arrogant in his life, knew that he could not escape this extraordinary sword technique.

No one in this world can dodge this sword!

But Yang Xingzhou is not from this world.

Just when the tip of Xue Xiaoren's long sword was pointing at Yang Xingzhou's throat, Yang Xingzhou's body suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already on top of the wall ten feet away.

Xue Xiaoren was pulled by Qi, and the long sword led his body, chasing Yang Xingzhou like a breeze. The sword's power surged in the middle, and the tip of the sword twisted and turned like a snake, making it impossible to tell where it would stab for a moment.

At this time, Xue Xiaoren no longer had the idea of ​​"swordsmanship" in his mind. The sword was him, he was the sword, and the sword became the continuation of his body. He even felt that the sword itself gave birth to "touch", and his thoughts moved

, the sword technique changed and enveloped Yang Xingzhou in an instant.

Yang Xingzhou's eyes showed surprise, and his body suddenly fell straight behind the wall and disappeared.

Xue Xiaoren's sword, which was beyond the standard, suddenly penetrated the air, and the power of the sword immediately failed.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted!

After the sword's power surges to its extreme limit, it is followed by failure. Its rise and fall are also sudden. Swordsmanship and dynasty also have different approaches but the same purpose.

Yang Xingzhou was well versed in its principles and wanted to see this amazing swordsmanship, so he retreated again and again. He couldn't bear to comment on it, he just wanted to see what surprises Xue Xiaoren could have for himself.

The sword light faded away.

Xue Xiaoren's body slowly fell in the air and landed on the top of the wall. His face was desolate and he looked up at the sky.

The sword in his hand suddenly broke.

"Brother, I finally surpassed you!"

He murmured to himself, with an expression that seemed both happy and sad.

After a moment, he turned to look at Yang Xingzhou who suddenly appeared next to him: "Yang Xingzhou, how about my sword?"

Yang Xingzhou applauded and praised: "Excellent swordsmanship! It can be called a peerless sword! Of all the people I have seen when I came to this world, in terms of swordsmanship alone, you are the best!"

Xue Xiaoren nodded and said: "Master Yang, if you are free, I hope you can practice this sword technique in front of my elder brother, and let him know that Mr. Xue actually knows swords."

Yang Xingzhou said: "Okay!"

Xue Xiaoren slowly closed his eyes and said no more.

A gust of wind blew, and his body suddenly fell down and landed among the flowers at the base of the wall. A thin stream of blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and he lost all breath.

The sword strike just now had used up all his energy and energy. After one blow, not only the sword was shattered, but also the internal organs and the eight extraordinary meridians.
Chapter completed!