Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Compare swordsmanship with me? You have only been practicing for a few years, are you qualified? When I was practicing swordsmanship, you were still playing in the mud!"

The one-armed swordsman could sense that Zhang Yi had a good understanding of the art of swordsmanship, but as a swordsman, he also knew the importance of mentality, and he kept talking to try to influence Zhang Yi's sword focus.

But who is Zhang Yi? How could it be possible that a few words from the one-armed swordsman would affect the Taoist mind?

"Boom boom boom!"

The collision between the two powerful sword lights caused a burst of earth-shattering, and the void was shattered by the sharp sword light. The figure of the one-armed sword master continued to retreat under the remaining power, but Zhang Yi was He remained motionless, staring at the one-armed swordsman with cold eyes.

"What's the use of living so many more years? I can crush you just in terms of swordsmanship!"

"One-armed Sword Master, today I will kill your arm again with my sword skills!"

Zhang Yi smiled contemptuously. The one-armed swordsman's understanding of the art of swordsmanship was not as good as that of Hu Jianchi, and there was no comparison with Zhang Yi at all.

Hearing this, the old face of the one-armed swordsman turned red. Just as Zhang Yi said, everything just now proved that he was no match for Zhang Yi in terms of swordsmanship alone, especially when he saw Yue Yao looking at Zhang Yi with a look of admiration. The look in his eyes was even more furious.

"Zhang Yi! You have successfully angered me. Today I will let you see the anger of a swordsman!"

"Sword cultivators cannot be humiliated!"

The one-armed swordsman actually wanted to escape, but now that he had been put on the shelf, in front of his beloved, there was no way out. The only way to maintain his dignity was to fight!

The most important thing is that he didn't expect Zhang Yi to be so strong, and this was just the way of swordsmanship.

What does this prove? It proved that Zhang Yi had not yet used all his strength, which made his sense of shame reach its peak.

He has been in seclusion for decades, and he did not come out just to be slapped in the face.

This fight is for dignity and for his wishful thinking!

"I have been in seclusion in the Wan Zhang Sword Cave for thirty years, using my body to cultivate the sword. This sword was originally meant to protect Yao'er, but today I have to use it on you. You deserve it in this life."

The one-armed swordsman muttered something, and his mood gradually became calmer.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly. He could feel the strange aura from the one-armed sword master getting stronger and stronger, and a sense of crisis gradually came to his mind. Naturally, he would not give the one-armed sword master this chance.

I saw Zhang Yi holding the Tianyang Sword in both hands and standing it in front of his chest. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the sword. He gave up all distracting thoughts. Only he and the Tianyang Sword were left in this world, and a majestic sword power It erupted from him like an invincible sword god.

"I have a sword that can kill everything!"

Zhang Yi swung this sword, and the sky and the earth changed color. Countless terrifying sword lights appeared out of thin air, and then condensed into a golden long sword. The aura it exuded was as hot as the scorching sun, and the aura filled with the meaning of destruction The sword intent turned everything around him into annihilation.

Fortunately, Yue Yao took action in time to block the sword force, otherwise even the Daozong Mountain Gate would have been affected. ŴŴŴ.

But at this moment, the one-armed sword master was unhurried, his eyes were closed tightly, and his clothes had been torn and torn by the wave of swords.

"I sacrifice my blood to my sword. The blood sword will be destroyed!"

The next moment, the one-armed sword master was seen throwing his long sword filled with cold light into the air, and at the same time, he drew the long sword towards his only remaining right arm. The blood suddenly dyed the sword light red, and the sword body It also began to vibrate crazily, and the originally cyan sword body was instantly filled with a strange blood color.

After that, the one-armed sword master looked extremely weak, but there was a crazy smile on his face, "Hahaha, Zhang Yi! You want to defeat me with swordsmanship? Impossible!"

"I am the strongest swordsman in the ancient realm, go to hell!"

The one-armed swordsman shouted loudly, and his whole body became extremely crazy. With a roar, the bloody long sword burst out with blood, dyeing the whole world blood red, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Not good! He actually sacrificed his body to the sword. It seems like this is the only way..."

Zhang Yi felt the crazy aura, and finally knew where the mysterious aura from the one-armed sword master came from, and felt a lot more at ease.

Simply put, all of this is still under his control.

"Three Pure Holy Laws!"

Between the seals formed by Zhang Yi's hands, three identical incarnations appeared, and each incarnation displayed the sword moves just now, and four extremely terrifying sword lights went straight towards the one-armed sword master.

He once said that if he wanted to crush the one-armed sword master with the way of the sword, he must crush him with the way of the sword. If he used the Immortal Killing Way, I am afraid that the one-armed sword master would not be able to sustain a move at all.

This is the only way to completely crush the pride of the one-armed swordsman!

That is to say, this matter concerns Yueyao, otherwise he wouldn't have made it so troublesome.

"Crack!"

When the blood sword encountered Zhang Yi's sword light in an invincible and destructive manner, the bloody light was so generous that it destroyed the sword light in an instant.

But before the one-armed swordsman could get happy, he saw Zhang Yi performing the Three Purities Holy Technique. Three incarnations with the same aura as Zhang Yi appeared, and the sword moves he performed were not weak. How could this be fun?

"Zhang Yi! You don't follow martial ethics!"

When the one-armed sword master saw that the three sword lights that Zhang Yi used later merged into one, forming a sword light that was as high as the sky, and it was extremely easy to kill the sword light that had been hidden for thirty years, the one-armed sword master suddenly curled up. Spurting out a mouthful of old blood, Dao's heart was severely damaged, and his breath was sluggish, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

"Yeah! Senior brother will win! Senior brother is mighty!"

"What kind of bullshit sword master is still being crushed by our senior brother with his sword skills?"

"With this kind of character, you still want to pursue our sect master and snatch a woman from our senior brother? You are simply courting death!"

The disciples of Dao Sect were extremely excited when they saw this scene. They did not expect Zhang Yi to have achieved such an achievement in swordsmanship.

"Crack!"

I thought that Zhang Yi's sword would take the life of the one-armed swordsman, but in the end it only cut off his right arm. The sword energy on it entangled him, and it cut off his idea of ​​rebirth after the broken arm in this life.

"I said, I will crush you with swordsmanship!"

Although the one-armed swordsman accused Zhang Yi of not being a martial artist, Zhang Yi did not think so. After all, he did not use any other power when he performed the Three Pure Ones Holy Method. He simply crushed with the power of swordsmanship.

"Puff..."

Hearing this, the one-armed swordsman spit out another mouthful of old blood. He was heartbroken. This was more heartbreaking than cutting off his arm. The so-called killing and breaking the heart is just like this.

"You...you...have no moral principles! I don't accept it!"

The one-armed swordsman wanted to cover his chest with his hands, but found that his arms had been cut off. He was overwhelmed with grief for a moment. There is nothing more painful than a swordsman losing both hands.

In fact, both of his arms were cut off because of Yue Yao, so it can be said that he had a beginning and an end.