beg for chivalry

The Juntian sword technique used by Wu Mengzhu is completely different from Yan Jiubian's just now. If Yan Jiubian's three-legged cat kung fu can teach people to see the sword marks, Wu Wugong's Juntian sword can really be called Get "No Trace".Although Jinwu has seen the genuine Juntian swordsmanship once, and remembers it clearly, but with his current strength, it is really difficult for him to be exactly the same as the Tongwu leader.

Jin Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and barely stood up leaning on his sword.

He was a little thankful that what he was wearing today was Houtianlou's black silk military uniform, even if it was soaked in blood, no one could tell.

"Uncle Wu, the sword technique you just used...why is it the first level?" Jin Wu coughed a few times, spitting out the blood stuck in his throat.

Wu Wugong looked cold and serious, "Because you have learned poorly, and Wu couldn't stand it anymore, so I will teach you what is the Juntian Sword Art."

Even though he said this, his heart was in a state of confusion.He has long seen that the swordsmanship key of this black-clothed Rakshasa is from the same source as that of the martial arts, who else in the world can learn it except the martial arts?

But if one really wanted to admit this, it would be to admit that the black-clothed Rakshasa was really the Golden Crow, and it would be equivalent to denying what one said earlier before everyone.

Jinwu didn't realize what Wu Wugong was thinking at this time, he saw him kicking the ground with his toe, the broken Tianyu Iron Knife whirled and flew up, drawing a silver arc in mid-air, and was firmly held by him again. Hold it in your hand.

The black-clothed Raksha held back his hands in the Taiji sword, although his face was bloodless, he still forced a smile and said: "Don't worry about me, just use the latter two realms of swordsmanship."

"Nonsense! When did Wu ever care about you?" Wu Wugong scolded in displeasure.

"Didn't that sword just avoid the vital point?" Jin Wu smiled weakly and said, "If Uncle has the heart, he can kill me whenever he wants."

He staggered and took a step forward, leaving a bloodstain on the stone brick.The sharp pain running through his body gradually became numb and became silent. At the same time, his hands holding the knife and sword gradually became numb, as if they were taken away by the blood bitterness together with the pain.

The analgesic effect of Xuekushi is really amazing, it can make people who are seriously injured and unable to stand still alive instantly, but Jinwu once took it once at the Thousand Monks Meeting five years ago, knowing the subsequent backlash is unbearable.

In an instant, the Raksha ghost stomped his feet, and his figure flew out like an arrow on a string.He clenched his teeth and shouted, "It's just... I won't sit still!"

Wu Wugong's eyes froze, and in an instant, he swung the Juntian Sword.When the black-clothed Rakshasa jumped up to his eyes, he hung up his sword in one step, and the blade rotated upwards, the blade of the sword reflected the terrifying eyes of the two people covered with bloodshot eyes.The Juntian Sword is as powerful as thunder, bursting out in an instant with a scorching flame that is better than a bullfight.

Raksha held the saber in one hand and the sword in the other, bowed left and right, the blades of both hands interlaced, and slammed against the Juntian sword.

The two fought hand-to-hand, each exerting all their strength on the iron, as if they wanted to smash each other into the ground.The veins on the back of Martial League Leader's hands popped up, his brows straightened, and he let out two words between clenched teeth:

"Frost... Blade!"

A sense of ominousness came to his heart, the Raksha ghost retreated violently, leaning back, trying to dodge the Great Heaven Sword, but he couldn't dodge the sixth level "Frost Blade" of the Great Heaven Sword Art.Juntian swordsmanship emphasizes the three characters of "quick, bold, and strong", the state of "Wuhen" is "fast", and the state of "Frost Blade" is "rigid".

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes: Once the frost blade comes out, it is invincible.

And that's how it is today.Although Juntian's sword light is as bright and white as cold autumn water and a bright moon among the clouds, it has no softness at all.With a swipe of the blade of the cold light, the sword in the black-clothed Raksha's hand was cut off like mud.Raksha backed away in astonishment, but felt a gust of wind sweeping across his face, and the bridge of his nose was almost broken by the sword energy.

At the same time, the stone bricks under his feet cracked suddenly, opening a shocking deep ravine.The sword energy actually split the stone bricks in the air!The cold light of the sword blade intertwined and scattered, Jin Wu felt as if hundreds of thousands of Great Heaven Swords were swiping at him at the same time, and he was like a turtle in a urn, besieged on all sides, with nowhere to escape.

Wu Wugong suddenly shouted in front of him: "The eighth level, burning rhinoceros!"

Although the burning rhinoceros is taken from the allusion of Wen Qiao from Jin Dynasty who burns the rhinoceros horn to illuminate the monsters in the water, it is used in Juntian swordsmanship, which means that the sword holder can see the fire clearly, and the opponent's every move is in his own eyes.At this time, Wu Wugong's sword was angry and his eyes were piercing.Luo Sha in black felt as if he was the prey being stared at by the falcon, and trembled all over his body.

Wu Wugong's figure became insignificant in front of his eyes, like a thin layer of mist.His movements seemed to be very slow, but the sword was drawn extremely fast, as if it could stab thousands of miles in an instant.

Several bloodstains suddenly burst out from Jinwu's body, he was resisting with all his strength, trying to escape from the sword wind, but suddenly he heard Wu Wugong say in a deep voice:

"The tenth level, ecstasy!"

In an instant, sword energy pierced the sky like a rainbow.Under the boiling sword force, the roof of the treasure hall seemed to be blown off, and the stone bricks of the hall were restless and rattling like fish in water.Looking in front of you, it looks like a towering cliff; looking behind you, it looks like you are facing a thick sea and abyss.

This sword fully embodies the "Hao" tactic.Seeing the momentum, everyone was shocked, and felt that there were two wars. They were so shocked by this majestic momentum that they wanted to kneel down forever.Let me ask the thousands of swordsmen in the world, who can make such a sword that swallows up mountains and rivers, so that the sky and the earth are darkened, and the sun and the moon change color?

Wu Wugong stabbed out with a sword, just like a dragon startled up, Yuqiu swam around.At the same time, Neng Liang, the leader of the Tunri Gang who was tied to the ground before, roared wildly, bounced up completely, dragging his bulky body towards the black-clothed Rakshasa.Qian Xian'er gritted her teeth, pulled out the iron sword from Lan Qi, and also rushed forward.Abbot Lang Si waved his treasured pestle and charged straight at him.

In an instant, Rakshasa in black was besieged by everyone in the hall.He raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of people from the Wumeng who were showing their ferocious appearance, and the shadows of people came over like covering the sky and covering the ground.

At this critical juncture, Jin Wu's eyes froze and he held his breath.Jun Tianjian hadn't completely swung the sword yet, and he sketched out the complete appearance in his mind.Elimination of the soul has always meant pity, parting and farewell. The tenth step of Juntian swordsmanship is to unite the swordsman and the sword.

So the black-clothed Raksha also shouted in a cold voice: "... Escape the soul!"

Everyone in the Martial League was startled, and they saw the Raksha ghost swiping his sword, and the cold light spread across the sky and the earth, creating magnificent waves.A wave of hostility rushed towards the face, piercing the sky, and the black-clothed Rakshasa actually made the same sword move!The two styles of "elimination of the soul" were balanced, Wu Wugong's veins were bulging, Jin Wu tried his best, and the battle was evenly divided.

The Jianghu disciples around the hall watched nervously and did not dare to make a sound.After a long time, there was some commotion in the crowd, someone murmured: "This evil ghost...really...really learned the Juntian swordsmanship of the Martial Alliance Master in Sihe!"

The leader of the Tunri Gang yelled: "Don't be afraid! This kid is terminally ill and has no strength. He is just a soft-legged shrimp who can put on airs. Watch me give him two hammers and hammer out his shit!"

With a crisp sound, the sword in Jin Wu's hand suddenly shattered.This time the blade was really cut into powder by Wu Wugong, it can no longer be used.

But Jin Wu still had a knife in his hand.At the moment when Wu Wugong shattered his sword blade, he swung the knife held in the other hand out, the light of the knife was as clear and soft as autumn water, but with undoubted strength.

Looking at the Wumeng people flying towards them, Jin Wu said coldly:

"The first cut, flawless."

This saber was practiced in vain, extremely soft and flexible, it stopped all the weapons attacking from all directions.No matter how strong someone is, this knife can firmly guard Luo Sha's body, and teach him not to hurt him.In an instant, there were only a few crackling sounds like clanging music, and the black-clothed Rakshasa came out of the shadow of the sword, light and sword, and stepped forward on the inclined steps.

Abbot Lang Si's long eyebrows trembled, and he lost his voice: "...he used the Yubai sword technique, and this evil spirit stole the Yubai sword technique as well!"

Hearing this, everyone in the Martial League didn't dare to be negligent, and everyone was sweating in their palms.

Yan Jiubian saw that the Raksha ghost's eyes were fierce and rushed towards him, knowing that the situation was not good, he didn't dare to hold back, he gritted his teeth and cast the silkworm thread.The criss-crossing silver lines couldn't stop the Raksha Ghost in the slightest. He swiped the Tianyu Iron Knife quickly, and the blade went from bottom to top, moving forward, cutting off the strong wind in an instant.

Hoarfrost seemed to have fallen in the treasure hall, and the eyes were covered with a vast expanse of whiteness, but this was not frost, but a scorching knife light.The tip of the knife broke the silkworm thread, and the Golden Crow rushed forward like an unstoppable sharp blade.

Raksha Ghost's eyes were like lightning, and his movements were nimble, dashing left and right among the crowd blocking him.When everyone saw him making a knife, they said in a low voice, "Second knife, Yuxue Huihan."

Wu Wugong held a sharp sword, and Abbot Lang Si danced wildly with a treasured pestle.There are so many disciples in Jianghu, they all rush forward to catch the black-clothed Rakshasa by the corners of his clothes.An angry roar burst out of their mouths, shaking the tile roof to hum.But when meeting that knife, it seemed that all the impregnable formations were instantly defeated.

The people who blocked Luo Sha were suddenly chapped, and their bodies were cut into countless cracks by the fine sword edge.A group of disciples were stunned by the knife, blood drops were flying all over the sky, and wailing was one after another.

A sharp-eyed disciple saw Luo Sha's intentions, and shouted in panic, "Stop him, he's going to kill Yubai Swordsman!"

Luo Sha stepped forward, three steps and two steps forward.He jumped up, stepped on the backs of the disciples, stepped on the shoulders of the disciples, dodged Wu Wugong's sword and the weapons of the others behind him, and finally rushed to one person.

From the very beginning, that person had been sitting beside the tea boat with folded hands, sitting behind the leaders of the various factions of the Martial League, quietly watching the scene of Raksha fighting with everyone.

At this moment, Jin Wu glared at her and gnashed his teeth, the tip of the knife stabbed in front of her, but stopped only a few feet away from her.The white gauze fluttered slightly due to the wind of the knife, revealing the corners of the woman's beautiful upturned mouth.

Everything in the treasure hall seemed to stand still at this moment. Rakshasa in black stood in front of the woman, and the blade pointed directly at her face covered with white veil.

Everyone in the Martial League turned pale and panicked, and pointed their weapons at Luo Sha, but they didn't dare to move at all.The Juntian sword rested on the back of the Raksha ghost, the golden melon was hanging above his head, and the pestle pointed at his vest, but no one dared to touch him, for fear that the Raksha ghost would make a sudden move and take away the identity of the swordsman Yubai who was close at hand. life.

Jin Wu stared at Yubai Swordsman for a long time, his lips trembled slightly.

"Get up, the left is wrong. Pick up your fake knife."

His voice was almost squeezed out from between the teeth, and every word seemed to be engraved with hatred.

"There is an evil spirit that you didn't kill ten years ago, and it came to claim your life today."

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