Chapter 30
Two sword lights, one majestic, form a gorgeous and beautiful sword river.
The other one was cold, dazzling, and fleeting.
Both sword lights are terrible, but they are very different.
If the Jianhe river displayed by jianmenger is equivalent to a giant of heaven and earth with all the power to crush, then the cold sword light displayed by jianwushuang is like an assassin who escapes into the void and is everywhere, the king of killing!
Although the giant of heaven and earth has the power to crush everything, it can be the king of killing and the top assassin. Is it necessary to compete with him? Of course not.
Whew!
The flickering sword light reappeared, bypassing the long and gorgeous sword river and directly appeared in front of jianmeng'er, so that jianmeng had no time to react, and the sword light had passed through his wrist.
A touch of blood floated, clanging, and the Sansha sword fell to the ground.
Jian Wushuang's body shape didn't know when it had appeared in front of jianmeng'er. The long sword blade in his hand pointed directly at jianmeng'er's throat, but finally stopped less than half a centimeter in front of jianmeng'er's throat. Such a close distance, the coldness of the blade immediately made jianmeng'er's heart tremble, and the beautiful face became pale at this moment, without a trace of blood.
Time seems to have completely stopped at this moment.
On the school field, everyone stared at the scene on the high platform in disbelief.
"He, he won?"
"Sword dream, defeated!"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!!!"
The next moment, the whole school field rang out a burst of roaring and exclamation like a mountain collapse and tsunami.
In the stands
"Impossible!" That calm and self-confident water chill towards Jian meng'er was the first to stand up, and the expression on his face was also colorful at this moment.
"How is it possible?" Jian Lan was completely stunned. He couldn't believe that everything in front of him was actually true.
"Failed, jianmeng, who used his swordsmanship, unexpectedly failed?" Those big people in the stands looked at each other at the moment, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.
It should be noted that just now they all thought that jianmeng'er would win. There was no suspense in this duel, but the result gave everyone a loud slap.
"Nameless swordsmanship, unparalleled swordsmanship is nameless swordsmanship!" Jianxinhong's eyes burst with thick essence light.
"Nameless swordsmanship?" Everyone around looked over.
"That's the supreme first sword skill of our Jianhou mansion. Only the past generations of Jiange Pavilion owners have been qualified to understand it. And only three of the past generations of Jiange Pavilion owners can really understand this sword skill. I didn't expect this boy to understand the unknown sword skill? It must be his father. Yes, his father must have taught him." Jianxinhong said excitedly.
It's no wonder he is so excited. After all, nameless swordsmanship is too advanced. It's an incredible thing to understand this swordsmanship.
"What nameless swordsmanship can't be compared with my Tianyuan sword sect's Daqian swordsmanship?" Shui Han's heart is cold.
"Shui Hanxin, you are ignorant. The Daqian sword skill of your Tianyuan sword sect is great, but it doesn't mean that no sword skill can surpass Daqian sword skill. For example, the nameless sword skill of Jianhou mansion is stronger than that of your Tianyuan sword sect." Bai Chong sneered at Shui Hanxin, "don't believe it. If you haven't heard of nameless swordsmanship, you should have heard of its other name, virtual swordsmanship."
"Virtual swordsmanship? The best virtual swordsmanship in the world?" Shui Hanxin was surprised, "you said that the sword unparalleled just cast, is the virtual sword skill?"
"Not bad." Bai Chong cocked his mouth and nodded, "there are nine kinds of famous virtual swordsmanship, among which the strongest and most terrible latter three kinds of swordsmanship are said to have been lost long ago, while the middle three kinds of swordsmanship are extremely rare and valuable. Even if you Tianyuan sword sect pay a great price, it is difficult to get it."
"But the first three types of swordsmanship of virtual swordsmanship are not very precious. Even some second-class forces that are much weaker than your Tianyuan sword sect can get the secret script of the first three types of swordsmanship as long as they are willing to pay the price."
"As far as I know, 200 years ago, the first owner of Jianhou mansion, who founded Jianhou mansion, spent a lot of money to get the first three types of secret scripts of virtual swordsmanship, which are nameless swordsmanship!"
"What jianwushuang just performed is the first type of virtual swordsmanship, blood shadow!"
"Blood shadow?"
Hearing the name, everyone couldn't help recalling the sword just now.
A sword comes out as fast as a ghost, and the blade falls, bringing a touch of floating red. Floating red into a shadow, that is, blood shadow.
"What a terrible sword." These big people in the stands couldn't help admiring.
"Shui Hanxin, your precious disciple lost this battle!" Bai Chong said directly.
Shui Han's heart sank.
Failed!
It really failed.
On the challenge arena, the sword in jianwushuang's hand is still suspended in front of jianmeng'er's neck. At this moment, as long as his palm is slightly pushed forward, it can immediately make jianmeng'er disappear.
"The sword is unparalleled. Are you satisfied now? If you are not satisfied, kill me directly." Jian Menger smiled bitterly, but the laughter was extremely miserable.
Jian Wushuang took a deep look at Jian Menger, didn't speak, put down the long sword, and then leaned down to pick up the murderous sword that fell on the ground, slowly stroking the sword.
"Sansha sword."
Recapture Sansha sword. There was a little surprise in Jian Wushuang's eyes. Then he raised his head again and looked at jianmeng'er. Cold words rang heavily in jianmeng'er's ears.
"Two months ago, I told you that the sword Pavilion... Will always be the sword Pavilion of the sword Pavilion, the sword Pavilion of my father, and my sword Pavilion. No one else, no matter who, can touch anything!"
"I'll chop whoever just touches it!"
"No one is to blame for what happened today. You are responsible for everything!"
"Blame yourself?" Jian Menger was stunned, and her face had no blood at all. At this moment, she was pale again. She laughed at herself, and her eyes were empty.
But just then
"Blame yourself, what a sentence."
A magnificent and incomparably loud voice suddenly rang out on the school field. Hearing the sound and looking, they noticed the cold faced young man who was always standing next to Shui Hanxin.
The young man also carried a long sword and stood quietly beside Shui Hanxin. From beginning to end, he was indifferent and didn't say a word. But at this moment, his eyes suddenly raised, his body moved, and he appeared directly on the high platform with two simple steps. At the same time, a loud drink also echoed in the world.
"Tianyuan sword sect night ink, unparalleled sword, dare to fight with me!"
……
The other one was cold, dazzling, and fleeting.
Both sword lights are terrible, but they are very different.
If the Jianhe river displayed by jianmenger is equivalent to a giant of heaven and earth with all the power to crush, then the cold sword light displayed by jianwushuang is like an assassin who escapes into the void and is everywhere, the king of killing!
Although the giant of heaven and earth has the power to crush everything, it can be the king of killing and the top assassin. Is it necessary to compete with him? Of course not.
Whew!
The flickering sword light reappeared, bypassing the long and gorgeous sword river and directly appeared in front of jianmeng'er, so that jianmeng had no time to react, and the sword light had passed through his wrist.
A touch of blood floated, clanging, and the Sansha sword fell to the ground.
Jian Wushuang's body shape didn't know when it had appeared in front of jianmeng'er. The long sword blade in his hand pointed directly at jianmeng'er's throat, but finally stopped less than half a centimeter in front of jianmeng'er's throat. Such a close distance, the coldness of the blade immediately made jianmeng'er's heart tremble, and the beautiful face became pale at this moment, without a trace of blood.
Time seems to have completely stopped at this moment.
On the school field, everyone stared at the scene on the high platform in disbelief.
"He, he won?"
"Sword dream, defeated!"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!!!"
The next moment, the whole school field rang out a burst of roaring and exclamation like a mountain collapse and tsunami.
In the stands
"Impossible!" That calm and self-confident water chill towards Jian meng'er was the first to stand up, and the expression on his face was also colorful at this moment.
"How is it possible?" Jian Lan was completely stunned. He couldn't believe that everything in front of him was actually true.
"Failed, jianmeng, who used his swordsmanship, unexpectedly failed?" Those big people in the stands looked at each other at the moment, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.
It should be noted that just now they all thought that jianmeng'er would win. There was no suspense in this duel, but the result gave everyone a loud slap.
"Nameless swordsmanship, unparalleled swordsmanship is nameless swordsmanship!" Jianxinhong's eyes burst with thick essence light.
"Nameless swordsmanship?" Everyone around looked over.
"That's the supreme first sword skill of our Jianhou mansion. Only the past generations of Jiange Pavilion owners have been qualified to understand it. And only three of the past generations of Jiange Pavilion owners can really understand this sword skill. I didn't expect this boy to understand the unknown sword skill? It must be his father. Yes, his father must have taught him." Jianxinhong said excitedly.
It's no wonder he is so excited. After all, nameless swordsmanship is too advanced. It's an incredible thing to understand this swordsmanship.
"What nameless swordsmanship can't be compared with my Tianyuan sword sect's Daqian swordsmanship?" Shui Han's heart is cold.
"Shui Hanxin, you are ignorant. The Daqian sword skill of your Tianyuan sword sect is great, but it doesn't mean that no sword skill can surpass Daqian sword skill. For example, the nameless sword skill of Jianhou mansion is stronger than that of your Tianyuan sword sect." Bai Chong sneered at Shui Hanxin, "don't believe it. If you haven't heard of nameless swordsmanship, you should have heard of its other name, virtual swordsmanship."
"Virtual swordsmanship? The best virtual swordsmanship in the world?" Shui Hanxin was surprised, "you said that the sword unparalleled just cast, is the virtual sword skill?"
"Not bad." Bai Chong cocked his mouth and nodded, "there are nine kinds of famous virtual swordsmanship, among which the strongest and most terrible latter three kinds of swordsmanship are said to have been lost long ago, while the middle three kinds of swordsmanship are extremely rare and valuable. Even if you Tianyuan sword sect pay a great price, it is difficult to get it."
"But the first three types of swordsmanship of virtual swordsmanship are not very precious. Even some second-class forces that are much weaker than your Tianyuan sword sect can get the secret script of the first three types of swordsmanship as long as they are willing to pay the price."
"As far as I know, 200 years ago, the first owner of Jianhou mansion, who founded Jianhou mansion, spent a lot of money to get the first three types of secret scripts of virtual swordsmanship, which are nameless swordsmanship!"
"What jianwushuang just performed is the first type of virtual swordsmanship, blood shadow!"
"Blood shadow?"
Hearing the name, everyone couldn't help recalling the sword just now.
A sword comes out as fast as a ghost, and the blade falls, bringing a touch of floating red. Floating red into a shadow, that is, blood shadow.
"What a terrible sword." These big people in the stands couldn't help admiring.
"Shui Hanxin, your precious disciple lost this battle!" Bai Chong said directly.
Shui Han's heart sank.
Failed!
It really failed.
On the challenge arena, the sword in jianwushuang's hand is still suspended in front of jianmeng'er's neck. At this moment, as long as his palm is slightly pushed forward, it can immediately make jianmeng'er disappear.
"The sword is unparalleled. Are you satisfied now? If you are not satisfied, kill me directly." Jian Menger smiled bitterly, but the laughter was extremely miserable.
Jian Wushuang took a deep look at Jian Menger, didn't speak, put down the long sword, and then leaned down to pick up the murderous sword that fell on the ground, slowly stroking the sword.
"Sansha sword."
Recapture Sansha sword. There was a little surprise in Jian Wushuang's eyes. Then he raised his head again and looked at jianmeng'er. Cold words rang heavily in jianmeng'er's ears.
"Two months ago, I told you that the sword Pavilion... Will always be the sword Pavilion of the sword Pavilion, the sword Pavilion of my father, and my sword Pavilion. No one else, no matter who, can touch anything!"
"I'll chop whoever just touches it!"
"No one is to blame for what happened today. You are responsible for everything!"
"Blame yourself?" Jian Menger was stunned, and her face had no blood at all. At this moment, she was pale again. She laughed at herself, and her eyes were empty.
But just then
"Blame yourself, what a sentence."
A magnificent and incomparably loud voice suddenly rang out on the school field. Hearing the sound and looking, they noticed the cold faced young man who was always standing next to Shui Hanxin.
The young man also carried a long sword and stood quietly beside Shui Hanxin. From beginning to end, he was indifferent and didn't say a word. But at this moment, his eyes suddenly raised, his body moved, and he appeared directly on the high platform with two simple steps. At the same time, a loud drink also echoed in the world.
"Tianyuan sword sect night ink, unparalleled sword, dare to fight with me!"
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