hotmtlnovel Chapter 206
Chapter 206
The sword that Zhai Yuejun had half drawn out was pressed back by him again.
At the same time, he glanced around lightly.
But the next moment, Zhai Yuejun retreated violently and retreated to the corner of the wall in the distance.
His hand was still on the hilt of the sword, and his ghost shot out from the scabbard, and the leaked sword energy instantly cut the surrounding flowers and plants into pieces.
"Your character is not worthy of this sword."
Zhai Yuejun held the sword with both hands alertly. The voice was clearly above his head, but when he looked up, the person was gone.
The sword that had just been drawn out had lost half of its sword energy.
This was the sword he had kept for many days.
Originally, the sword must be stained with blood, but just drawing the sword, it had already lost more than half of his momentum.
Still can't find the target.
"That's not how you play with a sword. Aren't you known to be unpredictable?"
Zhai Yuejun turned and looked to the right, but there was still no one.
But the teasing tone just now made him furious.
He drew his sword, and the blade cleaved the towering tree not far away.
There are many such shrubs in Nan Jue.
However, Zhai Yue Jun can only use this sword technique once.
In the martial arts world, he is famous for his speed.
As the saying goes, the only way to defeat martial arts in the world is to be fast.
However, in front of this young man, his speed is simply a joke.
"Tang San, where are you?"
Zhai Yue Jun finally spoke.
However, his words meant that he had already lost.
"Young master, I'm here!"
The voice appeared again.
Zhai Yue Jun instantly retreated to the other side.
The sword energy surged again.
Because right where he was originally, a person suddenly appeared.
Appeared silently.
Zhai Yue Jun guaranteed that he had never seen such a fast body movement.
It was so fast that it could not be detected by the eyes, and his method of locating by sound was completely ineffective.
However, the demon sword Gui Che in his hand sensed the danger before him.
Sometimes a knife is more victorious than a person!
"It's a good knife, but it's a pity that I followed the wrong person.
I heard from others that your knife is mysterious and has great spirit.
But when I saw it today, I was really disappointed.
Your knife is much braver than you.
When it saw me, it wanted to show its edge, but unfortunately...
You are not worthy of this magic knife, so today your knife belongs to me, the young master."
Zhai Yuejun's eyes sank slightly and fell into deep silence.
He still raised his head and said proudly: "Gui Che is not used to kill people, it is it that kills people..."
Zhai Yuejun turned sideways and wanted to pull out his killing knife.
And the person he wanted to kill was clearly standing there.
But he was shocked to find that the aura of the person who spoke was actually in harmony with the heaven and earth, and his killing knife could not lock the opponent.
At this moment, he felt as if he was facing the whole world.
The man stood there, as if he was in another space, giving people an unreal illusion.
The speed was so fast that he felt too insignificant.
There were naturally people in this world who could fight him, but at this moment, Zhai Yuejun understood that that person was definitely not himself, but the person opposite him.
"I lost!"
Zhai Yuejun retracted his hand holding the hilt of the knife.
He stood there in a daze.
"You lost, but I didn't say I wouldn't kill you."
Wen Jiutian raised his hand slightly, the Blood-Crying Demon Knife trembled, and the huge blade of a hundred feet came down with a bang.
Zhai Yuejun finally drew his knife.
But that was the last knife in his life.
With a clang.
Zhai Yuejun's short blade for killing people broke.
This killing knife that he was proud of was gone just like that.
Just like his mood.
A swordsman without fighting spirit is no different from being dead!
Wen Jiutian's magic knife flew into the tavern and gently inserted into the scabbard.
There was no blood on the knife. After all, it was not the first time he stabbed someone.
Why should a good sword for killing people be stained with blood?
A real magic sword is to kill people and destroy their hearts.
"Why don't you send him to his death?" Yu Shengmo asked.
"The swordsman's heart is dead."
Wen Jiutian's voice was like a loud bell, and it seemed to be far away at the horizon when he first heard it.
"What's the point of killing again?"
When he heard it again, he was already sitting opposite Yu Shengmo.
"The tea is still hot."
Wen Jiutian put down the magic sword of Zhaiyuejun, picked up the teacup, and blew it gently.
"The tea is good, but the mood of the tea brewer is messy."
After saying that, he swallowed it in one gulp and said "ah" softly, closing his eyes and savoring the charm of the tea.
"Wang Yixing, that idiot, dared to kill ghosts and gods without the Dragon Slaying Sword, he deserved it!"
"You gave him the killing technique, but didn't give him the killing sword." Yu Shengmo said calmly.
"He is still far away, he can't learn it without ten or eight years, after all, that is the way"The door of the highest mystical art." Wen Jiutian looked at the end of the long street and sighed, "Young people nowadays are not very good."
Yu Shengmo rolled his eyes: "It's not that they are not good, but as young people, they are too strong."
"Pour another cup of tea." Wen Jiutian pushed the teacup over, "Your old lover, don't you want to say a few words?"
"What is there to say? Isn't life like this? If you miss it, you miss it!" Yu Shengmo sighed, "I am already doing her justice by not killing her."
"That's right, you practiced the magic sword and became a demon, who can you blame?" Wen Jiutian spread his hands.
The Yu Shengmo was stunned and couldn't help cursing: "You..."
At the end of the long street.
Wang Yihang forcibly performed a move to kill the ghosts and gods, but it only broke up the opponent's fusion technique.
He fell heavily to the ground.
"As I said, your swordsmanship is good, but your realm is too low. "The black and white swordsman sneered.
"Heh, just because he can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it either."
Ye Dingzhi took a big step forward, urging his own true energy.
Wang Yixing sat up and slapped the broken peach wood sword with one palm, breaking two pieces into four, four pieces into eight, eight pieces into sixteen, sixteen into thirty-two, and he shouted angrily: "Get up."
Thirty-two pieces of broken wood flew up.
Wang Yixing took out thirty-two pieces of talisman paper from his arms, waved them out, all wrapped around the wood pieces, and emitted a dark red light.
Wang Yixing closed his eyes and whispered: "Hurry up and follow the order, Taishang Laojun will come to me."
Ye Dingzhi's true energy that he had just activated was immediately leaked a little, and he couldn't help but curse: "What the hell is this? Are you dancing with the gods?"
Wang Yixing smiled awkwardly: "My master taught me, but I feel it's better than the one in Qingcheng Mountain. "
After saying that, he pushed out a palm: "Seal!"
Thirty-two talisman swords flew out and flew towards the two swordsmen.
Instantly, the long street was full of flying sand and rocks, and red light flashed, knocking the two men out alive.
Wang Yixing fell to the ground exhausted. He looked at Ye Dingzhi: "Chef of the Crazy Tavern, you have to take care of the waiter's job these days. I'm tired and sleep."
After saying that, he fell into a deep sleep.
Inside the tavern.
Seeing this, Yu Shengmo shook his head again and again: "Did you teach me?"
Wen Jiutian shrugged: "I practiced Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and I have learned some superficial things. But the superficial things are enough to be invincible in the world. "