Chapter 178 You Are Old
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Tie Zhong
The realm of martial arts is naturally completely different from that of a great martial artist.
Therefore, the power of the same sword technique in Wei Yi's hands has also become very different.
The Pure Yang Sword Art has the pure Yang Sword Intent added. With one sweep of the sword, a bright sword curtain is instantly transformed. Not only is the light dazzling, but the hidden terrifying power is even more heart-palpiating, just like the scorching sun at noon. Can burn and melt all substances.
Sun Zhenwu's face couldn't help changing slightly.
He is not the kind of fledgling kid, on the contrary, he has rich combat experience, and instantly judged the horror of Wei Yi's sword technique.
To be precise, it's not that Wei Yi's swordsmanship is terrifying, but the combination of swordsmanship and sword intent is terrifying. The result of adding one is far greater than two.
The reason why "Chunyang Sword Jue" is famous is not because of how clever "Chunyang Sword Jue" itself is, but after comprehending the pure Yang sword intent, the combined power of the two will rise in a straight line, so "Chunyang Sword Jue" will Known as the famous martial art of Chunyang Jianzong.
How could the famous martial arts of a generation of sword sects be ordinary?
Seeing this, Sun Zhenwu didn't dare to bombard him with his fists again. The physical body of a martial artist is strong, but it has a certain limit. At least he hasn't reached the point where he can ignore everything and kill with one punch.
"Chemical soldiers!"
Sun Zhenwu drank in a low voice.
Immediately afterwards, the martial spirit totem behind him condensed instantly, turning into a long glow and gathering between his hands. Looking carefully, it turned into a piece of iron with a length of about ten feet. The long stick, and the light shining on the iron stick exudes an extremely strong fluctuation of soul power, which is much stronger than ordinary treasure soldiers.
"Break it for me!"
Sun Zhenwu moved quickly, jumped up immediately, and smashed down his head with a stick. In an instant, a huge stick shadow several feet long was brought out. His sword qi was smashed apart with a stick, and even Wei Yi himself was knocked back three steps by this berserk force.
Looking up, Wei Yi's eyes were full of coldness.
"Wuhun into soldiers?"
"I didn't expect that your mastery of martial arts is quite impressive."
"It's enough to deal with you!"
The murderous intent in Sun Zhenwu's eyes did not diminish, but became more ferocious, and then he shouted angrily, "Little bastard, you can die now!"
The figure rushed forward in an instant, and the long stick in his hand fell down quickly, one stick after another, as if the power was endless, countless shadows of sticks followed, like a huge black prison cage, the terrifying pressure was also crazy Press towards Wei Yiqiang.
Wei Yi swung his long sword, countless sword qi erupted, and soon collided with the countless stick shadows, the explosion sounded continuously, and the terrifying energy wave spread rapidly in all directions.
Seeing this, the surrounding Wei family warriors had no choice but to step back and dodge.
They all want to step forward to help, but they can't help at all in the current situation, and they can't get in if they want to intervene. Even if some people hold strong crossbows, but now Wei Yi and Sun Zhenwu are fighting together, the crossbows in their hands There is no way to sneak attack.
In fact, with Sun Zhenwu's cultivation and strength, these ordinary crossbow arrows may not be useful for sneak attacks.
boom boom boom-
The sound of explosions continued.
Wei Yi's sword energy is fierce and terrifying, and Sun Zhenwu's Wuhun long staff is even more violent.
This is also because Wei Yixiu has broken through the third-order martial spirit realm, coupled with the increase of the golden bloodline, and the tyranny of Chi Rong's true energy, he can barely compete with it, otherwise, if he is still in the realm of a great martial artist, he will definitely not be able to stop him Such a crazy attack by Sun Zhenwu.
Sun Zhenwu couldn't wait to take his life, not only was his attack extremely ruthless, but his moves were desperately fighting, completely disregarding his own safety.
Although he usually doesn't care about family affairs, he is still the grand elder of the Sun family. Now that the Sun family is about to be exterminated, how could he turn a blind eye to it?
And in his mind, the most effective way to get revenge on the Wei family is undoubtedly to kill their talented young patriarch, that is, Wei Yi!
"Little Wei Yi, you are not my opponent. If you surrender now, maybe I can give you a good time."
"You are a young man with a weak crown, it is not bad to be able to reach this level."
"Don't you yourself not understand that you have reached the limit?"
While Sun Zhenwu continued to attack violently, he continued to use words to disintegrate Wei Yi's fighting spirit.
He regarded Wei Yi as an ordinary young man, thinking that he could shake his mind, but he never thought that Wei Yi's two lives were more stable than ordinary adults, so it was naturally impossible for him to be influenced and bewitched.
"Even using such a small method seems to be at the end of the rope."
Wei Yi sneered in his heart.
The momentum of the sword in his hand has not weakened in the slightest.
While running his body, flickering and moving around, he kept attacking, trying to find the loopholes in Sun Zhenwu's body.
The two were still fighting vigorously.
The speed is astonishing, and the confrontation with a hundred moves is out of the way in the blink of an eye.
Wei Yi was not in a hurry.
One is that the current situation is in his favour. The Wei family and the Situ family joined forces to attack the Sun family. Once the victory is completely established and the situation on his side is discovered, more and more people will come to support.
Another aspect is that he is younger than Sun Zhenwu. There is a good saying that boxing is afraid of being young. No matter how fierce Sun Zhenwu can fight, he is actually over [-] years old. His physical strength and blood have weakened. He must not be able to compare with young people. .
In other words, as long as the consumption continues, he will definitely win in the end.
as predicted.
Wei Yi's sword did not change at all, but he clearly felt that after a hundred moves, Sun Zhenwu's stick technique was not as violent as before.
His face gradually turned pale, and his panting became louder.
Even taking several elixirs in a row could not provide quick relief.
"Old guy, can't you hold on?"
"You are old!"
"Since you are old, what capital do you have to compete with young people? Just admit defeat honestly!"
Wei Yi reversed his previous silence and immediately began to sneer.
Sun Zhenwu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
Immediately couldn't help but cursed angrily, "Little Huangkou, you are looking for death!"
"You are the one who seeks death!"
Wei Yi's eyes turned cold and flashed sharply.
Just as Sun Zhenwu was yelling, his movements slowed down a bit, and finally a loophole appeared.
Wei Yi immediately erupted with the energy of two different fires, pouring into his limbs, reaching an unprecedented peak state in an instant, and stabbing out with a sword like lightning.
It is the No.14 sword of Thirteen Swords.
It is also the strongest assassination sword move that Wei Yi has mastered right now.
Seeing a flash of cold light, his figure rushed forward, even in this dark night, it made people feel chills in the heart.
Sun Zhenwu's face changed drastically, and he finally started to panic, and immediately backed away again and again, trying to avoid Wei Yi's sudden explosive attack.
but……
He was clearly still a step too late.
Wei Yi's movement speed was running at full speed, he was not able to dodge and retreat, the sword light flickered out, passed through many obstacles in the blink of an eye, and arrived in front of Sun Zhenwu.
"You can die now."
"rest in peace!"
Wei Yi looked indifferent, and the sword flew out of his hand.
Under the guidance of his spiritual consciousness, the sword cut through the void, piercing Sun Zhenwu's throat in the blink of an eye.
Blood splatters!
Sun Zhenwu's movements also stopped abruptly, and he stood still, staring blankly at Wei Yi in front of him, his eyes filled with incredible shock.
Then, with a bang, he fell to the ground...
Therefore, the power of the same sword technique in Wei Yi's hands has also become very different.
The Pure Yang Sword Art has the pure Yang Sword Intent added. With one sweep of the sword, a bright sword curtain is instantly transformed. Not only is the light dazzling, but the hidden terrifying power is even more heart-palpiating, just like the scorching sun at noon. Can burn and melt all substances.
Sun Zhenwu's face couldn't help changing slightly.
He is not the kind of fledgling kid, on the contrary, he has rich combat experience, and instantly judged the horror of Wei Yi's sword technique.
To be precise, it's not that Wei Yi's swordsmanship is terrifying, but the combination of swordsmanship and sword intent is terrifying. The result of adding one is far greater than two.
The reason why "Chunyang Sword Jue" is famous is not because of how clever "Chunyang Sword Jue" itself is, but after comprehending the pure Yang sword intent, the combined power of the two will rise in a straight line, so "Chunyang Sword Jue" will Known as the famous martial art of Chunyang Jianzong.
How could the famous martial arts of a generation of sword sects be ordinary?
Seeing this, Sun Zhenwu didn't dare to bombard him with his fists again. The physical body of a martial artist is strong, but it has a certain limit. At least he hasn't reached the point where he can ignore everything and kill with one punch.
"Chemical soldiers!"
Sun Zhenwu drank in a low voice.
Immediately afterwards, the martial spirit totem behind him condensed instantly, turning into a long glow and gathering between his hands. Looking carefully, it turned into a piece of iron with a length of about ten feet. The long stick, and the light shining on the iron stick exudes an extremely strong fluctuation of soul power, which is much stronger than ordinary treasure soldiers.
"Break it for me!"
Sun Zhenwu moved quickly, jumped up immediately, and smashed down his head with a stick. In an instant, a huge stick shadow several feet long was brought out. His sword qi was smashed apart with a stick, and even Wei Yi himself was knocked back three steps by this berserk force.
Looking up, Wei Yi's eyes were full of coldness.
"Wuhun into soldiers?"
"I didn't expect that your mastery of martial arts is quite impressive."
"It's enough to deal with you!"
The murderous intent in Sun Zhenwu's eyes did not diminish, but became more ferocious, and then he shouted angrily, "Little bastard, you can die now!"
The figure rushed forward in an instant, and the long stick in his hand fell down quickly, one stick after another, as if the power was endless, countless shadows of sticks followed, like a huge black prison cage, the terrifying pressure was also crazy Press towards Wei Yiqiang.
Wei Yi swung his long sword, countless sword qi erupted, and soon collided with the countless stick shadows, the explosion sounded continuously, and the terrifying energy wave spread rapidly in all directions.
Seeing this, the surrounding Wei family warriors had no choice but to step back and dodge.
They all want to step forward to help, but they can't help at all in the current situation, and they can't get in if they want to intervene. Even if some people hold strong crossbows, but now Wei Yi and Sun Zhenwu are fighting together, the crossbows in their hands There is no way to sneak attack.
In fact, with Sun Zhenwu's cultivation and strength, these ordinary crossbow arrows may not be useful for sneak attacks.
boom boom boom-
The sound of explosions continued.
Wei Yi's sword energy is fierce and terrifying, and Sun Zhenwu's Wuhun long staff is even more violent.
This is also because Wei Yixiu has broken through the third-order martial spirit realm, coupled with the increase of the golden bloodline, and the tyranny of Chi Rong's true energy, he can barely compete with it, otherwise, if he is still in the realm of a great martial artist, he will definitely not be able to stop him Such a crazy attack by Sun Zhenwu.
Sun Zhenwu couldn't wait to take his life, not only was his attack extremely ruthless, but his moves were desperately fighting, completely disregarding his own safety.
Although he usually doesn't care about family affairs, he is still the grand elder of the Sun family. Now that the Sun family is about to be exterminated, how could he turn a blind eye to it?
And in his mind, the most effective way to get revenge on the Wei family is undoubtedly to kill their talented young patriarch, that is, Wei Yi!
"Little Wei Yi, you are not my opponent. If you surrender now, maybe I can give you a good time."
"You are a young man with a weak crown, it is not bad to be able to reach this level."
"Don't you yourself not understand that you have reached the limit?"
While Sun Zhenwu continued to attack violently, he continued to use words to disintegrate Wei Yi's fighting spirit.
He regarded Wei Yi as an ordinary young man, thinking that he could shake his mind, but he never thought that Wei Yi's two lives were more stable than ordinary adults, so it was naturally impossible for him to be influenced and bewitched.
"Even using such a small method seems to be at the end of the rope."
Wei Yi sneered in his heart.
The momentum of the sword in his hand has not weakened in the slightest.
While running his body, flickering and moving around, he kept attacking, trying to find the loopholes in Sun Zhenwu's body.
The two were still fighting vigorously.
The speed is astonishing, and the confrontation with a hundred moves is out of the way in the blink of an eye.
Wei Yi was not in a hurry.
One is that the current situation is in his favour. The Wei family and the Situ family joined forces to attack the Sun family. Once the victory is completely established and the situation on his side is discovered, more and more people will come to support.
Another aspect is that he is younger than Sun Zhenwu. There is a good saying that boxing is afraid of being young. No matter how fierce Sun Zhenwu can fight, he is actually over [-] years old. His physical strength and blood have weakened. He must not be able to compare with young people. .
In other words, as long as the consumption continues, he will definitely win in the end.
as predicted.
Wei Yi's sword did not change at all, but he clearly felt that after a hundred moves, Sun Zhenwu's stick technique was not as violent as before.
His face gradually turned pale, and his panting became louder.
Even taking several elixirs in a row could not provide quick relief.
"Old guy, can't you hold on?"
"You are old!"
"Since you are old, what capital do you have to compete with young people? Just admit defeat honestly!"
Wei Yi reversed his previous silence and immediately began to sneer.
Sun Zhenwu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
Immediately couldn't help but cursed angrily, "Little Huangkou, you are looking for death!"
"You are the one who seeks death!"
Wei Yi's eyes turned cold and flashed sharply.
Just as Sun Zhenwu was yelling, his movements slowed down a bit, and finally a loophole appeared.
Wei Yi immediately erupted with the energy of two different fires, pouring into his limbs, reaching an unprecedented peak state in an instant, and stabbing out with a sword like lightning.
It is the No.14 sword of Thirteen Swords.
It is also the strongest assassination sword move that Wei Yi has mastered right now.
Seeing a flash of cold light, his figure rushed forward, even in this dark night, it made people feel chills in the heart.
Sun Zhenwu's face changed drastically, and he finally started to panic, and immediately backed away again and again, trying to avoid Wei Yi's sudden explosive attack.
but……
He was clearly still a step too late.
Wei Yi's movement speed was running at full speed, he was not able to dodge and retreat, the sword light flickered out, passed through many obstacles in the blink of an eye, and arrived in front of Sun Zhenwu.
"You can die now."
"rest in peace!"
Wei Yi looked indifferent, and the sword flew out of his hand.
Under the guidance of his spiritual consciousness, the sword cut through the void, piercing Sun Zhenwu's throat in the blink of an eye.
Blood splatters!
Sun Zhenwu's movements also stopped abruptly, and he stood still, staring blankly at Wei Yi in front of him, his eyes filled with incredible shock.
Then, with a bang, he fell to the ground...
