Chapter 295: Win or lose

A young man dressed in black on the court, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, looked at Dugu regrets expressionlessly after going on the court, then clasped his fists and said: "The descendant of the sword demon-Wu Jian~"

The tone of his speech was very indifferent, and there was even an old-fashioned manner that did not match his youth, and the gesture of holding his fists and saluting was completely traditional, but he respected his opponent.

Attracted the attention of the audience in an instant.

But when Wu Jian reported his name, Baishan, who was sitting next to Yang Yiyun, was talking to himself, thinking about it: "Knife Magic Knife Magic~"

"Ah~ heir to the sword demon?"

Suddenly he exclaimed as if thinking of something.

Baishan's exclamation also caused several other innate roars.

Ding Yang, who has always been like a Maitreya Buddha, suddenly got up and lost his voice: "The sword demon who is the leading figure in the ancient martial arts for fifty years...Unexpectedly, he still has inheritance alive, the world is unpredictable!"

Yang Yiyun was a little puzzled. It sounded like this sword demon seemed to be awesome, so he asked Baishan next to him, "Who is the Baishan Sabre?"

"Master did not know that in the ancient martial arts world fifty years ago there were southern swords and northern swords, the two innate powerhouses, and the great figures who explained the peak of the innate nine layers, there were few rivals in the ancient martial arts world.

The Southern Sword refers to the Guwu family, the Dugu Zhantian of the Dugu Family, and he is called the Sword Fairy, while the Northern Sword refers to the sword demon Su Chongqiu.

These two are also righteous and evil, the sword demon Su Chongqiu is regarded as the demon way, and the sword immortal alone is the right way.

Both are men of the world 50 years ago, fighting each other for a lifetime, but unfortunately, I don’t know why 50 years ago. The sword demon Su Chongqiu and the sword fairy alone fought in the sky, and they met at the Emei Jinding station. Lost track.

There are many rumors in the ancient martial arts. The two died in battle. There are also rumors that they are hidden from the world. There are even rumors that their righteousness is empty...

Anyway, there has been no news since then. I never imagined that the descendants of the Dao Demon and the descendants of the Dugu family would meet again after 50 years. Is this fate? "Baishan explained.

Yang Yiyun was also a little surprised. A master of the Ninth Floor, he was really a master.

Moreover, the sword demon Su Chongqiu and Dugu Zhantian can have the name of the Southern Sword and the Northern Sword, obviously they are not simple generations.

Not to mention that the Dugu family once had such an awkward character, who had never heard Dugu ruthlessly mentioned before.

Now that Dugu regret, the born sword blank in his own eyes, competed with the sword demon inheritance martial arts sword, it really looked like a fateful arrangement.

Needless to say, Duguhui's kendo talent is first-class, but Wujian, the descendant of the sword demon, is not simple in Yang Yiyun's observation.

This young man has a power in his body that is no longer within the attributes of the five elements. Although it is very weak, Yang Yiyun can still feel it in his spiritual sense. It is very evil.

In the observation of everyone, after Duguhui heard Wu Jian's name, Yang Yiyun saw the sparkle in his eyes.

Then he hugged his fists in a deep voice in return, and said with arrogance: "Dugu Family Dugu Regret~"

Wu Jian seemed to have known that Duguhui was like a member of Dugu’s family. Hearing Duguhui’s reply, there was finally a smile on his expressionless face. While talking, he took off the wooden box wrapped in black cloth behind him. .

"The Southern Sword Immortal Dugu Zhantian and his master Dao Demon Su Chongqiu were the dominating figures in the ancient martial arts world fifty years ago. I hope you don't let me down."

When the flowers fell, Wu Jian opened the wooden box, but the inner seed took out a three-foot big knife with a skull on the hilt.

Immediately the sword came out of its sheath.

"Om~"

The knife came out of its sheath, and the cold light shone, and the knife creaked.

"The Skeleton Knife~ It is the Skeleton Knife of the sword demon Su Chongqiu!" Ding Yang stared fiercely at the hand of Wu Jian in the field.

Yang Yiyun also discovered that the big sword in Wu Jian's hand that Ding Yang called the Skeleton Knife was actually a low-grade spirit weapon.

"Interesting~" Yang Yiyun muttered to himself, staring at Wu Jian in the field.

...

Dugu Hui was a genius in martial arts since he was a child. Before he had cultivated, he was on the eighth level of Anjin. At the age of his early twenties, he was indeed an amazing person in the eighth level of the ancient martial arts world.

As you can see, although cultivation is in the third stage of Qi refining stage, the true qi and internal strength of cultivation are completely different levels. Don’t look at it to show that it is the third stage of dark energy, but his true strength is not weak at all. Swordsmanship may be better than He must be strong in the eighth level of secret strength.

But Wu Jian has the same dark power level three, but it is the descendant of the sword demon. Yang Yiyun found a power beyond the attributes of the five elements in his body. Adding a low-grade spirit weapon-level sword in his hand would not be a fuel-saving lamp.

The two have a similar meaning.

Hearing Wu Jian's sentence, don't let me down, Dugu regrets coldly snorted: "Return this sentence to you, I hope you don't let me down."

The two are arrogant.

Duguhui's arrogance is righteous, Wu Jian's arrogance is evil.

In short, the strength of the two cannot be compared according to the strength of the ordinary Anjin's third-tier.

With the long sword of Dugu regret in hand, the sword of Wujian was raised.

The two held each other and competed in momentum.

At a certain moment, Dugu regretted a cold snort, and with a wave of disdain and contempt, he first started his hand, brushing three sword flowers with the ancient sword in his hand and rushing straight to the martial sword.

Yang Yiyun, who was sitting on the stage, sighed when he saw this. He knew that he was going to lose in this solitary regret.

There is no difference between a master duel, a contest of momentum and a fight of moves. It is also like a fight of life and death, and even from some perspectives, the contest of momentum is more important than fighting.

If you lose the opponent’s momentum first, and take the lead, the latter will definitely lose, because if you lose your momentum, you will lose your energy. In the subsequent battles, you will have a trace of worry and will eventually fight. Defeated by exposing flaws to the opponent.

Of course, in Yang Yiyun's observation, Dugu regret did not lose in terms of momentum, but he was too arrogant to take the lead, completely feeling like he didn't take his opponent seriously.

Be too aloof and arrogant.

This kind of mentality often leads to defeat, so Yang Yiyun gave Duguhui the label of losing this game in his heart.

However, Yang Yiyun can also do the same. Dugu has been hailed as a genius since she was a child. Under the protection of her sister and family, she has not suffered a major setback at all. She has developed a proud character, no wonder he.

Think about it, let this kid suffer a bit, it will be good for future cultivation.

Contrary to Duguhui, Wujian is a casual cultivator, and he is alone. This class of people suffers from snacks, has an extremely strong mood, and is good at seizing opportunities. Once there is a flaw, he will definitely not let it go.

Facing Dugu regret taking the lead, Wu Jian smiled at the corner of his mouth.

This was seen by Yang Yiyun, which further confirmed his thoughts.

Sure enough, Wu Jian raised his sword, smashed Huashan with a direct blow, and fainted at the three swords of Dugu regret.

The broad knife hummed, without any fancy, it was the simplest way to smash Huashan.

Waiting for an attack to break the three sword flowers of Duguhui Cheats, the most simple and rude, but also the most effective.

"Ding Dong~"

After a crisp sound, the two each took a step back.

One offense and one defense are equal.

Immediately Dugu regret jumped up, and said softly: "Dugu Three Heavens~"

This is the three swords of the family's solitary nine swords he can display.

"Buzzing~"

In the eyes of spectators, the three swords of Duguhui, one sword pierced the sword faster than the other, and the long sound of the ancient sword proved that the three swords of Duguhui were full of powerful internal power.

But Wu Jian took a half step back, suddenly raised the knife, his body turned on the spot, and his mouth solemnly said: "Black Wind Rolling Cloud Blade, broken~"

In everyone's eyes, they saw the big sword in Wu Jian's body turning and flying, as if it really turned into a tornado, facing the three swords of Dugu regret.

"Ding Ding Dong Dang~"

There was a sound of sword strikes.

The two landed in mid-air at the same time, three meters apart.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun saw a crack on the ancient sword of Dugu regret, his body trembled slightly, while Wu Jian's face was expressionless.

In this confrontation, Yang Yiyun could see that Wu Jian had taken advantage of him. The broad sword in his hand was an inferior spirit. Unfortunately, he couldn't exert the power of a spirit weapon, otherwise Dugugui would be choking this time.

Although the ancient sword in Duguhui's hand was a deceived weapon, it was ultimately a common product.

On the court, Wu Jian looked at Dugu regretting and smiled: "If you can do this, it would be too regrettable. Now it's my turn to attack."

"Huh, this is the appetizer for you. Next, I will show you that kendo is the right way. The sword in your hand will never be on the table." Dugu regrets that at this time, he is still very arrogant, and there is no one at all. Put Wu Jian in his eyes, because he still has the sword technique of the teacher's door that has not been displayed.

"Then let me see if your method is the strongest." Wu Jian groaned, and the big knife in his hand suddenly lifted, the breath of the whole body slammed, and the knife was brushed out against Dugu regret, with a knife that was faster than a knife.

Loud roar in his mouth: "The magic dragon goes to sea~"