Chapter 114 Draw the sword in anger, the beginning of the confrontation
Chapter 114 Drawing the sword in anger, the beginning of the confrontation
Author: Silent Night
Chapter 114 Drawing the sword in anger, the beginning of the confrontation
"I heard that senior has three swords. One is to draw the sword in anger, the other is to slash in anger, and the other is to return the sword in anger!"
On the path of Sangcun, Zhao Shouyi looked at the angry man in front of him and said softly.
"Your boy knows a lot about these secrets of the world!"
Yan Zhantian's tone remained unchanged, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Boy, I heard that you also have three swords??"
Yan Zhantian looked at Zhao Shouyi, with a hint of hope in his tone. In fact, most of the people who could reach their level had already established their own way.
Everyone has their own standards when it comes to doing things, and of course, they also have their own persistence.
When they see a strong person, they will generally not choose to escape, and they will ask the strong person for a sword, even if they die, they will have no regrets.
This is also the basis for their ability to aspire to the realm of Sword Immortal.
Zhao Shou stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.
"There are three swords!"
Yan Zhantian laughed. Facing the enemy, he could still keep his face calm and talk and laugh calmly. This is the person worthy of his sword.
"You have three swords, and I also have three swords, so let me try to see what the difference is between your swords!!"
Zhao Shou stretched out his hands one by one, made a gesture of invitation, and said softly: "Please!"
Yan Zhantian narrowed his eyes and his anger began to rise in his heart.
Although Zhao Shouyi was stronger than him, he still ignored him and fought with him without even holding a sword. How could Yan Zhantian, who had always been ambitious, accept this!
"Where's your sword?"
Luo Qingyang on the side saw this scene and stepped back consciously. He could feel that Yan Zhantian's anger was rising sharply. The next sword must be a shocking sword, because Yan Zhantian's sword moves were made with
Driven by anger.
And Zhao Shouyi's actions had completely angered this guy with a bad temper.
"Already arrived!!"
As he spoke, the sword intent in Zhao Shouyi's body began to surge.
Upon hearing these words, Raging Sword Immortal Yan Zhantian and Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang looked toward the southwest at the same time, and a long sword with a simple shape came through the air with a chilling sword intent.
"That is."
Luo Qingyang's eyes narrowed subconsciously. He seemed to have seen this sword somewhere.
The long sword circled around Zhao Shouyi and then slid into his right hand.
“Iron Horse Glacier??”
There was a trace of surprise in Yan Zhantian's eyes. This sword was the third most famous sword in the famous sword catalog - Iron Horse Glacier.
But he remembered that this sword was in the hands of Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi, so how could it appear here now.
With the long sword in hand, Zhao Shouyi's temperament suddenly changed, from the original harmless image of humans and animals to a sharp sword that could kill immortals and demons.
Zhao Shou looked at the long sword in his hand, stretched out his left hand and lightly crossed the sword. When facing the enemy, he once again held the third long sword in the world, and he had a different feeling.
Compared with peach blossoms, this sword gave him the completely opposite feeling. If peach blossoms can make people calm down, then this sword can make people calm down.
But in the process of calming down, people also feel a chill in their hearts.
The sky and the earth are vast, and the towering Kunlun has a sword hidden in the mountain, called the Iron Horse Glacier. Above Kunlun, there is a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years, and there is also a long sword standing proudly in it. It is soaked in coldness, and even the poetic and picturesque name is a bit cold.
"Suddenly you feel a little cold!"
Zhao Shouyi said something quietly, as if talking to himself or communicating with this famous sword.
Hearing Zhao Shouyi's words, Tiema Binghe trembled slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his words, as if he was saying that if he disliked it, why should he still look for it.
"But now is the right time!"
As Zhao Shouyi's words fell to the ground, a chill suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. No, it should be said to be a kind of murderous intent. The murderous intent swept over and penetrated into the bones. In an instant, the expressions of the two sword immortals present changed drastically.
"When I left Xueyue City, I made a fortune on a whim. Do the two seniors know what I figured out??"
Luo Qingyang and Yan Zhantian did not dare to be careless. The internal energy in their bodies began to circulate crazily in the eight extraordinary meridians. The sword intention and sword power almost burst out of their bodies. Zhao Shouyi, who had held the iron horse Binghe, let them both
The nerves in people's hearts instantly became tense.
It was like a bow that was drawn into a full moon in an instant.
After hearing Zhao Shouyi's words, the two of them did not answer.
Secretly, he raised his momentum and internal strength to the peak state.
"Today should be a bloody day!"
"Unfair!!"
As Zhao Shou fell to the ground, a strange phenomenon instantly rose up behind him. It was the image of a knight who was dissatisfied and could not be killed. The sword was arrogant and violent, rocks were flying under his feet, and a strong wind suddenly rose from the sky and the earth.
"Sword Power!!"
Luo Qingyang's expression changed. He had the power of a sword, and Guo Shang knew how powerful it was.
But he never expected that Zhao Shouyi's first sword would have such momentum.
Not to mention Yan Zhantian, when he faced this sword, he felt a terrifying intention sweep over him, and the whole world seemed to be trembling.
"The Mysterious Realm of Divine Movement!!"
His face was ugly, and with a low and hoarse voice, he struggled to say four words.
This time, he finally understood why Luo Qingyang came to that conclusion.
But soon, he adjusted his emotions. Such an opponent, such a feeling of life and death hanging by a thread, isn't that what he is pursuing?
For the first time in these years, he felt such pressure from someone else, such pressure that he could hardly breathe.
The violent beating of the heart pumped blood into the blood vessels, giving him a feeling of gushing blood. It was a long-lost stimulation, a kind of nervousness that only existed when he was young.
"Ha ha!!"
"This is how it feels, this is how it feels!!"
A hint of madness suddenly appeared on the face of Angry Sword Xianyan Zhantian, and his eyes became a little fanatical.
Luo Qingyang looked at the crazy-looking Yan Zhantian and narrowed his eyes. Being strong when encountering a strong person describes a kind of person, a kind of person who fights without risking his life, a kind of person who doesn't care about life and death. Such a person, this
There are many in the world, but not many. Yan Zhantian's performance also shows that he is such a person.
The next moment, the color of the world suddenly changed, and two sword energy burst out. The expressions of Su Changhe, Xie Qidao, and Su Muyu, who were more than ten miles away, began to change drastically.
Even at this distance, they could feel an unspeakable pressure.
It was as if the entire sky was pressed down.
Su Muyu, the ghost holding the umbrella, tightened the umbrella in her hand and spoke in a low voice.
"Yan Zhantian is no match for him. If a battle breaks out here, our chance of winning is less than 10%!"
Su Changhe and Xie Qidao's expressions were as gloomy as water. They always thought that they still had a few percent chance of winning, but now that they had truly come into contact with the Mystic Realm of Immortality and the little Taoist priest, they realized that it was simply a joke.
In this battle, it is not that a few people may die, but that it is very likely that all of them will die.