Chapter 268: Raging into the Sword Sacred Valley 1
Kuroishi Hitomi's face turned green and red. The battle in the Sword Master Valley was opposed by some Japanese martial arts masters, who believed that it violated the spirit of Bushido. The battle with Fang Tianhao was not a fair contest, but a murder with ulterior motives.
The long sword lowered slowly, Blackstone's shame lasted only for a moment, and then he raised his head: "Tell me your purpose!"
"Go to Mingfeng Valley to worship my uncle!"
After traveling thousands of miles to attend the funeral, Hei Shitong couldn't help but feel moved: "Brother Fang, our Sword Saint Valley also has the rules of the Sword Saint Valley."
The long sword was slowly raised, shining with cold light, and Black Stone Eyes made a gesture of invitation.
The Valley of the Sword Master is the Beidou Mountain of Japanese martial arts. Except for the disciples of this valley, outsiders who want to enter the valley must rely on their own martial arts skills to break through.
Fang Wenqiang sneered, and like a roc soaring into the sky, he rushed towards Black Stone Eyes.
"Brother Qiang, be careful!" Zhu Xiaoyao warned, the violent sword light struck down, and a three-foot-high water wave rose into the sky and swept towards Fang Wenqiang.
Fang Wenqiang's whole body was filled with aura, and he was like an eagle, flying down from the sky.
The shadow of his fist was like a mountain, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Wenqiang launched twenty moves.
While he was in the air, Fang Wenqiang used the Flying Eagle Dajiu style, and every time he grabbed, he grabbed the opponent's vitals!
He wears special gloves made of soft steel on his hands, and the steel claws on them are strong enough to crack stone monuments. These nineteen claws are so powerful that they force the opponent to take three steps back!
"Chichi!" The energy shot through the air, and ten steel claws flew out of the air, covering the vital points of the opponent's body.
The sword light burst out, and Black Stone Eye's figure was like a spiritual snake, rushing into the steel claws, and all ten steel claws failed.
Taking advantage of this moment, Fang Wenqiang had already held the Tang Dao in his hand and swept the sword across, targeting the tip of Hei Shitong's sword.
"Clang!" Sparks shot out, and he knocked the opponent's long sword upside down with one strike. The sword's radiance was strong, like an angry dragon roaring into the sky, and it swept towards Black Stone Eyes!
With a burst of energy, Black Stone Tong's figure flew upside down and blood spurted out.
"Accept!" Fang Wenqiang slashed with his sword, split the bamboo raft into two, and sent Black Stone Tong to the opposite bank.
"Brother Qiang, you are so handsome!" Zhu Xiaoyao was in high spirits, unable to conceal his admiration.
Love is really dizzying. The heroic Zhu Xiaoyao turned into a weak and ignorant little girl once she met Brother Qiang!
With this thought in his mind, Fang Ming followed Zhu Xiaoyao onto the bamboo raft.
Fang Wenqiang picked up the long pole and gently tapped it, and the bamboo raft flew away.
The waterway ahead was narrow, and the bamboo raft drove to the edge of a mountain cliff. All we saw were jagged rocks and jagged peaks, which looked majestic and steep.
"Jie Jie!" After a few strange laughs, several ninjas wearing blue night clothes appeared at the bottom of the cliff. They were holding steel forks, daggers and other weapons, and wore masks with grimaces, making them intimidating.
Fang Wenqiang frowned and said in a deep voice: "These five ninjas are the famous Bihu Water Ghosts in the Sword Saint Valley. They are proficient in water escape, so be careful when dealing with them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white grimace laughed wildly twice, and the leading ninja submerged himself into the water, causing a small splash to rise.
"Boom!" The sword flashed, and Fang Wenqiang split the bamboo raft into three, and the three of them each stepped on a section of the raft and floated on the water.
Actuated by the true energy, the bamboo raft under their feet shot out water waves three feet high. The three of them each held their swords in their hands. They saw the sword energy shining in the clear water and the strong wind shaking. What a water fight!
The two ninjas suddenly jumped out of the water, two blasts of cold light burst out, and the daggers in their hands slashed Fang Ming angrily!
"Bang!" Fang Ming's foot suddenly stepped on the raft, causing the bamboo raft to overturn and hit the sword light that shot backwards, causing rain to fall all over the sky!
These ninjas have received special training, and they will not care about this small obstacle. They broke through the water curtain and stabbed Fang Ming fiercely with their daggers.
Fang Ming's sword swept across and hit the back of a ninja. The ninja spurted out a mouthful of blood and rolled towards him in the air. The target of the attack was Fang Ming's lower body.
Two ninjas fight together, one ninja attacks the lower body, and if there is a slight negligence, the other ninja's sword will pierce the person's throat!
At the critical moment, Fang Ming came up with a move that made Zhu Xiaoyao clap his hands and scream!
"Bang!" His kick was faster than lightning and hit the ninja's sword tip directly. The violent explosive force caused the sword tip to bend like a crescent moon, and Fang Ming took advantage of this elasticity and flew backwards.
The light of the sword shone brightly, and this time he turned around and drew out the sword, with the force of thunder, directly cutting the ninja who was waiting for the opportunity into two pieces.
When his companion was killed, the ninja in front roared and raised his hand to fire dozens of hidden weapons.
Caltrops, boomerangs, throwing knives---Zong Ling's hidden weapons still forced Fang Ming to scramble.
After the ninja on the opposite side fired these hidden weapons, he jumped vertically into the water and disappeared without a trace, leaving three groups of bright red water on the lake.
Three of the five ninjas died, and two more were lurking under the water, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time!
Fang Ming closed his eyes and remained still. The bamboo raft under his feet slowly moved forward. He carefully sensed everything around him.
The sword that killed his opponent just now was like an antelope hanging its horns. It was extremely ethereal. Fang Ming closed his eyes and carefully understood the meaning of the sword just now.
The bamboo raft continued to move forward, stirring up fine water flow, which spread in all directions, and was obviously blocked somewhere in the southwest corner.
Something was wrong! Fang Ming laughed, shouted, and rushed towards the southwest.
The light of the sword was like thunder, more like a violent storm. It swept, chopped, and slashed. Fang Ming finished using the eight-eight-sixty-four-way machete in five minutes. This oppressive style of fighting consumes one's real strength and is incompatible with life.
The killing move used in a fight to the death. Both Fang Wenqiang and Zhu Xiaoyao were a little surprised. Fang Ming's performance at this moment was too crazy.
Sparks flew everywhere, and after the Tang sword collided with the opponent's dagger thousands of times, a clicking sound finally erupted.
A terrifying blood line appeared on the opponent's forehead, which continued to expand. Finally, the opponent's body split into two halves and fell into the lake, dyeing the clear lake water blood red!
Fang Ming put away the knife, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he was adjusting his breath quickly!
The water surged, and the last ninja emerged from the water, stabbing Fang Ming's throat fiercely with the dagger in his hand.
This ninja's water escape technique is extremely good. He hid under his dead comrade and remained hidden just for this final blow!
"Seeking death!" Fang Wenqiang roared, and the Tang Sword slashed down with the force of splitting Huashan Mountain!
The opponent's sword was immediately chopped off, and this sword cut off the opponent's head and shoulders. The death was extremely terrifying!
After killing these five ninjas, Zhu Xiaoyao asked worriedly: "Will the Sword Saint Valley cause trouble for us?"
"No, they are not from the Sword Saint Valley!"
After passing the level of Black Stone Pupil, you can travel freely to the Sword Master Valley. As for the sword fights with other sects in the valley, the Sword Master Sect will not care at all. However, there is an unwritten rule in the Sword Master Valley, that is, you must not kill the Sword Master Valley.
This is why Fang Wenqiang showed mercy to Heishitong.
Fang Ming asked a question, what is so special about the Sword Saint Valley? Why do these outsiders come to the Sword Saint Valley?
Fang Wenqiang remained silent. After climbing over the cliff, he pointed to both sides.
It turns out that behind this cliff is Mingfeng Valley, where wormwood grows thickly and the walls stand tall. Countless exquisite martial arts secrets are carved on the smooth stone walls.
"Who carved these martial arts?" Fang Ming asked curiously.
Zhu Xiaoyao replied solemnly: "They are those who died in the Sword Master Valley! The Japanese Sword Master Valley is different from other martial arts gangs. They do not have their own industry, and they do not want to engage in the killer industry to make money like the famous swordsmen. Their source of income
It’s very simple, just by charging tickets for the Sword Saint Valley!”
Collecting tickets? At first glance, it sounds like a fantasy! If you think about it carefully, these people who died in the Sword Master Valley were all top masters. Their only wish before they died was to pass on their martial arts to future generations, so many people would fight
With his last breath, he carved his martial arts experience on the stone wall. The back mountain of the Sword Master Valley attracts countless martial artists, but the tickets are also prohibitively expensive. It costs hundreds of thousands of yen to enter and exit the Sword Master Valley. This income alone is
Enough to feed more than a hundred people in the Sword Saint Valley.