【Chapter 1189 In a sword, life and death must be divided! 】
Everyone was in an uproar!
The battle between Feng Ziyue and the Sword Master had just ended, and most people were still immersed in the aftertaste of that earth-shattering battle. Who knew that in just a moment, another master would appear to assassinate Feng Ziyue!
"who?"
"What a courageous dog!"
"How dare you take the opportunity to assassinate us, Suzaku Qisu, when there is no one here? Despicable villain!"
Suddenly, many people started shouting randomly - the Sword Master is dead, and now the peak of Suzaku Qisu is Fengziyue. A few roars can be regarded as a kind of flattery.
But more people remained silent.
Xuan Zhenzi's aura was extraordinary. Although he was assassinated secretly, his martial arts skills were beyond most people's imagination. At least when he faced Feng Ziyue, he did not suffer any loss at the first glance, and he was vaguely confident.
How can they afford to offend such a person?
And the very few people who have heard of Tianyuan Sect have changed their colors.
"Tianyuan Gate? Tianyuan Impermanence?"
Yilan Nishang was trembling all over and looked at Feng Ziyue's back in disbelief.
"Tian Yuan Wuchang? Are they the top three masters of Bei Xinghe?" Nie Yuncong was shocked and clenched his fists.
"This kid is really a troublemaker. Why did he even get into trouble with people from the Tianyuan Sect?"
Even the Great Priest frowned, "Xuan Zhenzi seems to be the eldest disciple of Tianyuan Wuchang. I heard that Tianyuan Wuchang has been in seclusion for a long time. This eldest disciple is the general leader of Tianyuan Sect. He personally took action. What did Feng Ziyue do?
Is it so cruel to offend Tianyuanmen for such a big matter?"
Even during the Great Shepherd Festival, it was impossible to guess that Feng Ziyue actually killed Tianyuan Wuchang's most beloved only son, and even chopped off three of Tianyuan's four major disciples like melons and vegetables - but Xuanzhenzi's action also meant that
The hatred between Zhufeng Ziyue and Tianyuanmen is impossible to resolve.
"That's fine. Anyway, in Wenjian Villa, you will always see Tianyuan Wuchang. If this kid doesn't have any courage, how will he have the chance to get the Wenxin Sword Code... As long as he can not die..."
The Great Priest gritted his teeth. He put his hands together, and between his palms, a shiny thing was taking shape again.
"Xuan Zhenzi?"
Feng Ziyue nodded slightly, "You must be the head of the four major disciples of Tianyuan Sect. I have been waiting for you for more than a year. I didn't expect you to show up at this time. People from Tianyuan Sect really know how to wait for the opportunity."
Tianyuan Sword Technique is originally a mysterious assassination sword. To them, the so-called dignity of a warrior is not that important.
——The only thing you want is to defeat the enemy and win!
Feng Ziyue had already realized this when he met Xiao Xiao Yiming, and Yue Lan Rushuang even scorned this approach.
Xuan Zhenzi's old face blushed slightly and sneered.
"In the world, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Taking action when the opponent is at his weakest is the true meaning of martial arts..."
There was laughter among the crowd.
"what?"
"How shameless!"
Tianyuanmen's martial arts concept is different from that of most people. In the eyes of ordinary warriors, a martial arts competition is a battle between strong men. Even if it cannot be completely fair, at least it must be fair and upright. This kind of sneak attack and assassination is really a shame.
s method.
Even in the core of Beixinghe, most people are intimidated by the majesty of Tianyuan's impermanence, but it is inevitable that some people will express disdain for Tianyuan's disciples. Zhuque Qisu is in a corner, and there are many people who do not realize the majesty of Tianyuan's impermanence. This ridicule is even more fierce.
Some.
Xuan Zhenzi was used to seeing such scenes, his face darkened, and his eyes passed over the crowd coldly.
The group of people who were laughing suddenly felt cold all over, as if a cold snake was crawling over them. They felt unspeakable fear in their hearts, their faces were pale, and they were speechless for a moment!
The great disciple of Tianyuan is by no means an idle person. Wherever his power reaches, everyone is as silent as a cicada.
Feng Ziyue smiled softly, "If we have different ways, we will not conspire against each other. Mr. Xuan Zhenzi, I killed four of your junior brothers. Since you are here to take revenge, you don't need to talk so much. Just let me see the Tianyuan Sword."
What is the true meaning of Dharma?”
He waved his sword nonchalantly, as if he was still brave enough after the battle with the Sword Master!
Yue Lan Rushuang once said that Xuan Zhenzi was the one with the highest martial arts among the four disciples, and he was the only one with the highest martial arts skills to reach the peak of Jutian and return to his true nature.
If Tianyuan Wuchang takes the final step and inherits the Tianyuan Sect, there is no doubt that it will be this eldest disciple.
This man's swordsmanship has been completely inherited, his sword intention is fluent and unpredictable, and he has understood the fundamental essence of Tianyuan swordsmanship.
Feng Ziyue was so happy to see that he was hunting, but he was fearless!
Xuan Zhenzi's eyes stayed on Feng Ziyue coldly, and his pupils slowly shrank.
Under the traction and lock of his murderous energy, Feng Ziyue was not abnormal at all - impossible! He had just fought with the Suzaku Sword Saint. Although he killed the Saint with one sword, it seemed easy on the surface, but the consumption of
The energy and spirit are by no means idle. In the short term, the strength must be reduced by at least 50%.
Under such a situation, Xuan Zhenzi knew that he would win, so he struck out with a sneak attack and stepped forward!
Although Feng Ziyue seemed to have resolved the sword fight just now, in the eyes of an expert, he knew that Xuan Zhenzi had the upper hand, and he was even more certain in his heart.
However, Feng Ziyue's momentum seemed to have increased by three points at this time, and he actually seemed to be on par with him. Xuan Zhenzi couldn't help but feel a little awe-inspiring in his heart.
How can it be?
In such a defeat, can he still have the strength to fight back?
Master Tianyuan Wuchang's teachings suddenly sounded in Xuan Zhenzi's mind.
"... If you see someone who is still brave in the face of defeat and can improve his strength in the face of battle, then you must be careful..."
Tianyuan Wuchang's tone was gloomy, and his whole person was hidden in darkness.
"Such people cannot be given any chance. They must be killed with thunderous force from the beginning. Don't do anything stupid to preserve your strength."
"Just give them time and they will grow into a huge nuisance."
"One sword, kill with one sword with all your strength!"
Xuan Zhenzi's body trembled slightly, his right hand held the sword tighter, and veins popped out on the back of his hand.
The Taoist robe on his body suddenly moved automatically in the absence of wind, and his sleeves flew flying, making a whistling sound.
A sword with all your strength!
Xuan Zhenzi knew very well that their swordsmanship was condensed into one move. A superb martial art that could determine life and death in one blow should miss the mark and travel thousands of miles away.
And remembering his master's teachings, he used all his strength to draw the sword without any hesitation.
His eyes were locked tightly on Feng Ziyue, and Feng Ziyue also showed a serious look on his face. He took in his breath, held the natural sword high in his hand, and faced Xuan Zhenzi who was preparing to attack from a distance, more than facing the sword master.
Just as serious as ever!
One sword will determine the difference between life and death!
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