"Don't worry, the old man will kill this kid so that he has no place to bury him!"
Yamamoto Kazuno nodded and looked at Deng Jiuling's gaze, full of ferocity and spite.
Yamamoto Kazuno, angry!
At the time of Dongying, Yamamoto Kazuno, like Deng Jiuling, also liked to challenge higher ranks, stomping another famous boss severely under his feet.
But Kazuno Yamamoto never thought that a 19-year-old kid would dare to act in front of him!
grass!
Unforgivable!
"Mo Liancheng, let my father teach you today what is called Liancheng swordsmanship." Deng Jiuling laughed.
Pouch!
Hearing this, Mo Liancheng's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of old blood poured out on the mountain wall.
"Deng Jiuling, be careful!" Mo Wu was not in the mood to accompany Deng Jiuling to fool around, her beautiful eyes were full of worry.
"Don't worry, I never pretend to be forced. I said that if I defeated Yamamoto Kazuno with Three Swords, then it must be possible to do it." Deng Jiuling smiled confidently.
puff!
As soon as Deng Jiuling's pretense was forced to the extreme, Yamamoto's expression turned black.
Nima, are you still pretending to be forced
Why don't you go to Ritian? Why don't you go side by side with the sun
Yamamoto Kazuno's eyes were sharp, and he almost wanted to vomit blood.
"stupid!"
Cang!
There was a roar in his throat, Yamamoto Kazuno roar, and finally pulled out the big knife from his waist.
Tear!
The knife was pulled out, and the temperature in all directions suddenly became cold.
Wow!
In the blizzard, black wind gusts, faintly heard howling ghosts and wolves.
"Demon Blade! Murata!" Mo Liancheng's pupils shrank and he was amazed.
"It turned out to be the Muramasa Demon Sword?"
"God, that's it?"
hiss!
Everyone was shaking, and they all breathed in air-conditioning.
"The martial arts of the patriarch seems to be powerful again!"
"The patriarch has not drawn a sword for 20 years. This sword is at least twice as powerful as it was 20 years ago!"
Even the warriors of Dongying were stunned and breathed in air.
too strong!
It is too strong!
Yamamoto Kazuno's sword, without being urged by the true energy, just the black energy permeating the blade, tearing the ground out of the rift.
Dang!
The name of the village is really extraordinary.
With a sword in his hand, Yamamoto Kazuno's aura all over his body suddenly began to climb frantically as if he was hanging up.
"As expected to be the Dongying Sword King, such an amazing martial arts!" Mo Liancheng was a little excited.
The stronger Yamamoto Yiye is, the more tragedy Deng Jiuling will be.
Although Mo Liancheng's martial arts has been abolished, his status and status are still there. It is a big deal that he will still be able to flourish in the Mo family if he does not practice martial arts.
But the prerequisite for all this is that Deng Jiuling and Mo Wu must die!
Only Deng Jiuling's death can calm the monstrous and boiling anger in Mo Liancheng's heart.
kill!
I have to say that Yamamoto Kazuno deserves to be the "King of Swords". With a knife in his hand, the spirit of his whole person has changed dramatically in an instant.
Even Deng Jiuling, who was a little disapproving, shrank his pupils, a little surprised.
"This old man is originally the 9th Grade Grandmaster, and with a Cunzheng Demon Sword, he has the power to surpass Consummation!" Deng Jiuling thought secretly.
Yamamoto Kazuno's swordsmanship has already stepped into the realm of "miniature", which is very terrifying.
To make an analogy, the same 9-rank master, today's Yamamoto Yiye, absolutely possesses the invincible power of the same rank!
"This old man is going to use me to sacrifice his sword and become his name as the'Knife King'." Deng Jiuling couldn't help but sneered.
Yamamoto Kazuno is the "King of Swords", majestic and majestic, dominating Dongying.
But compared to the ancestor of the Yamamoto family, Yamamoto Kazuo, known as the "sword king", Yamamoto Kazuno's sword technique is still not perfect.
Sword King and Sword King, literally speaking, it is enough to see the difference!
A word difference is a thousand miles away!
"The old man has been practicing knives for many years, but he hasn't been able to find an opponent of the same level. Today, I can finally find a suitable opponent for knife training. It's great!" Yamamoto Kazano was a little excited.
In fact, there are some warriors of the same rank as Yamamoto Kazuo, although they are rare.
But the martial arts masters who can step into the realm of perfection cherish feathers very much, and are all trying to attack the legendary innate realm.
Therefore, even if Yamamoto Kazuno can find a warrior of the same level, the opponent will not fight him.
Moreover, the old monsters of the Ninth Stage have their own huge powers, and Yamamoto Kazuo throws a rat avoidance weapon, so naturally he dare not act rashly.
But Deng Jiuling is different!
Deng Jiuling was only nineteen years old, and even if he had his own power, in the eyes of Yamamoto Kazuno, that power shouldn't be a concern.
But Deng Jiuling's martial arts can be compared to the master of Consummation, which is really rare.
"After today, the old man's sword technique can step into the Dzogchen, rank as the real sword king, and reproduce the fame of his father back then!" Yamamoto Kazano looked excited.
"kill!"
Tear!
There was a roar in the throat, and Yamamoto Kazuo's peerless knife was finally swung sharply.
Hoop!
Suddenly, sand and rocks were scattered, and the void dimmed in an instant.
The lingering black wind, with endless ghosts and howling wolves, enveloped the entire mountain.
"No, this is evil spirits!"
"Don't let the black wind contaminate your body, otherwise you will become a zombie!"
Wow!
The warriors retreated one after another, with horror in their eyes.
"It's cold!" Even Mo Wu, a martial arts master, was trembling all over by the evil spirit, and quickly backed away.
"Cut!" Deng Jiuling moved!
Cang!
The sword aura is like a rainbow, permeating the world!
This sword rose like a scorching sun, instantly breaking through layers of dark clouds, lighting up the entire sky.
Under the scorching sun, the monstrous black wind rolled up by Yamamoto Kazuno completely disappeared.
Cang!
Between heaven and earth, a huge sword energy pierced through Yamamoto Kazuno's chest in an instant.
puff!
In an instant, the red blood filled the white snow.
Damn it!
Yamamoto Kazuno's Muramasa Demon Sword fell to the ground instantly, making a stern sound.
Hoop!
In this cold wind and snow, Deng Jiuling stood with a sword, like a god.
"The realm of Consummation, Feixue Liancheng!" Mo Liancheng had a bitter expression and his eyes were full of panic.
The phrase "Flying snow all over the sky Liancheng Bi" is the highest meaning of Liancheng practice, and represents the ninth level of perfection.
Even if it is Mo Liancheng's grandfather, the old man who has practiced Liancheng swordsmanship for a hundred years, Liancheng swordsmanship is only the eighth level.
Among the entire Mo Family, the only ones who can cultivate the Liancheng swordsmanship to the ninth level are the "South Sea Sword God" Mo Gucheng and the "Old Master" of the Mo Family.
But Mo Gu City has been in seclusion for eighty years, and now life and death are unknown, I am afraid it has long since sat down.
As for the "old master" of the Mo family, he has been away from the Mo family for many years, and seems to be traveling around the world, no longer managing the Mo family's affairs.
But as soon as Deng Jiuling made a move, he spurred the ninth layer of Liancheng swordsmanship. How can you make Mo Liancheng accept it
"Why is this? Could this kid be my father's illegitimate child? Huo!" Mo Liancheng's eyes burst with tears and tears burst into his eyes.
It doesn't matter if Mo Liancheng loses to Deng Jiuling in martial arts.
Anyway, Mo Liancheng has a high position, and even if he doesn't practice martial arts in the future, he will still be able to cross the South China Sea.
However, Mo Liancheng lost to Deng Jiuling on the proud swordsmanship of Liancheng, which was unacceptable for him.
Among the crowd, Mo dance stood tall and majestic, looking at Deng Jiuling's autumn water eyes, it was full of infinite shock.
"God, Deng Jiuling's Liancheng swordsmanship is so powerful?" Mo Wu looked incredible.
Deng Jiuling only watched Mo Liancheng Dance Sword once, and he surpassed Mo Liancheng's two-layer technique. Is this too exaggerated
"Your Excellency really just started learning Liancheng swordsmanship?"
Holding his bleeding chest, Yamamoto Kazuno said bitterly and unwillingly.
When Deng Jiuling's peerless sword pierced his chest in an instant, Yamamoto Kazno knew he was finished.
What made Yamamoto Yiye admire was not only Deng Jiuling's martial arts, but also Deng Jiuling's plot.
Deng Jiuling once said that he would defeat Yamamoto Kazuo within the three swords.
But what Yamamoto Kazuno didn't expect was that Deng Jiuling's words were just for fun.
Because Deng Jiuling mobilized all his power when he was in the first sword!
This is Deng Jiuling's plan!
Deng Jiuling was not a fool. He knew that Yamamoto Kazuno was very strong and terrifying.
Deng Jiuling is great, but at best he is a sixth-grade master.
Sixth-Rank and Ninth-Rank, the huge gap between the two was enough to smooth out Deng Jiuling's advantage.
That's why Deng Jiuling provocatively provoked Yamamoto Kazuno's anger step by step, letting Yamamoto Kazuno relax his vigilance.
Master battles, even the smallest negligence, may become the key to reversing the outcome.
Although Yamamoto Kazano was not reconciled to his own failure, he was very open to it.
Because Yamamoto Kazno knew that as a top warrior, it was an honor to be able to die in front of a master!
The only thing that made Yamamoto unconvinced was that Deng Jiuling really just learned Liancheng swordsmanship
Deng Jiuling did not speak to Yamamoto's doubts. Instead, he picked up the Muramasa Demon Sword on the ground and waved it casually.
"cut!"
Deng Jiuling spit out one word, and one after another Dongying warriors, their bodies burst out like fireworks, and they were swallowed by endless black energy.
Although Deng Jiuling's sword technique looks very plain, it's not as good as Yamamoto Kazano did just now, with a single swing that can wind up the sky.
However, Deng Jiuling's knife brought Yamamoto Kazuo almost 250 times as much damage as a psychic crit.
"Unexpectedly, you only saw the peerless sword technique of our Yamamoto family, and you only practiced to the ninth level of perfection."
Yamamoto Kazuno let out a miserable laugh, and the old eyes were full of loneliness: "You are a young hero like you in the Long Country, and the old man is not wronged!"
After speaking, Yamamoto Kazano glared sharply and slammed his head against the mountain wall, his head bursting like a broken watermelon in an instant.
Boom!
The next moment, Yamamoto Kazuno fell straight to the ground, completely losing his breath of life.
The flying snow in the sky continued to fall, and eventually the body of Yamamoto Kazuno was completely covered with ice.
The first generation of sword kings in the East, Yamamoto Yiye, destroy!
At this point, all Dongying people were killed by Deng Jiuling one by one.
After that, Deng Jiuling flew at once, looking sharply at Mo Liancheng.