He threw away the two swords in his hands, and then he was freed from the strange sticky force. He staggered back five or six steps before he could barely stand still. He felt dizzy for a while, as if he was drunk. , pointed at Ding Hao, and shouted: "What kind of shameless magic are you using?"
Ding Hao withdrew his sword, and the silver ice sword in his hand spread out like mist and dissolved into the air.
Ding ding!
The two swords stuck to the ice sword fell to the ground and stuck upside down in the cracks of the stone. The sword body trembled slightly.
"The Twelve Gates of Swordsmanship, Sticky Word Technique, is one of the sword techniques that every swordsman knows. Since you claim to be a strong swordsman, why don't you even have such a vision?" Ding Hao stood with his hands behind his hands, breathing quietly. , like a living long sword, dressed in hunting clothes, extremely chic, with the demeanor of a master.
"This is impossible. Anyone who has studied swordsmanship will know the Sticking Technique, but it cannot be to such a perverted level. It is just the most basic sword-handling technique. How can it stick to my great master's level of profound energy?" His sword skills? You can’t even try to lie to me."
Mr. Wu's face turned red and he refuted angrily.
"That's just because you are ignorant." Ding Hao smiled slightly and thought.
Whoosh.
The two long swords stuck on the ground automatically flew towards Mr. Wu.
Mr. Wu reached out with his hands and grabbed the two swords.
Ding Hao's body flashed, and a silver ice sword condensed in his hand again, and he stabbed out.
Mr. Wu only felt a cold light coming towards him like a lonely star in the dark night, and the coldness spread across the surface like a knife cutting him. He shouted loudly, shook his swords in his hands, and shot out a series of sword flowers.
But in the next moment, the cold light suddenly exploded and turned into countless stars as if it were a phantom clone.
Like pear blossoms blooming in the night sky.
"A sword competition with me? Haha, don't forget that I have two swords." Mr. Wu laughed, and the two swords in his hands were like phantoms, bursting out afterimages as fast as lightning.
One is greater than two, and double swords are definitely faster than single swords.
As long as his opponent doesn't use the weird sticky tactics that are almost demonic, Mr. Wu absolutely believes that he will be the final winner.
Especially in the Kuai Jian sect, he is already the number one Kuai Sword master. He can wield 108 swords in one breath and stand alone in Nizhou. This weird young man in front of him unexpectedly overestimates his own ability and wants to compete with him in Kuai Jian. That is simply asking for it. Its humiliating.
With a thought, Mr. Wu had stabbed more than a hundred swords in an instant.
The screams of the air being pierced by the sword tip were endless, like two clusters of sparks exploding instantly in his hands. The dazzling brilliance was everywhere, as if the sword was drawn out too fast, and the two long swords in Mr. Wu's hands were rubbing against the air. , all began to become hot and scarlet.
He was very confident that he could not only block all the swords of this young man, but also counterattack instantly.
However, something strange happened again.
The moment he drew his sword, the oncoming sword light suddenly disappeared and disappeared into the void, as if it had never appeared before.
At the same time, Ding Hao's figure flickered and returned to the place like a ghost.
"Haha, what? I don't dare to compete..." Mr. Wu laughed, holding both swords in his hands, and he was so heroic. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a slight chill in his chest and abdomen. When he looked down, he felt as if he had eaten one. He looked like a dead rat, his face changed drastically.
It turned out that at some point, numerous small holes were pierced in the clothes between his chest and waist.
Each small hole is as big as the tip of a needle, piercing through three layers of clothing without harming the body at all. If you look carefully, you will be even more shocked to find that these densely packed small holes actually form a The pattern of a fat cat with wings is extremely delicate!
Mr. Wu's face suddenly turned red like pig liver.
He instantly understood that in the moment when the young man swung his sword, he had already struck out hundreds of swords. Each sword hit the target, piercing clothes without hurting the flesh. This speed was already beyond the limit. His reaction range, which he claimed to be the best in Nizhou, made him unaware of it at all.
What's even more frightening is that such a fast sword speed is actually completed silently.
Mr. Wu himself is famous for his fast swords. He knows that the faster the sword is drawn, the more piercing the scream of the sword tip will be when it pierces the air. Even if the sword speed exceeds the speed of sound, it is impossible for such a close distance to make any sound. There is no sound.
But the opponent's sword actually...
When he thought of this, Mr. Wu suddenly felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured from head to toe, and his heart was so cold.
He shocked Nizhou with his fast sword technique, but he was actually unable to detect the speed of the young man's sword.
The gap is really too big and terrifying.
At this moment, he finally began to believe that the reason why his swords were stuck together was not because his opponent had used some magic technique, but because it was actually one of the twelve basic techniques of swordsmanship: Sticky Word Technique... In other words, this young man was good at swordsmanship. A person's accomplishments are even inferior to those of oneself.
What makes Mr. Wu even more chilling is that during the fight just now, his opponent did not activate his profound energy from beginning to end.
In other words, the opponent relied heavily on his superb swordsmanship to defeat himself at the Grand Master level.
Such swordsmanship is simply unheard of, almost a myth.
"You... Wu... lost... alas..." Mr. Wu said these words intermittently and with great difficulty.
Today's swordsmanship duel was definitely a huge blow to him that he had never experienced in his life. Everything he was proud of before was completely vulnerable to this young man in green who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. His opponent In an understatement, all his confidence was destroyed.
Before that, he really didn't believe that this kind of swordsmanship existed in the world.
But now...
He felt that he was the real frog in the well.
Ding Hao didn't say anything. With a wave of his sleeves, the four red flags planted on all sides of the backyard rose from the ground and all fell back in front of Mr. Wu. This clearly told him that this kind of childish method was simply useless. He couldn't be trapped, and all he wanted to do to break the formation was his own thoughts.
at the same time.
Zhu Hong, who was standing next to him, looked pale with fright.
Mr. Wu is the number one swordsman in the country, and his real combat power is considered to be one of the few in the city. However, in front of this monster-like young man in green, he was completely defeated. He lost without any excuse. Why is this guy so scary at such a young age? Who is he
Zhu Hong also felt a little regretful when he thought about how he had provoked such a terrifying existence.
Even though his status as Young City Lord is extremely noble to many people, it is not worth mentioning when he meets a truly powerful person.
"Let's go." Ding Hao waved his hand.
Both Mr. Wu and Zhu Hong breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left.
"Wait," Ding Hao suddenly spoke, his eyes like swords, looking at the two of them, and said word by word: "Have you forgotten what I said at the beginning? Leave something behind before leaving."
Mr. Wu and Zhu Hong's expressions suddenly changed.
"This... our skills are inferior to others, so we should be humiliated. However, your request is too much. We..." Zhu Hong understood what Ding Hao meant and said unwillingly.
Ding Hao raised his eyebrows, and a trace of murderous intent flashed away: "Do you think that I really can't kill people?"
"Your Excellency, please calm down..." Mr. Wu was frightened by the murderous intention rising into the sky, and he immediately understood that the young man in front of him was not only powerful, but he was definitely a murderer who had walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Change of mind is ruthless.
Snapped!
Blood light burst out, the sword light in Mr. Wu's hand flashed, and the little finger of his left hand was chopped off and fell to the ground.
Zhu Hong's face turned green and red. Seeing that he was as powerful as Mr. Wu, he obeyed. Finally, he gritted his teeth and cut off the second half of his left little finger with a sword. He turned around and left...
"Stop." Ding Hao stared at him and said word for word: "I said one finger, not half a finger."
"You... don't push me too hard. My city lord's mansion is not very hot. At worst, we will break up. Who is afraid of who..." Zhu Hong endured the pain and trembled with anger.
He has also become tougher. What kind of person he is, he has never been angry like this since he came out of his mother's womb. Today, he cut off a finger on his own, and the other party is so aggressive, which makes him almost unable to bear it.
"Hmph! You don't know how to live or die." Ding Hao showed an impatient look in his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
call out!
A sword light flashed away.
Bloody light bursts out.
"Ah..." Zhu Hong screamed, almost fainting from the pain.
His left palm was cut off by the sword energy at the wrist, and blood gushed out from the severed hand, revealing the white broken bones.
"You..." Zhu Hong wanted to curse, which made Mr. Wu tremble next to him. He immediately covered Zhu Hong's mouth, fearing that this ignorant young master would say something again and anger the murderer in front of him. God, I'm afraid that the entire city lord's mansion will be implicated.
Zhu Hong was not strong enough to feel the terror of this young man in green, but Mr. Wu was truly frightened at this moment.
In fact, based on what Zhu Hong has done over the years, especially the girls he murdered, even death a hundred times would not be enough for these crimes. He was too arrogant, and today he finally hit the iron plate. , can be regarded as retribution.
Mr. Wu could tell that the young man in green today was not a murderous person. Otherwise, if it had been any other strong man of the same level, he would have been killed on the spot just by Zhu Hong's angry words.
Are you kidding me? How can a strong man of this level be able to provoke someone casually
Pulling Zhu Hong, he immediately withdrew from the backyard in a flash. Along the way, Mr. Wu's figure flashed in the streets like a ghost, flying towards the city lord's palace. , such a powerful person appears, the city lord and other two-pole forces must be notified as soon as possible.
Just when he was about a few kilometers away from the backyard, suddenly, a series of terrifying explosions sounded in the sky above his head.
Mr. Wu subconsciously looked up and was shocked.