"What sword are you using?"
"The Sword of Promise."
"Can cut everything?"
"You can cut everything."
"UI."
"In the face of all violence, speed is just a ridiculous synonym."
"Then do it, I will use my wind path to let you see-Wuji? What is that?"
"Hmph, after you see it, you will understand everything."
It seems that the duel between masters has to have such a dialogue before they can show their powerful skills.
"Boss, what are they talking about?" Timo asked An Yang with a yawn, "Timo is going to fall asleep, why don't they fight yet."
"Who knows, it is estimated that we should greet the family members of both parties first, and then discuss the weather. When the world is almost concerned about the common people, it should be shot." An Yang spread his hands.
Sona lightly brushed the hair on her forehead, her beautiful eyes also watched the duel between the two masters. In fact, she hoped that Master Yi would win, so that her spirit stone would be lost.
"Go ahead!" Yasuo said solemnly.
"You don't need to say that I will do this too!" Master Yi retracted the steel sword, changed it from a tricky angle, and stab at Yasuo again.
There was wind under Yasuo's feet, and he slammed on the ground and forced him to turn around. After the sword in his hand danced for a while, he collided with Master Yi's steel sword.
"Ding!" There was a clear cry, and the two were evenly matched.
"Hey!" Master Yi pressed the steel sword blade down hard, while muttering a spell silently in his mouth.
"Look! He can't beat him and is ready to swear in his native dialect!" Timo yelled excitedly, and An Yang covered his mouth.
"Don't make trouble, people are fighting, you can ask careful people to kill you first, since ancient times, there is no good end to watching the excitement."
"Let you see the power of the Promise-Promise Raid!" Master Yi's people divided into four afterimages and appeared beside Yasuo. At the same time, they raised the steel sword in his hand and slashed towards Yasuo. After the past, the speed is amazing and the momentum is like a rainbow.
Yasuo looked at all directions, his gaze sinking slightly, and at the same time he lowered the sword in his hand, leaned forward, and suddenly exerted force under his feet.
"Swipe!" He passed through an afterimage of Master Yi, "Huh? Not this."
The afterimage was seen through by Yasuo, and the other three afterimages continued to attack Yasuo.
"Swipe!" Yasuo passed through another afterimage again in an extremely fast manner, the afterimage shattered, "not this."
"You lost!" Master Yi suddenly appeared behind Yasuo, the steel sword in his hand was full of green light, and he smashed it with a shocking blow.
"Lose?" Yasuo's mouth raised a frivolous smile, "I've never lost, I'm afraid you will lose."
His whole body was suddenly enveloped in a whirlwind, and the fallen leaves around him were all swept up in the sky. Yasuo's hand was too knife out of the sheath, bringing up a violent whirlwind, and Master Yi's shocking blow. Collide.
"Boom!" The momentum was huge, and An Yang and the others had to step back a few steps due to the dust that was raised.
"Who won?" Lingli's big smart eyes looked everywhere, and when the smoke disappeared, the two figures still stood on the spot.
"This is a good trick." Master Yi touched the steel sword in his hand, and his right hand faintly trembled. The strength of Yasuo's whirlwind was a little beyond his expectation. It not only resolved his offensive, but also Almost backlashed out of internal injuries.
Yasuo's face was also a little pale, he also didn't expect Master Yi's offensive to be so fierce, even the whirlwind that he was proud of could only crush him.
The two stood still, staring at each other, with a little vigilance and jealousy in their eyes. Obviously, from the previous fight, it seemed that neither of them had taken much advantage.
"What are the two of them doing?" Timo asked An Yang.
"I guess it's right, I'll pick up soap later." An Yang replied smoothly.
"What is picking up soap?"
"Just burst the chrysanthemum."
"What's that pop chrysanthemum?"
When An Yang was about to answer, Lingli stopped him with a drink, "You have enough, don't take Timo bad."
At this time, look back at the two swordsmen on the battlefield.
"You are really strong."
"You are not bad."
Now it’s time to flatter each other. An Yang thinks they are really bitches. At the beginning, Barabara’s pretending to be a lot of pretences, what Lao Tzu’s ancestor is a pig-killing hand inherited from a generation of famous tools, butchering pigs Chopped chicken, on the other side, not to be outdone, said that his ancestors had cultivated to become a must-kill chrysanthemum blasting anal hand. As soon as this hand was released, he would gather all the chrysanthemums and so on.
After pretending to force the two people to hug each other, you kick me and I punch you. After the killing is inextricably difficult, I see Zute (doing) can’t get rid of it, and start to praise each other again. Your pig-killing knife is really fierce. The other side also praised that your hand for picking chrysanthemums is unparalleled in the world, leaving a fragrance in your hand.
This has almost become the usual routine of every swordsman, and An Yang has even guessed the end.
"Timo, let me tell you who will win later, okay?" An Yang yawned.
"OK."
"After a while, they will get entangled again, and then after seventeen or eight hours of fighting, the two of them stand back to back and stand apart. Of course, you have to pose well, how handsome you are, and at this time you see that one side is holding hands. His chest is full of pain, while the other side slowly retracts the sword into its sheath, but don’t be fooled by the deep malice of this world. After the sword is collected, the sword will definitely bleed and shout. With a cry, uh! I'm not as good as you! You are still good at picking chrysanthemums! Then I fell down."
"Chuju hand? What is that?" Timo asked.
An Yang was startled, how did he tell what he was thinking during the analysis.
"An Yang!! You have enough!!" Lingli yelled, An Yang sneered and said that he would not dare next time.
While An Yang's fierce analysis, Yasuo and Master Yi were also in a fierce collision. They just took a break and then fought together again. For the glory of the sword they pursued, they will do their best. To complete this battle.
"Next, I'm going to use a unique trick." Master Yi threw the steel sword into the air, his hands quickly sealed, a faint green light appeared around his body, the green light became more and more prosperous, and his whole body Are all wrapped in it.
"One cut and a thousand blows!" Master Yi smashed the steel sword fiercely, and a sword intent attacked Yasuo like a rotten sword, wherever he went, a deep gully appeared on the ground.
"Yufengshu." Yasuo folded his hands and slowly formed a translucent wind wall in front of him, with the whistling wind, resisting everything.
After Master Yi's sword intent entered Yasuo's wind wall, it disappeared without a trace.
"The Way of the Wind—" Master Yi said a few words silently, and he could see that he had some interest in Yasuo's Way of the Wind.
Being able to block most of his tricks, this swordsman is indeed extraordinary.
In this case, this opponent who is qualified to challenge himself is worthy of his strongest killer move.
"Promise·Phantom!" Master Yi yelled, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, a dazzling green light was drawn in the balanced space, and he came to Yasuo's side in a flash.
"Wuji, nothing can surpass it. Nothing is the foundation of the world, the extreme, the ultimate, the super, and the power that transcends the Wuji, that is, the way of the Wuji. I want to cut everything, and you, absolutely can't stop me!" The aura on Master Yi's body skyrocketed, and the area within one meter of his body has become a vacuum zone, his robe is windless, and his figure is like a ghost.
Yasuo closed his eyes quietly. At this time, Master Yi, his speed can no longer be captured with the naked eye, he can only use his heart.
Heart sword is the world's number one swordsmanship.
At this time, Yasuo's state of mind became a pool of water, and there was no ripple on the calm lake, just like a mirror.
At this time, a leaf suddenly floated from a distance, swaying in the breeze, turning over, and finally falling slowly on the lake.
"Boom~" Ye'er fell into the water, no matter how small the sound was, it still broke the calm of the lake, splashing ripples.
At this time, Yasuo suddenly opened his eyes, and was surrounded by the wind.
"The wind will stop slashing!!!" Yasuo touched the ground with one foot, and the wind raged, razing all the surroundings to the ground between howling.
"Swipe!" He rushed in front of Master Yi and shot the knife.
One knife, two knives-countless knives slashed in front of Master Yi like a storm, and even the air was cut out of the gap.
Master Yi shuttled back and forth freely in this light sword shadow, and the steel sword in his hand was also cried by the dance.
Finally, they stopped at the same time.
The wind breathes, the battle ends.
The two stood on each side, back to back, Yasuo gently put the sword in his hand into the scabbard.
Master Yi also submerged the steel sword into the ground.
The two said nothing.
Time seems to stand still.
"Puff!" At this time, Master Yi vomited out blood and knelt on the ground with one knee soft.
Yasuo also vomited blood, and he fell powerlessly.
"Boss, the plot seems a bit different from your guess-why both of them have fallen." Timo squinted at An Yang.
An Yang's face was a little embarrassed, "This—this—there is a small mistake in the prediction, hehe."
"The Promise of Tao is indeed well-deserved."
"The sword intent of the gale wind is daunting."
An Yang still guessed right in this plot. After the fierce collision between the two masters, they only drew a draw. In the end, in order not to lose face, they praised others so much.
You are great, you are the best, you are super powerful, anyway, I drew a tie with you, to exaggerate you a bit, isn't the strength of Lao Tzu self-evident
Obviously, masters like to play this routine.
After the two of them boasted for a long time, An Yang couldn't stand it anymore, and walked in front of Yasuo. Anyway, what he was fighting with Master Yi was ****** not right, and the fight was half-dead. An Yang fumbled on him. Fan, found the Elder Lizard’s Jingpo Stone, "Brother, I will take this stone first. Here are 5w gold coins as a deposit. When I have money, I will return another 50,000 yuan to you, but this Things are really useful to me."
Who knows that Yasuo laughed happily, "You can take this spirit stone, and those of us who are walking on the tip of a knife need so much money. I didn't want to give it to you because of my arrogance. , But now, you can have someone who can compete with me. This fight is not a loss, and it also makes me realize many things-wait, what are you going to do?"
An Yang took back fifty thousand gold coins without expression, "Aren't you not losing, why don't you want money if you don't lose."
"Hey, give me the money-hello! Kid don't let me see you again!"
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