Jun Yu's sword had not yet been drawn, but the sword intent had already surged out from the scabbard.
Mu Nianhua stepped to the side of Nangong Xier and said faintly, "I seem to hear thunder."
"Very light thunder."
"The thunder comes from the sheath."
Wo Hu narrowed his eyes slightly. There is a sword technique in the world that has only one form. That sword technique is called sword drawing. It is said that the swordsmen who practice this sword technique will practice sword drawing repeatedly under the cliff waterfall for decades, until one day, when the moment of drawing the sword can cut through the waterfall, that is the time for them to go out of the mountain and travel the world.
"How good are you at swordsmanship?" Crouching Tiger chopped down with his broadsword, and just after breaking Mu Nianhua's sword, he needed to catch his breath for a moment before he could swing a better sword, but his intuition told him that he must not let Su Baiyi draw out this sword.
"It's just a sword-drawing technique?" Su Baiyi jumped up to dodge Crouching Tiger's sword, with the sword half drawn out, "Think bolder!"
"Be bolder!"
“Like, seeing flowers in the smoke.”
"What a joke." Wohu sneered and swung eleven times at Su Baiyi in the air.
The sword energy was so powerful that the river water around the Golden Wind suddenly became turbulent, with huge waves coming up one after another.
A flash of cold light.
Jun Yu Sword was finally pulled out.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, the surrounding sword energy was completely shattered.
Then a sword fell.
Everyone else present stopped what they were doing, looked up at the sword, and was amazed.
"This kid's martial arts..." Elder Long looked at Nangong Xier, "End of the World Realm?"
In the Autumn Water Realm, the Autumn Water flows into the sea, and it never stops. In the Fuyao Realm, it rises straight up, and it advances by leaps and bounds. Many people who can reach these two realms have become the head of a sect, and are respected masters all over the world. Most martial artists cannot reach the threshold of these two realms even in their entire lives. But only when you reach the End of the World Realm, you are truly worthy of the four words "Master of Martial Arts". The End of the World Realm, to the peak, is boundless. But how can a young man under 20 years old do this
Nangong Xier frowned slightly. Only she knew that Su Baiyi's sword was so powerful because he relied on the three internal forces that had not yet dissipated in his body. But after this sword, the three internal forces would disappear completely, so he only had this chance with this sword.
When Crouching Tiger's sword energy was split by Jun Yu's sword, a surge of Qi surged in his chest. He vomited a mouthful of blood, then gritted his teeth and said two words: "Beng, Hu."
"Be careful!" Mu Nianhua wanted to draw his sword again in desperation, but he was forced back after taking a step forward.
Crouching Tiger's sword energy had reached its peak at this moment, and no one else could get close to him. He just held the sword, neither advancing nor retreating.
This is the sword technique created by Wohu on the day he became the deputy commander. The so-called "collapse of tiger" means to collapse oneself first and then kill the enemy.
The clothes on his upper body had been shredded by his own sword energy, and shallow scars slowly appeared, but he didn't even frown.
Su Baiyi finally fell with the sword in his hand.
The two people looked at each other.
Crouching Tiger grinned and whispered, "I see it clearly." He lunged forward, and his right shoulder was pierced directly by Jun Yu's sword, but his knife stayed on top of Su Baiyi's head.
The winner has been decided.
"This is not the real seeing flowers in the fog. There is another way to see flowers in the fog, and you haven't learned it yet." Crouching Tiger said slowly.
Su Baiyi panted heavily: "But you were injured, but I was safe and sound, why don't you just chop the knife off?"
"You are so confident, probably because you know that only if you are alive you are valuable to Lin Tian Palace?" Crouching Tiger said dimly.
The masked man walked out of the cabin and said, "Although the dead are not as valuable as the living, if we have to, even if we bring back a corpse, Qianji Academy can still find the answers that Shanglin Palace wants from it."
"That's all." Shopkeeper Yan glanced at the masked man.
"Is that all?" Crouching Tiger said with a smile, "You don't have to kill Su Baiyi, but I want to kill the rest of them."
"My Lord Deputy, Shanglin Palace is the largest sect in the world, not a cult." The masked man said lightly.
Nangong Xier's expression changed slightly.
Crouching Tiger glanced at the masked man, then glanced at Shopkeeper Yan: "It seems you have already made the deal."
"Hello." Su Baiyi suddenly shouted.
Crouching Tiger looked at him: "Boy, you still don't accept it?"
"Do you think I'm doomed to lose?" Su Baiyi said slowly.
Crouching Tiger frowned slightly. When he used the Collapse Tiger move, the sword energy would be so strong that he couldn't even control it completely. He would jump around like a mad tiger, so even he would be devoured by the sword energy, not to mention his opponent. When Crouching Tiger stopped the sword above Su Baiyi's head just now, the scattered sword energy should have broken all the tendons in Su Baiyi's body when it came back. But now Su Baiyi still stood there steadily, with a calm face, seemingly unharmed.
"I have four parts of internal strength. Two parts were used in the previous sword strike, one part was used to block your sword energy, and there is one more part." Su Baiyi suddenly moved back, grasped the hilt of the sword, raised it high and then dropped it.
"Lan Ai will burn together!"
Everyone in the field exclaimed.
This is a sword technique that many people have seen or heard of, but will never use in their lifetime, because when this sword technique is used, it means that both the enemy and the person will perish together. Xie Kanhua did not teach this sword technique to Su Baiyi, but Su Baiyi had seen it once when he was a child. The man who raised him died in front of him after using this sword technique.
Su Baiyi closed his eyes and sighed softly: "It's still a bit regrettable."
But a hand held his hand, it was an extremely familiar touch. Su Baiyi immediately opened his eyes and met those watery eyes.
"When Senior Sister is still here, it's not Junior Brother's turn to die first." Nangong Xier said lightly.
"Senior Sister, I told you I would handle it. As long as he dies, you will be fine." Su Baiyi lowered his head slightly.
"We advance and retreat together." Nangong Xier pulled back hard and pulled Su Baiyi behind her.
Wo Hu was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. Now that he was saved, he didn't care about leaving anyone alive. He just chopped with his sword, but encountered a time-honored and beautiful sword.
The name of the sword is "Beloved".
Nangong Xier pointed her sword forward, her purple robe fluttering in the wind.
Crouching Tiger took three steps back, put his sword on the ground, and said slowly with a serious expression, "The Sword Intention of Passing Water."
At the deepest part of the cabin, a door that had never been opened suddenly opened.
A woman in red suddenly opened her eyes.
"The sword intent of the passing water!"