I'd rather die than let go, this battle is too important to Pei Lian.The reason why the strong become strong is that they have a desire to win that is far beyond ordinary people, and even paranoid and distorted.Pei Lin is such a person, his biggest pursuit in the second half of his life is to defeat Gu Jiantang in a dignified manner and wash away the shame of defeat.The master has made a move, and the most taboo is to deliberately admit defeat, which is tantamount to humiliating the other party.Ren Zhen's sword just now was obviously reserved, which made Pei Lin feel angry, so he roared excitedly.Staring at Pei Lian's angry expression, Ren Zhen woke up like a dream, realizing that his original thoughts were blaspheming the dignity of a generation of grandmasters, and he couldn't help but feel remorse.Using the other party to destroy the sword is already out of place, and if you are still unwilling to fight with all your might, it will be too inferior.On the battlefield, everything speaks with a sword, Ren Zhen did not apologize pretentiously, but showed his true deeds.With a wave of his left hand, a long sword swept through the air, facing Pei Lian, who was swooping down, and slashed head-on.Boom a sword to raise the dragon, sword six is the most fierce move in the lonely nine swords, the powerful qi wrapped around the sword body, smashed down on Pei Lian's sword, and the momentum sank, not only cut it in two, but also Pei Lin himself flew heavily on the cliff.One sword for another, two rounds are over, each side breaks a sword, and there is no winner or loser.Pei Lin grinned, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't see embarrassment, but showed heroic bearing."
Come again" Ren Zhen was silent, holding the long sword and rushing over.In the sloping valley, the wind is howling, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.The mad two stepped on the sword forest, dodging and moving in midair, each with their own might, and the collision of iron swords erupted into terrifying waves of qi, causing the entire valley to tremble continuously.On the ground, Sui Dongshan sat cross-legged, watching the duel between the two, his expression shocked and indescribable.With his eyes, he can naturally see that in those unpretentious movements, there is actually a subtle and infinite true meaning, which is far beyond the move itself.Playing in the slightest, and finishing their skills in the slightest, this is the embodiment of the attainments of the two, and it is also the basis for them to step on the pinnacle of Shinto.To achieve his current attainments, Pei Lin relies on talent and tempering, and Ren Zhen relies on more talent.The so-called heaven rewards diligence is always said for those who are still halfway up the mountain.As you walk, when you find that there is no road ahead of you and you have to fly to continue climbing, then you will understand that no matter whether you work hard or not, the summit only welcomes geniuses who can fly.Diligence can make up for your mistakes, but it doesn't make you smarter.Ren Zhen is only sixteen years old, and in terms of experience and actual combat experience, he can't compare with Pei Lian.But as mentioned earlier, martial arts always favor geniuses, and his mind and understanding as well as the heavenly eye in the palm of his hand can help him see the essence of all moves without going through tempering, strip off the gorgeous appearance, and return to the basics.Talent is such a thing, some people overflow, some people are barren, there is no reason at all.So Ren Zhen can be here, instead of the sword idiot, and go hand in hand with the sword maniac, evenly matched.In addition to being shocked, Sui Dongshan's admiration was beyond words.He could also see that these two were really desperate and unreservedly facing the strongest enemy.Seeing such a grand occasion, he sighed leisurely, "It is worthy of the person who dares to grab the Sword Saint with me" On the other side of the valley, there is still a fierce battle going on.The two saints have very different foundations, and the competition is based on their own family backgrounds, although the competition will not be a wrestling fight, but it is too consuming and not easy at all.However, their situation is obvious, unlike last time, Yang Xuanji occupies the offensive this time, while Dong Zhongshu is forced to defend and is tired of parrying.The whole game battle was too deeply involved, Yang Xuanji knew it, so he was not in a hurry to attack, he just wanted to consume it and slowly torture Dong Zhongshu, who came to fight with injuries.Sure enough, Dong Zhongshu's face was slightly pale, and he became more and more unable to hold his breath.At a certain moment, he finally couldn't hold it back, and shouted loudly: "How long do you want to see how lively it is?"
From the very beginning, he knew that he was not alone, he was also a pillar of Confucianism, and his protégé would definitely come to help.It's just that I didn't expect that he had been watching from the wall and refused to show up to enter the game.If it drags on like this, he will be dragged down sooner or later.His words fell, and after a moment of silence, a warm laughter echoed through the valley, making everyone's hearts tremble."
The disciple is late, and I ask the master to forgive my sins."
In the distance, a black dot appeared in everyone's sight, and suddenly, it was close in front of you.A middle-aged scholar rushed over, with a water hyacinth on his waist, looking at his appearance, it was really like a hurry to save the scene.Mr.
Big Yan Yuan finally appeared.He walked down from the clouds, landed on a rock at the top of the valley, looked at the two saints from afar, smiled and bowed."
The younger generation has seen Mr.
Yang."
He speaks slowly and logically, and it is not himself who is in trouble at this time, let alone as impatient as someone else.In the Taiji diagram, Dong Zhongshu snorted coldly, his face was ugly, but he didn't speak again.If he hadn't fallen behind, he would never have wanted to see his eldest disciple.In order to destroy the Heavenly and Human Furnace, Yan Yuan made a move to expose his ambitions, and the master and apprentice tacitly knew that the relationship had broken down, but it was just because of the maintenance of the Confucian camp, it was not good to tear the skin.At this reunion, the two must join forces to defend Confucianism, but both are deeply wary of each other's sneak attacks.Therefore, although he had an extra helper, Dong Zhongshu not only did not feel relaxed, but the pressure increased sharply, and he was uncomfortable.Of course, Yan Yuan's appearance still resolved the crisis in front of him.Yang Xuanji frowned, withdrew the ghost flag, gave up the siege of Dong Zhongshu, and retreated to the side.If you want to trap your opponent with the Taiji Diagram, you must be fully focused and unable to be distracted by the attacks of others.With a strong enemy of Yan Yuan's level on his side, he couldn't be careless at all.Yan Yuan saw it in his eyes, smiled gently, and there was a friendly meaning between his clean eyebrows."
Old Mr.
Yang, when we met in Yunyao Sect that day, you once said that the Confucian ink umbrella is to the west, and now it seems that your prediction is wrong" He said slowly, his eyes wandered, and he glanced at Dong Zhongshu with a gloomy face on the other side.At this time, the sky above the sloping valley is obviously two camps, but it presents a three-legged situation.The master and apprentice looked at each other from a distance, very estranged, and neither dared to entrust their backs to each other."
The family teacher is alive, and the demeanor is still the same, where to talk about this meteorite As for the Mo family giant, if my expectations are good, it should be the opponent you reserved for me" Yan Yuan pretended to regret, as if he was annoyed that Yang Xuanji's prediction was inaccurate.When Dong Zhongshu heard this, his face became more and more pale, but he still didn't have a seizure.He knew that Yan Yuan was the most powerful existence today, and Confucianism must not have civil strife, and he had to swallow this evil breath.Yang Xuanji looked at each other coldly, silent, and watched Yan Yuan raise his eyebrows in front of everyone.Yan Yuan was not in a hurry, took off the gourd and drank a sip of water, the smile on his face became stronger, "However, you have also been right, the iron umbrella has come to the west, and Mr.
Xiao Da has finally jumped out of that maze city":