Chapter 273: Sword Breaking Grandmaster Falls!

Nozawa Sword God stood up from the ruins and stood there for a while, as if he had lost his soul. His white temples and beard moved with the wind, making him even more lonely.

He held the Congyun sword in his hand, and the blade was as sharp as ever. It's just that he no longer has the confidence to use his sword skills.

His proud swordsmanship was completely shattered in front of Lin Youye.

"My swordsmanship is full of flaws, my swordsmanship... is actually worthless!" Nozawa Swordsman said bitterly, his body trembling with his breathing.

Undoubtedly, the destruction of the sword technique that took decades to perfect was a huge blow to anyone. Being as proud as him is even more unbearable.

"Old Sword God!"

"What's wrong with the old sword god? Could it be that he was seriously injured? It doesn't look like it. There is no serious trauma on his body."

Crowds were crowded under Tokyo Tower, and the discussions were almost endless. Everyone was wondering why the sword god suddenly gave up in the middle of the fight.

"A swordsman, a soldier of a hundred battles, is fearless, and those who practice swords have an indomitable sword heart, but now the old sword god's sword heart has been broken." The white-haired master shook his head. Although he is not as powerful as Nozawa sword He is a god, but he is also a swordsman, and he is deeply touched by this.

"Old Sword God, have you lost? Even Zhao Zilong failed to completely defeat you. Are you going to admit that you were defeated by a fledgling junior?" The white-haired master shouted from afar.

Nozawa Sword God lightly closed his eyes, suddenly raised his head to the sky and wept, and said desolately: "Yes, I was defeated, I was indeed defeated, I was defeated by a junior."

"No, you were not defeated by Lin Youye, but by yourself."

Nozawa Sword God trembled slightly.

"The sword can be slashed wide open and closed, or stabbed viciously. The former is called a swordsman, while the latter is a killer. No matter what moves or strategies are used, a sword that can cut the enemy is a good sword."

"Your sword, is it really useless!" The white-haired master said every word with a heart, and many sword repairers lowered their heads thoughtfully. Even Lin Lang looked over subconsciously, with infinite appreciation in his eyes.

Maybe the white-haired master is not very talented in cultivation, but in terms of understanding and insights, he can even be a teacher to Nozawa Sword God.

Nozawa Kenshen's body trembled again.

"A swordsman can be defeated, but he must not be defeated by his own swordsmanship. The reason why your swordsmanship cannot match him is because your belief is not strong enough!"

Finally, the words of the white-haired master fell, and the eyes of Nozawa Sword God brightened, sweeping away the haze, and the eyes sparkled with raging fire.

"Yeah, my swordsmanship has failed, but my sword hasn't!"

Cong Yunjian seemed to be infected by Nozawa's sword god's fighting spirit, buzzing continuously, as if it was about to escape from his control and rush to the sky to fight Lin Lang for 300 rounds.

"Your Excellency will be my teacher!"

Nozawa Sword God was in awe, bowed politely to the white-haired master, raised his head again, his eyes were full of fighting spirit. He stepped heavily, and his whole body was like a sharp sword off the string, soaring straight into the sky, standing at the same level as Lin Lang.

"The Sword God is resurrected!"

"Kill this Chinese man to death, and raise our national prestige!"

"Japan is the strongest, and the sword god is invincible! The Chinese people are all native chickens and dogs, and I asked the sword god to kill this guy." On the ground, the blood of the Japanese youths was surging, their necks were flushed, and their throats were rasping. Shout to the sky.

The sound of cheering and cheering quickly gathered into a wave, sweeping towards the sky.

Nozawa Sword God turned a deaf ear to it, and bowed respectfully to Lin Lang again.

"With the few moves just now, you are enough to kill me, but I am still alive, so you should also be worshiped by me."

Below, the jaw dropped in shock.

Lin Lang accepted it calmly. Indeed, if he really wanted to kill Nozawa Sword God, he would be able to kill him effortlessly even with his divine sense, even without waiting for a flaw.

But it is the battle of Taoism, where Taoism is the main thing, and Lin Lang also wants to find an opponent to sharpen himself. Obviously, among the few strong men in the world, Nozawa Sword God is one of them .

"Then use all your strength, if you can force me to use the sword, I will not kill you." Lin Lang said lightly.

"Are you forced to use the sword?" Nozawa Sword God quietly squeezed the sword tightly, and the blade was horizontally on the right.

"Back then, I used my self-created swordsmanship to defeat invincible opponents in Japan, and there were only two people who could force me to inherit the swordsmanship from my master. Now, you also have the qualification!"

Nozawa Sword God lowered his voice. When he was young, he encountered a strong man in the divine realm to point him out. Since then, his kendo cultivation has been out of control. It's a pity that his master left too early, leaving him only a copy of the inheritance of swordsmanship in the divine realm.

But he has always been ambitious and intends to hone his self-created swordsmanship to the god level, so he usually uses his own swordsmanship in battles. It was an extremely terrifying inheritance of swordsmanship.

The reason why he didn't use it just now was not that he was at the end of his rope, but that Lin Lang had broken his Dao heart.

"Now, I have the capital to compete with you!" Nozawa Sword God snorted.

One sword to the west!

Nozawa Sword God completely changed his style of sword use. Originally, he used subtle calculations, but now he opened and closed. However, this change directly more than doubled his strength.

This is the gap between the nerve technique and the self-created technique. Two people with the same cultivation level can directly be crushed.

"Golden Elephant Fist!"

Lin Lang finally went all out, and he punched out the first Golden Elephant Fist along with his arms.

The golden glow is all over the sky, and behind the golden light, there is a continuous shadow of fists, hidden

Within a short while, dozens of Lin Lang's shadows appeared under the shroud of golden light, each with the same movements.

Gather your strength and punch.

There was a dull impact sound in the sky, the aftermath was scattered, and countless buildings fell over it. Nozawa Sword God stepped back a few steps, but his fighting spirit remained the same.

This is not the end, but the beginning.

Nozawa Sword God roared violently, the sword in his hand was shining brightly, as if more turbulent power was brewing. With a shake of his hand, all the power was released.

Wan Fu confers the first!

"Second Form." On the other side, he waved his fist lightly.

As if the sky had collapsed, the entire sky disappeared and was replaced by golden light, only a dazzling long sword was shining brightly. Nozawa Kenshen bled from his mouth and nose, and flew backwards. Lin Lang was also pushed back nearly ten meters away.

Even the Tokyo Tower below was shaken by the impact at the moment.

But at this time, none of them had the heart to notice this. At the same time, he used his lifelong skills to kill his opponent here.

On the old body of Nozawa Sword God, it seems that a dead tree is in spring at this moment, and the muscles are bulging. Except for the face, it seems to have become a strong man. And his cultivation base is unreservedly integrated into the body of the sword.

The Cong Yun sword under his hand kept turning with his wrist, drawing exquisite arcs one by one. At this moment, he was almost ecstatic, fully displaying the mysteries of the divine swordsmanship.

"Sword Slashing Promise!"

The moment he stopped, he had already flew above Lin Lang, holding the sword in both hands, and slashed downward.

This sword is majestic and majestic, so powerful, anyone is so insignificant compared to it, as if it wants to split a mountain.

The sword hadn't landed yet, but the huge wind whistling from the two wings of the sword had already raged, and the soil and vegetation on the ground rose up layer by layer.

This is the final move of the divine realm swordsmanship. If you practice it to the extreme, you can split the mountain. Any peak master will be destroyed by this sword.

Nozawa Sword God still maintains the posture of splitting the sword, but he has withdrawn from the situation of ecstasy in swinging the sword. He looked ahead, and suddenly his expression changed drastically.

"Golden Elephant Fist, the third form!"

A loud and clear elephant chant came from ancient times, and a huge golden monster descended from the sky. It was indeed an elephant, but its whole body was covered with mottled marks of time, and its face could not be seen clearly.

This golden giant elephant is filled with bursts of palpitating aura.

"What a tyrannical martial skill, even surpassing my sword Zhan Wuji." Nozawa Sword God looked fascinated, he knew that even though he possessed divine sword moves, he still seemed so insignificant in front of this elephant .

"I'm no match for this move, let alone escape." Nozawa Kenshen made it clear, and relaxed his body and mind. He took a step forward and died in peace.

"It's a pity that I couldn't force your sword out in the end."

His voice became smaller and smaller until it was inaudible.

And in the sky, the swordsmanship of the divine realm collided with the supreme supernatural power recorded in the Jiuxiao Xiandian.

That sword shocked the entire sky.

The golden light converged and disappeared bit by bit, and the breathtaking golden image scattered with the wind.

A broken sword fell from the sky, pierced deeply into the soil, buried in the dust, maybe it will never see the light of day again...