Chapter 276 Seven Lifetimes of Ruthlessness

The ruthless sword intention came out of his body, and the long swords in the hands of everyone present trembled slightly, and they all made a ringing sound at the same time.

Suddenly, a white-haired old man flew out of the sword hut on the Wuming Mountain, and in a blink of an eye he was in the air, descending on Wushuang City like a long sword.

Zhang Ziyu smiled. This sword saint Dugu Jian was ruthless and had no intention, but he was still interested in this cold sword. Seeing the movement of Zhang Ziyu's spiritual sword intention, he immediately broke through the barrier and came to the scene.

The sword saint Dugu Jian looked at Zhang Ziyu with a sharp gaze, not surprised by his youth, and asked coldly: "Is that your sword just now?"

"Yes, what do you think?"

"It's extremely sharp, a good sword."

"I used this sword to defeat Wuming, you can try it too."

Dugu Jian opened his eyes, and the light was like a sword: "You actually defeated Wuming?"

Sword Fifteen!

Dugu Jian immediately waved his hand and a sword aura hit Zhang Ziyu, the speed was so fast, as fast as lightning, no one thought that Dugu Jian would suddenly attack when he was talking nicely, except Zhang Ziyu.

Dugu Jian was ruthless and righteous, and now only had the sword art in his life. Now some people say that the sword art surpassed Wuming, so it was not unexpected that he suddenly attacked.

Zhang Ziyu made a sword finger, lightly touched it, and a sword light flashed. The sword light was only three inches, but it was just this sword light that broke the sword move of Jian Yishiwu, leaving nothing behind.

How could it be possible!

The spectators were shocked, especially Dugu Yifang and the old woman Mingjing, who were even more pale, because in their eyes, Dugu Jian was the pillar of Wushuang City, but now he was broken by a young man with a light touch. How could they believe it?

Suddenly, a terrible thought came to their minds: What if Dugu Jian loses?

The two shuddered and put this terrible thought out of their minds. Dugu Jian could not fail. That man was just a young man. How could he fail?

Dugu Jian did not know what Dugu Yifang and Mingjing were thinking. When he saw Zhang Ziyu easily break the move, his eyes immediately shone and he waved his hand: "Sword!"

He grabbed the Wushuang Yang Sword in Dugu Yifang's hand in the air and looked at Zhang Ziyu and said: "I want to see how strong the means to defeat Wuming are.

With the sword in his hand, Dugu Jian's momentum continued to rise, and in an instant he was like a cold and ruthless sword.

The sword is the life of the sword saint. When he saw a sword master like Zhang Ziyu appear and defeat Wuming, then Zhang Ziyu would become the object he wanted to defeat.

The sword saint tried his best and the martial arts moves he used were no longer limited to the sword 15 as a test. Moves, more fierce sword eighteen, sword nineteen, frequently used, the sharp sword light constantly flew over the buildings of Wushuang City, so terrifying.

At this time, although the body of the sword saint has been gradually exhausted, it is not the withered appearance of running out of oil and lamps in a few years, so the fighting power is still very terrifying.

But this is only for ordinary martial artists, for Zhang Ziyu, it is still not enough.

Fighting against the sword saint, the swordsman who suddenly realized the strongest sword-Sword Twenty-three, Zhang Ziyu had high expectations, after all, fighting is also a part of comprehension and understanding.

But now, Zhang Ziyu is a little disappointed. The sword moves are sharp but there is no meaning of transcendence, without the spiritual realm of the Heaven-Destroying Sword Twenty-three, it is easier to deal with Dugu Jian than Wuming.

Although Dugu Jian is ruthless and righteous, his sensitivity to swordsmanship is unparalleled, and he immediately felt Zhang Ziyu's casual attitude.

"Sword Twenty-two! "

He used his strongest sword move in a cold voice, and the sword energy of dozens of meters condensed into a white light, looking towards Zhang Ziyu.

Sword Twenty-Two, which is the highest move of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, has indeed touched the threshold of Wuqing's spiritual power, but it is not enough, and it is still not as good as the Heavenly Sword.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head lightly, and golden light appeared on his body, allowing the sword light to hit his body.

"Clang"

The loud sound was like striking a bronze bell, resounding throughout the Wushuang City, and the sword light of Sword Twenty-Two shattered inch by inch. Zhang Ziyu was unharmed and stood on the street. Behind him It was the giant beast, the Taotie King.

Even though Dugu Jian was ruthless and unrighteous, he was stunned at this moment. His sword 22 could not hurt the man at all.

Dugu Yifang, Mingjing and others were pale and weak. Sword Saint Dugu Jian was defeated.

"You, you are mainly practicing body training"

After a while, Dugu Jian realized that the young man in front of him was just practicing swordsmanship, and his body training was terrifyingly high.

"Senior Dugu, this is not the place to talk. Why don't we find a place to talk in detail? I just want to talk to you."

Zhang Ziyu still had a smile on his face. He looked at Dugu Yifang and asked, "Is there anyone who doesn't welcome you now?"

Dugu Yifang didn't dare to say no. Besides, he had already scattered his ashes for you.

"Wushuang City always welcomes you, sir. "

He said this dryly. Dugu Jian and Zhang Ziyu didn't even look at him. Dugu Jian threw the Wushuang Yang Sword and inserted it in front of Dugu Yifang. Then he said to Zhang Ziyu: "Follow me."

Dugu Jian used his Qinggong to move quickly to the nameless mountain behind Wushuang City with Zhang Ziyu, leaving Dugu Yifang and his people alone.

"City Lord, what should we do now?"

"Let someone clean up the scene. From now on, that adult is our guest of honor in Wushuang City."

Dugu Yifang was also thinking of an idea. This young man was so powerful, and he didn't seem to be looking for trouble with his elder brother (fake elder brother), so was it possible to make him a guest official? If so, the world would not be afraid.

A fake person had been pretending to be Dugu Yifang for so many years. If you say he had no ambition in his heart, he really couldn't get to this point. However, he didn't think that Zhang Ziyu had never taken him seriously.

Behind the nameless mountain, a simple thatched sword hut appeared in front of Zhang Ziyu.

This place of less than ten square meters was Dugu Jian's retreat. For decades, there was nothing else except swordsmanship.

"What's your name?"

The two sat face to face in front of the tree stump in front of the sword hut. There was no courtesy. After all, the current sword saint Dugu Jian did not have ordinary people's emotions.

Dugu Jian has been a genius in swordsmanship since he was young, but because of some reasons in Wushuang City, he took the strange poison Seven Lifetimes of Ruthlessness since he was young, which cut off the seven emotions of ordinary people, so that he paid more attention to swordsmanship. He learned swordsmanship at the age of five, surpassed his master at the age of seven, became famous with one sword at the age of nine, and suddenly realized the swordsmanship at the age of thirteen. Since then, he has almost never failed in his life.

Although cutting off the seven emotions can make him more focused on martial arts, when the swordsmanship reaches a certain level, the lack of ordinary people's emotions becomes an obstacle, because without human emotions, he has never had such an understanding, so the sudden understanding of swordsmanship is much worse.

To put it bluntly, there is no such deep understanding of the feeling of spiritual power.

Dugu Jian understands this. More than 30 years ago, in order to seek a higher level of swordsmanship, he went to Japan to find the strange poison Half Heart.

Half Heart can remove the toxin that cuts off the seven emotions and let him have emotions again.

During this trip, Dugu Jian met Xue Xinluo Gongben Xueling. The two were attracted to each other and created the swordsmanship of extreme love - the swordsmanship of the Holy Spirit.

This sword technique is the sword of love from the first to the eighteenth sword. Unfortunately, fate plays tricks on people. The effect of the half-heart medicine is only a hundred days. If you want it to be effective forever, then the sword saint Dugu Jian has to give up what he loves most.

He gave up his sword for Miyamoto Xueling and drove the Wushuang Sword into the ground. As a result, Miyamoto Xueling didn't know about the half-heart. In order to make her lover happy, she took out the Wushuang Sword again.

In this way, the half-heart was broken, and Dugu Jian became a ruthless person again.

The Holy Spirit Sword Technique, this name is taken from the sword of love of the sword saint Dugu Jian and Miyamoto Xueling. From the nineteenth sword, it became a ruthless sword.

Dugu Jian crossed the Shenzhou to the west, and Miyamoto Xueling was imprisoned in the dungeon by his father. More than thirty years have passed in a flash.

Zhang Ziyu sighed a little. Dugu Jian felt uncomfortable when he was looked at by this gaze. He asked again: "Sir, can you tell me your name?"