Chapter 1336 Swordsman

Yan Lu is also a master. Although he is very low-key, he has now come to the ring with a difficult move of three and a half turns, which makes the Confucianists proud.

The two sword masters made the people around hold their breath before they made a move.

One is a fairy, and the other is a modest young man.

Both swords were not unsheathed, but the eyes of the two were already sharp.

"Boy, I won't show mercy." Zhang Feng said, and the appearance of a young real person appeared behind him. He was holding a sword, but he was much younger than Zhang Feng.

If I am not mistaken, that person is the third prince of the Dragon Palace, Ao Bing, who is good at swordsmanship. Although he was beaten and skinned by Nezha, the third prince just encountered a cheater, which does not mean that he is not strong.

It is divine power. Some people have seen divine power for the first time. They can't help but gasp. It seems that Yan Lu is in danger.

Zhang Feng was serious from the beginning: "You can't move forward again today." He wants to defeat everyone here.

Yan Lu said sternly: "Please!" After that, he drew his sword and pushed his internal force to the extreme.

"Good boy!" Zhang Feng saw that Yan Lu was young and had extraordinary cultivation, and praised him: "I can defeat you with my foot sword."

The old man actually flew up out of thin air, controlled the sword with his feet, and the sword light showed his moves: "Watch the sword."

Seeing that the opponent actually used his feet as hands and controlled the sword with his feet to attack, a humble gentleman like Yan Lu couldn't help but get angry. Yan Lu didn't like fighting, so even if he fought, it would basically end in a draw. Originally, this kind of occasion was not suitable for him to come, but he came in the end because his two brothers insisted and his inner sense of justice was at work.

But he didn't expect to meet such a weird opponent on the ring, which made Yan Lu want to win. He raised his sword and flicked it, blocking the opponent's sword blade. Yan Lu turned his wrist and stabbed the sword towards the sole of the opponent's foot, which was a move - seeing the moon in the well.

Seeing the opponent's exquisite sword moves, Zhang Feng laughed: "The sword is dull when laughing, and the knife is slow to abandon. Only fools know the secret. Take my move 'Foolish Covering the Sky'." Although the sword is moved with the feet, the feet are like hands, and the sword is flexible and changeable. As the old man finished speaking, 'Foolish Covering the Sky' was completed, and the three-inch sword light spread out like a folding fan to block all of Yan Lu's sword moves.

Even Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, two sword masters, frowned. This old man might be more powerful than their master Guiguzi.

Yan Lu quickly turned from offense to defense, and with a move 'Thinking of the Moon in the Water', he blocked the opponent's attack with his sword. However, when the two swords collided, the blade actually broke, and the huge force was transmitted to the tiger's mouth, and Yan Lu almost lost his hand. He even suspected that the old man on the other side was a strong man under his appearance, otherwise how could he have such great strength?

Although Zhang Feng said that he would not talk to people who did not understand him, he had a lot to say after the fight: "Little kid, not bad, you can take this old man's move, you are also a first-class master in the world." "But I know you haven't used your full strength yet, I advise you to use all your skills, otherwise you will lose very badly."

Yan Lu's martial arts are all derived from the "Zuowang Mental Method". He is strong when facing a strong opponent and weak when facing a weak opponent. He can fight anyone on equal terms. It is rare for him to find an opponent who really makes him feel difficult.

It seems that he must use Han Guang. The sword in his hand may break if he takes another move: "Then please allow me to change a weapon, senior."

"Hahaha, what's wrong with that? Take out any magic weapons you have and let me open my eyes."

Since the other party agreed, Yan Lu put away the broken sword in his hand, and then drew the hilt of the Han Guang sword from his sleeve. The hilt is like a gem, but the blade is not visible.

The blade of the Han Guang sword must be visible in light with a specific incident angle.

Zhang Feng is a swordsman, so he naturally knows the sword manual: "I didn't expect it would be Han Guang who ranks 16th in the sword manual, not bad."

Han Guang and Yan Lu are combined into one, which can exert a stronger power.

Continuing the fight, Yan Lu used the move "Fishing for the Moon Under the Water" to attack Zhang Feng from the top, middle and bottom. His sword was as fast as thunder, but the sword was not murderous, and he did not want to see blood.

Zhang Feng saw the move and smiled again: "Then I will use this move "Foolish Covering the Sky." He still kicked his legs, and the sword light flashed on his feet, which actually set off the blade of Han Guang.

The two moves intersected, and the sword energy left traces on the floor tiles of the arena, which made people's scalps numb.

Yan Lu found the rhythm, but he was just barely undefeated. His meditation and forgetfulness method was not suitable for competing for strength, and with the opponent's high strength, he might need to win by surprise.

Changed the move, from "Fishing for the Moon Under the Water" to "Quiet Moon in the Heart", completing the sublimation of the realm, and the sword moves became more dense.

"You little kid, although your sword moves are exquisite, they lack ups and downs, and become more and more flat, which is really meaningless." "The sword light and shadow are gone, and the fool's empty dream will wake up. I'm talking about people like you. Obviously, the sword is getting more and more powerful, but the sword moves are getting more and more flat. You are hesitant and you are avoiding." Zhang Feng used the sword to observe people, and saw that Yan Lu's low profile was completely an act of avoidance, not from his heart.

Yan Lu was indeed avoiding. He was also a man with a story. When he was young, he was both civil and military, but the world made him know that his talent was nothing. He lost everything and lost his lover. From then on, he became non-competitive, not because he didn't want to fight, but because he thought he couldn't fight.

Yan Lu's heart was exposed, and he thought that the other party was powerful, and he could actually see the heart of the swordsman from the sword moves.

Although Zhang Feng kept talking, his footwork was not slow, he didn't let up, and his sword moves were also getting more and more powerful. But he knew he would win: "Chi Potian."

The divine power and sword energy were released together, Yan Lu could not avoid it, and although Hanguang was sharp, it was difficult to resist. He could only make the final resistance. He knew he couldn't fight, but he still fought as a young man, and he will fight today: "My heart is full of mist."

The glow of the Hanguang sword was hazy, like the mist on the river, with only the moonlight flickering in and out.

My heart is full of mist and moon, and I am fighting against the sky.

Tianming seemed to see countless lights and couldn't help but cover his eyes. In fact, these were all the brilliance of sword energy: "It's so dazzling."

Only the master could not turn his eyes away, seeing through the sword energy and seeing the duel between the two swordsmen in the center.

Yan Lu lost. Although he tried his best in the end and showed the strength of a superb swordsman, Yan Lu was still no match for a master who had awakened his divine power like Zhang Feng.

However, Yan Lu was not without success. His last sword hit Zhang Feng on the sole of his foot, making him unable to use his feet to use the sword again.

Zhang Feng looked at the injured area and didn't care: "He hurt my leg, so I can only hold the sword with my hands. The next person on stage will be unlucky. You are no match for me if you use your hands."

It's simply arrogant.

Faced with such a provocation, without any discussion, Wei Zhuang jumped onto the ring and stood among the mottled sword marks: "I want to learn the sword skills you use, and I hope you won't disappoint me."

Another master of showmanship came on stage. Dulan picked up the popcorn from Wu Douyun and said to himself that this Qin Dynasty arena match was really interesting. He couldn't help but want to show off.