With a flash of cold light, Wei Yu retreated with one sword!
When pedestrians on the road looked sideways, what they saw was Wei Yu standing against the wall with his sword in front.
I couldn't help but hold my breath.
Wei Yu is not a nobody, he is recognized by the people of Qin as the number one dragon in the world and the genius of the Qin Dynasty! The future is limitless and the future is not limited to the present.
Now I am competing with others in the same situation, but I seem to be at a disadvantage.
Who is the enemy?
"good!"
Wei Yu praised again.
"I yearn for the glory of the Flying Sword Era, and I can't wait to see it. I never thought that we can still see such ancient Flying Swords today. This is a blessing for me, Wei Yu!"
He turned the long sword sideways and tilted it in front of him, stepped on it with his back foot, and shot out.
An extremely strong and fierce sword intent gathered his body and mind, condensing his power and strength, roaring and condensing...
In the end, both others and the sword moved forward.
But he still stood in his original position, still leaning against the wall, raising his hand in front of him casually, raising his index finger slightly, and gently moving it forward.
clang!
A bit of cold light seemed to appear out of thin air, and the tip of the long sword that Wei Yu suddenly thrust out was right against each other.
Wei Yu didn't want to use this sword now. He was still seven steps away from his opponent.
But he had to go out!
Just now, his sword told him that if he didn't use this sword... he would die!
The momentum is not yet full, the intention is not yet exhausted, but the sword has been drawn.
It wasn't until the moment when the sword tips touched each other that he saw his opponent's sword clearly for the first time in a real sense.
It was a handleless flying sword, now enlarged to more than two feet, and the entire body was covered with sword light, no place was not sharp and no place was not dazzling.
It seems that it has no substance, but is a sword made of endless sword light.
But it contradicts his own sword, and it exists so real.
You can't use magic. No magic of your own can stop this sword.
Wei Yu realized this very clearly. Any movement other than swinging the sword would be a burden at this moment. He can only rely on the sword in his palm and his extraordinary swordsmanship that he has learned and practiced diligently!
His swordsmanship is his strongest point.
At this moment, Wei Yu mobilized Daoyuan with all his strength, penetrated Daoyuan into the sword, and used his strength to overcome the situation and send the flying sword forward! Then he turned around and drew a wonderful arc in mid-air, cutting through the flowing wind. He moved his sword towards the enemy with extreme speed and ruthlessness!
clang!
There was another sound.
While Wei Yu was approaching with his sword, he had to draw his sword in advance, but was forced to stop by the flying sword!
How can I do this?
Wei Yu only had this thought in her mind.
He turned his wrist and twisted the long sword in his hand several times on the flying sword.
The spiraling sword energy created a vortex in the air, briefly controlling the extremely agile flying sword.
Incredible swordsmanship!
As for Wei Yu himself, he used his sword energy to create an opening and walked straight forward...
clang!
The sword he was preparing to kill had to be struck out in advance again to block the flying sword that suddenly appeared in front of him!
Others may not understand, but he can.
This flying sword is so sharp!
His spiral sword energy was easily chopped into pieces, completely unfettered.
It's not that the opponent couldn't avoid that twist at all, but he deliberately gave him a chance just to waste his killing sword at this moment!
What kind of judgment is this? What kind of swordsmanship is this?
Wei Yu gritted his teeth, turned around and struck three times with sword light, forcing the flying sword away.
Stepping onto the courtyard wall, it fell from the sky again, as graceful as a startled dragon.
This sword is brilliant and gorgeous...
clang!
His sword flew from the sky and was forced to turn back!
In the eyes of more and more passers-by who gathered in front of the gate of Yi'an Bo Mansion and He Bo Mansion, what they saw was that Wei Yu, who was known as the best dragon in the Qin Dynasty, was extremely exquisite in all kinds of offensive swordsmanship. Keep attacking, keep moving forward.
But...they kept being forced back.
From the beginning to the end, it was impossible to get within five steps of the opponent!
The man who stood like a rock by the wall, motionless and only raising his pointing sword, looked so terrifying at this moment.
"It seems...that's it."
Qianqian whispered something in a voice that no one could hear.
He had only raised one index finger, and now he also raised his middle finger. The two fingers were together, and his thumb, ring finger, and little finger were all closed together.
The right hand was thrust forward in a sword-thrusting posture, and it straightened instantly.
He pointed his sword sideways and pointed directly at Wei Yu!
Suddenly, there was a scream.
Because the distance was so close, it was difficult for Wei Yu to tell whether he heard the scream first or the cold light he saw first.
In short, when he tried his best and still had to fight bravely...
Dang, Dang, Dang!
Three blasts in a row.
For the first time, he came within five steps of his opponent.
However, there was only a sword hilt left in his hand.
He held the bare hilt of his sword, only four steps away from his opponent.
But it stopped here.
These four steps can never be passed.
Because Wei Yu's posture was too decisive and his forward momentum was too fierce.
Therefore, the way he stood still and held out the hilt of the sword seemed particularly funny and ironic.
But no one laughed.
Even his opponent, the man named Xiang Xiang, did not mean the slightest bit of ridicule.
Bang!
Maybe the whole long street is too quiet.
The sound of these three sword blades falling to the ground was so clear.
It was as if people had just woken up at this moment. The famous sword in Wei Yu's hand was cut off and split into four parts just as he was sprinting.
As for Wei Yu, it was like waking up from a dream.
He held the hilt of the sword and looked forward.
The flying sword could no longer be seen in his eyes, but he asked: "What is the name of this sword?"
The sharpness in his forward eyes has disappeared.
He seemed to have become that slovenly, down-and-out guy again, staring listlessly at the world with a pair of dead fish eyes.
Only...
Only when he mentioned these four words, his chin raised slightly, with a little self-evident pride.
"Long Guang She Dou." He said.
Wei Yu turned the hilt of the sword upside down, held it in the palm of his hand, and bowed his hand forward: "Wei's skills are not as good as others, so I am willing to be inferior. I will never dare to claim to be invincible again."
There is no reason, no excuse, winning or losing is always so simple.
For Weiyu, today he lost the aura of being the best dragon in the world, was "robbed" of his reputation, and had his sword cut off. The bitter consequences of this failure cannot be described as tragic.
But as the winner of this battle, Xiang Xiang has no awareness of being famous from now on.
There was no excitement on his dejected face.
He just said: "Farewell."
Then he turned around and walked away alone without looking at her all the way.
Wei Yu's words did not make any waves in his heart.
Perhaps for Wei Yu himself, "I dare not call myself invincible" is a great recognition.
But to him... Wei Yu shouldn't be called invincible.
That person is gone, who can be called invincible?
As for the so-called "prestige" that surpasses Qin's No. 1 Tenglong, it is even more meager.
He could have come quietly and gone quietly. Just like he had done most of the time. As long as you win or lose, don’t be in the name of winning or losing.
It was Wei Yu's own pride that made him unwilling to leave a way out for him.
As for Yu Xiangqiang, from beginning to end, he was just like what he said, he did not do this trip to hurt anyone's face or gain anyone's reputation...
Just ask about the sword.
Just ask about this sword.
