"Zhao!" sounded, a silver flash flashed, and the three-foot long sword was unsheathed.
Jin Wuming's body did not move, but he refracted a piece of faint moonlight towards Wang Yi who was three feet away. For a time, the moonlight filled the sky, and the sword energy filled the sky.
Wang Yi slowly took out the long sword in his hand, but it was a black long sword.
Even if the moonlight in the sky shines on the black sword, not a trace of light shines, as if the sword in his hand has merged with the night.
Jin Wuming thought for a while, looked at Qin Xiangyu not far away and said, "Is the outcome determined?"
Wang Yi shook his head and replied in a voice colder than ice: "It's also about life and death!"
After speaking, the black sword was slashed out, and a sword intent cut across the mountain stream and headed towards Jin Wuming.
There was no need for Qin Xiangyu to give the order for a decisive battle. The moment the black sword in Wang Yi's hand was slashed out, a life and death battle began.
Jin Wuming saw Wang Yi's sword strike as anxious as a tiger's, so he had no choice but to fly backwards to avoid this terrifying sword strike.
Then he yelled: "What a sword."
Hearing Jin Wuming's roar, hundreds of people onlookers clapped their hands and cheered for Wang Yi.
I saw the long sword in Jin Wuming's hand shaking, bringing up the moonlight, like snowflakes falling in the mountain stream, and heading straight towards Wang Yi.
Wang Yi looked at the long sword in Jin Wuming's hand, and at the snow-like moonlight in front of him.
He couldn't help but sneered coldly: "You actually borrowed the power of the moonlight. It seems that you have been living in vain for ten years."
Jin Wuming was speechless upon hearing this, but at the moment he only had his own sword in his eyes and could not see Wang Yi in front of him at all.
Only when there is no one else in your eyes can you swing your sword to kill the enemy!
Not to mention, the two of them are in a life-and-death battle tonight! Wang Yi said it himself.
Wang Yi smiled lightly and said, "Here comes the sword."
With a clang sound, Wang Yi slashed out the long sword that was as dark as night in his hand, instantly covering up the moonlight that filled the sky like falling snowflakes that Jin Wuming slashed out.
Under the moonlight, one sword was as silver and the other was as black as night. The two faced each other from a distance.
The Meteor Sword King Yi, after ten years, launched a life-and-death battle against the young master of Lantian Villa. This was the most shocking news in Chang'an City.
Even those people in the world who could not come to the snow mountain to watch the game told the story in teahouses and in their own homes.
There are even bets that Wang Yi can't beat Jin Wuming, and some people are betting that Wang Yi is now unbeatable.
Jin Wuming, with a sword like a bright moon in his hand, was slashing towards the king on the edge of the mountain stream. In his eyes, as long as he moved forward three feet, he could pierce his opponent's body.
Looking at Jin Wuming's stabbing sword, Wang Yi's eyes were extremely bright, like stars in the night sky.
There was a roar in the mountain stream, and two swords, one white and one black, collided in the air, creating a string of sparks that instantly illuminated the area three feet in front of the two of them.
Accompanied by this terrifying sword energy, Wang Yi's body swept backwards.
He flew up the grassy slope from the mountain stream, and his feet cut through the grassy slope, plowing two deep ditches. If he hadn't retreated very quickly, he would have been injured by this sword.
Even so, Jin Wuming's sword energy still tore his sleeve and pierced Wang Yi's left arm, and a trace of blood slowly seeped out from his black shirt.
Although everyone couldn't see it, they could smell a faint trace of blood in the wind.
With just one sword strike, Jin Wuming injured Wang Yi. Wang Yi's face turned pale, and then he shouted: "Come again!"
"I am coming!"
Jin Wuming did not shy away and dodge. Instead, he injected all his strength into his arm and slashed out with his sword again.
With a seemingly simple sword strike, a whirlwind suddenly appeared on the mountain stream. In Wang Yi's eyes, Jin Wuming's sword in front of him seemed to have slowed down a bit.
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Like a bamboo leaf falling from the night sky, coming towards Jin Wuming.
"Pfft!" a voice sounded.
Jin Wuming's arm
A shallow wound appeared on his body, and then the long sword in his hand changed moves, grazing Wang Yi's sword and slashing forward!
"Dang Dang Dang!" A clear voice sounded.
It was like two long swords striking the icy lake in winter at this moment, making a harsh and unpleasant sound.
…
"It's incredible, so fierce!"
Luo Xiaoxing watched the decisive battle between the two and realized that Wang Yi had really given up to him that day in front of the White Horse Temple and deliberately let him win.
Only then did he realize that Wang Yi was trying to hide his sword that day.
Baili Ruyan looked at the two people fighting madly on the grassy slope and thought to herself that day at Lantian Villa, if Meng Xiaodie hadn't come out and been replaced by Jin Wuming, she might have been a widow by now.
Holding Luo Xiaoxing's hand, she said softly: "Husband, let's go home tomorrow."
Luo Xiaoxing nodded, patted her hand and said, "Okay, go home."
Ye Xiaoqian looked at Wang Yi who was like a crazy tiger, and thought that only such a man was worth waiting for for ten years, right?
Luo Xiaodie looked at Jin Wuming under the moonlight and sighed, wondering if he could take Ajue home with his brother and continue farming tomorrow.
Qin Xiangyu was already dumbfounded, wondering what kind of state you are in? Do you want to work so hard?
At that moment, I couldn't help but hold Qingyu's hand and said, "Sister Qingyu, do you think these two guys are crazy?"
Qingyu patted her hand and replied quietly: "Why are you in a hurry? This is just the beginning."
Gao Yue'er thought differently from the two of them. She was wondering why she hadn't received a message from Mr. Xueshan at this time.
In her opinion, if Mr. Sitting here, he would never let these two idiots in front of him end up dead.
Wu Tu looked at Liu Tianfeng and shook his head. That meant that Wang Yi was so terrifying that it would be difficult to avenge the Northwest Hero.
Liu Tianfeng patted Zhu Feng who was in a daze, and said with a smile: "How is it? Do you still dare to fight Wang Yi?"
…
On the roof of Hongchen Inn, Amu's brows had frowned slightly, and he felt something was wrong.
According to his understanding of Jin Wuming and Wang Yi, the two of them should not be in a desperate posture from the beginning. In any case, they should be like gentlemen, showing humility to each other.
The old monk on the side sighed and said leisurely: "If they were willing to spend the time practicing swordsmanship, I'm afraid they would have reached the realm they are in now, right?"
Amu thought for a while and cursed: "They are all idiots, how can they see clearly like seniors."
Be it A Jue or Wang Yi, he felt helpless.
Because he is not the master of the two of them, and he doesn't want to be stained with the dust again, unless Qin Xiangyu is willing to teach these two guys, unless the old man comes back with Xiaobao and Xiaoyue'er at this time.
After thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh, looked at Lao Shang and said, "Unless these two guys are smart and learn from their seniors, there may be a chance."
The old monk chuckled and said, "Since you are in this mortal world, why don't you teach them how to practice in person."
Shaking his head, Amu said seriously: "I'm just a mortal. I can't and don't want to get involved with them anymore. I'm afraid of trouble."
The old monk was shocked when he heard this, and after a while he replied: "If we talk about cause and effect, how many people in the world are willing to get involved?"
Amu smiled faintly: "I have too many karma, the shopkeeper of this inn, the two women on the snow mountain, and one in the palace in Luoyang..."
Lao Shang sighed and said with a wry smile: "That is indeed... a bit too much."
…
Above the snowy mountains.
The moonlight in the sky becomes rounder and higher, quietly illuminating all things in the world, as well as the two men holding swords.
A monk sitting high up watching the battle gradually began to
Gradually the yelling stopped.
The more ruthless and powerful the moves made by the two people on the mountain stream, the stronger the stimulation to them, making this guy watching the excitement more and more excited.
Like an eagle catching a rabbit,
Just like a cat catching a mouse, it will catch it again after it has had enough fun.
The monks who had been waiting all night also hoped that the two people on the mountain stream could show them a wonderful and life-threatening battle.
Looking at Wang Yi's appearance in front of him, even Jin Wuming didn't dare to be careless.
An An secretly concentrated all his strength to the limit, ensuring that he could slash out the strongest sword in an instant. Even so, he looked at Wang Yiye in the dark with worry.
Tonight's battle was beyond his expectations for Wang Yi, and even a little scary.
On the other side, Wang Yi's hand trembled slightly, and then he grasped the hilt of the sword tightly. In the dark night, he couldn't tell that his body was shaking at all.
In an instant, he was about to take action again and engage in a real life-and-death battle with Jin Wuming in front of him!
He had been waiting for this day for a long time, more than ten years, and came here specifically to kill Jin Wuming in front of him!
Tonight is the moment for him to settle all his grudges and wishes.
Draw your sword! Draw your sword!
At the moment when the clouds covered the moon, at the moment when light and darkness exchanged, the black sword in Wang Yi's hand cut out an invisible sword energy and struck Jin Wuming five feet in front of him!
There was no light, but it was a sword that was as fast as lightning and even a little vicious, a black lightning!
An extremely powerful sword! A sword that cuts everything off!
The sword energy drew a semicircle of black sword energy in front of Wang Yi, and headed towards Jin Wuming from in front of Wang Yi to the surrounding grass slope.
This black lightning did not make a roaring sound, but moved towards Jin Wuming quietly.
Jin Wuming was only five feet away from Wang Yi, and his sword energy erupted with a black light only three feet closer to Jin Wuming, slashing at the opponent in the darkness with a destructive attitude.
Jin Wuming couldn't help but get angry when he saw that Wang Yi's attack was a decisive blow, but he couldn't stop Wang Yi from making a desperate strike because it was his life.
It's also Wang Yi's sword, and no one can stop this from happening.
However, Jin Wuming's eyes were always on Wang Yi's hand, and the moment Wang Yi drew his sword, he also moved.
Jin Wuming's silver sword bloomed into a sword flower under the moonlight. The sword flower slowly bloomed under the moonlight and also bloomed in front of Wang Yi's eyes.
Just like the most beautiful peach blossom on a branch in spring, it was still in bud one moment, but it was already blooming in front of Wang Yi the next moment.
Wang Yi was angry!
This sword seems to be extremely slow, but it is extremely fast.
However, a black sword light suddenly appeared in front of Taohua.
This was the absolute perception of sword energy. Wang caught the blooming trajectory of the flower with a single glance, as if the flower had bloomed hundreds of times in front of him and in his heart.
If we wait until the flowers bloom before reacting, we won't have time to respond. Now we can only look at everyone's instinctive reaction.
Therefore, Wang Yi is not.
Just like if he had been sparring with Jin Wuming or someone for ten years, the sword in front of Wang Yi was no longer a terrifying flower, not even a killing sword.
Almost in an instant, Wang subconsciously swung his sword to strike, and all his strength was concentrated on the black sword on his arm, slashing out a sword in the memory of flesh and blood.
There was no earth-shattering critical hit!
It's like the clear spring flowing under the mountain stream through the rocks, like the night wind blowing through Jin Wuming's blooming flowers.
Jin Wuming's sword flower continued to slash out towards Wang Yi, and showed no sign of dissipating.
However, the black sword in Wang Yi's hand was like the most ignorant man in the world. The black sword slashed directly at the branch of the flower.
Just cut off the peach branch that holds this flower!
With a sound of "Ding!", the long black sword struck Jin Wuming's head.
Among the silver swords, the flowery wind that snatched souls under the moonlight instantly disappeared into the night wind.
A moment is too fast!
It was almost time before Jin Wuming, the flower of life and death, had fully bloomed, and it had already withered under Wang Yi's sword.
