After Wang Yi finished speaking, he threw away the half-broken sword in his hand, just like he threw down the hatchet that had been used for a year in the Hongchen Inn.
The knife is broken and it's time to get a new one.
In Jin Wuming's hand was an extremely sharp sword, a sword that, under the moonlight, cut off the long sword in Wang Yi's hand twice in front of everyone.
The seemingly indestructible sword only left two broken swords on the ground in front of Wang Yi.
Wang Yi's clumsy sword strike stunned the young masters and ladies, and they even forgot to cheer, because in their opinion, this was not the result.
How could the legendary sword of Lantian Villa be on par with the most common iron sword in the world?
In front of such a shining edge of starlight, everything that touches it is cut off, and no one can stop it.
Even Wu Tu felt sorry for Jin Wuming. After all, Wang Yi's sword was really not worth much money. He could break it casually, but Xiaoguang still had a bunch of them in his hand.
But no one knew that Wang Yi only learned half of Li Xiuyuan's heavy sword with this sword, and even half of it was as heavy as a mountain.
It's not a weight that Jin Wuming can bear right now.
Looking at Wang Yi under the moonlight, Jin Wuming's expression was slightly stern.
He heard Murong Shuyu talk about Wang Yi's sword.
In Chang'an outside Chang'an City, Wang Yi was still thinking hard about how to break his sword. Who would have thought that only ten years later, this would happen. Guy has become so powerful.
The king's face was serious, and no matter how sharp Jin Wuming's sword was, it was impossible to defeat him.
Because he has countless swords, he can borrow swords from any Forbidden Army around him, and he himself is a sword.
But Jin Wuming couldn't do it. Tonight, Jin Wuming brought the legendary sword from Lantian Villa, so he was destined to never put down the sword in his hand.
The situation in the arena was ever-changing, just when everyone thought that Jin Wuming's life and death was going to defeat the Meteor Sword.
Who would have thought that Wang Yi, who had been ignored by everyone, would suddenly attack and be so powerful.
Jin Wuming sighed and said quietly: "This move of yours is really good!"
"I think so too."
Just talking about swordsmanship, Wang Yi will not be afraid of anyone.
He stayed at the Hongchen Inn for a full ten years, chopping firewood every day, and had unknowingly integrated his sword skills into his sword skills.
Integrated into his bones and flesh.
He never took a day off from chopping firewood, just like he had been fighting alone in the woodshed of the inn for ten years!
He is purer than Jin Wuming. He just repeatedly uses an ordinary hatchet to hone his sword skills to perfection.
Make persistent efforts to maintain a peaceful mood.
When the sword was drawn, his heart was like water. There is no doubt that Wang Yi's ten years at Hongchen Inn far surpassed Ajue's ten years at Hongchen Inn.
A Jue spent ten years thinking about being faster and stronger. When the ax in his hand became lighter, he wanted to change it, so Amu changed it to a heavier one for him.
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To the tenth step, but tonight there is no need to tell the difference between life and death.
At this time, Wang Yi sent a summons to Jin Wuming.
An ordinary long sword, as if encountered
The new master trembled uncontrollably in Wang Yi's hand, eager to strike out with his sword immediately.
But looking at Xiao Guang's eyes under the ring, he was worried about his elder brother at this moment.
Because he didn't know whether the eldest brother was excited at this moment, or whether his hand trembling problem had returned.
If he made that mistake at this time, it would be a fatal blow to Wang Yi. For a while, the confrontation on the high platform was unusually quiet.
Taking a deep breath, Jin Wuming adjusted himself to the best condition.
The strongest sword can be struck at any time. Although Wang Yi's hands were shaking, he squinted his eyes and looked at Jin Wuming's hands and the long sword in his hand quietly.
Both of them were waiting quietly, waiting for the moment when the sword would be drawn.
A gust of wind passed by, whether it was sand or dust, it rolled onto the ring in the blink of an eye and came towards the two of them.
Wang Yi moved his hands tremblingly, unconsciously.
Jin Wuming's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have found a reason to draw his sword.
Purple air is coming from the east!
Colorful clouds chase the moon!
Ask Yu Tian!
Lantian has a dream!
The legendary sword that had been sealed in dust for countless years burst into bright light in an instant.
After decades of hiding a sword, the old owner of Lantian Villa cultivated it to become even sharper. With one strike of the sword, four different moves of sword energy come rolling in!
Wang Yi had just an ordinary sword in his hand, and at this moment, a biting cold air spread out.
Although it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone under the high platform saw a vast expanse of white ice and snow, and some even couldn't help but shudder.
When Wang saw Jin Wuming's sword energy rolling in, he had to retreat again.
In such a short period of time, it was impossible for him to use the Meteor Sword back then, or even the mountain-like sword.
Facing Lan Tianshan Sword's Sword Thirteen, he could only make an ordinary slash, or one sword strike.
This is the wood-cutting sword technique that I have practiced for ten years in one move!
The waiter in Hongchen Inn casually swung out a hatchet with most of its edge worn off, but he accurately split the piece of wet firewood on the ground into two pieces.
There was no earth-shattering sword, just an accurate and ordinary sword that was as fast as lightning. All the understanding of swordsmanship was integrated into this sword.
This sword is also a sword that Wang Yi has been sharpening for twenty years!
A knife as fast as lightning, no stick or wet stick can escape from his hand.
A ray of silver light met the long black sword in Wang Yi's hand in the air, "dang, dang, dang, dang!" and the slashed night wind suddenly became messy and scurried around.
The two strongest swords clashed together in the night!
The battle between white and black is like dawn and night eroding each other... However, it is still night now, and even the moon in the sky cannot drive away all the night.
In an instant, they passed each other in the air, and with the collision of "dang, dang, dang!", the fight between the two was over.
With the darkness in his hand, Wang Yi used the simplest sword as fast as lightning to break Jin Wuming's purple energy from the east!
As a result, his remaining three moves were unable to be mastered, unable to achieve unity, and unable to pose a fatal threat to Wang Yi, just like the two of them stopped breathing in the air.
The four moves Jin Wuming executed turned into ashes one by one amid the entanglement of light and darkness, and the thrilling smile on Wang Yi's lips.
As a woodcutter, Wang Yi raised his right arm, and the black sword in his hand flashed across Jin Wuming's eyes like a bolt of lightning.
Then the lightning struck heavily in Jin Wuming's hand, and a beam of silver light wanted to reach the sky.
His Lantian Youmeng was chopped into pieces.
With a sound of "Dang!", Lantian's dream was shattered, and the black sword in Wang Yi's hand was broken into two pieces.
Like an elf in the night, using all its raw swords, it will
A ray of light fell from the sky and shattered, stirring all the silver light into its own darkness.
A black sword used his life to disrupt a beam of silver light that Jin Wuming borrowed from the moon,
"Hikari, sword!"
Resolutely throwing down the broken sword in his hand, while Jin Wuming retreated, Wang Yi once again yelled at Xiaoguang under the high platform.
"Coming!" Xiaoguang drew his sword with his backhand, and a bolt of lightning went towards Wang Yi.
Ye Xiaoqian and Murong Shuyu were both stunned. They didn't even see clearly how Wang Yi drew his sword, and Jin Wuming's four consecutive moves were in vain.
Liu Tianfeng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Wang Yi is so good, why does a sword need to be strong?"
He finally understood that Wang Yi wanted Xiaoguang to prepare countless swords. Your sword is very sharp, but I have many swords!
I can use an ordinary sword to defeat your most proud and fatal sword!
And I, as long as I wait for an opportunity, an opportunity for my opponent to make a mistake, I can defeat the enemy with one sword!
In his and Wu Tu's opinion, the place in front of Weiyang Palace today is indeed more exciting than the top of the snow-capped mountains ten years ago!
Qin Xiangyu on the high platform curled her lips and said, "Mother, I am a poor man. That guy broke your Imperial Army's sword, and I have no money to pay for it."
The Empress of Heaven was stunned and laughed angrily: "Junior sister, you are so narrow-minded and you have got into money."
Even so, looking at the two people on the ring, the Queen of Heaven was still full of praise.
I asked the honest monk on the side: "If the monk goes to the ring, can he use a Xunzhi sword like that king to fight against the enemy?"
"I'm incompetent."
The honest monk raised his hand and replied: "The donor is good at swordsmanship, so he is not obsessed with the sword, which is very remarkable."
Murong Shuyu thought for a while, looked at Xiaoguang and asked, "Xiaoguang, who did Wang Yi learn these weird sword skills from?"
In her opinion, Wang Yi had been a waiter at the Hongchen Inn for ten years. Without the guidance of outsiders, it was impossible for him to suddenly become so powerful.
Xiaoguang shook his head: "My eldest brother is a genius, who can teach him? He stays in the backyard chopping firewood every day, and no one can chop wood as well or as fast as him right now."
Ye Xiaoqian couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "If you are jealous, can you ask your elder brother to teach you?"
"I have my own master, I don't need big brother to teach me."
Xiaoguang glanced at Gao Yue'er, and then shouted loudly: "Brother, do it quickly, someone is waiting for you to go back and drink."
Wutu was stunned when he heard this, then smiled and said: "That's right, don't stop."
Jin Wuming, who was on the ring, took a breath, looked at Wang Yi in front of him and shouted: "Continue!"
Wang Yi, who was standing on the ring, suddenly assumed a strange posture.
Without saying a word, he looked at Jin Wuming who was attacking and slashed out with his backhand sword, then swept his legs and slashed towards Jin Wuming with his sword.
With a sound of "Zhao!", the long sword made a clear sound in the wind.
Almost as soon as Xiaoguang shouted, Wang Yi took the initiative to attack. The iron sword in his hand was slashed out, and his sweeping thigh went towards Jin Wuming's lower body.
But at this moment, Jin Wuming became slower, as if his feet were stepping in a deep quagmire, and it was difficult to follow Wang Yi and turn quickly.
As if he had figured out some truth, Jin Wuming was also thinking about the scene of chopping firewood in the Hongchen Inn in those ten years.
Wang Yi wanted to treat him as a wet stick and split it with a knife.
In fact, he could also imagine the long sword in his hand as a heavy axe, and Wang Yi in front of him as a piece of wood that had been smoked for ten days and was not yet dry.
He ignored Wang Yi's sweeping thigh, because at this time he was already kicking his feet heavily on the ring and flying up.
After avoiding Wang Yi's sweeping iron legs, he could concentrate on dealing with the sword in the wind!
Therefore, Jin Wuming, who was in the air, relied on instinct and the memory of splitting firewood for ten years, and swung the sword in his hand without hesitation.
Seeing Jin Wuming changing his moves, Wang Yi's
The long sword has already struck in front of Jin Wuming!
"Dang!" sounded, and Wang suddenly felt a huge force coming from him. His body instantly flew backwards two feet away and hit the horizontal pillar at the edge of the ring...
