And Yang Feng also knew that there was no way he could have tinnitus when he was fine. This must be Jiang Xin's fault.
Jiang Xin was afraid, so Jiang Can gave him a hint.
So, let him have tinnitus in his ears.
Tinnitus lasts only a few minutes, but when masters compete, the victory or defeat is often only a matter of seconds.
A few minutes were enough to turn the tide of the battle.
Even if he guessed correctly, the opponent's sword had already stabbed him.
In desperation, the only thing Yang Feng could do was to open his eyes and look at the earth.
"Um?"
The moment Yang Feng lowered his head and opened his eyes, he saw the bronze mirror-like sword body of the Lieyang Sword on the ground, reflecting a man holding the sword.
"The sword cuts the galaxy!"
In desperation, Yang Feng raised his sword and thrust the sword in the opposite direction of the reflected figure.
"How is it possible? Your eyes, your ears, this is impossible!"
All this is under Jiang Xin's calculation.
Eyes exposed to bright light. Cannot be opened easily.
Yang Feng also suffered from tinnitus because of his prolonged sword swing.
It stands to reason that in this "blind" and "deaf" state, it is impossible for Yang Feng to thrust out this sword.
Even if it is an accident, it is absolutely impossible.
The previous time, it was because Jiang Xin acted as Yang Feng's eyes that Yang Feng could block it accurately.
"Young Master Yang, is he not afraid of strong light piercing his eyes anymore? Or is his tinnitus recovered? But in such a short period of time, even if his tinnitus recovers, it is impossible to make a judgment, and the sword he swung... "
Jiang Zhong made a reasonable analysis.
"No, look at Young Master Yang, he can only look at the ground, and his tinnitus may have returned, but Jiang Xin's sword is also thrust towards him. It is impossible to react so quickly relying on hearing. Have you noticed that Young Master Yang Is there a sword under your feet?"
Jiang Can pointed out the reason straight to the point.
"Is it the reflection of the sword body?"
"That's right."
…
Although Jiang Xin was surprised at how Yang Feng swung this sword and was able to judge his position.
But all this is not important anymore.
This sword is too ordinary.
And his Obsidian Sword, this time used his inherited swordsmanship, Feng Yao!
The sword he swung was like a tornado.
Wreaking havoc on the earth.
However, when the Obsidian Sword was only three inches away from the sword and shield, he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
The power contained in this sword exceeds the ordinary Nine Realms swordsmanship.
a lot of.
Even reaching the peak of the Nine Realms.
An ordinary sword, actually...
This is something Jiang Xin never dreamed of.
boom!
Nothing is indestructible, nothing is indestructible, nothing is invincible.
bass!
The Obsidian Sword was bounced far away.
The sword and shield were still smashing forward, hitting Jiang Xin's shoulder.
Jiang Xin was stunned the moment the Obsidian Sword was released.
Originally a sure winner, Yang Feng was able to make a comeback.
The moment he heard the obsidian sword being blown away, Yang Feng opened his eyes.
The sword and shield in his hand were also stuck in mid-air.
As for Jiang Zhong and Jiang Can, beads of sweat the size of peas dripped down their foreheads. They seemed to be trapped by a spell, unable to take a single step.
Extreme inner struggle.
Although Jiang Xin spoke so decisively before, it did not affect the friendship between them.
"Why?"
Jiang Xin's whole body was soaked with sweat. He never thought that when death came, he would be so afraid.
He thought that his life would end here, but at the critical moment, Yang Feng stopped in time.
"I said I brought you out of the mountain. Of course you can treat me as you thought before. I just regard you as a pawn to start a war with the Great Xia Dynasty. You are not wrong about this, but after winning , there will be two countries on this territory.”
Yang Feng expressed his true inner thoughts.
In fact, when he first entered the Duanmai Mountain and saw 50,000 restoration warriors, such an idea was already born in his heart.
Why can't this huge territory be ruled jointly by two dynasties?
The warriors of the restoration of the country, in order to restore the country, have been hiding and shrinking for four hundred years, in this situation of extreme scarcity of resources.
Still maintaining the passion for rejuvenation.
Such a dynasty and such a race deserve to be respected.
"You mean? The dynasty you established will stand side by side with our Jiang Dynasty?"
Jiang Xin's tone was a little excited, but Yang Feng's words felt ridiculous.
"Ha! What's so strange about this? Isn't this what you warriors of the Restoration dream of?"
"There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. This situation has never happened before."
"Jiang Xin, actually I don't care whether we can establish a dynasty or not. What I care about is just my father. Today's Daxia Dynasty is corrupt to the core. The two dynasties jointly rule this territory and check and balance each other. This way Wouldn’t it be better?”
What Yang Feng really cares about is not the dynasty. He established the dynasty just to give an explanation to the people who followed him. Otherwise, he would overthrow the rule of the dynasty and establish the basic political power, so that he could practice swordplay with peace of mind.
Wait until Sword Cuts the Galaxy is complete.
He will break down the barriers of this world, leave forever, and never come back, because he does not belong here.
"How do you want me to believe you?"
To be honest, Jiang Xin was very moved by Yang Feng's proposal, but he did not fall for it. On the contrary, he maintained absolute rationality.
"This is simple, just create a document."
"Xiao Can, Xiao Zhong, come here."
Yang Feng put a drop of his own blood on a stubborn stone, and then called Jiang Can and Jiang Zhong over.
"Establishing two dynasties at the same time?!"
Jiang Zhong and Jiang Can both felt that Yang Feng was a little out of his mind.
Because in their world, nothing like this has ever happened.
"Well, you two will bear witness. If I can't fulfill it when the time comes, you can use this to trouble me."
Yang Fengzhi no longer proclaimed himself emperor.
Being an immortal is much more free and comfortable than being a mortal emperor.
"Young Master Yang, are you like this?"
"Oh! Damn it, you Restoring Warriors have been dormant for four hundred years, just for the sake of restoring the country? But one thing, you must be mentally prepared, because after four hundred years, things in the outside world have changed. Even the Great Xia Dynasty can’t find anyone with Jiang Dynasty bloodline like you.”
Yang Feng waved his hand impatiently.
Isn't this group of people who have been dormant for so many years just to restore the country?
Now it is very difficult to establish a dynasty.
Jiang Zhong, Jiang Can, and Jiang Xin looked at each other with a wry smile.
They finally understood why Yang Feng only stayed in the underground palace for fifteen days before subduing the top ten guardians there.
I have to say that Yang Feng exudes a unique charm.
His swordsmanship is even more extraordinary.
until evening.
When Jiang Xin was practicing his sword, he recalled the mediocre sword Yang Feng used that morning.
"Young Master Yang, was that move you made this morning a self-invented swordsmanship?"
Anyone who has fought against Yang Feng will have personal experience that that sword is not as powerful as the inherited swordsmanship.
"Um."
Yang Feng didn't know how to explain it, so he had no choice but to focus on his own swordsmanship.
If you tell them the truth, you will still be questioned if you don't protect everything.
Because in this world, there is not even a Taoist inheritance. What is admired is swordsmanship, only the theory of swordsmanship.
"Really invented your own swordsmanship? Now I understand why all of them have full confidence in you."
Create your own swordsmanship!
The only ones he had heard of were the sword demons from three hundred years ago. Apart from that, they were in the world of martial arts and temples.
No one has ever truly succeeded in creating his own swordsmanship.
Some people died, but not completely...
