Shen Wushuang looked grim, but he quickly regained his composure.
Now, he has completed the fourth level of the Great Compassion and is fully confident that he can kill Yang Yanyu.
Shen Wushuang did not hesitate, and directly pulled out a battle flag behind him and waved it several times. The raindrops in the sky stopped around him, and the raindrops condensed into water swords. Then he waved the war flag forward, and the water swords He quickly headed towards Yang Yanyu.
Yang Yanyu faced the water jet condensed by the rain without flinching at all. He raised his long sword and swung it, and a blue zhenqi hit the water jet like a crescent moon.
With a few chi chi sounds, the water knife turned into nothingness in an instant.
Shen Wushuang watched his water sword turn into nothingness, waved the battle flag, and a strong energy burst out from the battle flag, and once again gathered strength and pushed forward.
This time, Yang Yanyu had already rushed forward with a long sword in front of this strong energy and came to Shen Wushuang.
The two officially met for the first time.
Yang Yanyu turned the tip of his sword and slashed away at the battle flag in Shen Wu's hands.
Shen Wushuang saw through Yang Yanyu's thoughts at a glance. This war flag was the medium for his great compassion. Yang Yanyu did this just to cut off his medium.
However, this was exactly what Shen Wushuang wanted.
I’m not afraid of you cutting it, but I’m afraid you won’t cut it!
Yang Yanyu's sword skills were sharp. The moment the blade touched the battle flag, there was a loud noise, but with it came a strong burst of true energy, which forced the sword to fly away.
Yang Yanyu was a little surprised when he felt the slightly numb tiger's mouth.
Shen Wushuang sneered, "Yang Yanyu, do you really think I'm still the same person I was thirteen years ago?"
Yang Yanyu frowned slightly and carefully looked at the battle flags on Shen Wu's hands.
Secret books like the Great Compassion Fu are both good and evil, but therein lies the problem.
The Great Compassion Fu has been lost for a long time.
It is unknown where Shen Wushuang got the Great Compassion Gift, but Yang Yanyu vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the Great Compassion Gift.
Shen Wushuang's aura rose again, and the zhenqi emitted by the battle flag in his hand became stronger and stronger. He waved the battle flag, and tornadoes rose from his side.
When Shen Wushuang's battle flag waved forward, Yang Yanyu suddenly felt his mind tremble, as if he had entered a fantasy world, the surroundings were covered in darkness, and only a white light was printed in front of his eyes.
Fortunately, his consciousness was still clear. Yang Yanyu quickly shook his head and came to his senses, but the two tornadoes were already approaching him.
Shen Wushuang let out a confused sound. He didn't expect that this old man had made some progress in the past thirteen years, but unfortunately, he was still far from the best.
Yang Yanyu's face was expressionless. After regaining consciousness, he stood still and slashed with his knife, forcibly splitting the tornado in half.
But the next moment, Yang Yanyu realized that she was too naive.
The real surging energy is actually hidden in the tornado.
The tornado dispersed, and the true energy was scattered at this moment. Yang Yanyu responded instinctively, but still missed a move. He had not fully recovered before, and now he was against this majestic true energy. Naturally, it was difficult.
Shen Wushuang took advantage of the victory to pursue, dodged and punched out.
Facing the majestic zhenqi and Shen Wushuang's vigorous punch, Yang Yanyu felt anxious, growled, and responded with a single blow.
There was a loud bang, and Yang Yanyu was pushed back several feet.
The hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Shen Wushuang took two steps forward, as if he had already secured the victory, "Yang Yanyu, do you still like the gifts I have prepared for you in the past thirteen years?"
Yang Yanyu forced a smile and said, "Not bad, but I won't mind cutting you with a knife."
Shen Wushuang said angrily: "You're a good talker, but it's a pity that the knife in your hand is old!"
Yang Yanyu straightened up and raised his hand slightly, "You will know if the sword is old or not after you try it!"
Shen Wushuang roared angrily and clapped it with his palm.
The target is Yang Yanyu’s Tianling Gai!
Yang Yanyu was about to be blown into a pulp.
Yang Yanyu raised the knife, rolled sideways, and hid.
After passing that powerful and heavy palm, Shen Wushuang's offensive became more and more fierce. In addition to that palm, he also waved the battle flag, and a majestic zhenqi blasted into Yang Yanyu's chest.
Yang Yanyu did not give in, and actually accepted the majestic energy, and swung the knife in his hand towards Shen Wushuang, finally cutting off Shen Wushuang's second battle flag.
Shen Wu held the battle flag broken into two parts with both hands and snorted coldly.
Yang Yanyu stared at Shen Wushuang silently. The first two battle flags were just appetizers.
Shen Wushuang saw through Yang Yanyu's thoughts, and there was nothing to stop him. He said calmly: "This second battle flag has forced you to do this. I think I think highly of you, but this third battle, do you dare to deal with it?"
Each battle flag behind Shen Wushuang corresponds to each layer of the Great Compassion.
The first two levels are actually nothing. After all, the first two levels of the Great Compassion are not difficult to cultivate. In other words, even if they are thrown into the world, not many people are willing to practice.
The reason is also very simple. Although it can activate the secrets of heaven, it is just some trivial skills and cannot be put on the stage.
Shen Wushuang silently pulled out the third battle flag, and at this moment, his whole body was covered in scarlet energy.
Yang Yanyu raised his head slightly, and involuntarily tightened his grip on the long knife in his hand, assessing the power of the third major grief gift.
"Yang Yanyu, I will kill you today!"
As the Scarlet Qi became more powerful, Shen Wushuang rushed in front of Yang Yanyu.
Yang Yanyu didn't even see Shen Wushuang's movements clearly. He only knew that a flash of scarlet energy flashed in front of his eyes, and he was hit hard in the chest and flew backwards.
The next moment, Shen Wushuang's figure was moving and launching a kick.
Only then did Yang Yanyu see the action in front of him clearly. He took the knife to the crossbar, but the powerful momentum hit Yang Yanyu's internal organs. In an instant, Shen Wushuang punched again. As soon as the long knife in Yang Yanyu's hand was released, his whole body felt like It flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
Yang Yanyu, who fell into the quagmire, raised his head and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Now, Yang Yanyu's internal organs have been severely injured by the shock, and the true energy in his body is slowly dissipating.
"You are going to die eventually."
Yang Yanyu murmured in a low voice, but his face was very calm.
Shen Wushuang pulled out Yang Yanyu's long sword and sneered: "I almost died under your sword back then."
Then, Shen Wushuang suddenly threw his hand, kept the long knife in the air, and punched out.
The long knife is broken!
Looking at the broken long knife, Yang Yanyu's eyes were downcast.
A warrior's personal weapon can be regarded as half of his life. Now that the long sword that accompanied him in military affairs has been destroyed, Yang Yanyu's life has come to an end.
Shen Wushuang looked at the long sword that was destroyed by his own hands, with uncontrollable excitement in his eyes, and sighed: "Thirteen years! I have been waiting for this moment for thirteen years!"
Yang Yanyu reluctantly stood up and looked at him indifferently.
Shen Wushuang sneered: "Yang Yanyu, how do you want to die?"
Yang Yanyu shook his head and said, "I will die, but you will die too."
Shen Wushuang frowned. He didn't know where Yang Yanyu's confidence came from. Why was he so stubborn when he was about to die?
Also, at the beginning, he was Yang Yanyu's defeated general, but now he had to die in the hands of his defeated general, which must have made him feel uncomfortable.
However, Shen Wushuang was happy.
Yang Yanyu took a step forward with feet that were like lead, "I should have died a long time ago, but God has kept me alive. Do you know why?"
"Just let me watch the next generation grow up and help the next generation clear all obstacles!"
Shen Wushuang didn't want to listen to Yang Yanyu's nonsense, so he punched out.
But this punch was forcefully caught by Yang Yanyu with his hands.
Shen Wushuang was shocked, looked at Yang Yanyu, and shouted in his heart that something was wrong.
Yang Yanyu is burning Qi!
In terms of realm, Shen Wushuang has broken through the bottleneck in the past thirteen years and reached the level of martial master.
As for Yang Yanyu, due to his age and inability to
Seeking greater breakthroughs in martial arts, he had no choice but to stop being a martial artist.
This is also one of the reasons why Yang Yanyu lost to Shen Wushuang.
But now, Yang Yanyu burned all the energy in her body, broke through the restraints, and used her last bit of life as a guide to open up the acupuncture points step by step, and her realm began to soar.
Shen Wushuang wanted to withdraw his fist, but his fist was already firmly locked, and his face was extremely anxious.
Yang Yanyu smiled and said, "Come into hell with me!"
At the same time, Yang Yanyu grabbed Shen Wushuang's sleeve, suddenly punched him, and hit him.
Shen Wushuang took a few steps back.
Before he could stand still, he saw Yang Yanyu running forward again.
Shen Wushuang was shocked, but now Yang Yanyu was punching in front, so he had no choice but to fight Yang Yanyu.
Unknowingly, Shen Wushuang, who had the advantage, was surprised to find that he seemed to be slowly losing ground.
Shen Wushuang roared: "Yang Yanyu! You lunatic!"
Yang Yanyu smiled and said: "One life for another, I won't lose!"
The two of them punched each other. From the fist exchange at the beginning, it turned into Shen Wushuang's blocking step by step.
Each of Yang Yanyu's punches was stronger and more powerful than the last one!
Martial fool...Martial master...Martial saint.
Until defeat!
A fierce punch struck, Shen Wushuang originally wanted to hide, but found that there was no way to hide.
In order to save his life, Shen Wushuang had to protect the third battle flag in front of him.
The third battle flag cracked and turned into powder.
At this time, Shen Wushuang was already scarred, but he always knew in his heart that Yang Yanyu's remaining time was passing little by little.
Yang Yanyu's end is approaching, and the next punch will be his last.
At this moment, he was speechless and was concentrating all the energy in his body on the last punch.
Shen Wushuang quickly took down the fourth battle flag and waved it.
At this moment, the sky flashed and thundered.
The fourth level of Dabei Fu was facing Yang Yanyu's last punch.
They gathered together and made a huge roar.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, Shen Wushuang's clothes had been blown to pieces, and his whole body flew out of the smoke and hit the ground heavily.
The whole person was in a miserable state, and his chest was bloody and bloody.
However, Shen Wushuang, who fell to the ground, burst into laughter.
"I win! Yang Yanyu! You still have to die after all!"
Although Shen Wushuang no longer had the strength to stand up, the fourth great gift of grief still protected his life, and the battle flag in his hand was still intact.
His life was saved, but it was impossible to fight.
Yang Yanyu's eyes were soaked in blood, and he stood there blankly.
In the end, he just faced the ground and whispered: "From now on, it's all up to you."
Yang Yanyu's whole body slowly dissipated little by little with the falling raindrops.
In the end, it just turned into fragments and scattered in the wind.
