Chapter 30 No. 1 in the World, Virtual Swordsmanship!

Two sword lights, one majestic, formed a gorgeous and beautiful Jian River.

The other, but cold, dazzling, and fleeting.

The two sword lights were both extremely terrifying, but they were very different.

If the Jianhe cast by Jian Menger is equivalent to a giant of heaven and earth with the power to crush everything, then the icy sword light cast by Jian Wushuang is like a ubiquitous assassin who escapes into the void. King of Slaughter!

Even though the giant of heaven and earth has the power to crush everything, as the king of slaughter, the top assassin, is it necessary to compete with him head-on? Of course not.

call out!

The fleeting sword light reappeared, bypassing the long and gorgeous Jian River, and appearing directly in front of Jian Meng'er, making Jian Meng'er too late to react, and the sword light was already pierced from his wrist. swept over.

A smear of blood floated, clanging, and the Three Killing Sword fell to the ground.

Jian Wushuang's figure appeared in front of Jian Meng'er at some point, and the long sword in his hand pointed directly at Jian Meng'er's throat, but finally stopped less than half a centimeter in front of Jian Meng'er's throat, at such a close distance, The coldness of the sword's edge suddenly made Jian Menger's heart tremble, and the beautiful face also turned pale at this moment, and there was no trace of blood.

Time seemed to stop completely at this moment.

On the school grounds, everyone's eyes widened, watching the scene on the high platform in disbelief.

"He, he actually won?"

"Jian Meng'er, defeated!"

"Oh oh oh oh!!!!"

The next moment, there was a roar and exclamation like a landslide and tsunami throughout the school grounds.

in the stands...

"Impossible!" Shui Hanxin, who was calm and confident in Jian Meng'er, stood up first, and the expression on his face was also colorful at this moment.

"How is that possible?" Jian Lan was completely stunned, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him was the truth.

"Failed, Jian Meng'er, who used the Great Thousand Swordsmanship, has actually lost?" The big men in the stands looked at each other in dismay, and could see the shock in each other's eyes.

It should be noted that just now, they all thought that Jian Meng'er had won, and there was no longer any suspense in this duel, but in the end, they gave everyone a resounding slap.

"Nameless swordsmanship, Jian Wushuang is performing nameless swordsmanship!" Jian Xinhong's eyes shone with a strong light.

"Nameless Swordsmanship?" Everyone around looked over.

"That is the supreme swordsmanship of my Jianhou Mansion. It has always been only qualified to comprehend the sword pavilion masters of the past dynasties, and among the previous sword pavilion pavilion masters, there are only three who can truly comprehend this swordsmanship. , I didn't expect this kid to actually comprehend the nameless swordsmanship? It must be his father, yes, it must have been taught to him by his father." Jian Xinhong said with great excitement.

No wonder he was so excited. After all, Wuming swordsmanship is too advanced. It is an incredible thing to comprehend this swordsmanship.

"What nameless swordsmanship, can it be compared to the Great Thousand Swordsmanship of my Tianyuan Sword Sect?" Shui Hanxin's expression turned cold.

"Shui Hanxin, you are ignorant. Your Tianyuan Sword Sect's Daqian swordsmanship is amazing, but it doesn't mean that there are no swordsmanships that can surpass Daqian swordsmanship, like the nameless swordsmanship of Jianhou Mansion, just like you Tianyuan Jianzong's Daqianjianshu is stronger." Bai Chong looked at Shui Hanxin with a sneer, "Don't believe it, if you haven't heard of Wuming Jianshu, then its other name, Void Swordshu, you should have heard of."

"Illusory swordsmanship? The best virtual swordsmanship in the world?" Shui Han was shocked, "You said that Jian Wushuang just performed the virtual swordsmanship?"

"That's right." Bai Chong's mouth curled up and nodded, "There are nine types of swordsmanship in the famous virtual swordsmanship. Among them, the strongest and most terrifying last three types of swordsmanship are said to have long been lost, while the middle three types of swordsmanship are extremely rare and valuable. Liancheng,

Even if you Tianyuan Sword Sect pays a great price, it is very difficult to get it. "

"But the first three swordsmanships of the virtual swordsmanship are not so precious. Even some second-rate forces that are much weaker than your Tianyuan Sword Sect, as long as they are willing to pay the price, they can get the secrets of the first three swordsmanships."

"As far as I know, two hundred years ago, the man who founded the Jianhou Mansion, the first palace lord of the Jianhou Mansion, spent a lot of money to get the secrets of the first three styles of the virtual sword technique. These three secrets, It's nameless swordsmanship!"

"And what Jian Wushuang performed just now was the first sword technique of the virtual sword technique, Blood Shadow!"

"Blood Shadow?"

Everyone who heard this name couldn't help but recall the sword just now.

A sword strikes as fast as a ghost, and the sword's edge falls, bringing a touch of red, and the red becomes a shadow, which is a blood shadow.

"What a terrible sword." These big men in the stands couldn't help but admire.

"Shui Hanxin, your precious disciple has lost this battle!" Bai Chong said directly.

Shui Hanxin's complexion sank.

lost!

indeed lost.

On the arena, Jian Wu's long swords in both hands were still suspended in front of Jian Meng'er's neck. At this moment, as long as his palms pushed forward a little, he could immediately make Jian Meng'er fragrant.

"Jian Wushuang, are you satisfied now? If you're still not satisfied, just kill me." Jian Meng'er smiled bitterly, but the laughter was extremely tragic.

Jian Wushuang took a deep look at Jian Meng'er without speaking, put down the long sword, then leaned over to pick up the murderous sword full of slaughter that had fallen on the ground, and slowly stroked the blade.

"Three killing swords."

After regaining the Three Killing Sword, Jian Wu's eyes had a hint of surprise, and then he raised his head to look at Jian Meng'er, and the cold words rang heavily in Jian Meng'er's ears.

"Two months ago, I told you that the sword pavilion... It will always be the sword pavilion of the sword pavilion, my father's sword pavilion, my sword pavilion, and no one else will want to have a finger on it!"

"Whoever has a finger, I will chop whoever!"

"Everything that happened today can't be blamed on others, everything is your own fault!"

"It's up to you?" Jian Meng'er was stunned. Her face, which was already bloodless, turned pale again at this moment. She laughed at herself, her eyes were empty.

But at this moment...

"It's up to you to take the blame, and a good sentence is up to you."

A magnificent and incomparably loud voice suddenly resounded on the school grounds. Everyone heard the sound and looked at it, only then did they notice the cold-faced young man who had always been standing beside Shui Hanxin.

This young man also carried a long sword and stood quietly beside Shui Hanxin. From beginning to end, he was indifferent and did not say a word, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly raised, and his body shape With a single movement, two simple strides appeared on the platform, and at the same time, a loud shout echoed in the world.

"Tianyuan Jianzong Yemo, Jian Wushuang, dare to fight me!"

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