manynovel Chapter 208
Chapter 208
Ying Zheng spoke, without any expression waves.
However, Yan Thirteen's pupils shrank suddenly.
"Your Majesty, did you really agree?" Zhao Gao asked.
"Well, this person's sword technique is also appreciated by Xuan." Ying Zheng said slowly.
When Zhao Gao heard Ying Zheng's words, he was angry in his heart, but he did not dare to express it on the spot.
"Wei Zhuang, since His Majesty agreed, then you should be careful."
"This person's sword technique is extremely tricky and treacherous, and the speed is terrifyingly fast."
"If you are not careful, you are likely to suffer."
"Don't worry!"
The corners of Wei Zhuang's mouth curved, and he looked extremely confident.
"Please enlighten."
"Please!"
Then, the bodies of the two released a monstrous aura, a confrontation of one left and one right.
Thundered!
In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the two long swords, at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, collided together in an instant.
The collision between the two caused the sky to tremble, and countless qi energy stirred wildly, as if the entire Xianyang City was going to shake with it.
While the battle continued, Ying Zheng's gaze also kept staring at the two.
He hoped that the two could continue to fight.
Because, only such a master can interest him.
It's just that what he didn't expect was.
After a brief stalemate, Yan XIII actually suddenly retreated, making Wei Zhuang's offensive suddenly fail.
"Haha, it's really powerful, your sword skills are good, it is worthy of being an existence that can compete with me, but unfortunately, today you are destined to hate here!"
Yan Thirteen said with a smile, looking extremely rampant.
"Hehe, whose hand the deer died is unknown!"
Wei Zhuang was not afraid at all.
The next moment, his figure turned into a sword light and rushed forward.
Soon, Wei Zhuang found that Yan Thirteen's sword technique was actually more tricky and weird than expected, and even so fast that it was a little unpredictable.
But in these sword techniques, he seemed to have sensed something, which seemed to coincide with his own understanding of kendo!
This also made Wei Zhuang have a feeling of sympathy for each other.
It's just that the speed, strength, and timing of the move are to a higher level.
Yan Thirteen's brows furrowed, and he didn't expect that Wei Zhuang could suddenly improve his mood at this moment.
However, at this time, he could not take care of this.
Because, in the moment when his mind was lost, the tip of Wei Zhuang's sword had arrived.
"Ding.!"
The blades of the two sides collided together, making a sound of gold and iron.
Immediately afterwards, the two were entangled in a fight.
I saw the two people in the field, waving weapons every time.
The surrounding space seemed to be unable to withstand the strong pressure, sending out ripples.
However, Ying Zheng's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Such a master is one of the best in the entire heaven and earth.
How could he be willing to give up.
Therefore, in a short period of time, he has already made the decision that as long as this match is over, he must be closed to himself.
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng also opened his mind.
More and more eager to be able to harvest more talents through Yan XIII one after another.
At this time, the battle below has entered a white-hot stage.
Wei Zhuang's sword technique is flowing with fierceness, and every sword stab is like a ghost.
However, Yan Thirteen's sword technique was gloomy and cold, mixed with mystery.
Two completely different martial arts, but they are extremely perfectly coordinated.
At this moment, the two actually did not distinguish between victory and defeat.
"Bell!"
After knocking Yan Thirteen's long sword away again, Wei Zhuang did not stop at all.
As soon as he stepped on his feet, he went straight to Yan Thirteen.
And at this time, Yan Thirteen did not sit still.
His body shot out violently and headed towards Wei Zhuang.
In an instant, the two sides fought together.
"Bell, bell...!"
The crisp sound is endless, like a rapid rain, spreading throughout the square.
"Shhh!"
The crowd couldn't help but gasp.
Because they simply did not see how the two moved.
Even, the trajectory of the sword qi was not captured. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）
The only thing that can be seen is two blurry figures, constantly flickering.
It's dizzying.
"Bang!"
Finally, there was a loud noise.
The two figures also separated at the same time.
It was the two top masters, each retreating a few feet and widening the distance.
However, although it seems that Yan Thirteen has the upper hand.
Wei Zhuang was quite surprised by the current situation.
I couldn't help but think in my heart, "In the past, when Senior Brother said that the other party was on a par with us, most of them were polite words, at least they could be sure to be superior to the other party. "
"Unexpectedly, this guy today is really on a par with us."
"It's true, some underestimated him, do you want to use the last resort? I don't want to lose to anyone other than Senior Brother. "
Although he realized that Yan Thirteen's strength was not simple.
But Wei Zhuang still wants to achieve the ultimate victory.
His gaze was full of confidence, and the sword in his hand was also wrapped with a thicker aura.
Seeing this, Yan Thirteen knew very well that the next sword was the time to divide the victory and defeat!
"~ My suggestion is, you two go together."
"Otherwise, there will be one more person under my sword."
Yan Thirteen slowly said this.
Immediately, a black aura began to linger between the palms and poured into the sword body.
"Boom!"
Dark clouds are shrouded and the wind is raging.
The temperature in the entire square has dropped.
"What a rich yin qi!"
Ying Zheng said, looking a little surprised.
And just after his voice fell.
Wei Zhuang on the other side, however, did not hesitate, and his figure swept out directly.
At this time, his whole body emitted a yellowish light.
At the moment when he approached Yan Thirteen's side, a sword swept out.
Suddenly, the wind howled in the sky.
"Kill!"
Facing Wei Zhuang's attack, Yan Thirteen roared angrily.
The long sword cut through the void and (okay) made a whoosh.
The same fierce chopping out.
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, the two collided.
The blazing brilliance is almost dazzling in human eyes.
"Pedal!"
Then, the two retreated one after another.
"Ugh!"
Then, Wei Zhuang's arm swung and the sword flashed.
Straight towards Yan Thirteen.
It's incredibly fast.
"Whoosh!"
The sharp blade of the sword, in an instant, Yan Thirteen's sword was even more strange and fast, with a sound of breaking wind that was enough to make the gods and ghosts miserable, straight to Wei Zhuang's heart.
At this moment, a white light flashed, blocking this fatal blow.
Ganie, who had been watching the battle in the rear before, actually shot again.
The balance between the three parties is what calms everything.
Then, Gai Nie praised: "Unexpectedly, you have comprehended a sword that is more terrifying than the fifteen swords that killed you. "
"This battle is our loss."