Crossover in the Anime World

Yan Lu is also a master. Although he is very low-key, now he has come to the ring with the difficult move of turning three and a half times to give Confucianism a face.

The two masters of swordsmanship made the surrounding crowd hold their breath before they even took action.

One is an immortal and the other is Young Master Qianqian.

Neither sword was unsheathed, but their eyes were already sharp.

"Boy, I will not show mercy." Zhang Feng said, and the appearance of a young real man appeared behind him. He was holding a sword, but he was much younger than Zhang Feng.

If I read it correctly, that person is Nao Bing, the third prince of Dragon Palace, who is good at swordsmanship. Although he was flayed by Nezha, the third prince just encountered a cheater, which does not mean that he is not strong enough.

It was divine power. This was the first time for some people to see divine power, and they couldn't help but gasp. It seemed that Yan Lu was in danger.

Zhang Feng was serious from the beginning: "You can't take another step forward today." He wanted to defeat everyone here.

Yan Lu said seriously: "Please!" After saying that, he drew his sword and pushed his inner strength to the extreme.

"Good boy!" Zhang Feng praised Yan Lu when he saw his extraordinary cultivation at such a young age: "I can defeat you with a full sword."

I saw the old man flying up out of thin air, wielding the sword with his feet, and the sword light appeared and he started to move: "Look at the sword."

Seeing that the opponent actually used his feet as hands and controlled the sword attack with his feet, a humble gentleman like Yan Lu couldn't help but get angry. Yan Lu doesn't like fighting, so even if the battle is fought, it will basically end in a draw. Originally, this kind of occasion was not suitable for him, but in the end he came anyway, because of the insistence of his two senior brothers and the sense of justice in his heart. .

But he didn't expect to encounter such a weird opponent in the ring, which made Yan Lu want to win. He raised his sword and blocked the opponent's blade. Yan Lu turned his wrist and stabbed the opponent's soles with the sword, which was a move - seeing the moon in the well.

Zhang Feng saw the opponent's exquisite sword moves and laughed: "The sword is dull when you laugh, and it is too late to abandon the sword. Only fools know the secret. Take my move of 'Foolishness Covers the Sky'." Although the sword is carried with feet, the sword is as strong as the hand. Flexible and changeable, as the old man finished speaking, "Infatuation covers the sky", the three-inch sword light spread out like a folding fan, sealing all Yan Lu's sword paths.

Even Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, two masters of swordsmanship, couldn't help but frown. This old man was probably even more powerful than their master Gui Guzi.

Yan Lu quickly switched from offense to defense, using the move 'Thinking about the Moon in the Water', his sword blocked Kankan and he caught the opponent's attack. However, when the two swords collided, the blade actually cracked. The huge force was transmitted to the tiger's mouth, and Yan Lu almost lost his grip. He even suspected that the other old man was a strong man under his appearance. Otherwise, how could he have such great strength?

Although Zhang Feng said he wouldn't talk to people who don't understand him, he had a lot to say after the fight started: "Little baby, that's good. If you can follow this trick from me, you can be considered a first-rate master in the world." "But I know that you are still there. You didn’t use your full strength, but I advise you to use all your special skills, otherwise you will lose badly.”

Yan Lu's martial arts were all based on the "Sitting and Forgetting Mind Technique", which means he becomes strong when he is strong and becomes weak when he is weak. He can fight evenly with anyone. There are very few opponents that really make him feel troublesome.

It seems that Hanguang must be used. The sword in his hand may be broken if he takes another move: "Then please allow me to change my weapon, senior."

"Hahaha, there's nothing wrong with it. Use whatever magic weapon you have to open my eyes."

Since the other party agreed, Yan Lu put away the chipped sword in his hand, and then took out the hilt of the sword from his sleeve. The hilt was like jade, but there was no blade.

The light-containing blade will only appear in light at a specific incident angle.

Zhang Feng is a swordsman, so he naturally knows the sword manual: "I didn't expect that it would be Hanguang, who is ranked sixteenth on the sword manual. Not bad."

Hanguang and Yan Lu merge into one and can exert greater power.

Continuing to fight, Yan Lu used a move called "Catching the Moon from the Bottom of the Water" to attack Zhang Feng's upper, middle and lower sides. His sword was as fast as thunder, but it didn't have murderous intent, and it didn't mean to draw blood.

Seeing the move, Zhang Feng smiled again and said: "Then I will use this move 'Crazy Covering the Sky'." It was still a kick, and the sword light suddenly appeared on his feet, which actually faintly reflected the light-bearing blade.

The two moves intersected, and the sword energy left traces on the floor tiles of the arena, making people's scalp numb.

Yan Lu found his rhythm, but he was just barely undefeated. His sitting and forgetting method was not suitable for competitiveness. In addition, the opponent was very powerful, so victory would probably require a surprise victory.

Change the move from "catching the moon under the water" to "the quiet moon in the heart", completing the sublimation of the realm, and making the sword moves more dense.

"You are a little kid. Although your sword moves are exquisite, they lack ups and downs and become more and more flat. It is really meaningless." "There is no trace of the sword's light and sword's shadow. Idiots only wake up from their empty dreams. I'm talking about people like you. Obviously The sword is becoming more and more fierce, but the sword moves are becoming more and more flat. You are scrupulous and you are escaping." Zhang Feng sees people with the sword, and sees that Yan Lu's low profile is completely an act of evasion, not out of escaping. Original intention.

Yan Lu was indeed escaping. He was also a man with a story. When he was young, he was good at both civil and military skills, but the world made him realize that his talent was nothing at all. He lost everything and his lover. From then on, he became unwilling to fight, not because he didn't want to fight, but because he thought he couldn't fight.

Yan Lu was told what was on his mind. He thought that the other party was powerful, and he could actually see the sword wielder's heart from the sword moves.

Although Zhang Feng kept talking, he was not slow in his footwork. He did not let go, and his sword moves became more and more powerful. But he knew he was sure to win: "Chi Potian."

The divine power and sword energy were released together, Yan Lu could not avoid it, and although Hanguang was sharp, it was difficult to resist. He could only make the final resistance. He knew he couldn't fight, but he still fought as a young man, and he will fight today: "My heart is full of mist."

The glow of the Hanguang sword was hazy, like the mist on the river, with only the moonlight flickering in and out.

My heart is full of mist and moon, and I am fighting against the sky.

Tianming seemed to see countless lights and couldn't help but cover his eyes. In fact, these were all the brilliance of sword energy: "It's so dazzling."

Only the master could not turn his eyes away, seeing through the sword energy and seeing the duel between the two swordsmen in the center.

Yan Lu lost. Although he tried his best in the end and showed the strength of a superb swordsman, Yan Lu was still no match for a master who had awakened his divine power like Zhang Feng.

However, Yan Lu was not without success. His last sword hit Zhang Feng on the sole of his foot, making him unable to use his feet to use the sword again.

Zhang Feng looked at the injured area and didn't care: "He hurt my leg, so I can only hold the sword with my hands. The next person on stage will be unlucky. If you use your hands, you are no match for me."

It's simply arrogant.

Faced with such a provocation, without any discussion, Wei Zhuang jumped onto the ring and stood among the mottled sword marks: "I want to learn the sword skills you use, and I hope you won't disappoint me."

Another showman came on stage. Dulan picked up the popcorn from Wu Douyun and said to himself that this Qin Dynasty arena match was really interesting. He couldn't help but want to show off.