I, a generation of sword demons, seek defeat alone

The secret of the "Changtian Sword Technique", Di Yu has long been familiar with it, Lu Lingxiao has just used the "West Wind Cirrus", and Di Yu's sword technique has changed.

The backhand sword is on the move.

"Raise fire to set fire to the plain" is a move of the Hainan faction, and the tip of the sheath stabs the opponent's left neck.

This move is the nemesis of "Cirrus Zephyr", which takes advantage of the gaps and flaws in the move.

Lu Lingxiao was unavoidable, and he was reborn in mid-air and made an "iron plate bridge".

But.

The internal strength he had condensed had exhausted.

His feet had just landed, his neck was cold, and he was already pressed against the scabbard.

"Promise!" Di

Yu smiled slightly, withdrew his sword and turned around.

Lu Lingxiao's cold sweat soaked the back of his clothes, and he was ashamed of himself.

He is Youyan's master of swordsmanship and the master of a sect, but he was defeated by the opponent's three moves.

Even his own "Changtian" and "Blue Sea" two sets of swordsmanship didn't have a chance to be used.

Lu

Lingxiao threw away the long sword, felt faceless, and flew to the roof.

Someone asked, "Brother Lu, where are you going?"

Lu Lingxiao didn't speak, and disappeared without a trace.

Only then did everyone's eyes turn to Di Yu on the field, all of them were shocked.

The boy ......

What is the origin

of the sword? The power of the sword technique just now is really unheard of and unseen.

Originally, some people in the rivers and lakes who were eager to try also lost confidence in an instant.

Lu Lingxiao, a master of swordsmanship, can't even take the three moves of others, and he and Lu Lingxiao are just between them, isn't it humiliating to come on stage!

Master Shenyin got up and announced: "In this game, Di Yu of Chenzhou, Di Gongzi wins!" "In the

next game, who else will challenge Di Gongzi?"

The courtyard was instantly silent.

The heroes see me, and I look at you.

Suddenly, a Buddha horn sounded: "Amitabha!"

A fifty-year-old monk in a black robe slowly walked into the field.

"The poor monk Maya of the Eagle Temple in the Western Regions has taught Di Gongzi's tricks!"

Someone exclaimed.

There are few small monks in the Lianying Temple, and the prestige is not as good as the famous temple in the Central Plains, but the name is very loud in the Western Regions.

Especially Elder Maya, who was a martial idiot when he was young, joined the Lianying Temple and retreated to Xi martial arts for decades, and is rumored to be the head of several families, and is one of the famous houses in the northwest.

He is superb in Buddhism and does not covet the false name of the leader of the Two Rivers Martial Arts Alliance.

Challenging Di Yu is purely attracted by the martial arts of young people.

"What weapon does the master use?" Di Yu asked with a smile.

"Di Gongzi uses a sword, if the poor monk doesn't use a weapon, it seems to look down on the son!"

"Who lent the old monk a weapon to use."

Master Maya asked the crowd.

Someone threw a knife at him.

Master Maya stretched out his hand to take it, thanked him, and looked at Di Yu again.

"Di Gongzi, the poor monk knows that your swordsmanship is excellent, and he is not afraid of taking on the notoriety of bullying the small, you be careful, the poor monk is going to make a move. After

speaking, he slowly swung out a knife.

Di Yu smiled in his heart.

This old monk is a little interesting.

However, Di Yu admires such a person, who is open-minded and does not do anything.

Although Master Maya made the first move, and the sword momentum was slow, it was not difficult for careful people to find that his sword momentum was calm and dignified, and there must be an extremely deep internal force gathered on it.

This old monk has been in retreat for many years, and he has a strong internal strength.

Di Yu thought to himself, is this because I am young and want to use my internal strength to win?

Both of them are very slow in their moves, but they have deep internal strength blessings on their weapons.

Suddenly.

A delicate voice sounded: "Di Gongzi, Master Maya is several times older than you, and his internal strength will also beat you a lot, don't you suffer a loss if you compete with him?"

It was Yu Liuli, the goddess of the Red Pink Building.

Di Yu heard that her voice was full of concern, and turned her head and smiled: "Thank you, girl, Di Mou knows it." Everyone

admired his courage when they saw him talking and laughing freely in the face of a master like Maya.

Swords meet in mid-air.

There

was a bang.

The two forces collided with each other, and the surging internal force wrapped in all directions. The people in the rivers and lakes who were closer felt the pain of shaving their faces, and hurriedly resisted.

Some people who are weak in internal strength have taken a few steps backwards.

Di Yu's wrist was slightly numb.

Unexpectedly, the old monk's internal strength is so strong.

Master Maya did not crash into Di Yu's sword, but felt that the opponent's internal force was heavy and extraordinary, strange and unpredictable.

I couldn't help but look shocked.

"The donor is good, the poor monk is no longer polite, look at the knife!" The

words fell, Master Maya brushed and slashed three times in a row, and the knife beckoned to Di Yu.

"The master is using the 'Breeze Leaf Sweeping Knife' of the Southwest Du Family!" Di

Yu smiled slightly, still the sword was still unsheathed, but every counterattack was a flaw in the "Breeze Leaf Sweeping Knife".

Master Maya's face changed, and he didn't understand how the young man in front of him knew his sword skills.

There are very few descendants of the Du family in the southwest, and Master Maya also obtained this martial art by chance when he was young.

Now that the other party has seen through it, and when he makes his own moves, he is controlled everywhere, so he has to change his path.

The sword wind turned into a wide open and a big close, majestic and fierce.

"Okay, this is the 'Stone Breaker Knife Technique' of the Desert Wind Sand Castle!" Di

Yu said as he counterattacked, still attacking the flaws in the knife technique.

Master Maya continuously transformed five or six sword techniques, all of which were seen through by Di Yu, and when he was fighting, he was still controlled everywhere.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became.

Who is this son?

It is just that he has outstanding martial arts, and he can actually know all kinds of martial arts.

The talent is so amazing!!Master

Maya became more and more cowardly, knowing that if Di Yu wanted to defeat him, he would have won a long time ago.

After fighting more than a dozen moves, Master Maya suddenly jumped out of the circle, threw away the long knife, and sighed with both hands: "No need to fight, the poor monk is defeated!"

Shocked

! The audience was shocked!

Master Maya, the elder of Lianying Temple in the northwest, took the initiative to admit defeat.

The fight just now, the heroes all saw it with their own eyes, and it was indeed quite intense.

However, except for a few people who are skilled in martial arts, no one can see that Master Maya's moves are actually controlled by others everywhere.

Only Maya himself knows how hard it is.

Shenyin slowly got up and said: "In this game, Di Gongzi won, which hero will challenge Di Gongzi?"

After speaking, he also showed a strange look.

......

The heroes of the two rivers will be from morning to night, until the twilight, and they will not disperse.

Several bonfires were set up in the courtyard.

The Chai family prepared meals, but most of them forgot to eat and drink.

Di Yu is heroic and has always been the focus of the conference.

With a sharp sword, he has defeated more than 100 sects in a row, such as Hebei Thunderbolt Hall, Qinghai Yuzhenguan, Yushu Sect, Qilian Mountain Qionghua Sword Sect, Kunlun Sect, and Spring and Autumn Gate.

The famous sects north of the Yellow River were almost wiped out.

In fact.

The true qi of the Guigu he cultivated was certainly abundant, but he couldn't afford to consume it after the wheel battle.

The reason why he was able to persist was that he was familiar with the martial arts characteristics of those sects, and it didn't take much effort to crack it.

It often only takes a few moves to force a sect master to be embarrassed and automatically retreat.

For a while, he was like a god of war who fell from the sky.

And the vertical and horizontal sword in his hand has never been unsheathed.