Rebirth of the City Immortal Emperor

A sword that Jiang Zhiqiu thought was inevitable, failed to kill Zhang Yi.

Even in Zhang Yi's evaluation, he even said that this kind of swordsmanship is just a **** swordsmanship for pretending to be force!

In this way, I saw Jiang Zhiqiu's face that looked like a dead man for thousands of years, and finally showed an angry face:

"Presumptuous! My swordsmanship, my master's teaching methods, and I send swordsmanship. How can a lowly person like you make presumptuous comments!"

Even Gu Yajun on the side heard Zhang Yi's evaluation and couldn't help feeling that it was ridiculous.

You must know that the strongest sect of sword repair today is undoubtedly the foil blowing sect.

The strongest master of the Foil Foil School is undoubtedly Foil Foil.

And the most proud of the younger generation of Chuhuayijian disciples is Jiang Zhiqiu.

But as soon as Zhang Yi spoke, he judged that the swordsmanship of the Foil School was **** swordsmanship. He judged that Jiang Zhiqiu's sword would only be used to pretend, and even more so that he was not good at teaching students.

In this case, it insulted the Chu Huajian School, Chuhua Yijian and Jiang Zhiqiu at the same time, and the consequences of this were beyond the reach of the one named Zhang Yi.

If this Zhang Yizhiqu is the case, then it is best to apologize well now, perhaps it will be able to save some consequences.

However, Zhang Yi said:

"Garbage is garbage. You want to kill me but you have no ability. You are not allowed to say garbage? If it is not garbage, then prove it to me!"

After hearing this, Jiang Zhiqiu said:

"you wanna die!"

After speaking, Jiang Zhiqiu pressed the hilt abruptly, and the long sword was unsheathed again.

This sword is extremely fast and violent, far better than the previous one!

I saw a fierce sword light covering Zhang Yi's entire body.

After the sword light passed through Zhang Yi like a crescent, it was fleeting like a meteor.

After Rao Shi's sword light disappeared, the chill was still surging around.

This sword was made by Jiang Zhiqiu with all his strength!

Gu Yajun saw this sword and was suddenly startled.

Such a sword could even resist her with only 50% certainty.

If it were in the duel between Jiang Zhiqiu and Gu Yajun, then such a horrible sword could already be said to be a decision to win. If Gu Yajun can resist it, she will win, but if she fails, she will lose!

Even Gu Yajun himself was not sure of a sword to resist, let alone that Zhang Yi.

"Qiang!!!"

After Jiang Zhiqiu's sword was finished, he was already sheathed in an instant.

With his head hanging slightly, he sighed:

"I don't understand... or don't understand..."

Such a sigh seemed to be a memorial to the enemy.

With this sword, he went all out, he no longer needed to see Zhang Yi, all he needed was waiting.

Waiting for the sound of Zhang Yi's head slipping from his neck and falling to the ground.

However, he waited for a moment, but Zhang Yi's voice was waiting:

"Isn't pretending to be enough? Rubbish swordsmanship, it really is rubbish!"

When these words came out, Jiang Zhiqiu couldn't help but turned his head abruptly and looked at Zhang Yi in shock:

"You...you are not dead yet?"

Gu Yajun couldn't help being surprised, and she couldn't imagine that Zhang Yi was still safe under that terrifying sword just now.

Zhang Yi asked indifferently:

"Why die?"

Jiang Zhiqiu couldn't help being shocked:

"Impossible... Could it be that my sword... didn't strike you? It's impossible!"

If Yijian hadn't hit Zhang Yi, Jiang Zhiqiu might feel that he was too tired to go on a business trip. But now that the Second Sword has not been able to strike Zhang Yi, the problem here is serious.

Zhang Yi snorted coldly:

"Pretend to be forced, there must be a limit, you are enough."

These words made Jiang Zhiqiu's next words completely choked.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he was not pretending to be forced, but felt that he had killed Zhang Yi, so there was no need to take it that seriously. Who would have thought that his always fierce and powerful swordsmanship would have encountered some weird failures in Zhang Yi's place.

On the contrary, Jiameng on the side couldn't see the key because his cultivation was not strong enough.

So when Jiameng heard what Zhang Yi said, only when Jiang Zhiqiu was really pretending, she immediately angered Jiang Zhiqiu:

"The surname is Jiang! Killing is nothing but a nod! If you want to kill, then kill, why bother to humiliate and tease people like this?"

Jiameng thought that Jiang Zhiqiu was deliberately teasing Zhang Yi in order to show off his swordsmanship.

When Jiang Zhiqiu heard this, he almost didn't spit out.

He was really not making fun of people. He really wanted to kill Zhang Yi with a single sword, but whoever could think of Zhang Yi didn’t know what was going on. He couldn’t even kill two swords. die.

At the same time, Jiang Zhiqiu also felt very embarrassed. The two sighs he just said, if they were to say after killing Zhang Yi, it would make people feel shuddering.

But saying that after failing to kill Zhang Yi, now it seems that he is indeed acting as a force.

Jiang Zhiqiu slowly withdrew the sword that had been sheathed again, knowing that he was going to be serious this time.

His eyes stared at Zhang Yi coldly:

"Let me take a good look at how you dodge my sword just now!"

This time, Jiang Zhiqiu will not only make a single sword, but will take it seriously!

Gu Yajun looked at Jiang Zhiqiu, who was full of murderous aura, and couldn't help but step back slightly:

"He got serious..."

Gu Yajun knew that Jiang Zhiqiu was really moving this time.

Jiang Zhiqiu will no longer have any reservations. Once Jiang Zhiqiu gets serious, it will become a terrible killing machine.

Especially Jiang Zhiqiu's indifferent killing intent, it never cares whether the target of the murder is a man, a woman, a child or an elderly person, but anyone who is taken seriously by him will only become a kind of person-the dead!

So Gu Yajun couldn't help but retreat slightly, lest he be affected by the serious Jiang Zhiqiu.

Jiang Zhiqiu slowly approached Zhang Yi with his sword:

"This time, you must die!"

Zhang Yi shook his head slightly:

"If you want to do it, speed, please don't continue to act."

Jiang Zhiqiu's eyes were cold:

"Looking for a dead end!"

His long sword was raised again, fiercely slashing towards Zhang Yi.

The long sword turned into a sharp white light and slashed towards Zhang Yi's neck.

With this sword, Jiang Zhiqiu widened his eyes, he wanted to see exactly how Zhang Yi died!

As soon as Jiang Zhiqiu started his hand, Gu Yajun immediately looked at Zhang Yi attentively. He wanted to know whether Zhang Yi could escape from the serious Jiang Zhiqiu this time!

At this time, I saw Zhang Yi's arms raised.

He actually wanted to use his arm to resist Jiang Zhiqiu's sword!

Jiang Zhiqiu sneered:

"Stop it for me!"

His long sword also slashed on Zhang Yi's arm abruptly.

However, at this moment, it was a metal collision sound, this kind of sound filled the whole room at this moment, shocking the ears of others could not help but buzz.

"What?" Jiang Zhiqiu was taken aback.

I saw Zhang Yi's arm actually resisted Jiang Zhiqiu's long sword.

A flesh and blood body can actually withstand cold weapons!

Especially Jiang Zhiqiu felt a counter shock in his hand holding the hilt, as if his sword had actually been chopped on an iron rod.

Gu Yajun on the side was surprised when he saw this:

"How did he do it? Could it be that his arm is a prosthesis?"

In today's world, it is true that someone has a broken limb and replaced it with a prosthetic that is as flexible as a human hand. This kind of prosthesis can use some metal materials, so it is much stronger than a normal human body.

"No! Even a prosthesis made of metal can't stop Jiang Zhiqiu's sword!"

Gu Yajun quickly judged that she believed in Jiang Zhiqiu's strength, even if Zhang Yi's arm was a steel pillar, he could easily cut it off.

But what is strange is that Zhang Yi's arm seems to be stronger than a steel column.

Jia Meng was startled when she saw this, and then cried out in surprise:

"Zhang Yi! How did you do it? Are you a copper skin and iron bone?"

She almost thought that Jiang Zhiqiu's sword was about to cut Zhang Yi's arm, but she didn't expect Zhang Yi's performance to be unexpected.

Zhang Yi answered calmly:

"The Huashan Sword School used to have a close-up swordsmanship, which emphasized using the hand as a sword to kill people close to the body. I was fortunate to have encountered it. Just now, what I imitated was the Huashan Sword School's swordsmanship. Although I dare not say that it is 100% perfect. , But also 90% similar."

Zhang Yi and Yue Zhongzhe, the head of the Huashan School, once fought a decisive battle in the Bronze City on the top of Mount Bu Zhou.

However, after listening to Zhang Yi's words, Gu Yajun couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Impossible! The Huashan Sword Sect has disappeared for fifty years, and their swordsmanship has long been lost! It is impossible for anyone to know their swordsmanship!"

Jiang Zhiqiu also said coldly:

"That's right! You don't want to make a fool of yourself! My master blows a sword and is addicted to swords like his life. He once searched the world for the swordsmanship of the major swordsmen fifty years ago, but he has not yet been able to obtain the swordsmanship of the Huashan Swordsman! It depends on you! , It's impossible to get it yet!"

However, Zhang Yi didn't explain much. He said indifferently:

"Continue to fight, let you see what is called the real Huashan swordsmanship! Not the kind of garbage you use!"

When Jiang Zhiqiu heard this, he was so angry that his eyes were full of smoke:

"Bold! Looking for death!"

After speaking, Jiang Zhiqiu raised his sword and slashed towards Zhang Yi again.

However, Zhang Yi used his hand as a sword and stabs Jiang Zhiqiu abruptly.

Although Zhang Yi was stabbing with his hand, Jiang Zhiqiu felt an extremely dangerous and fierce feeling, as if the stabbing was not a hand but a real long sword.

Immediately, Jiang Zhiqiu was scared and backed away hurriedly, avoiding Zhang Yi's hand.

Seeing Zhang Yi's hand raised, Jiang Zhiqiu's shoulder clothes suddenly broke open, and even his skin was cut and a scar appeared.

"This... is really a sword!"

Jiang Zhiqiu was greatly horrified, this easy hand could actually behave like a sharp sword.

If he had been hiding a little bit more slowly, then his shoulder might be cut off by Zhang Yi!

Could it be said that this Zhang Yi used really long-lost Huashan swordsmanship?