Chapter 30

Two sword lights, one magnificent, form a gorgeous and beautiful sword river.

The other was cold, dazzling and fleeting.

Both sword lights are terrible, but they are very different.

If the sword river displayed by sword dream is equivalent to a giant in heaven and earth with all the power to crush, the cold sword light displayed by sword peerless is like an assassin who escapes into the void and is the king of killing!

Even if the giant of heaven and earth has the power to crush everything, he can be the king of killing and the top assassin. Is it necessary to compete with him? Of course not.

Whew!

The fleeting sword light reappeared again, bypassing the long and gorgeous sword river and directly appeared in front of jianmeng'er, so that jianmeng had no time to respond, and the sword light had passed through his wrist.

A touch of blood floated and clanged, and the Sansha sword fell to the ground.

The unparalleled body shape of the sword appeared in front of jianmeng'er. The long sword blade in his hand pointed directly at jianmeng'er's throat, but finally stopped less than half a centimeter in front of jianmeng'er's throat. At such a close distance, the cold of the blade immediately made jianmeng'er tremble in his heart, and his beautiful face became pale at this moment.

Time seems to have completely stopped at this moment.

On the school field, everyone stared at the scene on the high platform in disbelief.

"He, he won?"

"Sword dream, defeated!"

"Oh, oh, oh!!!"

At the next moment, the whole school field sounded a roar and scream like a mountain collapse and tsunami.

In the stands

"Impossible!" The calm and self-confident water chill towards jianmeng'er was the first to stand up, and the expression on his face was also rich and colorful at this moment.

"How is that possible?" Jianlan was completely stunned. He couldn't believe that all this was true.

"Defeated, the sword dream, who used thousands of swordsmanship, was defeated?" Those big people in the stands now look at each other and can see the shock in each other's eyes.

It should be noted that just now they all thought that jianmeng'er would win. There was no suspense in the duel, but the result gave everyone a loud slap.

"Nameless swordsmanship, unparalleled swordsmanship is nameless swordsmanship!" There was a thick pure light in jianxinhong's eyes.

"Nameless swordsmanship?" Everyone around looked at it.

"That's the supreme first sword skill of the sword Lord's residence. Only the past generations of sword Pavilion leaders are qualified to understand it all the time, and only three of the past generations of sword Pavilion leaders can really understand this sword skill. Unexpectedly, this boy has understood the unknown sword skill? It must be his father. Yes, his father must have taught him. " Jianxin Hong said excitedly.

I don't blame him for his excitement. After all, nameless swordsmanship is too advanced. It's incredible to understand this swordsmanship.

"What nameless swordsmanship can you compare with the Daqian swordsmanship of our Tianyuan sword sect?" The water is cold and the heart is cold.

"Shui Hanxin, you are ignorant. Your Daqian sword skill of Tianyuan sword sect is great, but it doesn't mean that no sword skill can surpass Daqian sword skill. For example, the nameless sword skill of Jianhou mansion is better than your Daqian sword skill of Tianyuan sword sect." Bai Chong sneered at Shui Hanxin, "don't believe it. If you haven't heard of nameless swordsmanship, you should have heard of another name, virtual swordsmanship."

"Virtual swordsmanship? "The best virtual swordsmanship in the world?" Shui Hanxin was surprised. "You said that the sword was unparalleled. It was a virtual sword just cast?"

"Good." Bai Chong tilted his mouth and nodded: "there are nine types of famous virtual swordsmanship, among which the strongest and most terrible latter three types of swordsmanship are said to have been lost long ago, while the middle three types of swordsmanship are extremely rare and valuable. Even if you Tianyuan sword sect pay a great price, it is difficult to get it."

"But the first three types of swordsmanship of virtual swordsmanship are not very precious. Even some second-class forces that are much weaker than your Tianyuan sword sect can get the secret script of the first three types of swordsmanship as long as they are willing to pay the price."

"As far as I know, 200 years ago, the founder of Jianhou house, that is, the first head of Jianhou house, spent a lot of money to get the first three types of secret scripts of virtual swordsmanship. These three types of secret scripts are nameless swordsmanship!"

"What the unparalleled sword has just performed is the first type of virtual sword, blood shadow!"

"Blood shadow?"

When everyone heard the name, they couldn't help recalling the sword just now.

A sword comes out as fast as a ghost. The blade falls and brings a touch of floating red. The floating red becomes a shadow, which is the shadow of blood.

"What a terrible sword." These big people in the stands couldn't help admiring.

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

The water was cold and his face sank.

Failed!

It did fail.

In the challenge arena, the sword is matchless. The long sword is still suspended in front of jianmeng'er's neck. At this moment, as long as his palm pushes forward a little, he can immediately make jianmeng's fragrance disappear.

"The sword is unparalleled. Are you satisfied now? If you're not satisfied, just kill me. " Jianmeng'er smiled bitterly, but the laughter was very miserable.

Jianwushuang took a deep look at jianmeng'er, didn't speak, put down the long sword, then bent over to pick up the murderous sword that fell on the ground and slowly stroked the sword body.

"Three kill sword."

Recapture the Sansha sword. There was a surprise in jianwushuang's eyes. Then he raised his head again and looked at jianmeng'er. The cold words sounded in jianmeng'er's ears.

"Two months ago, I told you that the sword Pavilion... Will always be the sword Pavilion of the sword Pavilion, my father's sword Pavilion and my sword Pavilion. No one else can touch anything!"

"Who just touched, I cut who!"

"No one else is to blame for what happened today. You are responsible for everything!"

"Blame yourself?" Jianmeng'er was stunned. She already had no bloody face. At this moment, she was pale again. She laughed at herself, and her eyes looked empty.

But just then

"Blame yourself. What a sentence."

A magnificent and incomparably loud voice suddenly rang out on the school field. When they heard the sound and looked, they noticed the cold faced young man standing next to Shui Hanxin.

The young man also carried a long sword and stood quietly beside Shui Hanxin. From beginning to end, he was indifferent and didn't say a word. But at this moment, his eyes suddenly raised, his body moved, and he appeared directly on the high platform with two simple steps. At the same time, a loud drink echoed in the world.

"Tianyuan sword belongs to night ink. The sword is unparalleled. Dare to fight with me!"

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