Chapter Nine hundred and fortieth Death!(1/2)
"Oh my God, it's true!"
"Nanyang Sword Madman, the deadline is coming!"
"My God, he is a sword fool in Nanyang!"
"How could this happen... Nanyang Sword Crazy, I am my idol..."
Most of the people present showed an incredible look. The famous Nanyang Sword Crazy is going to be exhausted!
"Haha, I guessed it right!"
Jian Xie Baomo sneered directly, and he laughed and said, "I'm just surprised that your condition is very wrong. Nanyang, since the deadline is approaching, do you still want to stop me?"
Nanyang Jianchi looked at Bao Mo and said calmly: "First, since you covet Miss Anqi's peerless magic sword, then you should die. Second, I hope to use my last life to do a good thing for the martial arts world!"
Nanyang Jianchi's tone was sonorous and powerful.
Do a good thing!
This incident caused a sensation among everyone present.
Everyone present knows that among the swordsmen in the world, there are two extremes: one is the sword evil who kills countless people, and the other is the kind-hearted sword crazy Nanyang.
Nanyang's words are very obvious. He wants to use the last stage of his life to kill the sword evil Baomo to eliminate harm to the martial arts world!
At this moment, many people present were moved.
Many people in Jian Xie Baomo are extremely afraid, especially some warriors who do not have the support of major forces. They are a threat to such people in the martial arts world.
Now, Nanyang Sword Crazy wants to take advantage of the last stage of his life to get rid of such a disaster for everyone, so many people present were a little moved.
"Young Master!"
Tianxuan looked at Yan Jingwei, and she was also a little moved and couldn't help but ask: "Nanyang Sword Madman, is it really the end of the day?"
"Um!"
Yan Jingwei nodded.
He had already seen the problem of Nanyang Jiancai. The other party was obsessed with swordsmanship all his life and was injured by the sword energy. Now he has reached the limit of his life. Even the rare fruits in Kunlun Mountain cannot save his life.
Therefore, when Nanyang Jianchi just walked out, Yan Jingwei did not stop him.
Perhaps, the best ending for him is to die in the final stage of life!
"Hahaha!"
After hearing this, Bao Mo couldn't help laughing: "Nanyang, you and I are both saints in the middle stage. My vitality is strong, and you are already exhausted. Just based on your current state, I want to kill me?"
"How do you know if you don't try it!"
As soon as Nanyang Jianchi finished speaking, the crutch in his hand instantly raised.
call out!
The scabbard falls off, the crutch sword is unsheathed!
"Nanyang, you are looking for death!"
Bao Mo was furious and pulled out the long sword in his hand and greeted Nanyang Jianchi.
"Be careful, step back!"
"A war at the Saint level, retreat quickly!"
Many people watching issued warnings.
The ten elders of Jian Village in the center of Jianhu also closely protected Ouyang Anqi in the center.
boom!
A huge wave of sword energy burst out from where the two collided.
“So strong!”
"Get back a little more!"
"Don't be affected by their war!"
Many people retreated one after another, and the weaker people retreated for a long time before they stood still.
"kill!"
Nanyang Jianchi raised the crutch sword in his hand again and killed Jian Xie Baomo.
when!
when!
when!
when!
The two of them were constantly colliding in the air, the sword shadows flashed, and the two of them were also very fast, and they had moved countless times in a flash.
"Too strong!"
"This is the fight between the powerful men of the Saint-level level!"
"It's really too strong!"
"I can see the battle between Jian Chi and Jian Xie with my own eyes. This time, it's not in vain!"
"Yes, such a showdown between two kendo masters is rare!"
Everyone stared at the two of them, afraid that they would miss every second. Such a showdown between the two masters would have great insights into the onlookers present.
call out!
call out!
call out!
call out!
After hundreds of moves.
Nanyang and Bao Mo separated.
Nanyang's breath was already a little panting and his face turned pale.
And Baomo's face turned rosy as usual.
"Haha... Nanyang, in normal times, you can't do anything to me, not to mention that now you are approaching, and you still want to kill me, which is simply looking for death!" Jian Xie Bao Mo couldn't help laughing wildly: "Today, I Jian Xie, want to kill Jian Chi. At that time, my Jian Xie's reputation will become even louder!"
"You are too happy!"
Jian Chi Nanyang's tone was calm.
"What?" Bao Mo looked at Nanyang with a pale face and sneered: "Do you still think you can turn the tables? If we continue to fight, your strength will be exhausted. At that time, I will cut you alive!"
"Today, I realized a sword technique!"
Nanyang said calmly, "This sword technique is enough to kill you!"
"I realized it today? Nanyang, you are really good at joking. What other sword technique can you learn when the deadline is approaching? Look at the move!" Bao Mo waved his long sword and rushed towards Nanyang Sword Crazy again.
And at this time.
Nanyang Jianchi closed his eyes.
He took a deep breath and raised the crutch sword in his hand.
"call out!"
A sword energy shot out from Nanyang's crutch sword.
Um?
Feeling the sword energy of the crutch sword in Nanyang Jianchi's hand, Yan Jingwei squinted his eyes instantly. From this sword energy, he had already seen some clues.
Nanyang really didn't lie. This sword technique was really what he realized today, because this sword technique actually has the same effect as the sword formation at the entrance of Jiancun Village.
He is worthy of being a sword crazy. He has realized such a sword technique from the sword formation at the entrance of the village!
With this sword technique, Nanyang Sword Crazy is enough to kill Bao Mo!
As expected.
In the field, Bao Mo's face had changed drastically.
His body retreated violently.
What a pity it's too late!
A strong sword energy shot towards him!
Puff!
A hole appeared on Bao Mo's body, and blood was shot out!
"Damn it!"
Bao Mo cursed, and he turned around and wanted to escape.
To be continued...