A bloodline gradually oozed out from Su Haoran's shoulder.

No matter how he possesses the immortal body of reincarnation, he could not heal quickly under the attack of the sword intent.

"No wonder the immortal body of reincarnation ranks the last among the three thousand special physiques. It turns out that there are many powers that can restrain this immortal body."

Su Haoran raised his hand and wiped the blood on his shoulder. Although he was injured, the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He pointed the sword in his hand at Da Nanjing and said calmly: "Come again!"

"As you wish!"

Da Nanjing was very eager to fight and waved his sword to fight Su Haoran again.

Su Haoran's sword move changed from the Emei sword technique just now to the Wudang Fengyun Sword, which was more powerful in killing.

The Fengyun Sword Sword is as famous as its name, moving like the autumn wind to the extreme, and when changing moves, it is like clouds and fog changing shapes and is unpredictable.

With the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Steps, Su Haoran danced a ball of sword light, and fought against Da Nanjing's rough sword.

Dangdangdang!

The sound of the swords colliding was endless, and the two of them fought evenly, making the audience fascinated.

"What a powerful Chinese. I really never thought that there would be such a young swordsman in Daxia!"

"I can actually fight with my master in no way. If this young man survives, our generation of Eastern masters will face an almost invincible enemy in the future."

"There is no need to be too proud of him. After all, he has not realized the sword intent. He is just smart in his sword moves and strong in his ability. He will never become a top sword master."

At this moment, even the people from the Oriental Martial Arts Tourist Group also expressed recognition of Su Haoran's strength.

Of course, because Su Haoran has no sword intent, there are also some who are obviously amazed in their hearts but express disdain in their mouths.

But they did not notice that in the first hundred moves, Da Nanjing used his sword intent to suppress him, and he had an advantage in fighting Su Haoran.

However, in the second round of competition, Da Nanjing's advantage is already minimal, and Su Haoran even showed signs of overtaking.

"Old guy, the sword intent you have learned is too rough. Do you know what a sword is?"

During the fight, Su Haoran's eyes became sharper and sharper, and his eyes were as bright as swords.

When he asked this, Da Nanjing was furious and slashed his sword, "Sword is a weapon to kill people, and sword is a way to kill people."

Knock!

The swords in their hands collided together, and they both quickly retreated.

Su Haoran's right hand went smoothly, and the Qingjiaoxiong sword in his hand buzzed and trembled. A sarcastic arc of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "If you want to talk about killing weapons, use a gun faster? Even if the bullets can't do anything to you, there are hands, thunder, shells, or even missiles. Which one is not more powerful than the sword in your hand?"

Thorn!

When Su Haoran finished speaking, the kimono on Da Nanjing's chest suddenly cracked a large hole that penetrated the shoulder ribs, and even a slender blood mark appeared on the chest and abdomen.

"Sword Intention!"

"This kid actually realized the sword intent in the battle."

"What kind of sword intent is this? It seems different from the master's!"

The masters of the Oriental Martial Arts Visiting China Group saw that Da Nanjing was injured, and all looked ugly. They even felt an unprecedented threat from Su Haoran.

On the round platform, Da Nanjing looked down at the wound on his chest, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Then what did you mean by sword?"

Su Haoran put the Qingjiaoxiong sword in front of him and said calmly: "The lethality of a sword is not as good as a knife, and its practicality is not as good as a gun, but the sword represents the quality of a warrior. The sword is upright and not curved, like a human quality, straightforward and innocent, and would rather break than bend. The warrior and the sword holder move forward and establish the sword heart of a swordsman, and naturally they can understand the unparalleled and sharp sword intent."

Su Haoran's words echoed throughout the third floor of the Martial Arts Association, as if the sound of the deafening sky sound was realized by everyone.

Su Haoran continued: "And your Eastern samurai sword is actually a samurai sword. The sword body is bent. How can a warrior and a knife holder understand the essence of the Chinese swordsmanship?"

"Well said!"

"The swordsmanship originally started in China. Even in the current Great Xia Empire, there are few masters using swords, but the essence is still in the hands of us Chinese."

"Dan Nanjing, admit defeat. You have lost both in terms of strength and character. As your bet says, commit suicide, so you can lose more decently."

Everyone in the Wushu Association applauded and even used heart-killing words to stimulate Da Nanjing.

Hahahahaha!

However, Da Nanjing raised his head and laughed wildly: "We Dongyang swordsmen have long known that the sword's lethality is not as good as a knife, so they have improved the sword body and formed a military state of combining swords and swords. Su Haoran, it is impossible for you to let me admit defeat with a few words."

After saying this, Da Nanjing pulled off the broken kimono on his chest, and he threw a few pieces of rags into the air, and at the same time he waved his sword to point straight at Su Haoran's throat.

A golden light appeared in Su Haoran's eyes, his body slightly tilted, and he pointed his sword at Da Nanjing's heart.

The two of them passed by again. Da Nanjing's sword almost struck Su Haoran's shoulders, but it did not hurt Su Haoran at all.

But a bright red blood line was drawn from the tip of Su Haoran's sword. Half of Da Nanjing's body was cut open by the Qingjiaoxiong sword, making both sides widen their eyes.

However, no one expected that Da Nan Jing, who was severely injured by Su Haoran's sword, suddenly disappeared.

The body cut by Su Haoran turned into a strip of cracked cloth.

Swish!

Immediately afterwards, Da Nanjing actually appeared from Su Haoran's left side, and the snow-bright sword slashed towards Su Haoran's neck, "Boy, you can feel honored to die under the Hezhen Sect's unique skills of three-body and one-sword flow."

The sword flashed by, and blood appeared.

The people in the Wushu Association were full of fear, and the changes in the situation on the round platform were simply unacceptable.

But!

Su Haoran's voice actually sounded behind Da Nanjing, "I can do it with three bodies and one sword."

puff!

At the same time, the Qingjiaoxiong sword pierced Da Nanjing's back heart, and the blood-stained sword tip emerged from his chest, and passed through a piece of sleeve fabric.

No, it's not one piece of fabric, it's two pieces!

Da Nanjing was not really killed. His real body appeared three meters away. Although he was not dead, a wound that was deep within his back and on his chest appeared, and blood had dyed half of his body red.

call!

Seeing this scene, everyone from the Wushu Association breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"It's so weird. Three bodies and one sword flow is ninjutsu. I didn't expect Mr. Su to do it."

"So what about ninjutsu? Ninjutsu is just derived from some advanced martial arts in ancient Chinese martial arts. Mr. Su would be normal."

"Win, this can win."

The people from the Wushu Association were relaxed, but the people from the Dongyang Wushu Visiting China Group were not calm.

"Mr. Danan, we won't fight anymore, let's admit defeat!" Tanaka Jianye jumped to the roundabout and supported Danan Jing.

"Master, it's not embarrassing to lose the competition. You really can't fight anymore." A tall and thin young man also jumped onto the roundabout.

There was also a young man holding a sword in both hands, jumped onto the round platform, blocked in front of Da Nanjing, and pointed at Su Haoran, "I am willing to fight on behalf of the army. Su Haoran, I will fight you."

Su Haoran said calmly: "Dan Nanjing, if I swing another sword, it will be a killer move to take my life. Do you want your disciples to stand in front of you and die for you?"

Another question of heart-wrenching.

If Da Nanjing lets the people around him go away, he will face Su Haoran's killer moves.

If he doesn't want to face Su Haoran directly, he has to let his disciples die for him. If he returns to the East in the future, how can he still be in the Eastern martial arts world?

Su Haoran gave Da Nanjing three seconds, but unfortunately, Da Nanjing's eyes flashed and he didn't reply.

Why!

Su Haoran sighed softly and said, "Sure enough, you are still timid when facing life and death. No wonder your sword intent is impure, because you don't have the heart of sword. I will use another sword in the end, and life and death depend on your life and death."

While speaking, Su Haoran turned around and waved his sword.

The first move of the Red Lotus Sword Art, karma fire produces lotus!

This time, Su Haoran used the Red Lotus Sword Technique, which was at least twice as powerful as when he first used it in the water cave in Xingjiagou.

Because he now has a deeper understanding of swordsmanship, has reached the extreme level of mortal fetus, and has also comprehended the sword intent.

The sharp sword energy spurted out, obviously invisible and colorless, but at a certain moment, everyone in the audience seemed to see an aurora that illuminated the entire third floor, causing everyone's hair to stand up, and a great fear of life and death arose in their hearts.

puff!

The sword energy dissipated, and the chest of the Eastern master who was facing Su Haoran suddenly cracked, and a gurgling of blood poured out like a fountain.

Click!

The tall and thin young man protecting Da Nan Jing's left instinctively blocked the samurai sword in his hand forward. Unfortunately, the sharp steel sword was cut off by the sword energy. Half of the blade fell on the round platform, making a crisp sound.

Tanaka Jianye, who had been holding Da Nan Jing, was dragged in front of him by Da Nan Jing and treated it as a sword blocker.

As a result, Tanaka Jianye's back was also penetrated by sword energy. Not only did he continue to flow from behind, but blood also oozed out of the corners of his mouth.

"It's shameful that a famous kendo master actually used his companions to block the sword!" Yang Tianyi cursed angrily.

Li Song also showed disdain and cursed without hesitation: "Danan Jing, the spirit of warriors advocated by you Eastern warriors has been completely defiled by you. You are not worthy of being called a warrior anymore."

snort!

Dong Shiyu banned his tall little nose and said angrily: "The despicable guy lost his martial arts and his character."

Plop, plop!
To be continued...