Chapter 225 Golden Kendo!

"What a broken sword, hahaha!"

Jin Ziyang muttered to himself, his eyes were blank but blank, and then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. He let the blood on his left shoulder sprinkle wildly and arrogantly, as if he fell into madness.

"It's over. This guy can't stand the blow. It's crazy!" Ye Han shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly with a wry smile.

"Well, I feel the same way!" Shen Kuang looked at Jin Ziyang seriously for a long time, and then nodded seriously with a solemn face.

"Shut up, you two!" Xuanfeng was furious, and Jin Ziyang was defeated, which made it difficult for him to accept. Now these two guys are still chirring in his ears and upset that they can't wait to slap him to death.

"Hey, Xuanfeng, why is your master defeated and upset?" Liu Xufei was also rude and said, "If you don't accept it, we will continue to fight. Your master is defeated. Maybe you can get face back from me?"

The two sides are enemies, and there is no need to be polite. At this moment, the best strategy is to beat the falling dog, suppress the other party to the end, and not give him any possibility of turning over.

"Humph, you are happy too early!"

Xuanfeng snorted coldly, took a deep breath, and sneered, "It's just that you lost for a while. Do you really think Your Highness will be depressed because of this?"

As soon as this statement came out, Liu Xufei and others suddenly changed their faces. Xuanfeng was right. Even if Jin Ziyang really failed, he would not be depressed from then on. Jin Ziyang's ability to overwhelm many princes and become the first candidate for the throne. His mental means must be extremely high. If he sinks to the bottom just because of one move, then he is not Jin Zi Yang, besides--

Jin Ziyang may not be defeated. How can a generation of heroes have no cards?

Everyone's mind turned around and their faces were unpredictable. At this moment, Jin Ziyang's voice sounded in everyone's ears in an instant.

"Ye Xiaoyao, I just lost a move, but I didn't lose!"

Jin Ziyang stepped on the void, and his posture was as straight as a pine. His long sword was slowly raised, and his sword pointed to the sky. There was no gloomy in his eyes, but bloomed a dazzling light.

"I am the descendant of the Golden Kendo. Next, I will let you understand the strength of the Golden Kendo!" Jin Ziyang clicked, clenched the sword in his hand and said proudly.

"Golden Kendo?" Ye Qingyan frowned slightly, and a sharpness flashed in his eyes. He muttered, "Is it the legendary - extreme gold kendo?"

There are tens of millions of swordsmen in the world, and there are countless swordsmen. Since ancient times, there have been many peak swordsmen, and even the strongest swordsmen have created their own swordsmanship with their own swords as the cornerstone!

According to legend, the six strongest kendo have inherited from the strongest kendo, sword emperor kendo, sword demon kendo, sword saint kendo, sword god kendo... These six swordsendo, even in ancient times, were also comparable to the gods and demons, and their prestige once shocked the ancient times, resounded through the nine heavens and ten earth, and no one dared to underestimate them!

Jijin Kendo is also a kind of quite horrible kendo. It is said that Jijin Kendo was created by a quite strong kendo master of the Jin family of the Tianjin Empire. There is no way to know which era the strongest person existed, but the only thing that can be sure is that he must exist after the war between gods and demons.

His name is the Golden Sword!

Named after himself as a kendo, which shows this person's conceit!

Of course, he also had conceited capital. It is said that in that era, the golden sword swept the sky with one sword, and even overwhelmed the six major kendo, becoming the first person in kendo at that time, enjoying endless glory.

In the end, he even broke the void with a sword, opened the door of the closed endless years, broke through the void, and entered another world. Since then, his invincible kendo myth has spread on the five elements continent!

However, since then, there has been no more amazing descendants of Jijin Kendo, and it has gradually fallen on the mainland. Even many people have forgotten the name that once deterred the world.

"Are you the descendant of Golden Kendo?" Ye Qingyan suddenly said, "After endless years, Jijin Kendo finally has an excellent heir. With you in this continent, you will not be lonely after all!"

"Oh? It seems that you have also heard of the legend of extreme gold kendo. Aren't you afraid? Jin Ziyang is interested.

"Why are you afraid?" Ye Qingyan smiled.

"The golden kendo used to suppress the six strongest kendo in the world. Now you are also the sword emperor and the sword demon. Aren't you afraid?" Jin Ziyang smiled and said that he was clear about the legend of Jijin Kendo, but he was a little puzzled about Ye Qingyan's performance.

"In this world, there has never been an invincible kendo, only invincible people!"

Ye Qingyan carried his hands on his back and his eyes were deep. His eyes swept through the void and said lightly, "The reason why the Taoist ancestor of the extreme gold swordsman in those years could defeat the six swords and become the first swordsman between heaven and earth was not that the extreme swordsman was strong enough, but that he was strong enough!"

It's not that the swordsmanship is strong enough, but that the swordsman is strong enough!

In fact, in Ye Qingyan's heart, hundreds of swordsmanships have their own advantages and disadvantages. If you say which is stronger or weaker, it is too arbitrary. The reason also depends on the person who uses the sword.

"I never thought there was the best kendo in the world!"

Ye Qingyan said lightly, "The six swordsmanship is not, nor is the golden swordsmanship either!"

"What is that?" Jin Ziyang frowned slightly.

"Only the sword in my hand!" Ye Qingyan said proudly, "One day, I want to understand the swords in the world one by one and finally achieve the strongest sword in my hand!"

"Oh?" Hearing Ye Qingyan's words, Jin Ziyang nodded slightly, and then pondered for a long time, "I agree with what you said!"

"Your ambition is higher than the sky, but I also have a great ambition!"

Jin Ziyang flashed and laughed proudly, "Ye Xiaoyao, let's compare with a sword!"

"Good!" Ye Qingyan nodded.

"Retake the king's last move, Golden Sword!"

The last sword is also the strongest sword!

Jin Ziyang stood proudly in the void, and his body was full of momentum against the storm. It was terrible. The long sword in his hand bloomed with a dazzling purple gold light and split it into the sky.

A sword is split, and the light shines in the world!

This sword is like the first ray of glory in the world, deep, vast and strong!

The golden sword is pure gold sword. What it cultivates is the most strong sword, and what it is cut out is invincible!

"Sword Emperor's Secret, Emperor's Sword!"

Ye Qingyan chopped off with a sword, and the spirit of the reckless imperial road was vast and empty. Ye Qingyan held a purple sword, and the powerful imperial spirit set off Ye Qingyan like an emperor of the world, and his greatness was inviolable!

This sword is a sword move that Ye Qingyan understood according to the sword emperor's formula, called: Huangji Sword!

The sword emperor's secret is originally the imperial martial arts, and Ye Qingyan is also the prince of a country. Naturally, it is not difficult to practice. Now according to the sword emperor's secret, he has understood two swordsmanship, one sword breaks through the vastness and the imperial sword!

The latest understanding of the imperial sword can be said to be his strongest trick so far!

"Boom!"

At the extreme of lightning, two shocking swords collided like lightning and roared in the void.

In full view of the public, the two figures retreated like lightning, and finally fell into the void and fell to the ground.

"Who won, Ye Xiaoyao or Jin Ziyang?"

"Jin Ziyang, look at the way he doesn't want to get hurt!"

"Ye Xiaoyao has blood on the corners of his mouth, and it seems that he is really hurt!"

......

"Wow!"

In the whisper of both sides, the proud Jin Ziyang spit out a big mouthful of blood, and his body was shaking, and he was about to fall to the ground. At this time, Xuanfeng's figure flashed and held him to avoid falling down.

"Ye Xiaoyao, you won!" Jin Ziyang shook off Xuanfeng and stood with a sword. His posture was still straight. He stared at Ye Qingyan, but there was a faint bitterness at the corners of his mouth.

"No, I didn't win, it can only be regarded as a draw!" Ye Qingyan knelt on one knee, held the sword in his right hand, stretched out a finger, gently wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and shook his head.

"Ha ha, Ye Xiaoyao, do you think I can't afford to lose?"

Jin Ziyang said proudly, "If it hadn't been at the last moment, you would have tried your best, even hurt, and moved the trajectory of the sword, and the Zixiao sword would have penetrated my heart. At that time, I will definitely die!"

"At the last moment, you don't even have to be devoured, and you have to remove the tip of the sword. I will show you my favor!"

Jin Ziyang held his sword, stared at Ye Qingyan, and said lightly, "This time I did lose a move, but only this time!"