Chapter 896 Face on

Zhang Yang's words caused a subtle fluctuation in Jin Douluo's mind. This subtle fluctuation was immediately reflected in his sword moves. Ordinary people may not see this subtle change to the extreme, but in the eyes of Zhang Daguan, Jin Douluo's sword moves had a great flaw, Zhang Yang's body suddenly changed, from Successfully break through the encirclement.

It's a pity that Jin Douluo's mind was still affected after all, otherwise it would be impossible for Zhang Yang to escape from his kind of heavy rain. Jin Douluo looked too highly of this sad swordsmanship, but underestimated the energy of Zhang Daguan.

Zhang Yang stood not far away, shook his head and said, "Your move still lacks fire. There is a move, but it's a pity that the internal power is not the right way. The internal force of your practice is too strong, but this swordsmanship is feminine, as if forcing a big man to get an embroidery needle. Even if something is

Jin Douluo was not angry and smiled and said, "Then how do you look at my embroidery?" The tip of the sword shook, and the sword moves went endlessly like the Yangtze River, and the moves were unpredictable.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to fight back. He still used the terrain of the practice room to avoid the attack of Jin Douluo around the column. The sword in Jin Douluo's hand stabbed into the column, stabbing the column in front of him like a honeycomb.

Zhang Yang saw that Jin Douluo's sad and bitter rain swordsmanship is not complete. It seems that there are still many omissions in the process of Jin Yuwu's swordsmanship inheritance. Zhang Guanren is well aware of the momentum in the battle. He broke off the two swords of Jin Douluo one after another, forcing him to take out the sword at the bottom of the box, and also used the most secret sword moves. However, these inventory at the bottom of the box of Jin Douluo are not unusual for Zhang Guanren. He has long been clear about the sad wind and bitter rain swordsmanship. What can make him interested is the ancient sword in Jin Douluo's hand.

Jin Douluo said, "What's the escape? It's just a fight!" The mentality of the two has obviously changed, and now it has become Jin Douluo's exciting method against Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang said, "The way of martial arts pays attention to the balance of attack and defense. There is no truth that only attack but not defend, and there is no truth that only defend but not attack. I take the defensive now in order to consume your internal strength. When your internal strength declines, it is the time when I counterattack and defend." This t.m. was frank enough to tell Jin Douluo what he thought.

Jin Douluo listened to it, and his heart was angry and funny. This boy was really arrogant, but he did have a reason to be arrogant.

Jin Douluo said, "Well, I'll wait for you to counterattack!"

Zhang Yang stepped back two steps in a row. His hand stretched out to the side, and a bamboo sword hanging not far away flew to him. Zhang Daguan held the sword in his hand and smiled, "Well, it's impolite to come and go. You chased me for so long. If I don't fight back, wouldn't it be The bamboo sword suddenly handed forward, and a wisp of sword spirit pierced the void first.

The blood-drinking sword in Jin Douluo's hand was woven into a sword net in front of him, and the open sword spirit hit the sword net and sent out waves! With a muffled sound, Jin Douluo's arms were shocked, and his breath was suffocated. Compared with the pressure brought to him by the hard confrontation, Jin Douluo's heart was even more shocked. Zhang Yang seemed to attack with a bamboo sword, but in fact, the attack was a qualitative and invisible sword spirit. The bamboo sword was just a prop

Jin Douluo couldn't help but feel sad. He asked himself that there were few people in the world, but he still couldn't get rid of the realm of using swords, and Zhang Yang's cultivation in kendo had actually surpassed him.

Jin Douluo shouted angrily, and the most mysterious move in the sad wind and bitter rain sword was used. Zhang Yang recognized this move, which was the sad wind and bitter rain. In the generation of Jin Douluo, he gave this move an elegant name. The cold rain entered Wu at night, and the sword was like a sad wind and bitter rain, which lasted

The bamboo sword in Zhang Yang's hand also shook and buzzed! With a low sound, he unexpectedly greeted the blood-drinking sword in Jin Douluo's hand with the same move. The two swords kept staggering in the void, and the crackling sound was endless. The blood-drinking sword cut iron like mud, and collided with the bamboo sword more than a hundred times in the air in a short time, but the Love, he wished to cut off the bamboo sword in Zhang Yang's hand with one sword, but Zhang Yang's control of the bamboo sword has reached the level at will. Every time the weapons intersect, he skillfully avoids the edge of drinking blood. Although the blood drinking is extremely sharp, every time he hits the bamboo sword is the body of the sword. How Jin Douluo's strongest move still could not repel Zhang Yang. What shocked him was that Zhang Yang actually used the same sword move to deal with his attack. At this time, Jin Douluo was already disheartened. He also understood that if Zhang Yang really wanted to do his best, he would have been defeated. After this type of sword move, he was not willing to continue The mind stood still in place.

Seeing that Jin Douluo no longer attacked, Zhang Yang also withdrew two steps and stood opposite him. Although Zhang Daguanren said a lot, he still reserved enough face for Jin Douluo when he really fought. After all, this is South Korea. He doesn't want to take over the bridge with Jin Douluo because of the martial arts competition. Today's victory and loss is meaningless to him.

The blood-drinking sword in Jin Dou Luo Wang's hand, the sword name is to drink blood, and there is no blood, but today it seems to be an exception. Jin Douluo sighed and said, "That's all!" Raise your right hand and throw the blood-drinking sword in your hand to the upper beam.

The blood-drinking sword was inserted into the beam, and the body of the sword trembled and made a buzzing sound.

At this time, I suddenly heard a cold voice and said, "You are not good at learning, but you are angry about drinking blood swords. It's ridiculous!"

Zhang Daguan couldn't help but have a headache when he heard this voice. Although he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, it was judged from the voice that it was Wen Ling.

Wen Ling stood on the beam, and the blood-drinking sword had fallen into her hands. What she had just said was Korean. Jin Douluo heard it clearly, but Zhang Daguanren heard her speak Korean for the first time. Anyway, he couldn't hear anything wrong with it. He felt that Wen Ling spoke Korean more standard than Korean.

When Jin Douluo saw that the blood-drinking sword fell into the hands of this strange woman, he suddenly became nervous. The meaning of this blood-drinking sword to him was not small. At some level, it was equivalent to the token of the head. He roared, "Give me back!"

Wen Ling snorted coldly, her body flew down from the air, the blood-drinking sword in her hand shook, and the rain of swords all over the sky poured down to Jin Douluo.

Zhang Yang shouted that it was not good. It was too late to come forward to help Jin Douluo, but he saw that there were more than a dozen sword marks on Jin Douluo's shoulder and arm, and the blood penetrated from the sword marks, but fortunately, it did not hurt the point. It seemed that Wen Ling had mercy when she started.

Zhang Yang waved his bamboo sword and also attacked her with the sad wind and bitter rain swordsmanship. In the face of this martial arts and his sister in Bozhong, of course, Zhang Yang would not show mercy. Both of them used the sad wind and bitter rain swordsmanship. For a while, in the practice room, you came Together.

Jin Douluo saw that both of them used their own swordsmanship, but the subtlety of the moves was much better than his own. Seeing such a scene, Jin Douluo's face was difficult to see the extreme. His whole person was discouraged. Zhang Yang and Wen Ling were so young. Their martial arts have been perfected. As the saying goes, there Only now did Jin Douluo understand that Zhang Yang did not show his real strength at all just now.

In the fierce fight, I suddenly heard it! With a sound, the bamboo sword in Zhang Yang's hand was cut into two pieces by Wen Ling. At the same time, Zhang Yang's palm also hit Wen Ling's shoulder.

Wen Ling stepped back a few steps in a row. She shook her head and said, "Farewell to each other for three days. Zhang Yang, have you practiced the Mahayana decision?"

Mr. Zhang is used to pretending to be stupid: "I don't understand what you're talking about?"

Wen Ling sneered and said, "I'll write down today's palm first." After saying this, she flew into the rear window, opened the window, and flew like a big bird to the dense forest in the distance of the Sword Pavilion.

Jin Douluo roared, "Where are you going?" He is the blood-drinking sword that loves him. When he chased to the window and looked out, he could not find Wen Ling's shadow. Leaving aside Wen Ling's swordsmanship, her light skill alone has made him out of reach.

Zhang Yang came to Jin Douluo's side, looked out of the window, and whispered, "Forget it! Don't chase the poor!"

Jin Douluo said angrily, "But she stole my sword!"

Zhang Guanren looked at Jin Douluo, who was covered with blood stains, and smiled secretly in his heart. This blood-drinking sword really lived up to its reputation. He had to suck the blood of Jin Douluo for a long time. In fact, Wen Ling obviously showed mercy just now. If Wen Ling wanted to kill Jin Douluo, Jin Douluo had become a dead body at this time.

Zhang Yang said, "Does it matter if your injury?"

Jin Douluo shook his head. What he suffered was only some skin injuries, which did not hurt his muscles and bones. Today, he suffered two setbacks in a row. For Jin Douluo, the physical trauma was secondary, and his inner frustration and depression were the greatest in his life.

Zhang Yang took out a jade bottle from his arms, which contained gold in it. This guy had been prepared for a long time. Of course, he was not ready to give it to himself. He had considerable confidence in himself. Before he came here, he knew that even if someone was injured today, the injured person would never be himself.

Jin Douluo did not refuse his kindness. Zhang Yang helped him treat the wound. Jin Douluo changed into a new practice suit. The style of his practice suit is exactly the same. If you don't look carefully, you really can't see it.

Jin Douluo's old face was full of frustrated. Originally, he asked Zhang Yang to come to the four-story practice room to fight alone to save his wife Cui Xianzhu, but now when he thinks about it, he has foresight, otherwise he would have lost his face today.