Chapter 895 Sword Pavilion Next

Jin Douluo saw through Zhang Yang's intention to provoke him, and said with an indifferent smile, "... Do you think there is only one Chinese martial arts in the world?" He stood up and rushed to Zhang Yang with a strong momentum.

Zhang Yang said with a smile, "In my opinion, Korean martial arts is only a branch of Chinese martial arts, which has no doubt."

Jin Douluo said, "The biggest characteristic of the Chinese people is that they like to talk about the glorious achievements of their ancestors all day long."

Zhang Yang said, "That's much better than posing on the performance of other people's ancestors!" Jin Douluo made an invitation.

Zhang Yang said, "It's up to you. Since this is the Sword Pavilion, Mr. Jin's swordsmanship must be good. If you are not talented, you dare to learn one or two." Jin Douluo was a little angry by this man's arrogance, but he soon calmed down the emotional waves. The most important thing for the master competition was the psychological struggle. Before the fight, the psychological fight between each other had begun first. As soon as Zhang Yang entered the practice room, he deliberately aroused Jin Douluo's anger. In order to stimulate a person's attack power, it can also make a person lose his mind.

Jin Douluo obviously did not have a trap to show off. He smiled indifferently and said, "It's better to obey than to respect!"

He quietly stepped back two steps between words.

Zhang Yang found that Jin Douluo was indeed not simple. He invited himself to fight without an audience, first of all, in order to be able to concentrate on this decisive battle. If others were present, Jin Douluo would not have given up two steps at the beginning.

These two steps seem ordinary. In fact, Jin Douluo is preparing for drawing the sword. The distance between using the sword and using the fist is different. Although it is only a simple truth, from then on, it can be seen that Jin Douluo takes every detail seriously, and he does not think highly of himself. Even in the face of the young descendant Zhang Yang, There is any airs to speak of.

Jin Douluo said, "Here are 571 swords. You can choose any one."

Zhang Guanren put his hands behind him, and he was still the heartless smile, but what he said could make people angry: "You don't need to draw your sword!"

No matter how good Jin Douluo's self-restraint is, he can't help but be a little annoyed. This man is really ignorant of Mount Tai. He is so arrogant that he doesn't know the depth of heaven and earth. Jin Douluo nodded slowly and said, "Okay, go ahead!" He paused slightly on his right foot, and the long sword on the sword rack behind the right soared into the air.

Jin Douluo didn't even look at it. His right hand stretched out and held the hilt of the sword firmly. His left hand then fell on the hilt of the sword. He raised the sword with both hands and slowly drooped and his body became 90 degrees, and the scabbard pointed to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Yes, Master Jin really lives up to his reputation!"

Jin Douluo smiled and said, "Take over!" The strong internal force is concentrated on the body of the sword, and only the buzz is heard! With a sound, the scabbard flew out of the body of the sword, just like a strong bow and a crossbow. The distance between Zhang Yang and Jin Douluo was only three meters. At such a close distance, the instant kung fu scabbard had rushed to his face.

Zhang Yang did not dodge or avoid it. He raised his right hand and actually clamped the scabbard shot by Jin Douluo's internal force with two fingers, and the scabbard was forcibly stopped by his fingers.

As soon as the connoisseo takes action, he knows whether he has it or not. Zhang Yang's first move has proved that his arrogance and support just now are by no reason. Jin Douluo uses a bamboo sword. His swordsmanship is not flashy and pays attention to practical effect. The moment the scabbard The bamboo sword has chased the wind and stabbed Zhang Yang's chest like lightning.

The bamboo sword broke through the air and made a sharp roar. Zhang's official was used to the wind and waves, and he did not dare to be too big. He took a step back and grabbed the hilt of the sword to meet the bamboo sword.

The scabbard covered the tip of the bamboo sword, but the bamboo sword continued to move forward. The strong internal strength around the bamboo sword cracked the scabbard, and the scabbard was blown into countless pieces, which could not stop the bamboo sword from moving forward. In an instant, the bamboo sword was only three inches away from Zhang Yang's throat.

Zhang Daguanren smiled and praised: "Good swordsmanship"... It is still the same move, but this time his right finger clamped the sword body of the bamboo sword.

The sword stabbed by Jin Douluo with all his strength stopped between his flamboyant fingers and could no longer move forward.

Zhang Yang said, "Master Jin looks down on me? How dare you deal with me with a toy sword?" As he spoke, his fingers were slightly forceful, with a click, and the bamboo sword was folded into two pieces by him. At the same time, he took a step back and dodged the back hand of Jin Douluo.

Jin Douluo held only half of the bee sword, and his face became extremely heavy.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Come again!" Without saying a word, Jin Douluo jumped up in the air and grabbed an ancient sword hanging on Fang sorghum with both hands. The ancient sword came out of its sheath, and the coldness of the sword enveloped the whole room. After Jin Douluo got the sword, he swooped down from the air. The whole person and the ancient sword integrated into this ancient sword, synthesized an indestructible sword, and cut it down at Zhang Yang. If the first sword Jin Douluo chose With all his strength, Zhang Yang has shown his real strength in the fight just now. Jin Douluo understands that if he does not do his best today, not only can he not defeat Zhang Yang, but he is likely to be defeated by him.

When Zhang Daguan saw Jin Douluo swooped down from the air, he expressed his admiration from the bottom of his heart. Jin Douluo's swordsmanship has indeed been cultivated to the realm of the unity of human swords. From his point of view, he can't see the flaw of Jin Douluo's move. However, After that, his understanding of martial arts has been further advanced. The most mysterious part of the Mahayana formula is to use the environment. Of course, Zhang Daguan knows how to avoid his edge. There are twelve columns in the practice room on the fourth floor of the Sword Pavilion. When Jin Douluo launched an attack, Zhang Yang had already dodged behind a column.

The blade of the sword was cut diagonally from the column, and the column was cut off from the middle, and it was still cut down at full speed to the flamboyant body. The flam was so fast that it had flashed behind the second column. The sword spirit was like a shadow, cutting off the second column. Instead of attenuation, After crossing, Zhang Daguan dodged the blow, and then hid behind the third column.

The golden Douluo sword moves changed and turned into a thorn. The ancient sword penetrated the porch pillar, and the sword blade went straight to the Zhang Yang's throat. The wood chips on the corridor column were blown up by the sword gas, and countless wood chips of different sizes shot at the Zhang Yang's face.

Zhang Yang waved his right hand, swept all the sawwood chips to the ground, and then split his palm on the side of the ancient sword. With a thud, the broken tip of the sword fell vertically to the ground, and there was only a half-cut sword left in Jin Douluo's hand.

Zhang Daguanren still smiled so happily. This smiling face was extremely annoying in Jin Douluo's eyes. He wished to take a bite on his face, but he heard Zhang Yang, "Master Jin, your swordsmanship is really good, but it's a pity that you really don't have a good sword for a foil!"

Jin Douluo threw the half-cut sword on the ground, looked at Zhang Yang calmly and said, "Good kung fu!

It's just your adaptability, and few people in the world can compare with it.

"Master Jin is flattered! Why don't we stop here for today and make peace? I don't know what you think?"

Jin Douluo said indifferently, "There is no turning back. Since you take action, you must talk about winning or losing. If you think my sword is not good, then I can only take out another good sword worthy of you!" Zhang Yang nodded with a smile and said, "Well, I'll wait!"

Jin Douluo walked slowly to the south. At this time, Zhang Yang noticed that there was a table in the south of the practice room, and there was a portrait on the table. Because Zhang Yang handed over with Jin Douluo just after he came in, so he did not pay attention to who was on the portrait?

Jin Douluo knelt down in front of the portrait, worshiped three times respectfully, and whispered, "Master, I'm not talented. I'm going to borrow a sword!" After saying this, he stood up again, came to the master's scroll, twisted the scroll, and slowly pulled out an ancient sword from under the scroll. The ancient sword was wrapped in black cloth, which seemed to be only four feet long. Jin Douluo held the sword in both hands and bowed to the portrait. Then he turned around and looked at Zhang Yang and said, " It has a history of 1,300 years. Once it comes out of the sheath, there must be blood.

Zhang Yang sighed, "The name is a good name, but it's just a little tragic." Jin Douluo said, "The swordsmanship that is commensurate with it is even more tragic!" He slowly untied the black cloth wrapped around the body of the sword, held the hilt of the sword, and slowly pulled out the scabbard of the blood-drinking sword. The body of the sword was only half exposed, and the forcing cold had spread to the whole room. Jin Douluo pulled out the blood-drinking sword. The body of the sword was

Zhang Yang has never seen such a strange weapon. This sword is more like a Western sword. Zhang Yang stared at the sword with great interest: "The ancient is for the present, and the foreign is for the middle. Master Jin is quite able to keep up with the trend of the times." After saying that, it occurred to me that it should be used for foreign use.

Jin Douluo said calmly, "Take over!" The arm trembled slightly, and the thin sword shook a sword in the void, and then turned into two or three, and then kept spreading. When attacking in front of Zhang Yang, it turned into tens of millions of cold swords covering Zhang Yang's whole body.

At the moment when Zhang Daguan took action in Jin Douluo, he had already seen that this set of swordsmanship was the sad wind and bitter rain sword of Jin Yushu. As early as the Xiangshan Beiyuan, Zhang Yang learned about this set of swordsmanship from the rubbings, from which it can be inferred that Jin Douluo's martial

Zhang Yang laughed and said, "The sad wind and bitter rain sword! I didn't expect that the swordsmanship of Jin Yuyu could be passed down to this day!" Zhang Yang's words shocked Jin Douluo's heart. The sad wind and bitter rain sword is the secret of his family. It has always been a master and apprentice. Since he learned it, he has not used it for anyone. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang saw through his swordsmanship at a glance!