Chapter 1382 one sword, second kill! (1/2)

”Lost, who lost?”

Xue Xiong, Li Yaoxing and Zhen Yulan, three of them, were named as the supreme, and asked at the same time.

They kept their eyes fixed on the screen. At this moment, the time seemed to be at a standstill, and every second passed very slowly.

Even Zhen Yulan is a little anxious and can't wait to know the result.

Why does Moyuan look pale?

Why does Moyuan tremble?

Because he saw, saw a level that he could never touch!

Kendo, can it reach this level?

I am the sword, the sword is me!

What's the point? How old is he?

His realm is only nirvana!

Compared with him, his understanding and research of Kendo all these years have come to dogs!

There's no comparison!

It's beyond my reach!

Mo yuan was so excited that he stood up straight away. His lips trembled and he kept repeating: ”this Is it the top of Kendo? I can't understand it. I can't even learn anything from it, because I can't understand it! I can't understand the way he did it! What's going on? After all... It is... Why... What's going on! ”

”Why, say it!”

Zhen Yulan looks anxious. She is not as calm as Li Yaoxing.

But actually, Li Yaoxing's back is all wet.

I have lived for more than ten thousand years. I haven't seen any big waves before. I am so nervous. It will make people laugh when it comes out.

I am one of the four masters of Taicang. The oldest title is supreme!

But in fact, he couldn't stop wanting to know the result.

It's too slow.

The pictures projected from the big screen are too slow!

He can't wait to know the result.

”Lost, not in the same class at all.”

Mo yuan took a deep breath, raised his eyes again, and said one by one: ”this sword technique, which I have never seen in my life, let alone Duan Zehua's comparison with him, even if I play in person, it is far inferior to him in the sword way! Maybe it's only the one who existed then that can be compared with him, but it's a pity that he has disappeared for many years... ”

”Duan Zehua?”

Hearing Duan Zehua's name, Zhen Yulan was relieved.

She thought Duan Zehua had won Chu Yun.

But think about it carefully, it's not right!

What's Duan Zehua can't compare with him?

What is Moyuan playing in person is far worse than him?

Far less than him?

Who is he?

Who is it!

Who else can it be!

Zhen Yulan was shocked and stood up abruptly. Mei Mou looked at the curtain in horror, only to see the final result finally showed. The sword gas volatilized by Chu Yun destroyed Duan Zehua's sword gas, just like torrent flowing into the pond, the huge wave pounding, all the water in the pond was squeezed out.

One touch, one break!

It's not a magnitude!

On the screen, Duan Zehua's expression is shocked. He forcibly brings up the sword of punishing heaven and blocks it in front of him.

He wants to defuse the power of this sword in such a way!

”Zheng!”

According to the loud sound, the power of terror emanated from this sword hit the heaven breaking sword and knocked Duan zehuasheng out.

No one can believe that the seemingly sharp sword contains such terrible power!

Just like a meteorite falling, who can resist it?

No one can resist!

”Click! Click! Click! ”

Duan Zehua's body broke a dozen trees in a row, which finally fell to the ground.

He still has a trace of consciousness, only to see his eyes wide, unbelievable roar: ”how can I I can't lose! ”

Then, he opened his mouth to spurt blood and passed out in a coma.

It's up to you.

See Duan Zehua eyebrow center place eleven mysterious light, gush out quickly, a drill into the eyebrow center of Chu cloud.

In this way, Chu Yun has 21 kinds of Xuanguang.

Chu Yun takes back the water moon sword, looks at Duan Zehua's body indifferently, and shakes his head.

He didn't say anything. Duan Zehua is only his competitor, not his enemy.

There is no need to kill.

I defeated him this time and destroyed all his pride.

In other words, Duan's strength is really terrible!

I thought that the suppression on Kendo could defeat Duan Zehua intact, but in fact, I was seriously injured!

”Hiss!”

Chu Yun's chest suddenly burst. A horrible mouth appeared, and the blood gushed out hard.

He reached for a touch and sealed the wound with aura, grinning with pain.

Although I defeated Duan Zehua's sword Qi, the micro sword Qi scattered last month actually hurt me, and it was not light.

If you don't have your own suppression on him, I'm afraid that after this attack, the person who falls is yourself!

Duan Zehua, really terrible, deserves to be the first in the battle of Tianjiao!

The Tianjiao of the whole Taicang war world, which can be better than his evil, shouldn't exist?

”Cough.”

Chu Yun coughed up another mouthful of blood, picked up his body and walked towards the distance.

Just then, his eyes suddenly turned, and he saw the ink white hiding in the distant jungle.

Mo Bai's body trembled, and a trace of fear flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She saw Duan Zehua defeated by Chu Yun!

If you face this sword, you will lose your life!

Although Mobai's soul is not a sword, she grew up in Mohist School and had a deep understanding of kendo.

Although she could not see the depth of Chu Yun's sword way, she could still recognize that his sword technique was much better than the sun, moon and stars sword technique inherited by her family!

To put it bluntly, it's not at the same level at all.

Seeing chuyun's eyes turn, Mobai's heart beats wildly.