"Yang Ershou, this trick is old, come again!" Lu Ziyou said.

Yang Ershu was furious when he heard this. The sword light was faster. The arrow of the string was not enough to describe Yang Ershu's rapidness at this time. He also said, "How dare you underestimate me!"

Lu Ziyou's bronze sword was already dancing gracefully, calm and peaceful. Lu Ziyou's face was even more serious, and Lu Ziyou's aura also exploded with all his strength.

But Lu Ziyou said, "This move is old, come again and show me how powerful your ten-year sword is."

Lu Ziyou was not relaxed, but Lu Ziyou couldn't wait to see the sword that had been sharpened for ten years.

Yang Ershu laughed: "You wait, wait until I have enough momentum to help you lose on the spot!"

That move is obviously different. That move requires a process of accumulating momentum, a natural venting, a rise of sword intent and an emotional catharsis!

When Lu Ziyou heard this, he knew it and shouted loudly. His whole body potential had already been released. He once again forced Yang Ershou to accumulate energy for Yang Ershou!

The two fought with all their might, and the waves suddenly leveled down for more than a dozen steps below, revealing the canopy floating above the water.

After a fight, the two people who fought in the air for several times fell steadily on the canopy of the tide.

The steps were slightly a little bit, and under the force of the tree canopy, they were all submerged into the water. Two sword lights rose again, intertwined in the air, making it difficult to distinguish you and me.

Xu Jie was very shocked. The waves were surging like flying, turning the river away. Seven or eight feet above the waves, the two of them hung in the air and fell from time to time, leveraging the force of the tree canopy floating on the water.

Even the force that scattered out can actually flatten the surge under one's body. What a mighty power?

One is sharp and the other is dancing gracefully.

"this!!!!"

"I am an immortal, but I am an immortal!"

Some scholars wrote with their pens and ink, but they were not poems, but records: In the first year of Xianning in Dahua, on the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, there were two swordsmen competing swords on the Qiantang tide, jumping 300 steps, flying from the giant wood crown, rising ten feet high, and the figures were like illusions, but the sword light flashed, and the force could suppress the tide and surge, and the fall was made to revive the wood crown, and fight endlessly.

At that time, tens of thousands of people who watched the tide were stunned and looked at it, marveling at it. They were the sword immortals. I saw it with my own eyes, using the writing of the article as a record to keep future generations!

Who is the Sword Immortal? I ask him from both sides. Lu Ziyou, Jiangning, and Yang Kan, Jiange, Shu in Jiange!

The first year of Xianning was the year name that had just changed this spring. Because Emperor Xia Qian was ill, he changed it to auspicious signs to seek good health. Xian means "all". Peaceful, peaceful and peaceful! Xianning means everything is peaceful and harmonious. Emperor Wu of Jin, Sima Yan, once used this as the year name.

Wu Boyan suddenly fell and murmured: "Brother Lu's sword dance in the past is not as powerful as today. There is really such a master in the world of Yuandao!"

There was a girl behind her, glaring at Xu Xiaodao and shouting: "My grandfather is the number one sword in the world, everyone knows it!"

Xu Xiaodao turned around and did not argue with him. He only replied: "After today, my master will be the number one sword in the world! It is also known to everyone!"

The girl Xiyu looked unhappy, turned her head and pouted, walked to the stone platform, looked at the two people in the distant river.

"Yang Ershu, where is your ten-year-old sword? If you don't come out, let's take a look at my gate dance first!" Lu Ziyou just wanted to see the sword that had accumulated momentum for ten years.

"Haha...Lu Ziyou, Yuanmenwu, come!" Yang Kan started from the tree crown again!

Lu Ziyou, Jiangning, has not been out of Yuanmenwu for ten years. Ten years ago, Yuanmenwu gave Yang Ershu. At that time, Yang Ershu was stretched in front of Yuanmenwu. Yang Sanpang suddenly rose up, and the two of them attacked together, and after 187 moves, they tied.

Did Lu Ziyou use the gate dance to fight 187 moves? Lu Ziyou, who is surrounded by danger, is already on the verge of defeat. Lu Ziyou, who is on the verge of defeat, is the most enjoyable Lu Ziyou.

Looking for defeat does not mean that Lu Ziyou really wants to lose. Win easily, Lu Ziyou feels boring. Only when you seem to be defeated but not defeated is the meaning of life and can you bring people the greatest sense of accomplishment. A thing that goes through hardships and obstacles is the ultimate success of a person!

Lu Ziyou gave two poems, which was the pleasure after victory!

The gate of the first gate of the military camp means. The sword dancing of the gate of the gate is the best of thousands of troops!

The gate dances like a wave, and the surging rivers continue to flow!

Yang Ershu, holding a sword hanging in the air, shouting: "Kill!"

Defense is not Yang Ershu's swordsmanship. The swords and fires are moving forward, fighting and fighting are Yang Ershu's attitude of taking over the Yuanmen Dance. He didn't catch it ten years ago, and today he came again, Yang Ershu did not hesitate.

On the stone platform, the big sword behind Yang Sanpang suddenly soared into the sky.

Xu Jie was suddenly shocked and shouted: "Fatty, don't worry! You go here, Ershou should regret it for life!"

Sanpang was anxious, and what was anxious about was the scene ten years ago. Yang Ershu, who was surrounded by dangers and had a faint death. Sanpang wanted to rush up to help Yang Ershu, two swords in Shu, advance and retreat together, and never defeated after the innate world!

The big sword that soared into the sky stopped in the air and suddenly shot down, sank into the stone platform in front of Sanpang, with only the hilt outside.

Sanpang suddenly turned his head, his face full of sadness, and he whistled to the sky: "I won't look at you anymore! I will fulfill you, I will fulfill you, I will fulfill you, Ershou, I will fulfill you, I will fulfill you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will express you, I will give you a fairy!”

Xu Jie turned around and looked at Yang Sanpang who kept roaring. The Duanjiang Dao who killed people without blinking, was already in tears. Xu Jie suddenly felt that he had said the wrong thing, yes, he said the wrong thing. In this world, what is more important than human beings? What is more important than life? What is more important than the people around him?

People should be selfish!

The gate danced, one sword and one sword, and another sword came, and the green light continued to flow, and there was no end...

Yang Ershu, who was running towards the bronze sword light, also stabbed one sword after another. After one sword, Lu Ziyou's figure was getting closer and closer under the Yang Ershu's sword light.

Yang Ershu howled angrily, constantly waving the sword in his hand forward, and used all his strength to get close to Lu Ziyou.

He was exhausted and roared again with his strength. With the roar, there was still force coming out. Yang Ershu wanted to take this move and then he took one move. What was Lu Ziyou in front of Yang Ershu?

Finally, the gate dance continued, and Yang Ershu could no longer enter.

Finally, Yang Ershu flew back and his body kept rolling in the air, using all his strength to land on the canopy of the tide.

The blood was dripping and trembling! Ershu felt no pain at all, stood straight and glared.

On the other hand, Lu Ziyou also exhausted his strength and fell down, still above the canopy opposite.

"Yang Ershu, where is your sword? When will it last?" Lu Ziyou asked again, and asked the Ten Years Sword.

Ershu gritted his teeth, looked up, looked at the sky, and shouted angrily: "It's ready to go!"

"Okay, come on!" Lu Ziyou shouted, his hair was already spreading and his hair was dancing with the wind.

Yang Ershou looked decisively, looked at the shore, took a deep breath, and said again: "Disciple, I will teach that move today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ershu rose up again, his body shaped like a sharp blade unsheathed. The sword was as he wanted. The man and sword were united, like a rainbow running through the sun, only forming a flash of light in an instant, like a comet slashing through the sky and shooting directly at Lu Ziyou.
Chapter completed!