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Text_Chapter 639: The Mad Miyamoto Musashi

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Tang Long kicked the Tiancongyun Sword on the ground out.

Before Miyamoto Rukawa could react, he had been nailed to the pillar behind him by the Tiancongyun Sword.

puff.

Miyamoto Rukawa spitted blood and pointed at Tang Long and said, "You...you!"

Before Miyamoto Rukawa finished speaking, his neck tilted and he died.

Looking at Miyamoto Rukawa who was stabbed on the pillar by the Tiancongyun Sword, Miyamoto Sword roared angrily: "Tang Long, I am incompatible with you!"

"There is no match for the situation?"

Tang Long narrowed his eyes and sneered: "It depends on whether you can survive."

As he said that, Tang Long raised his foot and stepped on Miyamoto's chest. At this moment, a silver sword shot over and stabbed Xia Qianhan in Tang Long's arms.

"Who?!"

Tang Long hugged Xia Qianhan and hurriedly retreated.

Puchi!

A crack sound came out, and the silver sword trembled into the ground.

Looking at the silver sword swaying on the ground, Tang Long's face changed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Lu Daoyang!"

"Haha, congratulations, you've answered correctly!"

While speaking, a man in a white Taoist robe jumped from the upper floor. At the moment he landed on the ground, he pulled out the Tiancongyun sword that was pierced on Miyamoto Rukawa's chest.

When Lu Daoyang pulled out the Tiancongyun Sword, there was not even a drop of blood on the sword.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Lu Daoyang waved the Tiancongyun Sword and said with contempt.

Tang Long pushed Xia Qianhan away, squinted his eyes and said, "Lu Daoyang, your ribs on your chest have been broken by the old man. How dare you be so arrogant?"

"Haha, I only need 10% of my strength to deal with an ant like you."

Lu Daoyang held the Tiancongyun Sword in his hand and stabbed Tang Long fiercely.

Tang Long also pulled up the silver sword on the ground and rushed towards Lu Daoyang.

Bang bang bang.

As muffled sounds came out, the two of them clashed together.

Although Lu Daoyang's sword skills are sophisticated, every sword he has seen is seen by Tang Long.

With the assistance of the perspective eye, Tang Long could even see the trajectory of Lu Daoyang's sword technique.

brush!

brush!

Tang Long kept dodging, and every time he savages the killing of the Tiancongyun Sword.

Click!

Click!

A series of cracks came out, and many cracks were cut by the Tiancongyun Sword.

It is truly worthy of being the number one magic sword in the East. Its sharpness is no less than that of the Zhanlu sword. No wonder the Miyamoto family cares so much.

Lu Daoyang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Boy, it seems that I underestimated you. Well, today I will let you see my Lu Daoyang's unique skill in becoming famous, and the shadowless three consecutive kills!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Almost at the same time, the imperial concubine, Su Qingli and Tie Kexin fired, and armor-piercing bombs were shot out one by one, but they were all bounced off by Lu Daoyang's Tiancongyun Sword.

For Lu Daoyang, the so-called armor-piercing bombs posed no threat to him at all.

"Tang Long, your good luck has come to this!"

Suddenly, Lu Daoyang rushed up with his sword swing, and saw that he drew his sword very fast, and sword shadows fell down one by one, as if three swords were slashing down at the same time.

This is Lu Daoyang's unique skill in becoming famous, with three consecutive kills without shadows!

In Lu Daoyang's memory, few people can stop his shadowless three consecutive slashes.

Unfortunately, Lu Daoyang miscalculated again.

"Breaking Sword Style!"

Suddenly, Tang Long raised the silver sword in his hand and stabbed Lu Daoyang in a tricky posture.

Lu Daoyang's face changed drastically and he said tremblingly: "This... what kind of sword technique is this?"

"Kill your sword technique!" Tang Long shouted.

Looking at the silver sword that suddenly fell, Lu Daoyang had to retreat. However, before he could take a few steps, Tang Long changed his sword move again, and he was so sharp that he picked up. With a "puff" sound, Lu Daoyang's left eye was scratched by the silver sword, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"Ah, Tang Long, wait for me!" Lu Daoyang lifted the Miyamoto Sword on the ground and jumped out of the window.

After Lu Daoyang left with Miyamoto's Sword, Tang Long breathed a sigh of relief.

He is really worthy of being Lu Daoyang, and his swordsmanship is really clever.

Fortunately, Lu Daoyang was injured by Wen Renzhan before, otherwise Tang Long would have absolutely no chance of living.

"Tang Long, are you okay?" Su Qingli rushed over with a whip, looking worried.

Tang Long grinned and said, "What can I do?"

call.

The imperial concubine also breathed a sigh of relief and said indifferently: "It's fine."

"Oh, it's bad now. Miyamoto Musashi has the Tiancongyun Sword, so it's probably not that easy to lose." Tie Kexin said with regret on the side.

Tang Long frowned and said, "What? Is this Miyamoto Musashi very powerful?"

"No, how can it be amazing? He is one of the five great sword masters in the East and the oldest. During the War of Resistance Against Japan, he captured a large number of martial arts masters and forced them to write their own martial arts skills, so Miyamoto Musashi's martial arts are very powerful."

Tie Kexin rolled her eyes at Tang Long, and then said, "That's why Miyamoto Musashi dared to be so arrogant and dared to threaten to challenge the two masters of the God List Wenren Zhan and Baidi."

No wonder Miyamoto Musashi was so arrogant.

Indeed, Miyamoto Musashi has practiced a lot of martial arts and can also use it with one mind.

With Tiancongyun sword in hand, maybe he can really defeat Baidi and Wenren.

At this time, Lu Daoyang was treating the wound in the Erdaoliu Martial Arts Hall. His right hand was covered in blood, and he tightly held the hilt of the Tiancongyun Sword.

"Tang Long, I, Lu Daoyang, will kill you in this life!" Lu Daoyang said gritting his teeth.

Miyamoto Musashi, who was standing by, frowned slightly, "Miyamoto Sword, you really disappointed me so much. Why didn't you say hello to me in advance? Even if Wen Renzhan cannot use his internal energy, it would be a good thing if he wants to kill you. You don't know how scary the Danjin master is."

"Father, I was wrong. I would like to ask my father to punish me." Miyamoto Kan Ken said half-kneeling on the ground and regretfully.

Miyamoto Musashi said indifferently: "After the duel tomorrow, you can commit suicide by septum!"

"Father, you...!" Miyamoto's Sword said with a trembling voice.

Miyamoto Musashi said with his hands behind his back: "The weak are not qualified to live in this world, and your life will only bring humiliation to my Miyamoto family!"

While speaking, Miyamoto Musashi had pulled out the Tiancongyun sword that was stuck on the ground and slashed hard at the sofa in the villa. With a "bang", the sofa cracked from the middle, and even the red carpet was shattered by the sword energy shot out by the Tiancongyun sword.

Looking at the falling red carpet pieces, Miyamoto Musashi slowly looked up and said, "Baidi, Wenren Zhan, tomorrow is your death!"

"Mr. Miyamoto, I'm afraid I can't go with you tomorrow." Lu Daoyang, who was sitting on the sofa, said with gauze covering his right eye.

Miyamoto Musashi put away his sword and said indifferently: "You can't go even if you want to, because if you go, it will only become a burden to me, Miyamoto Musashi!"
Chapter completed!
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