omnipotent perspective

Chapter 577 Dongying Version of Dugu Nine Swords
"Hua Xia, I am my grandson Jiro!"

My grandson Jiro holds the sword in his right hand, his eyes are fierce, and murderous intent is rolling: "Ito has passed down the sword, today I will let your blood stain my sword red, let you know that Chinese martial arts are not worth mentioning at all, and praise me, Ito A sword with a reputation!"

Many Dongying warriors nodded in secret praise. Although they knew that Su Qi had defeated Yamamoto Masaobu, but after hearing my grandson Jiro's self-reported inheritance, he couldn't help but look shocked and looked forward to him.

After listening to Xiaojiao's translation, Leng Zixi raised her phoenix eyebrows, and her pretty face was full of surprise: "I didn't expect Yidong's sword style to have successors?"

Seeing that the sisters' expressions were wrong, Ming Yueyue couldn't help asking: "Sister Zixi, is it possible that Yito is very good at one-handedness? Why is my grandson Jiro so arrogant? I feel that he must not be my brother-in-law's opponent!"

"Of course he is no match for Su Qi!" Leng Zixi frowned slightly, and sighed softly, "But it's not that simple. You know what title Yidong Yidao Liujian has in Dongpu, and it's called Dongpu's version of Dugu Nine Swords."

"What, the Japanese version of Dugu Nine Swords?"

It can be regarded as having read two martial arts books, and knows that Dugu Nine Swords is a pig-foot template with great kung fu. Xiaojiao Mingyue stared at her beautiful dark eyes, pouted her red mouth, and her pretty face was full of worry: "Sister Zixi, Then what kind of sword technique, brother-in-law will be okay!"

"That set of sword techniques is called Wuxiang Sword!"

Leng Zixi, who came from a thousand-year-old family of martial arts, had a pretty face, and quickly introduced: "The creation of this set of swordsmanship is the originator of the famous swordsman Dongying Yidao in the Warring States Period of Dongying, Ito Itosai. . When the assassins are assassinated, they kill all the assassins unconsciously, and thus comprehend the way to win with no moves, and finally forget all the swordsmanship and sword moves, go beyond the limitations of the genre, and create the strongest unique sword without thinking, achieving the combination of human and sword [-]. No sword is better than a sword. Therefore, although Wuxiang Sword has no moves or styles, it is more powerful than any well-known swordsmanship. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the Dongying version of Dugu Nine Swords!"

"Ah, there is no trick to win!"

Little Pepper Ming Yueyue's pretty face was pale, her red mouth was puckered, and her big black eyes were full of worry.

"Yueyue, tell them!"

Su Qi was not at all interested in my grandson Jiro's self-reporting of his family. He just felt that chirping was very awkward. He raised his head slightly and said, "Stop chirping in the future, I can't understand their bird language. Let them Come up and do it, everyone said something, I was not defeated by them, just wasting saliva, I can die of thirst."

When the brother-in-law spoke, Xiaojiao immediately translated.

"Su, it's so funny!"

Stephanie could understand Chinese, and couldn't help but smile with her lips raised. Her beautiful eyes were full of joy, and she unconsciously recalled being rescued by him three days ago.

"Wonderful sword!"

Hearing that this Huaxia child thought his voice was ugly, my grandson Jiro made a leap forward one foot, and instantly shortened the distance between the two of them. peak.

"Good sword!"

The combination of Leaping Skill and Second Sword is almost impossible to guard against. Su Qi couldn't help but praise him. He originally wanted to shoot with one palm, but then he suppressed this idea. Straight to kill the empty door.

Today is a battle of wheels, not only to save energy, but also to get a glimpse of the essence of the ancient Japanese martial arts. It is not suitable for quick battles and head-to-head battles, and the least effort is needed.

Whoosh!
Facing the attack from the ribs, my grandson Jiro did not dodge or evade, his eyes were full of madness, and he swung his sword to the ribs with his backhand, as if he was about to kill himself, but it was another ancient Japanese martial arts stunt.

Brushing the knife, I can't bear it, can I be willing!

To practice Fushe Dao, you must first have the courage to sacrifice your life to kill the enemy and die together, so that you can force the opponent to retreat, take advantage of the situation and change positions, and always be in an advantage.

"The weak are afraid of the ruthless, the ruthless are afraid of the violent, and the violent are afraid of the dead. That's what the Fushe Dao is for. It's interesting, interesting, hahaha!"

Seeing the essence of this Fushe knife at a glance, a smile appeared in the depths of Su Qi's eyes, that finger still did not dodge or avoid the sharp blade, and slashed at the empty door under the ribs of my grandson Jiro, also showing that he was not afraid of death .

Huaxia people are never afraid of death, the little devil dares to compare this to the master, come on!
Anyway, the Lord has a tiger roaring golden bell cover and a dragon singing iron shirt to protect the body. Let's see who will die first and who will not be able to survive first.

"do not want!"

Little Pepper Ming Yueyue stared at her beautiful eyes, only to feel that her little heart had been pinched, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

It seemed that it was not her brother-in-law who was going to hurt both sides, but herself.

Leng Zixi's bright and beautiful eyes flickered: "This guy, why did you use such an outrageous move? If you really meet someone who is not afraid of death, I'll see if you want to use your fingers!"

Stephanie also stared intently, and couldn't help secretly praising in her heart: "Su wants to compete with these Dongying people for a day, but he dared to fight and hurt both in the first round. It's obviously a bet that the other party dare not fight him desperately. How dare you!"

"Good, good, good!"

Tianxiong Yamamoto, the six masters, and many Dongying warriors immediately praised him when they saw it, and they looked forward to it: "My grandson Jiro bravely fights for him, carry forward your Bushido spirit of self-sacrifice, and cut down that kid with all your heart and soul!" Two fingers, if he breaks two fingers in the first game, he won’t be able to last for an hour, not to mention the sunset.”

"Madman, this Huaxia kid is a lunatic!"

Seeing that both sides are about to suffer, even dodging is a little too late, but he broke his heart and changed the opponent's two fingers, and he still fights for others, unless he is brain-dead to sacrifice his life for others. My grandson Jiro was so angry that he immediately closed his eyes and entered a kind of In a strange state, the body twisted at an incredible angle, avoiding the two fingers abruptly, and turned around and cut open the intestines and belly.

"No Thought Sword!"

In the scene where both sides were hurting, they didn't get hurt for a moment. Everyone in the field was startled, and someone with knowledge shouted out.

My grandson Jiro stood with his back facing Su Qi's horizontal sword, his eyes were slightly closed as if he was asleep, and his original murderous aura disappeared in an instant.

"No Thought Sword!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows, mentally feeling that my grandson Jiro is in a strange situation at this moment, and the whole person seems to be in a state of unconsciousness, but he feels surprisingly dangerous in the depths of his spirit, which is more than ten times more dangerous than before.

Whoosh whoosh!
The silence lasted only for a moment. My grandson Jiro, who was like a ghost, turned back in front of Su Qi in an instant, and thrust out three swords with his backhand, forming a character shape, piercing Su Qi's throat, heart, and right chest. It has skyrocketed several times.

Qinglong claws!

In a saber technique, the head-wrapping-brain-body technique was used, avoiding the three zigzag swords, and Su Qi made a move of Qinglong Tan Zhanclaw, directly grabbing the opponent's lower abdomen.

swoosh swish...

But as if he knew that Su Qi was going to make this move, my grandson Jiro changed his move and flew into the air midway. The Dongying knife on his head, feet and feet shook rapidly, and seven cold stars appeared in an instant, and fell directly towards Su Qi's back.

boom!
Su Qi fell down with one paw, and immediately lifted a large paving stone and threw it upwards, but it was clumsy and ingenious, reckless and reckless!
bang bang bang...

My grandson Jiro's long sword trembled, and the blue boulder shattered into pieces under the light of the sword, and the seven-point cold star instantly merged into one, turning into a silver lightning bolt, and stabbing straight at Su Qi's top door, it was almost unbelievable, revealing a kind of weirdness.

"Okay, it's worthy of being Dongpu's version of Dugu Nine Swords!"

Unexpectedly, the palm-thick bluestone floor did not weaken the power of the sword light at all, but instead became stronger together. Su Qi was taken aback, and immediately dodged with all his strength, and moved three feet laterally in an instant, avoiding this lore blow.

"clang!"

The Invincible Sword shines on the ground, and my grandson Jiro bounces back with his strength, and continues to chase after him like a shadow of a tarsal maggot.

Roar!
Su Qi frowned slightly, suddenly inhaled and made a sound, and suddenly shouted violently, the sound was like thunder rolling to the surroundings, setting off a wave of wind and waves, blowing grass clippings and dust everywhere on the ground.

"what!"

My grandson Jiro, who had kept his eyes closed all the time, was suddenly awakened by the strange sound of the loud noise, and then saw himself flying in the air and stabbing Su Qi with a sword.

Whoosh!
Su Qi strode forward, met the Dongying knife that was stabbing straight at it, turned his head and dodged it in an instant, and slashed my grandson Jiro's neck with the knife.

Plop, clang!
Immediately, the inheritor of the Wuxiang sword fell to the ground with a thud, and the Dongying knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he passed out completely.

"Although the Wuxiang sword is powerful, you can't control it freely at all. It's just self-hypnosis into the realm of Wuxiang, so you can't even open your eyes. Using hypnosis to force out your body's potential is not the real Wuxiang sword!"

The dark and deep eyes fell on my grandson Jiro, peeking out the real mystery of Wuxiang Sword, Su Qi smiled lightly and shook his head, looked around: "Next!"

"Okay, brother-in-law, you are awesome!"

Seeing that her brother-in-law won, Xiaojiao Mingyueyue breathed a sigh of relief, immediately cheered, and then recorded a video and posted it on Weibo.

Leng Zixi's bright eyes are also full of news: "This guy's head is so fast that he even thought of using a sound attack to shake my grandson Jiro out of the realm of no thought, and defeat him with one move while his potential recedes and his body is empty." , really will take advantage of loopholes!"

Stephanie's pretty face was cold and glamorous, but there was a smile in the deep blue eyes: "Su, you are so smart, I invite you to be a knight, will you agree?"

Keiko Hoshino directly reviewed the documents on the folded paper, and didn't even look at the game on the field, obviously not interested at all.

"This, this is a bit too fast. My grandson Jiro was chasing him just now. How could he be defeated by him in the blink of an eye? That's no way to pass on!"

"It can't be said that Wuxiangjian doesn't want to, it's just that my grandson Jiro Wuxiangjian couldn't practice well, so he broke it with his voice, otherwise he wouldn't be so easy to win!"

"There is no high or low level of martial arts, but my grandson Jiro can't master it!"

All the Dongying warriors talked a lot, and they couldn't accept the defeat in the first battle, and they all regretted that my grandson Jiro's personal cultivation was not good enough.

Tenxiong Yamamoto's expression remained unchanged. Someone carried my grandson Jiro away with a wave of his hand. Immediately with a wink, a strong man with an iron tower jumped down from the third floor and rushed directly to Su Qi, falling from the sky like a tiger leaping across a ravine.

(End of this chapter)