Chapter 812 The Peak of Martial Arts

Liu Shengzongzhai is known as the leader of the Sword League, the last swordsman, and his challenge to Shadow Kill has been spread throughout the Sword League.

On this day, he walked all the way from Sakura to Nara Prefecture. He has followed countless martial arts masters from the country of Sang, and he followed along all the way, but everyone did not dare to follow too close for fear of offending the sword master.

At this time these people were standing on a hillside one kilometer away from the ancient courtyard, watching the battle.

In addition to the people in the martial arts world, the big family is also here.

Whether it is the Sanhe Group or the Kendo League, they all wish that Zhuo Bufan would die here and be ashamed.

All their hopes are pinned on Liu Shengzongzhai, the living fossil of the Sword League, the last generation of swordsman.

However, the appearance of the same Yanagyu Zongzhai also caused the shock of the Kendo League. This is a legend in the martial arts world. When encountering the recent arrogant shadow killings in the Sang country, it will inevitably be a shocking battle. There are many. The warrior came to watch the battle not far away.

Zhuo Bufan, as the strongest king of Languo in the past two years and the strongest king on the Qingyun list, has naturally also attracted the attention of the Languo martial arts community.

The veteran swordsman of the Kendo League VS the strongest king of Land.

This battle is enough to cause a sensation in the martial arts circles of the two countries.

Zhuo Bufan and Liu Sheng Zongzhai stood in opposition, and the aura on the two of them gradually radiated, and everything around them seemed to have become a static picture.

Lu Xing, Shi Jian and others retreated hundreds of meters away. They couldn't participate in this level of battle at all. Yanagisui Zongzhai was so terrifying with a knife. Not only could they go up to help, they would become an extraordinary burden.

The purpose of these Qingyun ranking kings coming to Sang Country was to challenge Zhuo Bufan. Now that Zongzhai Liu Sheng was fighting against Zhuo Bufan, they realized that Zhuo Bufan was no longer on the same level with them.

Zhuo Bufan stood at a higher place.

"Zhuo Bufan, come on." Yu Ziruo looked at the cracked sword in his hand and pursed his lips.

"Brother Zhuo, defeating him, even look down on our martial arts alliance." Li Yang said solemnly.

"Although I think you are not pleasing to the eye, I still hope you can win." Chen Yanghao said.

"Come on." Wu Yihan clenched fists with both hands, and his fighting spirit burst out.

"Draw your sword." Liu Shengzong stared at Zhuo Bufan, and said lightly.

Zhuo Bufan didn't give a big deal this time. The opponent's strength was equivalent to the late stage of foundation construction, and he was a level higher than himself. Moreover, he is a sword saint of Sang country who has been famous for nearly a hundred years. He will also win out of respect for opponents. sword.

Zhuo Bufan pulled out the Ice Emperor's Rain Sword behind him, a silver light flashed, and a three-foot-three-long ice peak-like sword appeared in his palm.

The evil ghost Ashura that Liu Shengzong held in his hand also exudes a faint black silk-like mist, surrounding the entire blade, exuding an extremely terrifying murderous intent.

The two drew their swords, and there was no imaginary wind and waves, lightning and thunder, as if nothing happened, just like two most ordinary kendo warriors, holding their swords and rushing towards each other.

"boom!"

The two swords slashed together, bringing up a series of sparks, Zhuo Bufan and Liu Shengzongzhai looked at each other, and sparked electric sparks in the void.

"You are very powerful." Liu Shengzongzhai's eyes were solemn.

"You are not weak." Zhuo Bufan's expression was indifferent.

Liu Shengzongzhai is a master of kendo, to see the martial arts, holding the evil ghost Asura in his hand, the tip of the sword suddenly raised, a series of sparks flashed, and immediately pierced towards Zhuo Bufan's chest.

This hand change is extremely simple, even people who have just gone to learn kendo can do it, but it makes Zhuo Bufan's eyelids twitch slightly.

The so-called road to simplicity, returning to the basics, is the same as cooking. Often the simplest egg fried rice is also the most difficult to make.

Liu Shengzongzhai's kendo will, strength, and murderous aura almost solidified on one point, seemingly calm, but when touched, it will definitely annihilate everything.

Zhuo Bufan turned his wrist and held the sword downward, and a silver swimming dragon appeared on his chest.

The tip of the sword in Liu Shengzongzhai's hand pierced violently, and it broke through the sound barrier in an instant. The tip of the sword pierced the body of the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, and an invisible wave of air spread over a hundred meters in a circular shape. , Zhuo Bufan slipped back dozens of meters with his feet on the ground, plowing two trenches several inches deep on the ground.

This is the first time Zhuo Bufan has returned to Blue Star for two years, with a solemn expression on his face.

The dragon fish in the Ice Emperor Rain Sword uttered a dragon chant, which seemed very painful.

"If the Ice Emperor Rain Sword doesn't break through to the treasure level, maybe even this sword will be reluctant to follow." Zhuo Bufan said inwardly, his sword eyebrows condensed.

"It's enough to make you proud to take my sword." Liu Shengzong said with a cold expression while holding the evil ghost Asura.

"I don't want to fail, I won't fail." Zhuo Bufan's expression was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc of confidence, "Because I have someone I need to protect and love, I will definitely not lose."

"You must die today!"

As Liu Shengzong said, the whole person disappeared in place, appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan, and the Taishou in his hand was chopped off again.

"When they fight, how do they feel like someone who has just come into contact with swordsmanship?" There was a suspicious look in the eyes of Pingheruya.

Zhuo Bufan fought several battles, the sun and the moon changed color, the thunder and lightning were blasting, and the dark clouds covered the sun, but now the two of them are fighting like ordinary people who have just entered the martial arts.

Li Yang shook his head with a serious face, and sighed: "Compared to Brother Zhuo, I am so far behind, and I actually want to challenge him without my strength."

Wu Yihan also sighed, "If you let me take that sword, I will die!"

"The two of them have solidified their true essence to a point. For example, the same quality, if the area is smaller, the damage will be higher. Both of them have reached the peak of their understanding of martial arts, and absolutely no waste of truth. Yuan, this is the real master!" Zhang Yesheng said slowly.