Chapter 81 The Power of a Sword, Martial Arts Myth

There are many masters with swords in the martial arts world, but those who can display the power of swords are extremely rare.

Zhuo Bufan didn't dare to hold back and resorted to his special skills.

There was a sudden flash of cold light, and the sword light actually pierced Duan Yu's throat. It was so cold that it almost hit him.

Duan Yu's body suddenly moved one foot, and the sword pierced the air. Zhuo Bufan immediately folded his sword and turned it into a slash, cutting Duan Yu's head straight.

The speed with which he drew his sword was beyond people's imagination.

The tip of the sword scratched across the chest, and the cold air penetrated directly into the chest, just a hair's breadth away.

Duan Yu secretly admired him, he was worthy of being a sword god, he could draw his sword very quickly and his sword moves were exquisite, it was really rare!

One sword missed, and Zhuo Bufan struck again. The sword was as fast as a sword. Only the cold light could be seen, and the sword body could not be seen clearly.

Swish, swish, the sword light flashed, and the three swords connected in a row, swift and ruthless.

As his sword speed increased, Duan Yu's movement became faster and faster, as fast as a ghost.

When everyone saw it, they felt chills in their hearts. It was impossible to resist such a physical technique.

"It's time for Duan to draw his sword!"

Duan Yu finally took action and slowly drew out his sword.

As soon as the sword body was exposed, the cold light suddenly shone, just like the sun first appeared in the morning, a golden light shot out, and the heaven and earth seemed to light up.

"Qiang!" With a dragon's roar, the heavenly dragon unsheathed and the cold light flourished!

With his white robe fluttering, Duan Yu held a sword in his right hand and slashed down with the sword.

In an instant, the air swayed visibly with the naked eye.

He saw a majestic and domineering thick sword energy descending from the sky like a divine punishment.

Seeing this thick sword energy, Zhuo Bufan's pupils shrank involuntarily.

Even Wang Yuyan, who was most familiar with Duan Yu, looked at Duan Lang holding the sword in surprise.

This sword energy is too thick!

Who can withstand this?

With one sword strike, it surges like a huge wave, unstoppable!

"Keng!"

There was a crisp sound of a broken sword. The extraordinary meteorite sword was as fragile as a membrane. It broke when touched and was cut off on the spot.

Almost at the same time.

With a bang, the main hall dozens of feet away was cut into two pieces with a sword.

Stones are piled up to form a polished arena, and there are some along the way to the Main Hall, and the slender cross sections are extremely smooth.

The sword energy penetrated into the ground ten feet deep!

The cracks in the earth spread to a hundred feet away.

If Duan Yu hadn't controlled his strength, I'm afraid the entire Shaolin Temple would have been split into two by this sword.

Not to mention the martial arts people who were watching.

There were a few unlucky ones who burst open on the spot!

At this moment, all the emotions of everyone were replaced by shock.

What kind of sword is this?

Was it still cut out by humans?

Countless people were trembling.

The people in the Shaolin Temple watched as their main hall was torn apart. They all had sad faces and did not dare to come forward to ask for compensation.

This sword is destined to be recorded in the history of martial arts!

Looking at Zhuo Bufan himself, the sword was broken and his right arm was cut off.

If it were a few inches higher, his whole body would be split into two.

"this"

Zhuo Bufan looked pale and was speechless.

After facing this sword with his own eyes, he suddenly felt that he was trash.

For some reason, he felt deeply guilty at this moment.

Do I, Zhuo Bufan, deserve to be called the God of Swords?

Also equipped with a sword?

Pooh!

Shameless!

Duan Yu didn't kill him, he just chopped off one of his arms.

Otherwise, Zhuo Bufan would not have expressed so many emotions.

Facing the frightened martial arts heroes, Duan Yu sheathed his sword and said calmly: "It's not that Duan doesn't use weapons, but it's that no one has allowed Duan to use a sword so far."

He looked at Zhuo Bufan: "Do you understand?"

"Obviously, thank you to Senior Duan Duan for showing mercy!"

Zhuo Bufan's face was extremely pale, and he tapped several acupuncture points to stop the bleeding in his arm.

He walked quickly to Duan Yu and said, "Senior Duan Duan, what is the name of this sword?"

He's really a swordsman.

No wonder swordsmanship has achieved such success.

"This sword is called Ping A." Duan Yu said calmly.

"Fighting swordsmanship?"

Zhuo Bufan suddenly knelt down: "Please, senior, accept me as your disciple and teach me the sword-fighting technique!"

"." Duan Yu shook his head and said, "You are too old and have mediocre qualifications, so you are not suitable to be my disciple."

This is a friendly rejection.

Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan felt deeply inferior, coughed violently several times, and his body was shaking.

It was obvious that the sword had caused him great damage.

"Take it to heal!" Duan Yu threw him an expired healing pill from Xiaoyao Sect.

Zhuo Bufan accepted it and did not dare to ask what kind of elixir it was and what its effects were.

Senior Duan gave it to you, just eat it!

Raise your head and swallow the pill.

As soon as he entered the mouth, Zhuo Bufan felt a strong and strange smell that went straight to his nose and went up to Baihui point.

It's very top-notch.

Seeing his complicated micro-expression, Duan Yu frowned. Could it be that the medicine has expired and lost its effectiveness?

He attaches great importance to Zhuo Bufan, a guinea pig.

Duan Yu needs to slowly test the pile of elixirs left by Xiaoyaozi.

Looking at Zhuo Bufan's reaction, he suddenly trembled.

The pill fell into the abdomen, like a burning fireball, with heat overflowing and pouring into the four meridians and eight meridians.

Zhuo Bufan sat cross-legged and concentrated on directing the hot air to each meridians.

For a moment, the inner breath, driven by the heat, moves faster and faster.

Immediately, Zhuo Bufan felt his head light up, refreshed, and had an indescribable sense of clarity.

Within a few weeks, his internal injuries miraculously healed.

And the internal strength is also much deeper.

Only then did Zhuo Bufan realize that this pill was actually a rare medicine.

He rushed up and prostrated again: "Thank you, Senior Duan, for giving me the magic medicine!"

At this moment, Duan Yu was like a god-like figure in his eyes.

The heroes were also shocked.

Just now, Zhuo Bufan looked like he was about to die, but after taking a pill, he immediately recovered from his injuries and is now alive and kicking?

What kind of elixir is this?
To be continued...