12dz Chapter 365 Lin Heng is also good at letting the water go!
Chapter 365 Lin Heng is also good at letting the water go!
Seeing Wushuang's sword, Lin Heng nodded with satisfaction. If it was this sword, it would be enough for him to strike out.
"This sword is good. The Ming Dynasty Suzaku is the blood sword among swords. Its sword energy is sharp and sharp. Only a sword like this deserves the reputation of being the second best in the world."
The others stepped back a few steps and watched the battle at ease.
Although Wushuang is young, he has been a member of the Sword Sect for quite some time. In addition, he is the mayor of Wushuang City. So even though he does not look that reliable, with the Wushuang Sword Box in his hand, he has won respect with his strength.
Even people like Ximen Chuxue, who have been famous in the martial arts world for many years, couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for Wushuang's talent when they saw him.
As expected of a rare genius in Wushuang City once in a hundred years, his sword skills are based on the momentum of the sword and he strikes with all his might.
But in fact, there are many disadvantages to doing this. The biggest disadvantage is that this move is only suitable for asking for a sword. If it is a matter of life and death, then it is not good enough.
Dugu Qiubai, who was carried all the way by Wushuang, watched their competition with interest, and some waves of emotion arose in his heart.
He had fought with Lin Heng before, and although he was defeated, he was convinced of his defeat. But so much time has passed, how much improvement has Lin Heng's sword skills made?
Dugu Qiubai never expected that he could defeat Lin Heng in his lifetime, because he knew that as he was making progress, Lin Heng was also making progress. This evildoer was the brightest new star in the world.
But today he was given the opportunity to watch the game up close, which he felt was very rare.
The kid who carried him back was quite capable. The burning energy continued to spread over, and Dugu Qiubai also felt a wave of heat.
Before Wushuang's sword reached Lin Heng, Lin Heng also appeared.
"This sword is called Purple Lightning Black Thunder!"
After hearing this, Wushuang almost dropped the sword in his hand. Purple Lightning Black Thunder is also one of Lin Hengsheng's famous swords, and countless people have been defeated by this sword.
Wushuang had also faced this sword before. Although the relationship between Wushuang City and Xueyue City was not good, Wushuang had a good relationship with Lei Wujie and others, so he often shamelessly came to Lin Heng for advice.
It can be said that he has the most advantage among so many people, because he has fought with Lin Heng the most times and knows Lin Heng's sword best.
However, when he faced the sword again, Wushuang still felt a palpitation in his heart, and he had to start facing the fear deep in his heart.
Because he had never really blocked this sword before, even if he used all his strength and exhausted all the sword moves, he had never gained any advantage under the purple lightning.
In just a flash, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and flashes of lightning began to flash faintly from the horizon. The sky was illuminated piece by piece, and the sword intent of mountains and rivers became stronger and stronger.
The sound of the Mountain and River Sword shook the mountains and rivers and resounded through the clouds. The sword charged forward, facing the most violent lightning strike, and swooped down straight down with an unstoppable momentum.
Wushuang raised his head and pushed the Daming Suzaku forward. His body spiraled upwards, and the Daming Suzaku had already left an afterimage.
All twelve flying swords were brought out, with the last sword of the Ming Dynasty Suzaku as the trump card, and all thirteen swords were chopped down in an attempt to take on this huge monster.
Wushuang gritted his teeth and pushed hard, only to feel a powerful pressure pressing down on him, making him feel as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of weight.
If he used just a little more force, even his shoulders would be crushed.
He raised his head with difficulty, looking at the lightning hanging in the sky suddenly rushing towards him. In a flash, a sword shadow flashed before his eyes.
The sword was so fast that his vision was blurred. He could not see clearly from which direction the sword came or how it was thrown. However, Wushuang relied on instinct to turn his body to the left.
A bolt of thunder came down directly beside him, creating a big hole in the ground.
Wushuang suddenly felt like crying but had no tears, so did the Free and Easy Sword Immortal make things difficult for himself?
This unparalleled sword had not yet been used when it was blocked by the purple lightning, and the sword's power immediately weakened.
It seems like it is avoiding the sharp edge and is about to stop.
Lin Heng sighed slightly. It had come to this critical moment again, and Wushuang had not discovered his own flaw in time.
"You are always thinking about defending against me, always thinking about taking the opportunity to attack. Why don't you take this opportunity to take a look at your own sword."
"No matter how strong your sword is, no matter how gorgeous your sword moves are, your sword has not reached its peak. There are some flaws in various places. You don't withdraw your sword in time, and you don't charge boldly enough. So do you think you can win?"
When Lin Heng asked this question, Wushuang was stunned for a moment. He seemed a little confused and seemed to be thinking hard about something, then slowly lowered his head.
At this time, the purple-gold lightning had reached his head, and the sword shadow had surrounded him. Seeing that Lin Heng had no intention of stopping, even the people of the Sword Sect could not help but be shocked.
Wuming's pupils trembled, and he quickly stretched out his hand, wanting to stop it with his sword, but his sword was no longer able to help.
A barrier has been formed between Lin Heng and Wushuang, and no one else can interfere no matter what.
Wuming couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Didn't we agree that it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies? Even if Wushuang can't break the purple lightning, he doesn't deserve to die, right?
Wuming was already a little panicked at this time. He saw that Lin Heng knew Wushuang's weaknesses very well, and also saw that Wushuang was still unable to take this sword.
But if we just ignore this, Wushuang might really die on the spot. How will we explain to Wushuang City then?
Bu Jingyun was not in a hurry at all. He just watched coldly like a bystander. It seemed that it had nothing to do with him and he didn't care. But he saw that Lin Heng's sword was deliberately deflected.
This angle is actually very tricky, so only by standing in his position can one barely see clearly the moment when Lin Heng made his move.
The only one who could do this openly and without being discovered is probably Lin Heng.
It seems that Lin Heng is also good at letting the water go.
The unrivaled Ming Dynasty Vermilion Bird chirped repeatedly, but the bird's fire gradually dimmed under the striking of the purple lightning.
As the two swords collided, Wushuang's hands felt numb and he retreated more than ten steps. The last sword fell straight in front of him.
A big pit immediately appeared in front of them, and everything was charred and even emitted white smoke.
Wushuang's palms were covered with cold sweat. He swallowed hard and was unable to come back to his senses for a moment. When others called him, he did not respond in time.