Great Qin, I Support Su, the Strongest Tyrant

Chapter 104 Black and White Xuanjian?court death?
On the field, a trace of blood slowly flowed down the corner of Xiaoyaozi's mouth, his eyes were full of disbelief...

"I... the secret knowledge of the Taoist family, how did you... learn it?"

Xiaoyaozi's eyes were full of doubts, he couldn't figure it out, Taoism's unique knowledge has always been kept secret, how could Fusu do it?
"what?!"

"This……"

"Yesterday was Yi Shuihan, today is a leisurely excursion..."

There was an uproar in the audience, and the Taoist disciples widened their eyes in surprise.

Ordinary Taoist swordsmanship Fusu Club is nothing more than that, after all, as the eldest son of Fusu, there are many Taoist disciples who will secretly reveal Taoist swordsmanship in order to please Daqin.

It's just that this Xiaoyaoyou has sword moves that can only be mastered by the heads of Taoism in the past!
Not only that, this trick requires the combination of meaning and form,
The top-level sword moves that even high-level Taoist disciples couldn't practice were used by Fusu?
And it seems that this driving seems to be more proficient than Xiaoyaozi!

Everyone present, especially the Taoist disciples, had fallen into a state of madness: Our own family members don't know how to move swords, where did this eldest son learn it?
I never thought it would be such a result, Xiaoyaoyou was knocked down by his own moves, this is completely a repeat of yesterday, isn't this shrimp and pig heart?
"Brother... didn't lie to me this time!"

"The eldest son really has something!"

Wei Zhuang, who was on the stand, put away the surprised expression on his face, and passed through the crowd with Shark Teeth on his back, his heart already ignited with high fighting spirit.

"He has mastered two great sword skills, he is worthy of me fighting him!"

The general election of the sword book is the focus of the whole world, and there are naturally many forces secretly observing this battle.
In the darkness, a man was wearing a cloak, and after watching the fight, he disappeared into the darkness again.

……

"Xuan Jian."

"exist!"

Xuan Jian leaned against a book, heard the call of the Lord of the Net, and looked away from his two swords.

"In the next match, I want you to play. The main target is naturally the eldest son Fusu who is in the limelight!"

"Do you need to kill again?"

With an indifferent expression, Xuan Jian moved his wrist, holding the black and white Xuan Jian on his shoulders.

"One cannot die, otherwise you may not be able to escape!"

"It's fine to abolish him!"

After saying these words, the Lord of the Net closed his eyes again.

There is no precedent for dead people in the general election of swordsmanship, but swords have no eyes, and it is normal to abolish one or two.

"Giggle!"

Xuan Jian's laughter in the dark room was eerie.

Outside, with Zhuyu in front, the showdown between Fusu and Xiaoyaozi has already whetted the appetite of the audience.

After watching the battles of the few people who came to power after a few glances, they were not interested, and the scene ended a lot.

……

Time passed quietly, and the sword masters who were left behind after the two-day battle were all eligible to be rewritten in the sword manual, only one place away.

Therefore, the rules of the competition are free to challenge the ranking matches, and those who are confident can challenge the sword masters before their rankings.

Fusu found an open place, and the swordsmen around him avoided angrily, not wanting to fall into the eyes of this monster.

In the battle of the first two days, Fusu's outrageous performance made them unable to think of a fight, and they just looked at Fusu around.

"Let me try the man that my senior brother praised endlessly, what is so special about him!"

Wei Zhuang stared straight at Fusu, the shark tooth in his hand was already hungry and thirsty, and walked to Fusu's position.

"I want to challenge..."

Before the eldest son could say the three words, another voice sounded.

"Fusu, please come on stage."

Wei Zhuang frowned immediately, and turned to look at the person who interrupted him, feeling very upset.

The bundle of hair was messy in front of his eyes, the two black and white swords, and the gray and red clothes made Wei Zhuang's momentum stagnate.

His angry face stiffened, and he clenched the shark tooth in his hand, veins popping out.

"This is my task. You can't interfere. Are you still afraid of being beaten? Hmph, don't look at me like that, and you want to try a lesson?"

Xuan Jian grinned, and licked his tongue between his lips. The black Xuan Jian with both hands pointed directly at Wei Zhuang, and then moved towards Fu Su.

"Today my target is him, you stay quietly."

There was a bang in Wei Zhuang's head, and he recalled again that he joined hands with Gai Nie, and the vertical and horizontal sword was beaten into a dog in the water.

He stepped on his own head, the shame of failure welled up in his heart, he gritted his teeth and wanted to fight Xuan Jian duel, and put Fu Su aside.

"Trap Assassin?"

Fusu raised his eyebrows, and his killing intent was violent: "I didn't look for you, but you came here instead?"

"I promise you!"

Fusu felt the murderous aura on Xuanjian's body and passed by Wei Zhuang.

"There is no way for a cowardly person to make me draw my sword."

With an understatement, Wei Zhuang was pulled out of the painful memories, and he found a place to sit down with an ugly face.

……

On the ring, the two of them had already stood still.

"Eunuch Gao."

Fusu turned around and looked at Eunuch Gao who was presiding over the competition.

"The old minister is here."

Eunuch Gao bowed in salute and listened to the young master's instructions.

"There's no rule against killing people in this election, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

No one has ever asked such a question in the general election of swordsmanship. If you don't say this, who is standing in front of Fusu?
That was the top swordsman at the end of the Warring States period!

In his era, even the combination of vertical and horizontal swords in his youth was no match for him!

His vicious name, among the current Six Kingdoms, can be said to be a household name! !

But facing such a person, Fusu could still ask such a question?
Xuan Jian couldn't help laughing at what Fu Su said, and Shuang Jian resisted behind him.

"You are so impatient to seek death? Then I will definitely fulfill you!"

Fusu ignored him and repeated what he had just said.

"My lord, there has never been a rule. If you want it, you can."

Eunuch Gao replied anxiously, worried that the young master might be a little proud of winning two games, so he couldn't help but persuade him.

"However, generally no sword master would do such a thing. Please, sir, if the timing is wrong, you can surrender. Now the fifth place in the sword manual is already very high..."

"Well, I see, you go down."

Fusu didn't answer him, and waited for Eunuch Gao to go down, and then pulled out his Jingzhe.

This was the first time that he took the lead in pulling out the Jingzhe Sword. The spectators in the audience also fell silent and looked at the two people on the stage.

There was no referee on the high platform, and the figures of the two moved together.

"boom."

The Jingzhe sword and the black Xuanjian wanted to collide, but the huge force caused the high platform to shatter, and the two fell under the high platform.

The onlookers looked at the two people on the shelf, wanting to complain and cover their sight. Several sword sounds were heard, the wooden shelf was scattered into ruins, and the high platform collapsed.

"Why don't you take out that handle too?"

The two swords collided, and Fusu glanced at the white Xuan Jian behind him.

"Black life-threatening, white soul-suppressing, you are not qualified to let me wield double swords yet!"

"is it?"

Fusu sneered, the strength of his wrist suddenly increased, Xuanjian was lifted out, and the black Xuanjian didn't get into the soil.

"Give you another chance to pull it out, otherwise you won't have the chance to pull it out."

Wei Zhuang watched Xuan Jian being knocked away, and after hearing such words, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

Without hesitation, Xuan Jian stood up from the ground, pulled out the white Xuan Jian, picked out the black Xuan Jian, and dropped it into his hand.

"Those who took my trick all lost. They just bluffed and couldn't take it. Don't break their tongues."

Xuan Jian held two swords, and behind him eight figures appeared in front of everyone from virtual to real.

The two swords pierced through the air, Juan carried Ba Linglong's attack, and the two swords slashed towards Fusu.

Naturally, Fusu could dodge such an attack, but a sword flower flashed from the Jingzhe Sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword flashed with lightning, when it hit the black and white Xuan Jian.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the ruins, and the eyes of the onlookers were pale. Only those with high strength barely opened their eyes to look at the two figures in the lightning.

The eight dead souls around Xuan Jian turned into flying ashes, Xuan Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the black and white Xuan Jian in his hand flew upside down.

The Awakening Sword was thrust into Xuan Jian's chest with electric current.

"Xuan is finally dead, hahaha."

As he was dying, Xuan Jian had the most sincere smile on his face, tilted his head, and fell straight into the ruins.

Pulling the Jingzhe Sword out of his body, Fu Su wiped off the blood on it.

The scene... fell into silence for a while.

In such a short time, the eldest son has completed the lore? ! !

(End of this chapter)