Zongwu: I move the court with the rivers and lakes

Yes, only a magic weapon can split his five wheels.

It never occurred to him that Jiang Yin was not only extremely skilled in martial arts, but the long sword in his hand was actually a magic weapon.

When confronting the enemy on weekdays, Jiang Yin rarely activates the terrifying sharpness of the Samsara Sword, and only uses it as an ordinary sword.

There is also the sound of the sword wheel that comes with the Samsara Sword, which he rarely uses.

Because these are external forces, a way to win by surprise, if he uses it frequently, the Samsara Sword will soon lose its surprise attack effect.

And because he won too quickly, he would lose many opportunities to hone his sword skills.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, Jiang Yin will rarely use the true power of this divine weapon.

In Jiang Yin's view, the so-called magic weapon is not something to show off, but a life-saving thing that can play an important role at critical moments.

Only such divine weapons can be used to their full potential.

Chapter 284 Take blood as a sword

With all five rounds broken, Jiang Yin obviously had the upper hand.

"Good! Well played!"

Everyone cheered and was extremely satisfied with Jiang Yin's performance.

But Jinlun Fawang's complexion became very ugly.

With his strength, he originally thought that defeating Jiang Yin would be a sure thing, but he didn't want to be taken advantage of by the opponent.

"Damn boy! Let me see how capable you are!"

Jinlun Fawang roared angrily, rushed over, and chose close combat.

With the mighty power of Dragon Elephant Wisdom Kungfu, close combat is actually the most suitable fighting method for Jinlun.

It's just that he can defeat most enemies with five rounds of Dafa on weekdays, so he rarely fights in close combat.

After all, using the five rounds of Dafa will appear more elegant, which is in line with his noble status.

Jinlun Fawang's right palm struck, and Jiang Yin felt the terrifying palm wind before he got close!

"So strong!"

Jiang Yin was shocked, and felt as if a wild beast was attacking in front of him, and his palm was full of killing intent.

Kunlun Flame Palm!

Unable to use Lingbo Weibu, he can only choose to use Kunlun Raging Flame Palm to face the enemy.

The condensed flames covered his right palm, looking extremely terrifying.

But Jinlun Fawang was not afraid at all, and his movements did not stop, and he continued to charge up!

boom!

Clash of palms!

The internal force of the two great powers in Jiang Yin's body was output crazily, trying in vain to offset this palm.

But Jinlun Fawang's palm strength is weaker than Guo Jing's, how can he resist it?

Compared with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, Kunlun Raging Flame Palm is still far behind.

puff!

The moment the palms of the two touched, Jiang Yin felt a sweetness in his throat, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood!

As for Jinlun Fawang, only the sleeve of his right arm was completely devoured by the flames, and there seemed to be no other injuries.

"Brother Jiang (Young Master)!"

Yang Guo and Wang Yuyan exclaimed at the same time.

Guo Jing frowned, and wanted to make a move.

But at this moment, Jiang Yin's left hand condensed a terrifying sword energy.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

That smile made Jin Lun, who was originally happy, feel a little ominous.

"Jian Yi, Phantom Rain!"

Jiang Yin drank in a low voice.

I saw that the gushing blood actually stopped at the finger of his left hand and turned into seven three-inch long blood swords.

The sword aura is strong, even if it is as strong as Jinlun Fawang, he can't help but feel a little jealous.

It's no joke to be hit by these three-inch blood swords at such a short distance.

Jinlun Fawang quickly withdrew his palm and was about to retreat.

But Jiang Yin has already calculated everything, how can he let him retreat calmly?

It turned out that when Jinlun Fawang slapped this palm, Jiang Yin knew that he would never be able to catch it.

The terrifying power brought by the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, among the great masters, probably only Qiao Feng can compete with the opponent's palm strength.

Therefore, from before taking over, Jiang Yin knew that he would be injured.

Since the injury is unavoidable, he will not let Jinlun Fawang leave safely!

Injury for Injury!

Sword pointed!

The three-inch blood sword came in front of Jinlun Fawang in a moment.

Seeing this, Jinlun Fawang could only resist.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu is fully activated, and the palm strength is urged again!

boom!

It is extremely difficult for Jinlun Fawang to strike a second palm in a short while.

So the power of this palm is only [-]% at most.

But Jiang Yin struck with all his strength.

Under the terrifying palm force, the seven-handled three-inch blood sword is like a lonely boat in the sea, crumbling.

There are also six handles that are directly urged by the palm force, unable to advance further.

But the remaining handle is enough.

These days, Jiang Yin has been perfecting Jian Yi, and using blood as a sword is the way he came up with.

This move has been perfected, although it has the taste of hurting yourself first if you want to hurt the enemy, but its power is stronger than before.

Just a few drops of blood, to Jiang Yin, it was nothing.

The two three-inch blood swords escaped Jinlun Fawang's palm and pierced straight into his left rib!

puff!

The blood sword enters the body!

Jinlun Fawang suddenly felt pain, and there was an urge to spurt blood, but he stopped it abruptly.

The blood gushing to his throat was swallowed by him directly.

After one move, the two each retreated a few steps and came to the edge of the arena.

Jiang Yin gently wiped away the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth, and said with a light smile, "Dharma King Broken Wheel, I've accepted it. Judging by your appearance, you are also 60 or 20 years old, and your skill is indeed much stronger than that of a [-]-year-old boy like me."

"you!"

Jinlun Fawang was so angry that he almost spat out the blood he had just swallowed.

Jiang Yin just said a word, but scolded him twice.

There is no need to explain the phrase "Breaking the Law King", but when he was five and 60 years old and beat him at 20 years old, it was obviously saying that he was bullying the small with the big, and he hadn't completely won yet.

How can the proud Jinlun Fawang be calm?

But what Jiang Yin said was still right.

If there is a real fight, Jinlun Fawang is confident that he can defeat Jiang Yin.

After all, even though they are both masters, he is several small realms higher than Jiang Yin, and with the blessing of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, among the masters, let alone Jiang Yin, he is almost a rare opponent.

But he was suppressed again and again in this battle.

At first, it was because of Jiang Yin's magical power, but now it was because of the opponent's exquisite sword moves.

Jinlun Fawang's basic attributes are very strong, but his actual combat ability is very weak.

This is the reason why he was often deflated in Yang Guo's hands.

As for Jiang Yin, who was stronger than Yang Guo in every aspect, it was not surprising that he suffered such a disadvantage.

"Stinky boy, die!"

Jinlun Fawang immediately condensed ten success powers and hit Jiang Yin again.

The palm wind roars!

This palm was a bit more ferocious than before.

Jiang Yin's face changed, this palm was not a joke.

At this moment, a dragon chant came.

Guo Jing made a move!

He came in front of Jiang Yin and faced Jinlun Fawang.

boom!

Flying dragon in the sky!

The two palms collided in mid-air, setting off a terrifying wave of air that exploded in all directions.

Jiang Yin, who was dressed in white, was even more hummed.

"So strong!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yin's eyes flickered. Whether it was Jinlun Fawang or Guo Jing, the palm strength of both of them opened his eyes.

When Qiao Feng fought him back then, he didn't try his best, otherwise he wouldn't be weaker than this palm.

King Jinlun Fawang was shaken back by Guo Jing's palm force. He originally wanted to suppress the injury, but he touched the wound left on his body by the Three Inch Blood Sword.

puff!

He couldn't hold back this mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

Both Daerba and Huo Du were startled, and immediately stepped forward to help.

Jinlun Fawang's face was pale, and he looked seriously injured.

"What a great Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Jinlun Fawang looked at Guo Jing with shock in his eyes.

He has palmed countless people, but he has never been as embarrassed as he is now.

Guo Jing's palm strength comes later, it is by no means at its peak, but it can still defeat him ten times, and even injure him, which shows how terrifying his strength is.

Thinking of this, Jinlun Fawang felt a little afraid of Guo Jing.

"Jinlun Fawang, you are a senior in the Jianghu, you don't need to be so serious when dealing with the juniors in the Jianghu."

Guo Jing's hands trembled, dispelling the numbness from the palm-to-hand contact, and then he cupped his hands and said.

Chapter 285 The Great War Begins

"Great Yuan masters are really shameless, bullying the small with the big."

At this time, Yang Guo also sneered.