What?
Di Yong was fuming with anger.
He became famous when he was in his teens. He had been proud of his swordsmanship for hundreds of years. Even the seniors who were more powerful than him did not dare to underestimate his ferocious Iron Shattering Sword.
Shen Zhenyi actually compared his proud swordsmanship to a stick?
"You've gone too far!"
This was tolerable! What was not tolerable?
He suddenly took a step forward, his face ashen. He shouted, "Third Young Master Shen, don't blame me for bullying you. Draw your sword. If I can't defeat you in three moves, I'll turn around and leave! "
Di Yong was really angry.
Normally, he would not talk like this, but Shen Zhenyi was too infuriating — Di Yong dared to talk big because his martial arts cultivation was one level higher.
Shen Zhenyi sighed.
"Three moves?"
He shook his head.
Three moves was too much.
Di Yong misunderstood him and sneered, "The Third Young Master Shen of the Abandoned Sword Villa doesn't even dare to do this?"
Dragon King Zhao quickly interrupted, "Protector Di, you are an expert at the sixth level of the Enlightened Being Realm. Your realm is much higher than yours. How can Third Young Master be your match? I was just joking. Please don't take it seriously. "
He bent his body and stood in front of Shen Zhenyi, showing his loyalty.
The difference in martial arts cultivation was not something that could be made up for. How could this kind of bet be fair? If a Lv 6 Perfected Person attacked with all his strength, he could kill an opponent who was one level lower in one move.
Di Yong laughed, "He provoked me first. Even if I want to kill him, who dares to stop me?"
He took another step forward, his aura flourishing. Dragon King Zhao trembled all over, almost losing his footing.
Shen Zhenyi smiled calmly and patted King Dalong Of Zhao's shoulder.
"Don't worry, Dragon King. I'll handle it."
He did not care about Di Yong, a Lv 6 Perfected Person.
Di Yong was even more enraged and shouted, "Zhao Da, back off! Why are you stopping him? He's coming here to die. What does that have to do with you?! "
King Dalong Of Zhao's face was ashen. He wanted to persuade Shen Zhenyi again, but he saw Shen Zhenyi's confident and at ease demeanor. His eyes were bright and clear. He couldn't help but be moved.
Could it be that … he could really take three moves from a sixth level Enlightened Being expert?
Perhaps … it wasn't impossible.
After all, Shen Zhenyi had supernatural abilities. Perhaps he could create a miracle?
King Dalong Of Zhao began to harbor hope until he heard Shen Zhenyi's next words.
"If I can't break your flawed Iron Shattering Sword within three moves, then I'll die of embarrassment!"
Damn it!
King Dalong Of Zhao secretly complained in his heart. Looking at Di Yong's pale face, he knew that this matter was difficult to resolve.
Shen Zhenyi spoke without thinking. He had criticized Di Yong's swordsmanship twice in a row. For Di Yong, who cared about his reputation, this was a matter of life and death.
He would definitely use all his strength in the three moves later. No matter what, he would take Shen Zhenyi's life.
What should he do?
King Dalong Of Zhao secretly gritted his teeth. If there was really danger, even if he had to sacrifice his life, he would protect The Third Prince. Only then would he be able to repay the great kindness of saving the Dragons.
He looked between the two and was ready to sacrifice himself to save the other.
Shen Zhenyi did not think so much. He lazily walked in front of Di Yong and nodded. "Three moves is the limit. Go ahead."
"You're courting death!"
Di Yong was unable to restrain his anger. He clapped his hands and shouted, "Sword, come!"
Immediately, someone shouted. A few men in black carried a huge sword and rushed over. They knelt down on one knee and presented the huge sword to Di Yong.
The Iron Shattering Sword weighed sixty-two kilograms and was twelve feet long. Rather than a sword, it was more like a long weapon used by generals on the battlefield.
Only a top master could use such a huge sword with one hand and display brilliant swordsmanship.
Di Yong had cultivated for a hundred years. His swordsmanship was exquisite and had its own unique secrets.
The body of the sword was full of cracks. It was not because it had endured too many battles, but because when the swordsmith had forged this Iron Shredding Sword, he had predicted that it would be filled with countless deaths, so he left behind these cracks.
Shen Zhenyi glanced at it and was dispirited.
He shook his head and said, "This sword's sword energy is already exhausted. The original tear stains have turned into cracks. This is a sign that its life is not eternal. If you make a move today, it will most likely die of old age! "
The first burst of energy, the second burst of energy, and the third burst of energy. Although this sword was valiant, it had been through many battles and was now at the point of exhaustion. The cracks that were originally just decorations now contained all kinds of flaws and could not cope with the intense sword energy.
— — Shen Zhenyi almost lost interest in attacking.
Di Yong suppressed his anger and shouted, "Where's your sword?"
Shen Zhenyi spread his hands and said calmly, "Everything in the world is my sword. Even you, Guardian Di, are just my sword. In terms of swordsmanship, you are not as good as my disciple. In terms of swordsmanship, you are not even a beginner! "
"What a sharp tongue!"
Di Yong was furious. This brat was really crafty. "Later, let's see if you can still say such big words under my Iron Shattering Sword!"
"Come!"
He waved his hand, and the heavy Iron Shattering Sword flew into the air and landed in his left hand.
— — Di Yong wielded the sword with his left hand, so his left arm was thicker than his right arm.
As soon as the sword hilt was in his hand, his aura surged and his back straightened. His body seemed to have grown a few inches taller, as if he was a different person.
Whoosh!
Di Yong did not stop. He held the sword and swept horizontally, forming a semicircle. This was the most simple yet most ferocious attack of the Iron Shattering Sword — — "Jade Belt Defense!"
This sword cut across the waist to kill. Borrowing the unparalleled sword momentum, it was impossible to avoid. Countless famous martial artists had been severed at the waist by this sword, turning into two halves!
The momentum of this sword was enough to cover a radius of ten feet. King Dalong Of Zhao wanted to risk his life to save Di Yong, but he was forced by the sword energy to the point that he could not even take a step forward. He was anxious and shouted loudly.
But Shen Zhenyi, who was at the heart of the storm, did not care at all.
He was even a little disappointed.
"It's … weaker than I thought."
He sighed softly and made a conclusion. The Iron Shattering Sword was originally a good sword technique, but in the wrong hands, the effect was like a reckless fight.
This kind of sword technique was an insult to sword techniques.
As he sighed, Shen Zhenyi gently blew a breath forward!
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