Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 261: The Sword Stops the Rain

rustle----

The night wind brought fine raindrops down from the sky, landing on the branches and leaves in the mountains, making rustling sounds. The startled birds circled back and forth over Mount Emei, screaming incessantly, adding a bit of noise and swordplay to Mount Emei late at night.

Tang Weiyu's second son was killed by Zhao Wumian, and his wife needed the Xiayun Gu to save her life. Even if Tang Weiyu was worried about implicating his family and hesitated for the time being, and was unwilling to take action against Zhao Wumian, as Tang Xingwen's son, his father was still brave enough to fight for his beloved when he was young, so why wouldn't he dare to do the same? As long as the poison in Mu Li'er's body is not resolved, Zhao Wumian and Tang Weiyu will have a fight sooner or later.

In that case, there’s no need to wait for Tang Weiyu to hesitate... Zhao Wumian can just come to him with a knife in hand and beat him into submission.

In the underworld, some people care about profit, some people care about feelings, and Zhao Wumian and Tang Weiyu are both the latter. They both want to save their wives, so there is nothing to say. Let's see what they are really like.

Mu Lier raised her hand to tuck her wet long hair, and with her other hand, she held a spear wrapped in black cloth. She looked at Zhao Wumian, and seeing that Zhao Wumian seemed to want to compete with Tang Weiyu in swordsmanship first, she did not say anything.

With her strength, she might not be Tang Weiyu's opponent, but she is not so strong that she can't even intervene. If she and Zhao Wumian attack Tang Weiyu two against one, their chances of winning will actually be much higher... But Zhao Wumian wants to use the rules of the underworld to handle this matter, so it is naturally inappropriate for her to intervene.

So she stepped back a little, stood in the woods outside the stone steps, concentrated her mind, watched the battle, and at the same time was alert to her surroundings in case there was an ambush by the Fan family and Dong Yan on the mountain.

Two figures stood opposite each other, one above and one below. Rainwater accumulated on the stone steps and flowed downwards. Dim light dissipated from the stone lampstand to the outside. The two men said nothing. The stone steps on the mountain path were filled with a solemn and dead silence.

A man dressed in a grey robe, with slightly grey hair, a noble demeanor, holding a three-foot-three-inch long sword.

A man was wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat. His face could not be seen clearly and raindrops as big as beans fell on his body.

Mu Lier heard some noise and glanced towards the top of the mountain. With her eyesight, she could vaguely see many Emei disciples looking towards this place.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the figure wearing a bamboo hat. No matter what the outcome was, this battle would surely spread all over the world... But who could know that these two men were fighting for their women?

Tap tap tap————

As the Demon Blood Release had a time limit, Zhao Wumian did not want to waste time and took the first step. He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, stepped forward, climbed the stairs, and made slight sounds as he stepped over the puddles. He walked towards Tang Weiyu step by step. His speed was not fast, just like an ordinary wanderer going up the mountain, but Tang Weiyu's expression gradually became solemn.

Tang Weiyu was certain that Zhao Wumian had no way of communicating with the bridge between heaven and earth. Her own advantages were her endless internal energy, strong physique, years of martial arts and combat instincts, and experience. She expected that she would not be beaten by Zhao Wumian, because Tang Weiyu had always been worried about the court behind Zhao Wumian, not Zhao Wumian himself.

For Tang Weiyu, although Zhao Wumian was highly talented and famous, he had no qualifications to fight him without connecting the bridge between heaven and earth. If he wanted to kill him, he could do so at any time. But at this moment, Zhao Wumian was walking towards him, which made Tang Weiyu feel like they had met their match in a narrow road.

When one’s martial arts skills reach Tang Weiyu’s level, his intuition is usually very accurate... How could Zhao Wumian give him such a feeling?
Zhao Wumian did not give Tang Weiyu time to continue thinking. After taking a dozen stone steps upwards, his pace gradually quickened, and then he ran with big strides. His long boots made circles of water splashes on the stone steps, and then he suddenly exerted force, his body broke through the rain curtain and shot upwards. Some fallen leaves in the air were caught up by the strong wind from Zhao Wumian's rush forward, and they chased after Zhao Wumian's back.

The sword was unsheathed, and the clear blade was like a flash of white light as it was pulled out from Zhao Wumian's waist.

Choke————

A cold light suddenly appeared on the stone steps, and a white line from bottom to top shot up from the bottom of the stone steps to Tang Weiyu above in the blink of an eye, and a knife went straight to Tang Weiyu's chest!

The speed of the knife was frighteningly fast. Even Mu Lier, who had also achieved the state of unity of man and nature, narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling that she could not catch the knife at all. Tang Weiyu was even more secretly frightened, because when he was at the state of unity of man and nature, he definitely did not have the martial arts that Zhao Wumian had today.

A puzzled look flashed in Tang Weiyu's eyes. If the person who challenged Yangshe Congyun back then was Zhao Wumian instead of him, the title of Sword Master would have changed hands long ago... But he had already built the bridge between heaven and earth more than ten years ago!

With Tang Weiyu's keen eyesight, he could tell the direction of the falling knife as soon as Zhao Wumian made a move. The long knife in his hand trembled violently, and he was the first to arrive and block the horizontal knife.

Zhao Wumian was already at a disadvantage since he was fighting from a lower position. At the same time, his realm, age, experience, and accumulation were all inferior to Tang Weiyu's. Therefore, with Tang Weiyu's arrogance as a warrior, he naturally would not use any fake moves, but would only confront Zhao Wumian head-on to determine who was stronger.

clang----

The weapons collided, sparks flew, and a loud noise like thunder suddenly spread in all directions, startling the townspeople at the foot of the mountain. They woke up suddenly, the women comforted the baby who had finally fallen asleep, while the men lit the lights, opened the door, and looked in the direction of Mount Emei with confused expressions.

From their perspective, although the Emei Mountain Road could not be seen clearly at night, the lights of the stone lampstands on both sides were like a dim yellow ribbon inlaid on the mountain ridge. But now, the center of the dim yellow ribbon suddenly became dark, as if the center was cut directly off, and the trees in that direction fell to the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, like an explosion without any fire.

The people in Emei Town were immediately shocked, "Emei, something happened in Emei!?"

While on the mountain path, Tang Weiyu was even more stunned. He only felt a tremendous force coming from his hands, and even he could hardly resist it. Admittedly, Tang Weiyu himself was not a martial arts master who excelled in muscles and physique, but after communicating with the bridge of heaven and earth, his physique would not be inferior to those who had achieved the unity of nature and man, but now he was at a disadvantage.

He knew that Zhao Wumian must have learned the Heavenly Demon Blood Solution, as he was emitting white gas all over his body. He had also heard of Xian Yuchen's secret method, but after using the secret method, he could at most be on par with the martial arts master in terms of physical strength, but he would never be able to "win", right?

This is natural. Ever since Zhao Wumian cultivated half of the innate poisonous body, he has never stopped taking rare poisons. He even took two cold jade poisons in total. Zi Yi also kept giving him gold coins and drugs... Zhao Wumian was originally known for his physique, and now with the addition of the Heavenly Demon Blood Solution, at least in terms of strength, he could be considered to be able to barely beat Tang Weiyu.

However, it was only a slight victory. If it weren't for the Qingyuan Dan that Zi Yi had just sent to him, Zhao Wumian would have been chopped away by the sword at this moment. But it was also enough for Zhao Wumian and Wu Kui to face off head-on.

Although Zhao Wumian was sure that his current martial arts skills were good enough to fight Wu Kui, he had never fought against a Wu Kui master head-on, so he lacked a sense of reality. But now, with one slash of the sword, he had a slight advantage, which made Zhao Wumian's eyes immediately fanatical... He can fight!
"drink!"

With one blow of his sword, Tang Weiyu was forced to retreat three steps. Zhao Wumian stomped his boots on the stone steps again, and with his sword still on top of Tang Weiyu's sword, he pushed her back a few more steps. At the same time, he suddenly raised his left hand behind his back, shaking off his raincoat, revealing the green bamboo sword at his waist.

Choke————

The sharp sound of a sword suddenly resounded on the mountain path. From Mu Lier's perspective, the sword light had just been pulled out from behind Zhao Wumian's waist, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of Tang Weiyu's abdomen.

She was of course familiar with Zhao Wumian's martial arts... It was similar to the Wan Yue Xian, but also had a bit of the shadow of the Zhai Xing Dao. During this period of time, Zhao Wumian had never given up on integrating what he had learned, gaining strengths, and innovating. Although it was not yet time to produce results, his every move already had the flavor of a martial arts master.

This martial arts master does not refer to hard power, but to attainments in martial arts.

Tang Weiyu can also use a sword, but as a wanderer in Shu, the weapon he is best at and likes best is the knife. He obviously does not have the habit of carrying swords, spears and sabers when he goes out like Zhao Wumian. He is at a disadvantage in terms of weapons. At this moment, the long sword in his hand is held horizontally, making it difficult to draw it. However, the Tang family became famous because of their lightness skills and hidden weapons.

Therefore, at the moment when the sword flashed, Tang Weiyu gave up wrestling with Zhao Wumian, and her body suddenly bounced into the air. Zhao Wumian only felt that the long sword had no power when it was chopped, but he saw that Tang Weiyu's toes just touched the sword lightly, and he raised his hand to shoot silver needles like a rainstorm of pear blossoms at Zhao Wumian. They were so dense that they actually pierced all the raindrops around them into pieces.

Needless to say, these silver needles must be tempered with poison. Tang Weiyu's talent in the art of poison is average, but he is not a pedantic person.

Tang Weiyu's way of dealing with the situation really made Zhao Wumian speechless. Not to mention the hidden weapons, just this lightness skill, Zhao Wumian had fought against the more powerful Lan, and he felt that his lightness skill was not much different from Lan's level. But his sword was so fast that most people couldn't dodge it. Yet Tang Weiyu actually found an opportunity to step on him and use his strength. What kind of eyesight is this?

Before he could think about it, the hidden weapon shot towards him at a distance of less than a step. Zhao Wumian had no time to put away his weapon to block it, and could only bend his arm to block the vital points.

Puff puff————

Countless blood spots instantly appeared on Zhao Wumian's body, which made Mu Lier's heart tighten immediately. But upon closer inspection, the silver needles did not penetrate deeply into his body. As soon as they pierced his skin, they were stuck by Zhao Wumian's muscles. And with his innate all-poison body, he could ignore the poison on the needles. Therefore, these hidden weapons were nothing more than superficial injuries to him, and could not even affect his movements.

Tang Weiyu knew that Zhao Wumian could not be defeated by hidden weapons, and she did not think that poison would be useful, so this rain of pear blossom needles was only to buy him a glimmer of opportunity to attack... for auxiliary purposes.

"drink!"

With just one move, Tang Weiyu knew that Zhao Wumian was indeed not a weakling who could be bullied by him. He became extremely alert and no longer looked down on him. Because the stone steps were upwards, Tang Weiyu's floating figure landed on the steps. He clenched the long sword in both hands and shouted loudly. The stone steps under his feet exploded instantly, drawing a ray of cold light in the rain, shooting towards Zhao Wumian from top to bottom!

Zhao Wumian knew Tang Weiyu's movements just by sensing the sword without even seeing. A sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart. Looking through the gap between his arms, he saw that Tang Weiyu's sword was like an abyss or a prison, like a mountain pressing down on him. Although he was using a slender three-foot sword, it gave Zhao Wumian the feeling that he was holding a broadsword weighing a hundred pounds.

"Good sword!" Zhao Wumian also shouted loudly, and the surrounding energy surged, forcing the silver needles on the surface of his body directly out. The silver needles flew backwards and nailed into the trees and stone steps, making a puffing sound. His body suddenly changed from extremely quiet to extremely moving, without any avoidance. The horizontal sword and long sword were on both sides of the body, drawing out two cold rays of light from the front and the back, and rushed towards Tang Weiyu.

In terms of speed, the Star-Picking Sword is the most unique and fastest sword technique in the world, but Tang Weiyu attacked first. No matter how fast Zhao Wumian was, it would take time for him to accelerate from a standstill to the fastest speed. Therefore, before Zhao Wumian reached his fastest speed, Tang Weiyu's sword had already reached Zhao Wumian's chest in the blink of an eye.

At this point, even if Zhao Wumian wanted to exchange injuries, it would be impossible. He did not practice the horizontal training technique, and Tang Weiyu's sword could probably cut him in half... Both of them were actually assassin-type warriors with high attack and high speed.

Just when Tang Weiyu thought the outcome was decided and wondered if she should stop, she saw that Zhao Wumian's speed suddenly increased by more than 50%, and white gas gushed out from under his raincoat almost like a steam engine.

"The blood of the devil?" Mu Lier was stunned.

It is indeed the Demon Blood Solution, but it is the result of Zhao Wumian's improvement. The Star-Picking Sword is his martial art, so does that mean the Demon Blood Solution is no longer one?

Although the Heavenly Demon Blood Release is only a secret method and not a sword method, and is obviously difficult to integrate, but all martial arts in the world are based on the same principles. This secret method can increase the strength of muscles and bones and burst, while the Star-Picking Sword emphasizes speed and burst. The two actually have similarities.

So isn't there a way to use the luck of the Star-Picking Knife and combine it with the Demon Blood Solution to bring the explosive power, or speed, to a higher level?
There was no such thing before, but Zhao Wumian would practice with Naraku Red Silk whenever he had time. He tried again and again in the illusion created by Naraku Red Silk, and exploded and died again and again. He had no idea how many times he had died before he finally found a way to gain the upper hand.
Higher, faster, stronger! But only one strike... because the body can't bear it.

The skin on Zhao Wumian's arms and legs cracked instantly, emitting blood. The straw raincoat behind him was torn into pieces. The shape of strong wind could be seen from the gaps in the raincoat. In addition, he had just been hit by a hidden weapon, so it could be said that he had become a bloody man.

Tang Weiyu's eyes were filled with astonishment, and his hair stood on end. With his eyesight, he couldn't understand for a moment how Zhao Wumian had increased his speed. But if he didn't put away his knife, then before he could hit Zhao Wumian, the horizontal knife and the long sword would have cut him in half. So he put away his knife without hesitation to block the landing point of the horizontal knife, but he was powerless to do anything about the sword.

Choke——

Amid the violent sound of swords and knives shaking, Zhao Wumian was like a bloody afterimage, drawing a streak of splashing blood from the bottom to the top from the side of Tang Weiyu, and then stopped on the ascending stone steps behind Tang Weiyu. He tilted his hat slightly, bent his body slightly, and sheathed his sword cleanly and neatly, and raindrops fell densely.

Puff————A bloody wound appeared on Tang Weiyu's chest from the shoulder to the lower abdomen. Although it looked like a superficial wound and no broken bones, Tang Weiyu was a master who could communicate between heaven and earth. Logically speaking, he was not comparable to ordinary martial arts masters. But after a few moves with Zhao Wumian, he was the most seriously injured! ?

Mu Lier's eyes were filled with amazement, and the Emei disciples who were looking at this place from the mountain were in an uproar.

Zhao Wumian poured the injured bamboo sword back into the scabbard. The straw raincoat had become rags, mixed with blood and fluttering in the wind, like a tattered cloak. Blood flowed from his body, falling on the stone steps, and then flowed down along the accumulated water on the steps.

After the saber and the sword were used, neither of them made another move. Zhao Wumian put away his sword, held the sword with one hand, and looked back, looking up from the bottom, overlooking Tang Weiyu's back, "Your swordsmanship seems to have some shadows of The Difficult Road to Shu."

Tang Weiyu raised her hand and pressed two acupuncture points on her body to stop the bleeding. She gently shook the long sword in her hand and turned to look at Zhao Wumian. "More than ten years ago, I was defeated miserably in Shudao. Over the years, I have been thinking all the time about how to break this sword..."

"The solution you came up with is to learn the Shu Dao yourself?" Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, "Don't blame your martial arts if you are not strong enough."

Tang Weiyu was silent for a while, then shook her head slightly, saying, "My Lord, you have never fought with Yangshe Congyun, so you don't know the value of 'Knife Champion'."

"As far as I know, most people in the martial arts world do not accept his title of 'King of Swords'. There are warriors who are stronger than him in swordsmanship, including the Master of Huanzhen Pavilion and the Master of Taixuan Palace."

"Indeed, if those two really fought with Yangshe Congyun, there would be more than a dozen ways to defeat him. However, Yangshe Congyun is the 'King of Swords', not the 'King of Martial Arts'. Lord, do you understand what I mean?"

Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows, "Regardless of strength, if we only talk about swordsmanship, Yangshe Congyun's Shudao Nan is the best sword in the world?"

"My Lord Mingzhao." Tang Weiyu smiled bitterly. "I was born in Shu, and I have practiced swordsmanship since I was young. I dreamed of surpassing Yangshe Congyun in swordsmanship... He is not as good as me in light skills and hidden weapons, but I am definitely not his opponent in swordsmanship. No matter how I think about it and how I improve my swordsmanship, the final answer points to the three words 'the road to Shu is difficult'."

He looked at the long sword in his hand and whispered, "Horizontal sword, Miao sword, broad sword, straight sword... almost all sword types, Shudao Nan has its own sword techniques that are most suitable for the characteristics of the weapon. It is not that they are broad but not refined, but that they have reached the extreme on the road of each sword."

Zhao Wumian switched his horizontal sword from his right hand to his left hand. "Just this horizontal sword of mine has four styles: Wanyuexian, Zhaixingdao, Wushandao, and Yunyilou. Each has its own characteristics and points in different directions. Could it be that Shudao Nan is really all-powerful enough to cover all styles of all swords?"

Tang Weiyu was slightly stunned. Without waiting for his answer, Zhao Wumian held the knife in his backhand, bent his arm, wiped the long knife with the clothes between his arms, and continued:

"The difficulty of the Shu Road is not about reaching the extreme on the road of each sword, but what Yangshe Congyun thinks is the extreme. Just like this horizontal sword, the blade is straight and upright. It has the sharpness and elegance of a sword and the domineering power of a sword. What characteristics did Yangshe Congyun bring into play? Which road did he take?"

Tang Weiyu was silent for a few seconds, and then whispered: "Zhongzheng, the momentum is sinking."

Zhao Wumian smiled and sheathed his sword. "Now, I am the world's best swordsman. A sword, a straight sword, or even a stick, are all swords that I can use. I value speed over swords, and I value purpose over weapons."

With Tang Weiyu's attainments in martial arts, she would certainly understand what he said. What Zhao Wumian said actually meant returning to basics, simplicity is the best way, no matter what weapon you use, when you reach a certain level of martial arts, it doesn't matter what weapon you use. And Yangshe Congyun's The Difficult Road to Shu covers every type of sword as much as possible and gives full play to their characteristics. In fact, they are both martial arts, just going in different directions, there is no question of who is right or wrong.

Tang Weiyu was just curious about why Zhao Wumian had such an opinion, so she asked, "Why do you think so?"

"There was a woman who was proficient in all eighteen martial arts. Later, I told her that it was not good for a girl to practice swordsmanship, so she should practice swordsmanship. However, she was reluctant to give up her swordsmanship, so she tried to combine swordsmanship and swordsmanship into one, so that it could accommodate all rivers and seas... Therefore, I think that if you only stick to swordsmanship, you can become a master of swordsmanship, but you cannot become a martial arts master... Yangshe Congyun is the sword master, and he only cares about swordsmanship. Now he can be said to have gotten what he wanted."

Zhao Wumian's tone was somewhat baffling. These words were told to him by Xiao Yuanmu. He actually didn't remember them, but he could imagine the pain Xiao Yuanmu had to endure for this.

Mu Lier stood not far away and stared at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian reacted, coughed lightly, grasped the hilt of the knife, glanced at Tang Weiyu, and smiled faintly, "But since the sword technique you used today is also the difficult way of Shu, don't you think that your sword technique is not as good as Yangshe Congyun? Then I will break the sword technique that the sword master is proud of in advance."

Since he wanted to break through with swordsmanship, Zhao Wumian did not plan to use the Bamboo Sword and the Long Bibo Spear.

However, these words were simply too arrogant, and really added salt to Tang Weiyu's wounds. Therefore, Tang Weiyu also felt competitive. She looked up at Zhao Wumian, holding a knife in one hand and hooking his other hand at Zhao Wumian, "Then, my lord, come and try."

The two stopped talking. Zhao Wumian paused for a moment, then stepped heavily on the stone steps with his boots. The steps under his feet instantly collapsed, and he disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only a stone pit and a human-shaped hole in the rain that he had created.

Zhao Wumian had already approached Tang Weiyu, and slashed at her waist and abdomen with the sword in his hand, leaving a white line in the rain.

The speed was still extremely fast and it seemed unavoidable, but after a few moves, Tang Weiyu was mentally prepared. He stepped back and slashed the long sword upward. Although the speed was not as fast as Zhao Wumian, he was always able to hit his landing point just right, and each time he hit the weakest point of the sword.

After one knife was blocked, Zhao Wumian remained calm and struck out again, one after another, like a rain of force.

Tang Weiyu concentrated his attention. Because Zhao Wumian's knife was too fast, he had to retreat repeatedly and move away to allow more reaction time to block the knife. It seemed that he was beaten back repeatedly and fell into a disadvantage, but for him, since he could block Zhao Wumian's knives every time, it naturally didn't matter to him.

Dang Dang Dang————

In an instant, the sound of endless clashing swords could be heard on the mountain road.

Seeing that Zhao Wumian's sword skills were very strong and forced Tang Weiyu to retreat dozens of steps, Mu Lier couldn't help but use her lightness skills to keep up with the two of them. She was secretly surprised in her heart that Zhao Wumian's strength really changed every day.

From her perspective, the two men were slashing all the way down the mountain path, but she couldn't see the blade of the sword at all. Only countless sparks kept bursting between the two men. The raindrops around them were shattered by the wind from the sword before they got close to them. It was clearly raining at the moment, but not a drop of rain fell on the two of them.

But every time Tang Weiyu took the knife, it became more and more difficult. She felt that the power in her hand was more and more amazing with each blow, and the speed of the knife was getting faster and faster... Wushan Knife!

Each of Zhao Wumian's strikes was accumulating momentum. At this moment, Tang Weiyu was still able to handle it with ease, but if Zhao Wumian continued to chop him, sooner or later he would not be able to block it. Therefore, his swordsmanship changed completely, and he gathered all his energy and thrust the sword forward fiercely.

This knife was completely different from the previous one, and it was more powerful by more than 30%. He was actually slightly weaker than Zhao Wumian in terms of bones and strength, but at this moment he exerted force suddenly, not only would he catch Zhao Wumian off guard, but it would also slow down his next knife a bit, allowing Tang Weiyu to escape immediately.

This was his best solution when facing the Wushan Sword. Ordinary people did not have Tang Weiyu's height and extraordinary lightness skills. Even if they could slow down Zhao Wumian's next sword attack, they did not have the speed and reaction to escape.

There was nothing wrong with Tang Weiyu's idea. As soon as the knife came out, there was a clang and Zhao Wumian really paused in his knife momentum. Tang Weiyu immediately stepped back lightly on the tip of his toes. The tip of the knife brushed against his clothes, and in the blink of an eye he had opened up a distance of several feet between him and Zhao Wumian.

He secretly had a headache in his heart, because Zhao Wumian knew too many sword techniques, and each of them was learned by the martial arts master, the top figure in the martial arts world. When fighting with him, he had no idea whether his next sword would be the Wushan Sword or the Wanyue String... He could only counter his moves.

But could he still let Zhao Wumian beat him up? Are you kidding me?
While thinking, Tang Weiyu stepped on a tree behind him with his boots, held the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, pointed the tip of the knife at Zhao Wumian, and snorted coldly, "Take it!"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Weiyu suddenly exerted force, his body broke through the rain curtain, and his long sword was like a silver dragon, with its head raised and fangs bared, sweeping up the mountain road. Strong winds blew in all directions, and the yellow lights in the hard stone lampstands on both sides first went out, and then suddenly cracked inch by inch!
Zhao Wumian's sword strike just now missed, not only did all the accumulated power of the Wushan Sword disappear into thin air, but the old power had just gone and the new power had not yet been generated, which was a flaw!

This knife can determine the outcome!
"drink--"

But then, a trace of deep surprise emerged in Tang Weiyu's eyes. Zhao Wumian swung his sword in the air, and his footsteps stepped heavily on the stone steps like a rock. He twisted his body and also grasped the handle of the sword with both hands. With a loud shout, the blade circled around Zhao Wumian, as if cutting through the rain curtain, and a cold light flashed.

Not only was the speed of this knife much faster, allowing Tang Weiyu to avoid the flaw that occurred in the blink of an eye, but the knife's power did not slow down at all, and it was even more fierce. It was impossible to tell that the Wushan Knife had missed the target.

Tang Weiyu was very familiar with this sword technique...The Road to Shu is Difficult·The Heavy Sword Chapter.

Zhao Wumian also knows the difficult road to Shu! ? He even took advantage of its strengths and sewed it into the Wushan Knife! ? Is the knife technique so easy to sew?

Wushan Knife, if you hit the target, you can accumulate momentum. Shudao is difficult, if you don't hit the target, you can also accumulate momentum. Who doesn't know how powerful it would be if these two swordsmanship were combined? There are so many geniuses in the world, who can really take the essence and remove the dregs, and combine the advantages of the two into one! ? What kind of talent and understanding is this! ?

If I could have such talent, the outcome of that battle would have been different...

While they were in shock, the two of them had already started fighting.

clang! ! !
With a loud bang, the energy flowed into Tang Weiyu's body along the long sword, and then flowed out along her back. A hole suddenly appeared on the rain curtain behind Tang Weiyu, splitting left and right!
Tang Weiyu's legs were almost two feet embedded in the stone steps, but he could not get rid of his upward momentum no matter what. He still maintained the posture of drawing the sword, but his body was out of control and slid down!

The Queen Mother was still in the carriage, looking at the mountain with a little worry. At this moment, there was a loud "bang" and a figure slid down the mountain road, then flew upside down in the air and hit the gate of Mount Emei heavily, smashing it to pieces. Then it rolled on the ground and slid back several feet before barely stopping, bringing up countless smoke and broken bricks.

boom!
And a residual image rushed out from the mountain at an even faster speed and slammed heavily into the smoke and dust. The strong wind blew away the smoke and dust in an instant, revealing the scenery inside.

The empress dowager frowned and looked over, only to see a man in a bamboo hat covered in blood, with a sword in his hand pointing directly at the neck of a man in a gray robe. The man in the gray robe only had time to block the tip of the sword with the handle, and the two weapons kept shaking.

If they really want to fight to the death, it's still a long way to go. Even if Zhao Wumian really wants to kill, he can't kill Tang Weiyu, but in terms of martial arts, the winner is already decided.

Therefore, Zhao Wumian said calmly:

"Master Tang, you are defeated."

Tang Weiyu did not rely on hidden weapons, and Zhao Wumian did not use swordsmanship or spearmanship. The two of them only used knives. Therefore, Tang Weiyu was not defeated by hard power, but by knife skills.

More than ten years ago, Tang Weiyu was defeated by Yangshe Congyun in swordsmanship. More than ten years later, he was defeated by Zhao Wumian again.

This is the martial arts world. When a talented and high-spirited warrior becomes famous and becomes an "old man", there will always be a newcomer to defeat him.

The new and the old interweave like waves and tides.

(End of this chapter)