Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 102: Antisocial Personality Often Has Self-Destructive Tendencies
When Jiang Ba walked onto the sword platform, Tie Muyi had also stood up and placed the iron sword beside him.
Jiangba looked at him and took off the sword on his back.
Dugu Bufu's gaze moved from Jiang Ba to Tie Muyi.
"In a few years, he might be able to fight me," he said softly.
I don't know whether these words were directed at Li Si or at himself.
On the sword stage, the confrontation between Tie Muyi and the foreign swordsman attracted a lot of people's attention, especially when the giant sword behind Jiang Ba fell to the ground with a loud bang, almost everyone present looked over.
"Tie Muyi." Tie Muyi gave his name and raised the sword in front of him.
Jiangba stretched his neck, grinned, and spoke in stiff Chinese.
"The Kingdom of Yue, the border is strong."
Tie Muyi nodded lightly, but the moment he lowered his head, Jiang Ba had already drawn the giant sword beside him and rushed to him.
The giant sword fell down at an incredible speed.
Li Si was stunned for a moment, the onlookers were also shocked, and Tie Muyi didn't react at all.
By the time he reacted and held the iron sword across his body, the giant sword was almost touching the tip of his nose.
"when!! "
The two swords collided with each other, and a loud clanging sound swept across, echoing between the mountain peaks and waking up everyone.
On the stage, Tie Muyi precariously held Jiang Ba's giant sword, looking at the blade right in front of him with a frown.
Jiangba was very strong. In terms of strength, he was even stronger than him. Coupled with the unexpected sword, he almost died under the sword. Fortunately, he managed to block the sword with his cleverness at the last moment.
In front of Tie Muyi, Jiang Ba's smile deepened and he continued to speak in Chinese.
"You're good, very good ."
Having said that, without any hesitation, he raised the huge sword in his hand again and slashed at Tie Muyi once again without any reservation.
Tie Muyi had no choice but to raise his sword to meet the enemy in a hurry.
"Dang, dang, dang..." In a few breaths, a series of noises accompanied by gusts of cold wind spread out, making the ears of people nearby hurt.
Jiang Ba's sword was so fast that it left no room for maneuver and hit Tie Muyi's sword continuously like a violent storm.
In comparison, Tie Muyi is like a small boat in a rainstorm, struggling to stay afloat between the huge waves and in danger of being swallowed up at any time.
At this time, everyone watching the fight had already seen the problem. Jiang Ba was not fighting with swords at all, he wanted to kill Tie Muyi.
The World Sword Alliance has never stipulated that killing people is forbidden. After all, swords have no eyes and there will always be times when they are biased.
However, this was the first time they had seen someone so murderous.
It seemed that some people in the crowd could no longer hold back and wanted to step forward to stop it, because neither the first-hand attack nor the use of force to press the opponent's vital points were the behaviors that should be used in a competition.
But immediately afterwards, Jiang Ba's sword made everyone silent.
There was a sudden cessation of wind, and just as Tie Muyi blocked Jiang Ba's sword, the second sword was already raised in front of him.
Then in an instant, the internal energy on the sword platform paused for a moment, then suddenly surged up, and a murderous aura rose up, like a terrifying ferocious beast suddenly appearing out of nowhere.
The giant sword as tall as a person stood upright in the sky. The iron chain locked on the hilt was shaking, making bursts of heart-pounding sounds, like a ferocious beast growling, ready to devour its prey at any time.
Below the sword, a nine-foot-tall man held the fierce sword in his hand, with a ferocious smile on his face and slightly red eyes. The hot true energy surged out of his body, condensing the cold air around him into white mist, surrounding him.
"Roar." The big man growled and a puff of white smoke came out of his mouth.
Then, he stepped out of the fog, and the huge sword in his hand fell down.
Before the sword fell, no one knew how heavy it was. They only knew that it dragged the mist, tore apart the mountain wind, and made everyone's clothes rustle.
Tie Muyi did not take the sword head-on, because he felt that he could not catch it, so he moved aside a little, but he only had time to move aside a little before the sword fell down and hit the corner of his clothes and landed on the ground.
"Bang!!!" It was as if the mountain was shaking, and the gravel under the sword was flying. The swordsmen sitting on the top of the mountain couldn't help but hold on to the ground with their hands.
The wind and smoke rolled around in the platform for a long time. Only when the wind and smoke dispersed did people see the appearance of the sword platform clearly. Then, everyone took a breath of cold air.
At this time, the originally intact sword platform had been split into two halves. The big man named Jiangba stood in the center of the sword platform, and the sword in his hand was completely immersed in the sword platform.
The animal skin short coat on his body was stretched into rags by his bulging muscles. His already huge body became even bigger, and he looked like a human-shaped giant beast.
He smiled, glanced at Tie Muyi who dodged the sword, and spoke slowly.
"See? This is how the sword is chopped."
Obviously, he was still a little dissatisfied with the sword that Tie Muyi had used to chop Feng Shanyang.
Since it is a sword used for chopping, it should be more decisive, with the power to split mountains and rocks, and the determination to fight to the death.
"Cough." Tie Muyi coughed, leaving a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He stepped back several steps before raising his sword again and looking at Jiang Ba solemnly.
The aftermath of the sword strike just now had caused him severe internal injuries. If he had really been hit, he would not be able to stand now.
Who is this person?
Not only Tie Muyi thought so, everyone under the sword stage thought so.
Xinjiang is strong.
Has anyone heard of this name? No.
But judging from the sword he just struck, his martial arts and swordsmanship have definitely surpassed those of ordinary famous masters, and are even close to the top masters in the world.
On the first sword platform, Dugu Bufu placed his hand on the hilt of the sword in his arms.
In the crowd, the confused Taoist also opened his sleepy eyes, looked at Jiangba on the stage, and muttered to himself.
"It seems that this time the trouble is really big."
"Who are you?" Tie Muyi took a breath on the sword stage and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"
"Who am I?" Jiang Ba smiled, pulled out the giant sword from the rubble of the sword platform and said, "I've told you this before, my name is Jiang Ba."
"As for what I am here for." Jiangba smiled, looked at all the swordsmen sitting there, grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth.
"It's simple. I will kill you all, or be killed by you all."
