Volume 5: The Two Great Prideful Sons (Part 2) Chapter 163: Turtle Mountain Throne Wei Wuya
Su Weiyun lay on the ground.
Wei Wuya was in the sky, looking down from above, with his palms covering the sky.
A sword suddenly went upstream!
This sword is different from any previous sword techniques. Previous sword techniques were all one move at a time, such as destroying the heart and taking life, three immortals taking life, and hell taking life.
These are all sword moves, techniques.
The moves have their own mutual promotion and restraint, and can break up the fight, but this sword is not like that.
If the previous sword moves were compared to "picking leaves and flying flowers", then the sword that Su Weiyun stabbed out at this moment was "ancient tree".
The flowers and leaves are just side branches of the tree, but now Su Weiyun has displayed the tree itself in its entirety to the world.
Maybe this tree is not huge, not strong, not sharp, but the perfect quality it possesses cannot be compared with any beautiful flowers or elegant leaves.
The Thirteen Deadly Swords, the thirteenth move, is also the last move in the original sword manual. It is complete and can kill people with wood and stone!
The tip of the sword points upward, just like a thin tree sprouting from the crack of a cliff, growing into a strange tree, stretching out its own unique posture.
When the trees wave in the wind and sprout, they will be blown, sharpened and baptized by the strong winds from the cliffs. If they are not careful, they will be uprooted and reduced to ashes!
The thirteenth move is not only complete, but also dangerous, extremely dangerous!
It was because Su Weiyun had put himself in a desperate situation. If he couldn't defeat Wei Wuya, he would have no way out!
This is the true meaning of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, each move is fatal, and this is also the true truth that Du Sha wants to teach him - if you can't take someone else's life, you have to die yourself!
Fight to the death to take the enemy's life!
Burn your boats and fight to the death. People who have this kind of absolute faith can often win!
laugh!
A sword wound suddenly appeared on Wei Wuya's lower abdomen .
His claws still grabbed down fiercely, attacking the Dazhui point on Su Weiyun's back. Even in such a tense and critical moment, his acupuncture point identification was still very accurate. But he was three points slower.
By the time he dug down with his strange hands with black nails, Su Weiyun had already pulled away, leaving only a emerald green sword stuck in his body.
Wei Wuya opened his eyes wide, looked around blankly, muttered to himself, and waved his hands around like a madman.
"How could I lose? How could I lose to someone else? Is there anyone in the world who can defeat me except my fiancée Yao Yue Lian Xing?"
Su Weiyun stepped aside, and Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque were protecting him on his left and right.
Hua Wu Que looked at the sword stuck in Wei Wu Ya's abdomen and said slowly: "That sword strike just now can be called peerless."
Xiao Yu'er said, "Even though that sword was exquisite, it was not enough to defeat Wei Wuya."
Wei Wuya was a martial arts genius. More than ten years ago, even Lu Zhongyuan and Shenlong Xingjun were not his match. The only people in the world who dared to say they could definitely beat him were probably Yan Nantian and Yao Yue Lianxing.
Xiao Yuer went on to say, "But he was poisoned, and he had fought many battles, so he finally exhausted his physical strength and blood. It was not unjust for him to die here."
Hua Wu Que suddenly added: "What's more, Brother Su's scolding has taken away his will and spirit."
Wei Wuya's clothes were slightly stained red, but still not messy. He covered his stomach and tried hard to hide his legs.
The sword pierced his body, but very little blood flowed out.
This was because Wei Wuya's blood and essence had already been consumed too much in the previous chase. Whether it was forcibly breaking through the acupuncture points or bleeding and taking pills to alleviate the effect of the "Ten Fragrance Softening Muscle Powder", his body was severely damaged.
The only reason he has been able to hold on until now is because of his strong will and powerful internal skills.
Wei Wuya struggled, supporting himself with his hands, dragging his broken body and slowly twisting and crawling on the ground. He still wanted to sit back on the throne that belonged to him.
He finally crawled to the side of the throne, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the seat, but he no longer had any strength to support himself and sit on the chair.
“Hoo…Hoo…”
Wei Wu Ya was panting at first, and then gradually turned into a howl.
His two hands were tightly gripping the chair, and his four-inch black nails left ten deep marks on it, just like the marks left by the claws of an evil spirit from the abyss of hell on the earth.
Su Ying stared at him infatuatedly, not knowing what to say, her eyes were filled with a mixture of gratitude, sadness, hatred, anger, and helplessness...
Everyone looked at him, but no one was willing to step forward to help him.
Just when Wei Wuya's fingers were almost worn out, he finally summoned up a little internal strength to jump onto the chair and sit firmly.
The chair was very high, and Wei Wuya sat on it proudly, looking at Su Weiyun, Xiao Yuer, Hua Wuque, Tie Xinlan, and Su Ying one by one with contemptuous eyes.
Finally, Wei Wuya sat on the chair in a strange posture, hiding both legs completely.
After finishing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and closed his eyes.
"Kill Wei Wuya, the 'Toothless Rat' of the Twelve Constellations, and complete part of the order."
"Reward: A copy of "The Zen of Withering and Flourishing"."
"'Withering and Blooming Zen': The Sala tree, half withered and half blooming. The most classic martial arts of the Buddhist Tianlong Temple. One tree withered and the other bloomed, all became a passing cloud, describing the myriad things in the world, the vicissitudes of life."
The reward Su Weiyun received was a strange and inexplicable internal energy technique.
After Wei Wuya died, Su Ying was the first to step forward, slowly pulled out the Xiaoxiang sword, and handed it back to Su Weiyun.
Then she said, "Will you let me bury him?"
Xiao Yuer sighed, "Yes, of course."
Su Ying was about to take action when a cold voice suddenly came from outside.
"Xiao Yu'er, you were hiding in Guishan. That hateful Su Weiyun even tricked my sister into going to Gusu City to look for you. Humph!"
A woman in palace dress walked out of the door. She was cold and detached from the world, and so indifferent that it seemed as if she didn't care about anything.
She looks about five or six points similar to Yao Yue, but she is more human and less cold than Yao Yue.
Hua Wuque's expression changed, and he immediately turned around and saluted the visitor. The visitor turned out to be Lian Xing, the second palace master of Yihua Palace !
Lian Xing was still far away, and it was not clear how skilled she was, but she came up to him in a flash and said, "Wu Que, Xiao Yu'er is right in front of you, why don't you kill him?!"
Hua Wu Que was sweating profusely, but he said firmly: "My disciple has a three-month battle agreement with him. I must wait until after three months to fight him!"
Lian Xing's voice became a little cold, and she said, "The Grand Palace Master went everywhere to look for Xiao Yu'er for you, but you are here to make friends with him. Are you worthy of her?"
Hua Wu Que said: "My disciple and Jiang Xiaoyu just met by chance."
Lian Xing did not comment, but said, "I will make arrangements when the Grand Palace Master comes back."
She looked at Su Weiyun again, at the sword in his hand, and asked, "Did you kill Wei Wuya?"
Lian Xing didn't know at this time that he was Su Weiyun who had deceived Yao Yue. Jiang Xiaoyu, Hua Wuque, Su Ying, and Tie Xinlan were all very smart and naturally would not reveal this identity.
Su Weiyun replied: "Yes."
Lian Xing frowned slightly and said, "Who asked you to meddle in other people's business? Wei Wuya was supposed to be killed by my Yihua Palace."
Su Weiyun said: "It's too late to regret now that the idle things have been done."
Lian Xing asked in a deep voice: "What's your name?"
"My name happens to be Su Weiyun."
Lian Xing's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent: "You dare to say that you are Su Weiyun? Then you deserve to die today!"
Xiao Yu'er, Hua Wu Que and the others all looked at Su Weiyun, not understanding why he would reveal his true identity. For decades, only Yan Nantian survived the war against Yihua Palace.
But Su Weiyun shook his head: "It won't be me who dies today."
Lian Xing sneered: "Do you think I can't kill you?"
Behind her, a loud voice suddenly rang out from the cave entrance: "With Lu Zhongyuan here, you really can't kill him!"
