As if being cut away by some kind of great force, the bald man's offensive was directly broken.

The eyes of all Jian Xiu and Ding Xiu who were watching were suddenly frozen!

They saw it really, Jian Wushuang's blade of grass chopped off, condensing a ten thousand zhang sword light, and easily smashed the bald man's offensive!

Could it be that even the blade of grass can release a strong sword intent? !

With a flick of the blade of grass in his hand, Jian Wushuang said in a low voice, "If you are not able to threaten my offensive, I advise you to return to wherever you came from, so that I won't throw you out."

"Arrogance comes at a price!" The bald man was furious, his figure soared by several meters, and the dark yellow power surging around his body became more surging and terrifying.

"Ju Motian!"

Along with his roar, the entire tens of thousands of feet of the dojo was quietly covered with a layer of illusory dust.

And in the dust, Jian Wushuang could feel that his own power was slowly fading.

This is a fairy style, a fairy style used by a bald man.

But after experiencing the battle with Chang Duoling, he could feel that his perception had reached another level.

Including the pure realm of his own power and the control of kendo are no longer comparable.

If this bald man who had mastered the reality before, might still be able to fight Jian Wushuang for several rounds, but now, all this has changed.

He could even completely defeat the bald man by using any Xinghehuhai sword intent.

But Jian Wushuang didn't do that. In order to better integrate knowledge and action, and better teach the sword repairers present, he used the flowing cloud grass sword style.

The seventh style, the grass leaves turn green.

The successful smile on the bald man's face hadn't even completely disappeared. The next moment his fairy-like giant desert sky was completely broken by the seven vast sword intent.

These seven sword intents are the shadows of the seven blades of grass. After easily breaking the fairy style, all of them slashed towards him without any reduction.

The bald-headed man reacted slowly for a while, unable to dodge, and was struck by seven swords in a row.

"Damn it, it's weird!" He was frightened and released the immortal style again.

"Mountains and rivers are transformed!"

As the bald man's voice fell, his huge and sturdy figure swelled to an unimaginable level once again, and his entire skin showed a grayish-yellow color, like a raised rock.

Then, he was like a walking mountain, violently crashing into Jian Wushuang!

And Jian Wushuang obviously didn't want to engage in this meaningless battle, and directly released the flowing clouds grass sword style, the eighth style, eyebrow cut four seasons.

Slashing the blade of grass in the hand, this sword style is more sophisticated and complicated than the seventh style, and is the pinnacle of the entire spectrum of Liuyun grass sword style.

This sword has a total of eight swords, and it combines the pinnacle sword of the first seven styles. The eight sword styles are unified, which is enough to overshadow the four seasons.

Between the grass leaf eyebrows, a million strands of sword intent were startled, and he slashed straight forward.

The bald man who was running wild, only felt that a big crisis flashed in his mind, and then he made a decisive decision and directly defended on the spot.

But the eighth style of the Flowing Cloud Grass Sword is really too vast, especially if it is performed by Jian Wushuang himself, its power is infinite.

Almost just in this encounter, the bald man was swallowed by the infinite sword intent.

"Bang! Bang! Zheng—"

There was a thumping sound from the entire dojo, which was completely condensed by generative power.

The cobweb-like crack appeared where the bald man was standing.

Eight Dao strong sword intents, one sword and one sword slashed down, even if Yanxian had already disappeared.

But the bald man was different, his ability to resist was almost to a terrifying point, even if the sword intent left indelible damage on him, he didn't say a word.

The dojo is collapsing.

When the last strong sword intent fell, everything returned to peace.

The smoke dissipated, and the scene that followed made all the sword repairers enthusiastic.

It turns out that the flowing clouds grass sword style will have such a power to reach the top!

I saw that bald man, now most of his figure was smashed into the dojo, like a blood man, lying on his back on the dojo without knowing his life or death.

Jian Wushuang stepped forward slowly, looking at the bald man with a slight surprise in his heart.

He was very clear about how strong the sword intent released by his hand was, as long as it was under Dayan Immortal, no Immortal Yan could bear it.

But right now this guy can withstand it. Although it is a bit horrible, his Xianyuan has not suffered any damage.

Jian Wushuang finally came to understand why this guy would come forward to challenge without fear. It was purely because of his thick skin. If he was replaced by another Immortal, I am afraid that he would not be able to hammer him.

After sighing in his heart, he directly waved his hand to pull the bald man out of the dojo, and threw it out of Xiao Gutian with a little force.

After doing all this, Jian Wushuang looked at all the top repairs in the dojo and said calmly, "This is the power of the Liuyun grass sword style."

As he said, he stretched out his hand and threw it, and the blade of grass in his hand fell like a stream of light in the center of the entire dojo.

At the same time the blade of grass fell to the ground, it stood upright in the center of the dojo like a small sword, and ninety-nine streams of light gushed out of the blade of grass, turning into rows of colorful flowers covering the surrounding.

"These ninety-nine sword intents are the entire spectrum of flowing clouds and grass sword style. You can feel it at any time and tell you one more thing."

"I have a strand of my own kendo hidden in that blade of grass. If someone can pull out that blade of grass by then, whoever owns the strand of kendo inside."

As soon as these words came out, all sword repairs were extremely enthusiastic, looking at the blade of grass standing in the center of the dojo.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and at the same time he stretched out the palm of his right hand, and a bird condensed by the intent of the sword began to chirping.

This is the ninth style of Liuyun Caojian, and the bird stops.

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The flying bird came out of Jian Wushuang's hand, flapped its wings and flew in the air, and finally landed on the blade of grass in the center of the dojo and began to fall asleep.

"Someone may ask whether the Liuyun Grass Sword can be cultivated to the realm of great success. Now I will tell you, of course it can."

"When this Asuka is willing to stay on the point of someone's sword, kendo will be done."

After speaking these last words, Jian Wushuang floated away from the dojo.

Xu Jin hurriedly got up, and after a few dozen quick steps, she stopped.

His gaze had been staring at Jian Wushuang's leaving back, until everything disappeared completely before he came back to his senses, and his eyes became extremely firm at this moment.

　　

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