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Long Ziyou, defeated

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    Like the legendary Yuchang, Chunyun, Go-getters, Moxie, etc., these are spirit swords, which not only cut iron like mud, blow hair and cut hair, but also have their own sword energy, and ten thousand swords can pierce the heart.

    It can be said that any spirit sword can greatly increase the strength of a kendo warrior.

    But how rare are spiritual swords in the world, for example, the broken sword behind him is a middle-grade spiritual sword!

    Because of this, he would carry this broken sword on his back at all times like a treasure.

    But now, the first thing I saw in Long Ziyou's hand was the best of the top-grade spirit swords - Qiushui Sword!

    This makes Kazuo Izumisawa, how can he not be surprised and envious?

    "That's right, this is Qiushuijian!"

    Long Ziyou stood proudly with awe-inspiring eyes.

    This sword is the spiritual sword bestowed on her by the old Patriarch himself, the best of the best!

    However, after a brief astonishment, Kazuo Izumizawa immediately returned to his normal expression, without any panic on his face.

    Although the Qiushui sword is a famous sword.

    But it also depends on who is using it!

    I saw Kazuo Izumisawa's palm drop, the broken sword on his back jumped up, and fell into his hand, and then the inner strength of his palm slashed into the sword body, and the broken sword, which was originally broken, suddenly became full of energy, and a ball of cold air was ignited.  sharp!

    "Since you want to compare swords with me, then I will use this broken sword in my hand to let you, Hua Xiajiao, see the profoundness of my Dongdao swordsmanship!"

    Kazuo Izumizawa stood proudly, his face full of pride and confidence.

    Long Ziyou didn't make a sound, but tightly held the Qiushui sword in his hand, holding it on his chest, there was an indomitable momentum, like an ancient heroine.

    In an instant.

    Kazuo Izumisawa had already drawn his sword out of its sheath, his body turned into an afterimage, he leaped a few feet, and instantly killed Long Ziyou's head with a single strike.

    Long Ziyou gritted his silver teeth, turned his head to avoid it, and then used his inner strength to raise the Qiushui sword.

    "Clang!"

    The two swords struck each other, accompanied by the sound of gold and iron clashing, and the two swords immediately sparked a fierce battle.

    Kazuo Izumisawa's stature skyrocketed, and he stomped his back foot again, and the ground he stepped on sank another foot in an instant, and he swept forward with the blade of the sword.

    Long Ziyou's feet were drawn two meters away before stopping.

    Long Ziyou remained calm, and continued to move forward with his sword, like a torrent, fighting with Kazuo Izumisawa.

    In an instant, the whole scene was full of flashes of swords and shadows of swords, flashes of swords and flashes of swords, and the sound of gold and iron was endlessly heard.

    The surrounding area was full of howling winds and yellow sand, and the confrontation between the two quickly reached a fever pitch.

    "Bang, bang!"

    After another burst of clashes, in the void, one of the figures staggered back, it was Long Ziyou.

    At this moment, Long Ziyou's face was still extremely solemn, and there was even a hint of horror in his solemn eyes.

    If there was still a trace of doubt before, then at this moment, Long Ziyou has completely believed it.

    Kazuo Izumisawa is definitely among all the young people who have fought against her.

    The strongest one, none!

    At the beginning, she didn't fully realize it, but as the battle became more and more fierce, her skill had obviously reached the point where stamina was insufficient, but Kazuo Izumisawa was still as imposing as a rainbow, and she could feel every strike of the opponent.  The momentum is heavy.

    Even though she was holding the Qiushui sword of the high-grade spiritual sword, she was still shocked by the opponent's middle-grade spiritual sword. Until the end, she had no power to fight back, so she had to hold on.

    However, Kazuo Izumisawa did not give Long Ziyou any chance to rest. He saw the broken sword in his hand shoot out in the air like a shooting star with killing intent, and it arrived in an instant.

    Long Ziyou quickly mobilized his internal strength, took advantage of Qiushui Sword's soft and flexible advantages, entangled the opponent's broken sword and flew into the air.

    However, Kazuo Izumisawa had already soared into the air, grabbed the remnant sword in the air, mixed with overwhelming inner strength, and cut it down with one sword!

    In an instant, the earth trembled and the mountains shook,

    Under one blow, Long Ziyou was immediately slashed and retreated in embarrassment, his mouth was about to burst!

    "How can it be!"

    A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Long Ziyou's mouth, and for the first time, his ice-cold face was full of fear.

    Although her cultivation rank is only forty-seventh on the list of the world's top talents, she asks herself that her current cultivation level is not much lower than that of some descendants of the royal family.

    But the spring in front of me is likeHer strength is obviously stronger than hers by at least two grades.

    "Haha!" Facing Long Ziyou's surprised and dissatisfied expression, Izumisawa Kazuo laughed heartily, saying:

    "Although you have the blessing of the Autumn Water Sword, after all, you only have the cultivation base of the middle stage of Huajin."

    "And I." Kazuo Izumizawa said proudly, "As early as a year ago, I have entered the late stage of Huajin!"

    "Coupled with the blessings of my East Island nation's profound and exquisite swordsmanship, do you think that my title as the No. 1 Tianjiao in the East Island is for nothing?"

    Kazuo Izumizawa asked sharply.

    At this moment, he held the sword in one hand, pointed at the sky obliquely, and there was an arrogance that looked down on the world between his brows.

    "I thought that in your land of China, there are many talented people. The envoy of Dragon Suzaku, who is known as the most proud woman in the world, should be a rare martial arts genius, but today, I know that China's number one  Female Tianjiao is nothing more than that!"

    Kazuo Izumisawa taunted with disdain, pursing his lips.

    "you¡­¡­"

    Long Ziyou Liu frowned, she was a majestic envoy of the Vermilion Bird, a proud daughter of a generation of emperors, she had never received such contempt.

    "Before I came to Huaxia this time, I originally wanted to push your Huaxia's Tianjiao list, but I never thought that even you, the number one female Tianjiao, only have such a little strength, so I'm afraid other people Ha ha."

    Having said that, Kazuo Izumizawa smiled disdainfully.

    "Looking at it now, looking at your Huaxia Jiao world, I am afraid that there is only Yin Lingtian left, who is barely qualified to fight this Tianjiao."

    "However, all of your Huaxia Tianjiao are so watery. I'm curious, can that Yin Lingtian be able to withstand the sword of this Tianjiao?"

    Kazuo Izumizawa laughed coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm.

    Looking at Kazuo Izumisawa's proud and arrogant face, Long Zi Youqi clenched his silver teeth and trembled all over.

    Since she was born, she has never suffered such humiliation and blows as today.

    This also greatly frustrated her self-esteem, which she had always regarded as high.

    Just at this moment, Kazuo Izumizawa's cold gaze fell back on Long Ziyou,

    All of a sudden, Long Ziyou suddenly felt a sense of danger.

    "Don't worry, I won't kill you. Even if I want to kill you, I will only kill you on the stage of the exchange conference, openly in front of all Chinese people!"

    Kazuo Izumize sneered again and again, after all, there was one thing that interested him more than Long Ziyou's life.

    I saw his cold eyes, with a hint of greed, immediately fell on the Qiushui sword in Long Ziyou's hand.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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