Chapter 275 Eat me with a knife
On the pier, the one who felt the most distressed was Guo Sixiang.
Although the ships that were smashed into pieces by the Black Dragon were officially owned by the government, they were slowly built bit by bit under his painstaking efforts. Not only did it consume a lot of his energy, but he even used a lot of It is not an exaggeration to say that his family assets are his direct descendants.
But what he didn't expect was that these direct assets would be destroyed by the opponent Black Dragon in one fell swoop under such circumstances. Seeing that many years of painstaking management were instantly wiped out, Guo Sixiang's heart was bleeding with pain.
I don’t know whether what the other party did was an honest mistake or whether it was intentional...
If the other party did this intentionally, then this Scarker was too powerful. He just showed some signs of wanting to help the Magic Armor Corps, and was immediately discovered by the other party, and gave him a severe and fatal blow.
Such a person is really difficult to deal with. It is best not to provoke him easily...
Now that he saw the Black Dragon turning its bow again on the river, Guo Sixiang couldn't help but feel his heart beat again. He didn't know what the other party was going to do.
However, this time his worries were somewhat unnecessary. The other party did not use any other tricks, but slowly brought the Black Dragon over and parked it on the berth smoothly.
"The people of Wuyang County are so enthusiastic. Are they putting on such a big display just to welcome me?"
The scarred man jumped off the Black Dragon and walked calmly on the dock, smiling jokingly.
Guo Sixiang and Lin Youlong on the side heard his ridicule, and they fell silent for a while. Just now, they could be said to have a strong lineup, but at this moment, both on the shore and underwater, everything was in a mess. The troops that had been assembled just now were also in a mess. Having been defeated long ago, they really don't have the confidence to call themselves a "big battle" in front of this scarred guest...
"More than just welcome, we want to do more than just welcome."
The interface was none other than Gao Zhengbang, the Grandmaster of the Martial Saint.
Lu Yu's eyes suddenly looked over.
Gao Zhengbang did not shy away and took the initiative to meet the other party's gaze.
The eyes of both parties met in the air, as if fire was bursting out.
In fact, Lu Yu had already noticed the situation here when he commanded the Black Dragon to crash into the loading ship on the ship. For this person who dared to attack the Black Dragon head-on with a mere flesh and blood, he felt deeply in his heart. Left a very deep impression.
Maybe, this person happens to be the master specially sent by the third prince to deal with him.
Therefore, he would get off the boat to see what happened no matter what.
At this moment, as soon as the two people's eyes met, Lu Yu already understood in his heart that what he had expected was true. This person was specifically targeting him.
It is inevitable that there will be a battle between the two.
"Oh? Really? What else do you want to do?"
Lu Yu walked up calmly, even if he was facing such a Martial Saint Grandmaster alone, he still didn't feel any pressure.
"For example, take off the head from your neck." Gao Zhengbang replied, his tone was calm, unhurried and unhurried.
Lu Yu suddenly laughed: "My king's head is right here. If you want to take it off, just use your ability to get it! I'm afraid that you are not good enough and will send your own head to mine instead." In hand!"
Before Gao Zhengbang could speak, Gu Sian beside him was already furious.
"Don't be unreasonable, surnamed Wang! Do you know who is standing in front of you now? It is Grandmaster Gao Zhengbang, known as the Martial Saint. Although he usually lurks in the palace, his reputation has already spread throughout the country. The world!”
"It's extremely ridiculous that you are not even aware that your death date is approaching, and that you are still talking nonsense here!"
Lu Yu curled his lips disdainfully and said: "Who am I? It turns out to be the number one swordsman in Kyoto, no wonder he looks so familiar... However, after all, you are just one of my defeated generals, but you are here to criticize me. I'm afraid This is how ridiculous you are!"
"you……"
Gu Sian's words happened to touch the pain in his heart, and he suddenly blushed and was speechless.
Lu Yu ignored him and turned to face Gao Zhengbang, his eyes becoming more and more unruly.
"It turns out he is a great master! So, I have decided to take the head from your neck this time! Come on, take my knife!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already picked up a long red knife in his hand and struck Gao Zhengbang directly in front of him.
The blade cut the air and even made a harsh sound.
This sword was excellent in terms of speed, strength, and timing, and it could be regarded as a very exquisite attack.
However, this is only for general situations.
If such an offensive was used to attack a Martial Saint, it would not be enough.
When everyone around them saw this scene, they felt that this scarred man was really overestimating his own abilities. How powerful the Grand Master's methods were. He actually wanted to use such an offensive to take off the opponent's head. This was tantamount to... Seeking death.
Sure enough, facing Lu Yu's offensive, Gao Zhengbang didn't even raise his eyelids. He even had time to turn his head and confess to Gu Sian: "Look carefully, how I defeated him!"
After saying this, he swung out a punch, which struck first and then hit the opponent's blade hard.
Everyone around was amazed.
What is a Martial Saint?
Tempering the power of the physical body to the top, with every punch, kick, and move, possessing the power to turn decay into magic. This is the ultimate in martial arts, and it is the Martial Saint!
The method of martial arts cultivation is slightly different from the Qi cultivation method popular in Dali Sword Sect in terms of cultivation methods, but in the end they reach the same goal through different paths.
To sum up, martial arts cultivation focuses on refining the body, tempering the physical body to become stronger, and then in turn driving the aura and spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Qi cultivation focuses on nourishing qi, containing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the sea of qi, and then continuously tempering and evolving it, so that it can possess various magical powers.
Each of the two cultivation methods has its own merits, and it is difficult to distinguish them. Each has its own market among the eight immortal sects.
If we had to make a comparison, compared to the level of Qi Cultivation, the level of the Martial Saint is probably already the strength of the Guihai level.
At this moment, Gao Zhengbang punched out and struck the long knife in Lu Yu's hand with his bare hands. Everyone couldn't help but get excited. The punch from Master Wusheng made everyone feel excited. .
Sure enough, under the impact of this punch, Lu Yu was knocked away even with his sword. He stepped back several steps with thumping feet before he stopped the momentum abruptly, looking a little embarrassed.
"Sorry, this is my first time using this knife, so I'm not very comfortable yet..."
Lu Yu shook his sore wrist and explained mockingly.
After hearing this, Gao Zhengbang still had no reaction, his face was as calm as ever.
But other people around him couldn't help but show disdain. There was nothing to be ashamed of after being defeated by a Martial Saint Grandmaster, but if you couldn't afford to lose and forced an explanation, then it was a matter of character. .
It seems that although this scarred man has vicious methods, his life style is just like this...
However, what everyone didn't know was that this sword was indeed Lu Yu's first use, and it was forcibly collected from the blood sword old demon Yan Dadao.
Before leaving, he suddenly had an impromptu idea and felt that he had to have a refreshing weapon to travel around the world as Scar King. Obviously, it was impossible for him to take out the Feihong Sword, so he set his sights on the Xue Dao Sect treasure in Yan Dadao's hand.
Yan Dadao had no choice, his life was in the hands of the other party, and even the Blood Knife Sect no longer existed, so there was no point in keeping the Blood Knife, so he had no choice but to part ways.
According to Yan Dadao, this sword was passed down from generation to generation by the sect masters of the Blood Knife Sect. It was tempered with human body's blood every morning and night, and it has not been cut off for many years, so this sword turned into a red blood knife.
Lu Yu didn't take it seriously at first, but now that he used it for the first time, he realized that this knife was indeed something special. There were countless killing auras hidden in the blade, as if it had a spirit. Caught off guard, Lu Yu couldn't help but be struck by the killing intent on this knife. The anger backfired.
However, after this backlash, Lu Yu had completely mastered the knife in his hand. At the same time, under the influence of the stars on the star map, after the previous confrontation, he also had a clear understanding of the reality of the great master in front of him.
At the moment, in the face of everyone's doubts, Lu Yu did not explain too much. He just smiled slightly and continued: "How about you try my second sword again?"
As he spoke, Lu Yu suddenly waved his hand, and immediately the blood-red sword came out of his hand and flew into the sky.
Everyone was shocked.
What is this technique?
Could it be that he was playing with throwing knives? But this accuracy is too far off...
The next moment, the sky suddenly turned scarlet, and the aura of killing filled the air!
Immediately afterwards, a red light fell from the sky, as powerful as lightning!
On the ground, Gao Zhengbang's expression changed. He lost all his previous calmness and calmness, and instantly became as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
He gathered all the strength in his body, and the Gang Qi surrounded him, but he was still unable to resist. Under the tearing of the red light, he was split in half.