Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 262
As the voices of the two fell, the temperature in the dragon belly space dropped sharply.

It was only at this moment that Yang Yiyi saw a trace of tension from Bai Mo and Wu Yu, as if they might be ignited at any time.

"Sword skills..."

She couldn't help feeling a little worried.

She has personally witnessed Wuyu's youthful experience in Wuyu's memory. He looked like a normal human being at that time, which was very different from his current appearance, but he was also terrifyingly strong. His sword skills at a young age It has been superb, and it is almost impossible to find an opponent.

Among other things, he definitely lives up to the name of Sword Immortal.

Qinglian Sword Immortal - this is not Wuyu's self-appointment, but the title given to him by the world. After all the challengers have been defeated, no one has raised any objections to this.

He is a well-deserved sword master.

On the other hand, Bai Mo, although this guy has a mysterious origin, is powerful, and knows a lot, he may not be proficient in swordsmanship.

After all, such things as cold weapons have almost been eliminated by now, at least not many modern people will use them, even if most people understand the importance of force after the forbidden area comes, they are more armed with hot weapons and abilities. yourself, rather than practicing cold weapons.

In today's era, extraordinary power is king.

Although Bai Mo looked less and less like a modern person, but if he really reached Wuyu's level of swordsmanship, Yang Yiyi didn't really believe it in his heart.

——She was more inclined that this was Bai Mo's plan to delay the attack.

At this moment, the man in red not far in front spoke lightly, interrupting Yang Yiyi's thoughts.

Wuyu has tied up her hair at this moment, and her makeup looks like the Ji Bai she saw in her memory. It's just that her eyes are vicissitudes. The white clothes she used to wear have now become red clothes, as if to illustrate that The rest of his life was stained red with blood.

The once clear and bright boy is long gone, and now there is only Wuyu who has closed his desires.

"I have no sword," he said.

This is just a clone of Wuyu, so it is impossible to have a sword on his body.

"It doesn't have to be a sword, it can be replaced by something else." Bai Mo said calmly.

"is it?"

With a regretful look on Wu Yu's face, he said, "That's a pity, I can kill you faster if I use a real sword... Maybe it's because you're afraid that you don't want to use a real sword?"

"You can go find a real sword." Bai Mo said expressionlessly.

Wu Yu didn't speak, and took out a green branch from nowhere, about half the thickness of an arm, the length looked just right, it seemed that he planned to use this thing to replace the sword.

"Then I'll make do with this thing."

Bai Mo was about to speak, but he heard Yang Yiyi's hesitant voice behind him.

"That... I have a mahogany sword here."

Her real figure is actually relatively petite, but she seems to have made some disguise, which makes her body under the black robe appear extra tall - this is to allow her to better disguise as a man.

And behind her black robe, there is actually a backpack hidden, which happens to contain two mahogany swords.

Not just the mahogany sword, but also some miscellaneous things, such as daggers, spells, and some pills with unknown uses.

Yang Yiyi took out the mahogany sword from behind, and threw it vigorously, intending to throw the sword to Bai Mo, but the mahogany sword was blocked by the barrier and fell directly to the ground.

Bai Mo walked over unhurriedly, picked up two mahogany swords, glanced at her and said: "I have taken out all the mahogany swords, so you are a Taoist priest."

"I'm not a priest."

Yang Yiyi subconsciously wanted to refute, but swallowed the words back.

Although Bai Mo hasn't changed in any way compared to before, for some reason, she always feels that the guy in front of her looks a little strange——

why?
Is it because of that weird shadow on the ground?

Yang Yiyi had no way of knowing the real reason, but she felt a vague fear from Bai Mo.

Bai Mo looked at the mahogany sword in his hand, the material was very ordinary, he kept one for himself, and threw the other to Wuyu.

The latter caught it, weighed it a little, and without much hesitation, immediately discarded the branch and kept the mahogany sword in his hand.

The two stopped talking, and looked at each other calmly. Neither of them took the lead, as if they were looking for a chance to make a move.

Yang Yiyi didn't dare to speak out, for fear of disturbing the duel between the two.

I don't know how long it took, but the battle kicked off with a bang——

No one knew what the noise was, Yang Yiyi only felt a red shadow flashing in his sight, it turned out that Wu Yu took the lead in making the move.

Wuyu's figure disappeared from the original place, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared on Bai Mo's left side, wielding the mahogany sword and swung it casually towards the opponent's abdomen.

He didn't seem to use much strength, but the power of this sword made people sweat, even if he looked at it from a distance, he could feel the terrifying power contained in it.

The small mahogany sword seemed to have become the deadliest weapon in his hands, and the sword energy cut everything around.

Even if Yang Yiyi doesn't know much about swords, she can still feel the calmness of Wuyu's sword. The sword seems to be a derivative of his body, and he can order it to do anything without using too many skills.

totally natural——

Such a word suddenly popped up in Yang Yiyi's mind.

She didn't find it strange, but took it for granted. She had seen Wuyu's swordsmanship in her memory, and it was extremely terrifying. It was not surprising that she could do this.

On the other hand, Bai Mo, as if he hadn't reacted yet, was still standing there, about to be hit by this sword.

Yang Yiyi's heart skipped a beat, but before she could worry about Bai Mo, a crisp sound came from her ears——

It's the sound of metal colliding.

But it was Bai Mo who raised his hand slightly, just in time to block Wuyu's sword, and the invisible sword energy seemed to surround the two of them.

His movements were quite small, so Yang Yiyi had the illusion that he wasn't moving.

"I didn't expect you to really know swordsmanship."

Yang Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to scold Bai Mo Tuoda secretly, but Wuyu narrowed his eyes.

As an expert looking at the doorway, he certainly saw that Bai Mo's swordsmanship was not average.

The defense just now is a kind of meticulous control ability, which requires both courage and timing, otherwise it will be difficult to complete the sword just now.

Of course, this kind of ability can be manifested in many places, and it may not really represent the level of swordsmanship. Most masters can do it, but Wuyu still saw some clues from the sword just now——Bai Mo really Know the sword.

"Don't you think I will give you a chance to win for nothing?"

Bai Mo's tone was indifferent.

The mahogany swords of the two broke apart at the touch of a touch, and soon the second round of confrontation took place.

With a twist of Jian Wugui's wrist, the blade of the sword trembled suddenly, and a powerful force burst out, shaking Bai Mo's sword away, and then stabbing at the opponent's defenseless waist.

This move was quite unexpected, he actually attacked the weapon first and then wounded people, many people might fall for him if caught off guard.

However, Bai Mo did not panic.

Thanks to that eye, he saw in his memory the process of perfecting Wuyu's swordsmanship, so he had already understood the opponent's habitual offensive method.

Under Wuyu's full force collision, Bai Mo felt the mahogany sword in his hand tremble crazily as if he couldn't control it, and he simply didn't control the sword. Instead, he used this force to throw the sword like a dart, pointing at Wuyu throat of desire.

The huge power from the sword turned into a boost for the forward charge.

The speed of this sword was faster than that of Wuyu's attack. The latter's eyes were fixed slightly, the attack in his hand remained undiminished, his figure lowered slightly, and he narrowly avoided the fatal blow.

A few red hairs fell to the ground.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and suddenly withdrew the mahogany sword he had stabbed out, and stood behind him.

A huge force came from behind, and the sword he dodged went back and forth, stabbing him from behind like a boomerang.

Wuyu's empty door was exposed, Bai Mo seized the opportunity, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant. A generation came behind Wuyu, grasped the hilt of the sword and raised it vigorously, and the target was still Wuyu's throat.

Wuyu had expected it long ago, turned around, and the sword in his hand changed from vertical to horizontal, just blocking the sharp edge of the sword.

He repeated the same trick with his wrist and turned his wrist again, shaking Bai Mo's sword away, and then swept across suddenly, and the blade made a crisp scream.

Knowing that he won't get any benefits, Bai Mo quickly backed away.

Wuyu quickly chased after him, the sword in his hand was as flexible as his limbs, it was clearly a mahogany sword, but it made him feel like a soft sword, like tentacles, forming an airtight sword curtain, attacking everything in Bai Mo The key.

Facing such a fierce swordsmanship, Bai Mo could only resist temporarily, looking a little embarrassed.

On the other hand, without desire, his movements are still very calm.

"This kind of strength dares to compete with me?" He taunted as he swung his sword.

Bai Mo was unmoved, and responded indifferently: "Your level is also far from worthy of the name of sword fairy."

"That's just a meaningless name, but it's enough to suppress you."

"is it?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Bai Mo's mouth.

Under the impenetrable sword curtain, he suddenly gave up his defense and stabbed Wuyu's left chest with a sword.

This blow is packed with unparalleled power and force, and it also carries the determination of life and death, like a dying beast's counterattack——

He actually planned to exchange his life for his life!
Yang Yiyi, who was in the distance, saw this scene, and her heart immediately rose to her throat.

Bai Mo had been at a disadvantage before, but now he gave up resistance, Wuyu's sword tip was only an inch away from his heart in an instant, and just one step further could pierce his chest.

However, the speed of Bai Mo's desperate strike was astonishingly fast. He almost threw the sword completely, abandoned the sword in his hand, and attacked Wuyu in a posture of completely abandoning defense.

For a moment, both of them were in jeopardy.

If this continues, the biggest possibility is that they will lose out.

"If the sword is slanted, it will not be able to enter the hall of elegance after all."

Wuyu frowned, he didn't hesitate, after all, he didn't intend to change his life with the other party, he dodged to open the distance between him and Bai Mo.

What Bai Mo uses is not a traditional swordsmanship. Whether it is the sword throwing before or the life-for-life just now, they are all extremely radical swordsmanship. There is death but no life. The hostility is too heavy, which is far from the essence of swordsmanship. Far.

"What is the Hall of Elegance?"

Bai Mo didn't pursue, but just stood there shaking his head and said, "This is a battle, so it's fine to just pursue victory—is what you have done in the past the so-called elegance?"

Wuyu said calmly: "At least in terms of swordsmanship, I am still pure."

"That's because you don't hold the Qinglian Sword in your hand—if that girl is standing behind you, you will never talk to me about elegance, but win at all costs, won't you?"

Bai Mo glanced at the mahogany sword in his hand that was about to disintegrate, and said slowly.

Wu Yu was silent for a moment, then he seemed to sigh and said, "Could it be that ten thousand years have been too long, you really talk more and more."

In the past, Bai Mo definitely didn't preach so much.

But he did not object.

At the beginning, it was because he cared too much about the constraints of those secular rules that he caused Qinglian to become what he is now. In this way, he may have already disliked the so-called elegant hall.

"It seems that in a sense, we may be the same kind of people." He said.

"The same kind of people?"

Bai Mo repeated his words, seeming to be smiling, but Wu Yu didn't see a smile on his face.

In the next second, Bai Mo's figure disappeared.

There is no winner between the two, and this time he will launch the offensive.

Wuyu stepped forward to fight without fear.

After these several rounds of fighting, he found that Bai Mo's understanding of swordsmanship was indeed top-notch, but not to his level. The method is very weird, and there is almost no fixed style, which makes people hard to guard against.

He was very curious, how this guy practiced such weird sword skills...

Looking at the dazzling battle between the two, Yang Yiyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. They clearly have amazing extraordinary abilities, and their swordsmanship can reach such a terrifying level. These two guys are simply monsters.

The conversation between the two seems to have mentioned ten thousand years ago... Could it be that people ten thousand years ago were so perverted?

Yang Yiyi curled her lips, and suddenly fell silent.

If I had this kind of power back then—no, even a tenth of it, would I have been able to gain freedom very early, and in turn protect my brother, so wouldn't my brother have to die?
...But in fact there has never been an if.

"I'm not the same kind of person as you are."

Bai Mo's attack was more fierce than before, and he was disorderly. He shook the tip of Wuyu's sword with one sword, and was about to stab fiercely, but found that the mahogany sword in his hand had long been overwhelmed and broke into two pieces at this moment. cut.

However, he seemed to have expected this a long time ago, grabbed the broken sword tip with his left hand and threw it forward vigorously, while the broken sword in his right hand continued to stab without stopping.

Wuyu's expression was as usual, the mahogany sword was slightly rotated in his hand, knocking the flying sword point away, and then just blocked the sword point stabbed by Bai Mo with the hilt.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere at the scene became colder and colder.

In the following time, the two fought round after round. The mahogany sword was shattered one after another, and wounds of different depths were found on their bodies, but they healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Things like mahogany swords, to put it bluntly, couldn't do much harm to them.

Suddenly, Wuyu stared.

He keenly noticed that Bai Mo's physical recovery speed seemed to be getting faster and faster, which was not an illusion.

Could it be that……

"Interesting, are you using this battle to restore your strength? It turns out that this is your purpose..."

His tone was a little cold.

"After you're full, you have to exercise to help your digestion." Bai Mo didn't care about the embarrassment after being hit, and said calmly, "Besides, this doesn't affect our swordsmanship contest."

Wuyu snorted coldly, looked at the hilt in his hand and said, "The sword is broken, so what's the point?"

Yang Yiyi behind the barrier was inexplicably embarrassed, always feeling that she might have to bear an unshirkable responsibility for this...

After all, she gave the mahogany sword.

"But the quality of this sword is obviously very good, if you want to blame it, you two are too perverted..."

She muttered angrily in her heart.

(End of this chapter)