Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 172 [Sword Fighting] (5)

Meng Xiaodie's sword moves like the wind, light and elegant.

Zeng Shan held a dead branch, his eyes glowed with fiery light.

The figures of the two were erratic, coming and going, fighting for more than ten rounds in a blink of an eye, but the weapons in their hands did not collide, just like two dancers dancing solo on the snow.

Meng Xiaodie pierced the air with her sword, and Zeng Shan took advantage of the situation to fight back. A dead branch in his hand spread out and turned into a phantom all over the sky, enveloping her.

A dead branch, in Zeng Shan's hands, has become the most terrifying weapon. There is no sharp sword wind on it, but it has a thickness that makes the air stagnate.

Meng Xiaodie's eyes narrowed, she knew it was powerful, so she didn't take it hard, she took a step back gently, Zeng Shan's momentum was relentless, and the offensive was continuous, like surging waves, Meng Xiaodie retreated again and again under this momentum.

Seeing Meng Xiaodie retreating one after another, he had no strength to fight back, Huo Yunma's eyes showed worry, his hooves suddenly exerted strength, and he was about to step forward to help, but was stopped by the White Wolf King.

"What are you going to do? I didn't see the master in danger."

When Huo Yunma was stopped, he vented his anxiety and reprimanded the White Wolf King.

"It's dangerous, I don't think so." The White Wolf King said leisurely, his eyes were shining brightly. After touching the barrier of the sanctuary, his vision improved a lot.

"Although the master retreated step by step, the tricks were not chaotic, and the feet were light and elegant. Let alone encountering danger, even the slightest sign of failure was revealed. Only when the old stick's round of attacks is over, is the time for the master to fight back."

Huoyunma used to be concerned about chaos, but now he heard the White Wolf King's reminder, he looked at it and found that it was true as it said, although Meng Xiaodie retreated without chaos, it was just avoiding the edge temporarily.

Sure enough, a moment later, the situation on the field reversed.

Meng Xiaodie's back footsteps suddenly paused, and she stepped forward like lightning, slashing through the air with the soul-condensing wooden sword, blocking Zeng Shan's offensive, and at the same time, he had to retreat to defend.

With a soft howl, she was like a phoenix dancing in the sky, stabbing out the soul-condensing wooden sword one after another in her hand, one sword to the east, one sword to the west, seemingly disorganized and messy, but it always pointed at the vital points of Zeng Shan's body, which made him overwhelmed.

Meng Xiaodie swung her long sword like flowing clouds and flowing water, her spirit followed the sword, pressing on every step of the way.

She took a step forward, Zeng Shan took a step back, she took another step, Zeng Shan retreated again...

Stepping out seven steps in a row, the long sword was erratic and unpredictable, and the antelope hung its horns, making it impossible to guard against. Zeng Shan tried his best, but he couldn't break it, and could only retreat step by step.

When it was time to withdraw from the seventh step, he had already reached the place where the two had fought before, and if he took another step back, Zeng Shan would lose. Through an indescribable trajectory.

Before Meng Xiaodie's soul-condensing wooden sword reached the front door, he blocked the sword.

"puff…"

The soul-condensing wooden sword collided with the dead branch, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

The soul-condensing wooden sword was extremely sharp, but the dead branch contained Zeng Shan's vast internal energy, and the two stood in a stalemate for a moment.

puff!
The dead branches were broken inch by inch, and Meng Xiaodie was also forced to retreat by the strong force contained in the dead branches.

Meng Xiaodie retracted the soul-condensing wooden sword, and stood on the spot, while Zeng Shan stayed where he was, his expression fluctuating.

Meng Xiaodie quietly clenched the Soul Condensing Wooden Sword tightly, not daring to relax at all, although it was obvious that she had won by smashing the dead branches in Zeng Shan's hand, but in fact it was not the case.

Because Zeng Shan didn't use his true energy before like her, the difference is that she didn't have any true energy to use, while he used it with vast and unpredictable true energy, there is an essential difference between the two.

All the advantages she gained were based on Zeng Shan's lack of genuine energy, Zeng Shan revealed his true energy, and immediately forced her to retreat.

"Such a powerful sword technique, what kind of kung fu is this, can you teach me?"

Meng Xiaodie's thoughts were surging, Zeng Shan jumped forward and surrounded her to learn swordsmanship.

(End of this chapter)