Chapter 70

"What? Using bamboo as a sword?"

The warriors on the shore were all shocked.

And the most shocking thing was actually the few people who were on the cruise ship at this time.

In addition to being strong, these people have personally witnessed the battle between Qi Daoyi and Mu Chengfeng a few days ago.

But in that battle, Qi Daoyi didn't use his sword at all.

Although it took ten moves to defeat Mu Chengfeng, Qi Daoyi didn't use his full strength at all in the first nine moves.

It's not so much a fight, it's more like a game.

It was not until the last move that he finally used the move that became famous ten years ago, Poyun Zhang.

And it was that palm that easily defeated Mu Chengfeng.

So Mu Chengfeng was able to stick to ten tricks in Qi Dao's hands, not because Mu Chengfeng was too strong.

It was because Qi Daoyi didn't use his full strength at all.

If he really made a move with all his strength, Mu Chengfeng might not be able to stop Qi Dao's every move.

But now as soon as Qi Dao sacrificed the bamboo sword, even before he made a move, they could feel that the power of such a move was definitely greater than that of Poyun Palm.

"Looking at it this way, Qi Daoyi didn't even bother to use the bamboo sword when dealing with Mu Chengfeng before, and he finally used it until now."

The martial artist on the cruise ship said in shock.

On the one hand, he was shocked that Qi Daoyi had such a hidden method.

On the other hand, the strength of Shock and Nie Ting, but only once, forced out Qi Daoyi's ultimate move.

"Something interesting."

Nie Ting frowned, and when he looked at the bamboo sword, some light appeared in his eyes.

But it wasn't because of Qi Dao's aura when he held the sword, but because of the bamboo sword itself!
This bamboo sword!not simple.

"Mr. Nie, I admit that your strength is very strong, and your talent is even more unsurpassed in your generation."

"If you and I were the same age, I would definitely not be your opponent."

"But unfortunately, you are too young."

"This sword of mine has never killed anyone in my hands, but today I will use your blood to unseal this sword of mine!"

"boom!"

The shocking sword intent erupted suddenly.

Many warriors looked at all this in shock, and at the same time there was Qi Daoyi's bamboo sword.

So, is this the first time Qi Daoyi used this bamboo sword against the enemy?

Hearing these words, one after another looked at the bamboo sword, wanting to see some tricks.

But without exception, none of the warriors in the audience could see the difference of this bamboo sword.

"Mr. Nie, take my sword."

As soon as the voice fell, a blue light appeared in an instant.

Qi Dao holds a long sword in one hand, at this moment it seems that the human and the sword are one, the human is the sword, and the sword is the human.

That kind of sword intent, seems to be able to cut through a small mountain with a single sword.

On the lake, at this moment, one after another figure jumped out of the boat and landed on the shore with a touch of toe.

Then, the moment they left, the cruise ship they were on was torn apart and turned into pieces, with the exception of only one cruise ship on the entire lake.

Looking at all this with shocking gazes, how could there be such great power just by taking out the sword?

But who is on the only cruise ship?

Is he also a martial arts master?
But at this time, many warriors have no mind to think about the identity of the people in the cruise ship.

Because facing Qi Daoyi's sword at this time, Nie Ting stood where he was, without moving at all.

"What is Mr. Nie going to do?"

"Are you crazy? Why don't you take a shot to resist?"

"Does he want to commit suicide?"

Exclamations sounded one after another, Qi Daoyi's killer move ten years ago was Poyun Palm.

Now this sword has become Qi Daoyi's hole card, obviously the power of this sword is stronger than Poyun Zhang.

Now Nie Ting is not going to resist?What do you want to do?
Seeing this, Qi Daoyi sneered in disdain.

His sword, no one under the eighth-rank master can resist it.

It is an eighth-rank grandmaster, and it will take some means to resist it.

Now he is only 30 meters away from Nie Ting, and if he doesn't make a move, he can only die!
A moment later, Qi Daoyi was less than ten meters away from Nie Ting.

However, Nie Ting still didn't move at all, as if petrified.

"So what about geniuses, I still have to die under the sword of this old man today."

From Qi Daoyi's point of view, the reason why Nie Ting was like this was because he was too young to be scared out of his wits.

Otherwise, if there is even a trace of sobriety, how could Bai Bian be sent to death?

In a blink of an eye, Qi Dao stepped forward again, and at this time he was less than three meters away from Nie Ting.

All the warriors around sighed helplessly at this moment.

Sure enough, heaven is jealous of talents, a generation of young masters, and today they will drink their hatred here.

And Zhou Chao on the shore was ecstatic at this moment.

As expected, Zhou Chao is the son of destiny who will look like a master in the future, so what if he offends the young master?

Still can't kill him!
"Mr. Nie, you can go on your way."

Qi Dao slashed out with his sword one by one, using all his life's strength.

I saw that the lake behind Nie Ting was cut open by this sword, but Nie Ting himself remained motionless.

"Shh!"

Blue light flashed by.

However, the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere that everyone expected did not appear, and Nie Ting was still standing there.

It was intact, not even the clothes on his body were broken.

Nothing seemed to happen.

what!
The audience was dead silent, and everyone froze on the spot.

Could it be that Qi Daoyi made a mistake with this sword?Cut to the empty space?

Otherwise, with the power of the sword just now, how could Nie Ting be unscathed?

Qi Daoyi looked at the young figure in front of him in shock, feeling unbelievable.

How could this be?
Unlike others, he naturally knew that there was nothing wrong with this sword.

But Nie Ting did not die.

Not only did he not die, but he also stood in front of him intact.

Thinking of this, Qi Dao suddenly felt that he couldn't muster up the courage to make a second sword.

Just now he has no reservations about this strike, and if he strikes a second time, it will definitely not be more powerful.

Even this full blown sword could not kill Nie Ting.

How can the second sword do it?

At this moment, he even regretted spreading the news of challenging Nie Ting to everyone.

In public, as long as one dares to take a step back, the fame of this half-life will inevitably fall apart!
"This Grandmaster Qi...he's scared."

"Isn't that sword just a mistake?"

A group of warriors on the shore were watching the two of them intently.

Now Qi Daoyi's state is naturally directly noticed by them at a glance.

Immediately, the sound of gasping for air rang out one after another.

Qi Daoyi, who came back as an eighth-rank master monk, defeated Mu Chengfeng's Qi Daoyi with ten strokes in the first battle.

To be afraid of Nie Ting?

"Is that all you have for this killing move?"

A faint voice sounded, mixed with disdain that anyone could hear.

Qi Dao was startled, and just wanted to step back, distance himself and say something to save his face.

But I saw a palm suddenly pressing down on the top of his head.

(End of this chapter)

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