Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

The battle of a warrior is like playing an online game. It is never simply a higher level or better equipment than someone else. Sometimes, the ability to operate is the king.

"Please enlighten me," a serious Jiumazhi was truly worthy of Lin Yuantu's respect.

Lin Yuantu cupped his hands, held the Yitianjian's hand, and tightened a bit: "His Royal Highness, please take a few steps back."

Zhu Houzhao nodded, did not try to be brave, and retreated to Duan Yu's side.He knew very well that the existence of the two extreme peaks, if the firepower was full, then the surrounding area was a minefield. The blade of the flame knife and the sword energy of the evil-proof swordsmanship were enough to cut him, a rookie of internal skills, into pieces. one piece.

Now is not the time to be brave.

The knife in Jiu Mozhi's hand became more and more solid, but his footsteps remained motionless.

He knew that his speed was not as fast as Lin Yuantu's, and the best choice at this time was to remain unchanged and respond to changes, wait for work, wait for Lin Yuantu to take the initiative to attack, and then look for opportunities to defeat the enemy with one blow.

This is Jiu Mozhi's strategy to deal with the enemy. Lin Yuantu is very clear. He knows better that the maintenance of the sword in Jiu Mozhi's hand needs to consume true qi. The best way at this time is to stalemate with Jiu Mozhi. Let Kumozhi take the initiative to change his moves.

However, Lin Yuantu still decided to take the initiative to attack, because the swordsman is indomitable and never fails.

As soon as Yitian comes out, who will compete with him.

If he was holding the Heavenly Sword in his hand and was still timid, why would Lin Yuantu pursue the highest realm of kendo?

Lin Yuantu moved.

The sword light flashed, and the sky was full of afterimages.

Meteor falling!

Play the flute on the river!

Purple Qi is coming!

Sweep the demons!

……

At this moment, Lin Yuantu was faster than before. He still had reservations before. At this time, the sword edge was even worse!

The extreme speed of the evil spirit swordsmanship was brought into full play by Lin Yuantu, as if the rain was pouring down from the sky, pervasive and ubiquitous.

However, Jiu Mozhi is worthy of being one of the four unique dragons in the original work. His combat experience, internal strength cultivation, and on-the-spot response are all leaders in the world.

I saw that he didn't move, his face didn't change, and the flaming knife in one hand made no mistakes. No matter how fierce, complicated, and tricky Lin Yuantu's swordsmanship was, he could come first and intercept it.

The battle was stalemate for a while.

There was a faint smile on Jiu Mozhi's face: "Lin Shizhu, although your swordsmanship is fierce, it is a pity that you are uncertain, you have nowhere to walk, you are not stable enough, and your sword is slanted, but it is very difficult to get a little monk! "

"Three thousand avenues, standing still is one way, the world is extremely fast, it's not another way," Lin Yuantu's Taoist heart is as firm as iron, where is it so easy to be influenced by Jiu Mozhi, "King Ming, please take my last one. sword."

At this moment, the expression on Lin Yuantu's face was unprecedentedly solemn and pious, as if the sword he was about to strike next was the most perfect artwork in his life.

Jiu Mozhi's brows furrowed.

This was the first time he frowned. Before, no matter how angry he was, he still had a faint smile on his face, maintaining the face of a peaceful and friendly eminent monk.

But at the moment, he doesn't care about that much anymore.

Because of him, he felt a mortal threat.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up slightly.

"Is this Ximen Chuixue's sword?" Zhu Houzhao said to himself, as if asking someone who didn't exist, "No, this... is Yuantu's own sword."

Finally, Lin Yuantu drew his sword.

At this moment, Sen Han's sword energy caused the water vapor in the void to rapidly condense, turning into mist, frost, and snow...

At this moment, the world is full of snow, falling on Lin Yuantu and Jiu Mozhi...

Falling on the Heavenly Sword...

Chapter 0138 ward off evil tricks, snow burying evil spirits

Lin Yuantu drew his sword, and the snowflakes all over the sky stagnated in the void, as if being held by an invisible big hand, unable to fall.

A bead of sweat slowly dripped down on Kumozhi's forehead. At this moment, he felt a fatal threat.

He knew that Lin Yuantu's sword seemed to have been cut out. In fact, the real Yitian Sword had not yet been stabbed, and what was stabbed was only the intention of Yitian Sword.

Swordsman, the body is not out, the intention is first.The sword edge is easy to cast off, but the sword intent can be endless.

At this moment, if Jiu Mozhi makes a rash move, it is likely to reveal flaws, and the real Yitian Sword will directly penetrate Jiu Mozhi's throat in the next moment.

The Yitian sword was getting closer and closer, but Jiu Mozhi did not move. The Yitian sword had already approached three feet in front of Jiu Mozhi, but Jiu Mozhi still did not move.

The Yitian sword was already pointed between the eyebrows of Jiu Mozhi, and the sword's edge forced Jiu Mozhi's whole body to stand up and down.

At this moment, no one doubted any longer that this Heavenly Sword was illusory.

Because, how could an illusory sword have such a terrifying aura of death?

Rao is Jiu Mozhi's mind is constant, and at this time he can't hold on anymore.

He, after all, cannot achieve the supreme realm of the unity of heaven and man.

At this moment, Jiu Mozhi changed his tactics.

"break!"