Brother Cao didn't know how powerful this short spear was, but his intuition told him that he must not let Mo Jiao succeed.

The simple long sword that had never been unsheathed was turned around in his hand, with the hilt facing towards him, and his right hand gently touched it.

As a weed, it has only two leaves.

One main leaf is himself, and the other secondary leaf is the simple long sword in his hand.

The reason why I keep saying this sword is simple is because it is really simple, with only the basic components that make up a sword.

There is nothing else that is not necessary, and it is simple to the extreme.

But there is actually another reason, that is, this sword is called Simplicity, which is a very strange name.

But Brother Cao just likes it.

So even though the outside world has given the sword in his hand countless mighty, domineering, nice and meaningful names, from the beginning to the end this sword has only been called Simplicity.

bass----

Pu Su took out the sheath, and a sword light collided with the short spear.

boom--!

The sword light and the short gun collided, and there was a harsh metal collision sound.

But the sword light is just a sword light after all. Even if it is the sword light emitted by Brother Cao, it is just a sword light.

It just barely disturbed the flight trajectory of the short gun, and then it was broken into countless pieces and flew through this small world.

I hope those Mo Jiao's men will stay away when they see the scene here.

Although the sword light was broken, it still had power.

Brother Cao's sword and the great swordsman from Kyushu who left sword marks can almost be said to be of the same origin, the purest form of Kyushu swordsmanship.

The reason why the short spear can be carried down and broken into pieces is because it was made by his ink dragon and was also thrown by the ink dragon.

But others don't have the strength to follow this sword light.

Can only hide.

Otherwise, if it is strong, it will be penetrated and injured, and if it is serious, it will die directly.

Brother Cao didn't intend to block this short spear with just a sword light. It was just because of the sharpness and sword intention he had cultivated by simply keeping it in the sheath.

If it didn't draw its sword for thousands of years, its power might be able to directly penetrate the small world it currently lives in.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the scabbard on his left hand turned into nothing and disappeared.

After a while, if he is still alive, he will have to find something to make a scabbard. This is also an annoying thing for Brother Cao.

when--!

Brother Cao suddenly thrust his long sword forward, the tip of the sword directly touching the tip of the short spear, but he did not immediately stop its forward movement.

This was intentional, and Brother Licao's speed became faster than before.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between himself and Mo Jiao was widened again.

Seeing this, Mo Jiao was not in a hurry. Brother Cao couldn't get out of his dragon world!

No matter who will die in the end today, they will only die in his dragon world, not somewhere outside.

And you don’t really think that this short spear can only be thrown, right?

Although it is a one-time use, regardless of its material or power, this short spear is considered a first-class magic weapon. It takes a little tempering to change the magic circle engraved on it.

It can be compared with the best flying sword immediately.

With a hook of his finger, the short gun immediately turned around and accelerated behind Brother Cao.

Before it was over, the remaining seven sticks inserted behind Mo Jiao also flew out to completely seal Brother Cao.

Even if you can't kill him in one fell swoop, you still have to keep him under control, unable to move even an inch, and exhausted from dealing with it.

Brother Cao would not watch helplessly and let himself fall into such a dangerous situation, although he felt a little ashamed of Mo Jiao in his heart.

But he wanted to win more than anyone else and wanted to kill Mo Jiao.

He wants to go to Kyushu to gain favor from the master of Kyushu. If possible, he would like to meet the Kyushu sword cultivator who made him successful.

With a few crisp sounds, Brother Cao used the long sword in his hand to fly away several short guns blocking the way, and then he ducked and disappeared from the spot.

Everything has disappeared.

The last time they fought, Mo Jiao had seen Brother Cao's extremely weird ability.

Because it is a weed, a weed that no one cares about, so if Brother Cao wants to hide, no one can easily find him.

You can only wait for him to appear, but usually when Brother Cao appears, it's your death.

Quickly recalling eight short spears and surrounding them, Mo Jiao released all his consciousness, completely covering everything around him.

At the same time, call on the power of the small world and begin to feel all the materials and creatures that exist in it.

This is his domain, everything should have his breath, feel it, feel it.

bass--

But before Mo Jiao found Brother Cao, Brother Cao jumped out and attacked him.

It was too plain, even the blade of the sword looked extremely old, and it couldn't even emit a trace of cold light.

But in Mo Jiao's heart, the moment he felt Brother Cao wielding the sword against him, he felt an endless chill.

This feeling is exactly the same as the last time. If you don't draw the sword, it will be shocking.

Outside, Mo Jiao might still be in a hurry to deal with this fatal blow without any warning.

But here, he has many ways to put himself in a safe situation.

stab-

Just like the sound of a weak sword tearing through cloth, the simple long sword moved from the left back shoulder to the back waist, cutting the ink dragon in half.

But in the next moment, the ink dragon that was cut in half turned into something like foam and disappeared without a trace.

It's not an illusion, this is Mo Jiao using the power he has refined into the small world to change his position with something else. The speed is so fast that Brother Cao has no time to react.

This feeling is really unpleasant!

This range does not include Brother Cao. If Mo Jiao was really hit by his sword, then he would not have to make this bet.

At the cost of life.

whoosh-

whoosh-

whoosh-

~~~~~

Brother Cao revealed his position, and eight short spears flew from various positions, all targeting very fatal and vital parts.

It’s just that these short spears haven’t reached Brother Cao yet.

He shook it lightly, although nothing was stained on it, and then looked at the short guns feeling bored.

Brother Cao slowly turned around, disappeared from the spot again, and began to wait for the next opportunity.

This is a bit inconsistent with ordinary people's understanding of Brother Cao.

How could a sword cultivator do this?

This is nothing like it. It feels more like a disgusting assassin hiding in the dark and sneaking up on people unprepared to strike.

But this is Brother Cao. In his world, there is nothing that ordinary people think of.

The beginning, the process, the result, everything is this.

Mo Jiao also hated this kind of brother Cao at the time, but I have to say that fighting with him was also very interesting.

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