The luck of this attack is the best in the world

The people watching the battle below couldn't help but exclaimed, because in their eyes, they could only see the flashing sword light.

They saw the sword light enveloping Mo Yu from all directions, but Mo Yu still simply raised his hand and firmly received the attack.

In front of a swordsman, such a flashy swordsmanship is a little tricky.

Mo Yu sneered, and a strong desire to teach him a lesson rose in his heart, wanting to teach him how to use a sword.

Mu Zhiyu's pupils shrank, he really didn't expect him to catch his attack so lightly.

The blade of the sword meets the scabbard, rubbing off pieces of sparks.

Seeing that his sword blade was gradually raised, Mu Zhiyu couldn't help turning black, and quickly retreated.

In terms of strength, he is really far behind this guy.

In terms of swordsmanship, his swordsmanship is mysterious and changeable, but this guy can always see his attacking intentions at a glance.

I thought he was just better at punching and kicking, but now it seems that this is not the case, and...why does this guy not feel weak after fighting so many people!This staying power is too unscientific.

Just when Mu Zhiyu was deserting, the heavy sword suddenly fell on his waist, distorting his handsome face, he bent down, and his stomach twitched, it was... too painful!

Mu Zhiyu took several steps back, his face turned blue and white, and he caught sight of Ye Shumiao from the corner of his eye. There was a slight smile on that pretty face at the moment, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Mu Zhiyu's face turned even darker.

Ye Shumiao obviously has a lot of affection for Mo Yu, he was so upset by that epee blow, this woman is still happy?

Happy ghost!

Mu Zhiyu felt extremely depressed, and looked at Mo Yu more and more fiercely.

It's just a random move, but he didn't expect to hit it so solidly. Mo Yu also felt very speechless. This person actually has time to desert when fighting?I thought that the last one to play should be an extremely difficult character, but I didn't expect it to be so weak.

The swordsmanship is flashy and has no sword intent, the strength of the sword is very small, and the vigilance is extremely poor. I always feel that I can basically end the battle if I give him another blow. Inexplicably, there is a kind of opponent who is too weak and I am too embarrassed to strike too hard. Feel.

Thinking this way in my heart, there was inevitably some emotion in my eyes.

The corners of Mu Zhiyu's mouth twitched, the contempt in this guy's eyes was too glaring, did he look down on him?

He couldn't help being extremely angry, and secretly thought, no matter how strong his strength is, no matter how ruthless his strikes are, and no matter how strong his strength is, so what, is it still not mortal martial arts?He is a genius who has learned the magic of immortality, will he be afraid of him?

Mu Zhiyu closed his eyes, the breath flowed around his body, his clothes fluttered, and there was no wind.

Their Green Jade Sect, the core disciples' practice is not some mortal swordsmanship, but the patriarchal method of the Immortal Sect.

As for him, he is a leader in the sect, he has successfully established the foundation at a young age, and the position of the young master fell to him.

The true qi wandered through the body, making Mu Zhiyu's senses sharpened a lot, and even the sword in his hand trembled, wanting to show off his power.

Ning Zhong saw this scene from below, and was extremely surprised. This Mu Zhiyu was still standing there like this, but he always felt that something was different.

【Um?It turned out to be another cultivator. 】 Cang Li couldn't help sighing.

Cultivator?

Ning Zhong blinked his eyes, very curious, he had heard of this word before, it is said that some talented people cut off the worldly thoughts and devoted themselves to Taoism, only to break through the world and become immortals.

If this man is a cultivator, then why did he come here to compete with them?Can a cultivator also marry a wife?Moreover, why did Cangli say...again?

Numerous questions flashed through Ning Zhong's mind, and he was eager to know the answer, but it would be inappropriate to talk to himself in public, so it would be better to ask Cang Li when he got the fragments and left here.

Cang Li looked at the man on the stage with a sudden change of momentum, and thought it was extremely funny, he was just a cultivator who had just established a foundation, and the one standing opposite him... was a sword cultivator at the fusion stage.

Mu Zhiyu was a little excited, his hands were trembling slightly, every time he used his true energy, he would feel that he had become many times stronger, his vision became clearer, his senses became extremely sharp, even his body felt It is much lighter, and I always feel that he can do many unreasonable movements.

He can guarantee that if Mo Yu attacks him now, he will be able to dodge easily.

He smiled, glanced sideways at Mo Yu from the corner of his eye, pointed the tip of his sword at him, and said slowly: "This time, I'm going to be serious."

This posture is really a little disdainful.

Mo Yu: "..."

To be honest, how can anyone close their eyes and be lucky during the fight?If he hadn't been a little curious about what this guy wanted to make a name for, he hadn't made a move for a long time, otherwise, he would have made a backhanded sword when this guy was aroused.

But well...

I really didn't expect that this guy is also a sword repairer, although his strength is worrying.

The same sword cultivator, this guy is obviously just getting started. Judging from his aura, he should be a monk who has just established his foundation. greenhouse flowers.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes, intending to teach him how to use a sword.

The swordsman, the king of a hundred soldiers, the point of the sword, should be a vital point, so he will not take out the sword easily, but it is not impossible to make an exception...

Mu Zhiyu's eyes froze slightly, and he threw the sword in the air, changing various spells in his hand.

The sword actually floated in the air like this, and everyone watching was stunned. Ning Zhong's eyes widened, thinking that this is the so-called cultivator, who has abilities that ordinary people don't have, so powerful.

Ye Tianxuan on the viewing platform stood up abruptly, his hands trembling slightly with excitement.

This is a fairy method, definitely a fairy method!

What the expert said was right, there were actually immortals who came here for the fragments, and my poor daughter might be saved...

The sword danced and rotated in the air, one after another sword energy condensed into a solid body, and transformed into sixteen identical flying swords, whistling towards Mo Yu with a fierce offensive.

The corners of Mu Zhiyu's mouth raised slightly, already imagining the scene of knocking Mo Yu to the ground.

He has been in the sect for many years, and he is the first disciple to learn the art of controlling swords. Moreover, he is only in his early twenties, and he can already transform sixteen sword qi. You must know that their masters can only transform sixty-four swords Just angry.

He wanted to see what this insane kid was going to use to resist his sixteen sword qi!

Mo Yu glanced lightly at the sword qi roaring towards him, without frowning, turned his wrist slightly, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and his left hand on the scabbard, exerting a little force.

The epee is out of its sheath.

The rapid friction brought a roar, and the sun shone on the epee, giving off bursts of cold light, which made people shudder.

He was so attached to the sword, he rushed into the sword energy without hesitation, raised and lowered the sword at such a speed that people could not see his movements clearly, only the roar of the sword touching the sword could be heard.

Then, with a sound of "ding", Mu Zhiyu's flying sword was knocked down to the ground, revealing its original shape.

Mu Zhiyu couldn't believe it, he really couldn't figure out why the aggressive sword formation, when it came to Mo Yu, was broken so easily like a child's juggling.

Before he could react, Mo Yu charged straight over with his epee, bringing him an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Mu Zhiyu felt very scared, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.

In his eyes, it was not the blade of the sword that was sharp, but Mo Yu himself. At that moment, Mo Yu and his sword had already merged into one, galloping towards him with an irresistible aggression.

Hide, there is nowhere to hide.

He simply... couldn't escape, his legs seemed to be in shackles, and he couldn't move at all.

The heavy sword stopped in front of his nose, and if he moved it even a little bit, his face would be covered with blood, but Mo Yu withdrew his hand in a timely manner, and the stop was just right.

Mu Zhiyu looked at the extremely sharp sword tip in horror, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and before he could react, a sigh of emotion came from his ear, which left an extremely deep imprint in his heart.

He said.

"The sword intent is the soul of the sword, and the sword technique is only auxiliary."

"In your sword, I can't feel the sword intent."

The author has something to say: embarrassing, why Mo Yu and Mu Zhiyu got together somehow, and suddenly hesitated about the direction of the deputy CP.