Urban Witcher

Unknowingly, he retreated to the edge of the fence, and there was no way out.

And Ye Xiaomu on the opposite side was less than ten meters away from him.

Instead, a smile appeared on Zhang Yu's face, and he said while doing the trick, "Ye Xiaomu, if this can defeat me, I don't know how many times I have died now."

Immediately bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood on the palm of his left hand, quickly squeezed the formula with both hands, muttering something, the flying sword that was flying towards Ye Xiaomu's face suddenly split into three, and launched an attack from three different angles.

Heaven and Earth Three Talents Sword.

Under Ye Xiaomu's coercion, he also used his unique move, three swords flying together, which means that the attack power has tripled at once, and Ye Xiaomu's desire to rush in front of him is like a dream.

But if the stalemate continues, although it will be more laborious for him to control the three flying swords, Ye Xiaomu must use more strength to avoid the flying swords. Use all the energy in his body, although winning is not very handsome, as long as he can win.

The three swords flew together, and Ye Xiaomu stopped advancing, dodging the attack on the spot, but Zhang Yu only relaxed for a moment, and had to get nervous again: Ye Xiaomu just stayed in place for a while, and then walked forward again.

He was just getting used to the rhythm and attack routines of the three flying swords. Once he was familiar with them, he activated them again and started to move forward through the gaps between the flying swords.

puff!

Ye Xiaomu's face was slashed by the flying sword, leaving a long gash on the left side of his face, blood seeped out, Ye Xiaomu didn't have time to wipe it off, so he jumped forward suddenly, and forced himself to take a few steps forward.

There was less than five meters between the two of them.

"Crazy!" Zhang Yu cursed, "How can you fight like this?"

"Then what should I do, stand and wait until the true energy is exhausted, slow down and be stabbed to death by the flying sword?"

At a distance of about five meters, Zhang Yu's control over the flying sword became stronger.

The three flying swords intersect and surround each other, forming an unbreakable net.

Even if Ye Xiaomu had the blessing of Tiangang Step, given the size of the human body and the limit of speed, it is impossible to pass through the middle without injury.

Then... just give up harmlessly.

Ye Xiaomu pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword with a clang, and inserted it into the sword array. The flying sword hit the blade, but did not miss it. After bouncing back, it flew from another angle.

Ye Xiaomu's arms were numb from the shock. Sure enough, the flying sword was not for fun, but taking advantage of the moment the flying sword was blown away, he took another big step forward.

A flying sword just brushed past his right shoulder, tore through his clothes, leaving a bloody wound.

Ye Xiaomu was completely fearless, and kept swinging away a flying sword in front of him with the Xuanyuan sword, and there was a gap for the remaining two to pass through, but... it was inevitable that he would be slashed once in a while.

He is paying the price of injury in exchange for getting closer to Zhang Yu.

"clever!"

Outside the palace wall, Ye Shaoyang commented with these two words. Although this is not a top-level battle, the crises and choices in it are a great test of people's fighting consciousness. Ye Shaoyang saw Ye Xiaomu's peerless talent in this aspect through Ye Xiaomu's choice.

"This flying sword is too slow." Wu Jiawei—the real Wu Jiawei shook his head and sighed.

"Not everyone has your strength. Under his strength, that kid has already played to the best. There is a trap in this sword array, that is, you can only advance but not retreat. The more you dare to die, don't be afraid Injured, the more you can get closer, but the instinct of most people will make them stop, because that is the safest and most comfortable, but if you really stop at that time, you will be immediately surrounded by sword formations, and your magic weapon can only be destroyed One, the consumption is also higher than others, and if you are trapped, you will have no chance at all."

Ye Shaoyang analyzed the battle situation very proudly. Ye Xiaomu was able to see through the traps, restrain his instinct to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, and move forward all the way. This made him, a father, very pleased. Winning or losing is not important to him, but performance is important.

On the battlefield, Ye Xiaomu was only less than five meters away from Zhang Yu. After swinging away a flying sword with Xuanyuan Sword again, he jumped up, risking the risk of being cut by the other two flying swords. Suddenly thrust Xuanyuan Sword towards Zhang Yu's face.

Originally, according to his walking speed and the distance between the two of them, everyone thought that it would be safer for him to move forward at least two or three steps before making a move, but Ye Xiaomu was very clear in his mind, everyone could think of it, and Zhang Yu could think of it, so he naturally Will there be any way to protect itself, it is impossible to be willing to lose like this.

So he was accumulating potential energy before, and by surprise, he launched the final blow ahead of time.

The two flying swords controlled by Zhang Yu could indeed cut his arm, but that was all.

Facing the approaching sword edge, Zhang Yu's pupils constricted, and he retreated forcefully, but he was already firmly against the wall. The two knives slashed across Ye Xiaomu's forearm, leaving two long wounds, but it only made him His arm trembled, and the blade moved forward.

"Xiao Mu, be careful behind you!"

Su Yan's shout came from far away, Ye Xiaomu turned his head suddenly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flying sword approaching from behind, less than half a meter away from the back of his head.

A ferocious smile appeared on Zhang Yu's face, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's fight!"

The flying sword that flew to the back of Ye Xiaomu's head was the foreshadowing that he planted early in the morning, but he really did not expect that Ye Xiaomu would suddenly launch the final blow. Originally, according to his idea, he waited for Ye Xiaomu to activate first, and then he Keeping up with this move, Ye Xiaomu's attention will be on himself at that time, it is impossible to detect the approach of Feijian, and he will be the first to strike, and the Feijian can pierce his throat. Of course, killing people is against the law, but I can control the trajectory of Feijian and seriously injure him, so I can still grasp the fire.

As a result, Ye Xiaomu started early, he was a little distracted, and the Feijian shot was a little slower, so that in the current situation, if both sides did not stop, it is very likely that both sides will suffer in the end.

So he said "Let's fight" to cheer himself up and scare Ye Xiaomu.

However, Ye Xiaomu seemed to have not seen the flying knife behind his head, and stabbed it with Bao Yi in his hand without hesitation.

What kind of way is this, is it really going to die together?

Looking at the sword that was about to be inserted into his throat, Zhang Yu made a choice at the last moment——

He gave up the control of the flying sword, turned his face to the side instinctively, flew to the ground with a bang, and the edge of the Xuanyuan sword was already firmly against his throat.

In the situation just now, whoever persuades loses, and if you don’t persuade, both sides will suffer. This is more like a competition of courage rather than strength.

Zhang Yu was persuaded, so he lost.

"You..." Zhang Yu looked at him stupidly, his face was ashen, and his spirit disappeared all of a sudden. "Okay, you kid is more ruthless than me, you don't want to die."