In the middle of the ring, with Matsuo Bluebird shooting, the four-in-two duel between him and Zhao Hongsleeve has officially begun.

On the edge of the ring, Ji Haotian sat on a pear wood chair, gently tasting the Huaxia tea brought in Qifeng Tower, ignoring the vicious gaze of Junichiro Baidi on the other side of the arena, and instead staring at Zhao Hongsleeve.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

From the moment Matsuo Blue Bird made his first move, Ji Haotian had already discovered that this Dongying martial artist was also a supreme powerhouse, and even if he was against him, it was impossible to win easily.

Therefore, if Zhao Hongsleeve wants to protect himself, he must come up with some real effort.

For so long, the mystery shown by Zhao Hongsleeve did make Ji Haotian a little interested, and at this moment, he also wanted to see with his own eyes how much ability Zhao Hongsleeve had as a girl.

As a violent aura of the Matsutail Blue Bird descended from the sky, Zhao Hong's sleeves flashed sideways, and his movements were more than ten zhang away, and when he looked sideways, the aura had already hit the place where he was before.

"Boom-"

The breath fell to the ground, and the gravel immediately flew sideways, leaving a huge pit of dozens of square meters on the martial arts field.

"Under my hands, you won't be able to last long! If you don't want to die too badly, you should be arrested!"

The voice of the Matsuo bluebird came into Zhao Hongsleeve's ears from far and near.

Regarding the threat of the Matsutail Blue Bird, Zhao Hongsleeve did not pay attention to it, but reached out in his arms and suddenly took out a stack of yellow charms.

With a slight twist of his hands, a yellow talisman slammed into the ground under his feet.

"Boom!"

In less than half a second, the place where Zhao Hongsleeve was standing exploded, but Zhao Hongsleeve had already appeared hundreds of feet away without damage.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ji Haotian's mouth raised slightly.

This girl not only knows the Miao Jiang Gu technique, but also has a knowledge of the Maoshan Dao technique.

And the use of this teleportation charm is really more and more surprising.

Although ordinary martial artists can also form a flickering effect by moving at high speed, in fact, it is still because the speed is too fast, and it creates an illusion for people, and for Matsuo Blue Bird, who has insight, it is easy to chase the opponent with the internal breath fluctuations emitted by the martial artist.

The teleportation talisman used by Zhao Hongsleeve relies on the power of nature, which can directly transfer people to another place, and only needs to urge the talisman seal with internal breath, but it does not need to move by itself, so it is difficult for Matsuo Blue Bird to always locate his information.

What's more, the Insight Technique also requires a large amount of internal breath offerings, so Zhao Hongsleeve's move is to break his tricks.

"Bang!"

After falling to the ground, his feet left a deep furrow on the ground, and he looked at Zhao Hongsleeve who was hundreds of feet away: "I know that I can break the trick with my strength, and if I want to get rid of the tracking of my insight, I am still a smart person." ”

After speaking, Matsuo Bluebird narrowed his eyes slightly, but the killing intent in his eyes became stronger.

For a powerhouse of Matsuo Aotori's level, it is simply a shame to be led by a woman by the nose all over the field, but unable to hurt the other party in the slightest.

"With this kind of talisman trick, you can indeed avoid the pursuit of my insight technique, but don't forget, there is no time limit in this game, even if you can run all the time, I want to see how many tricks and tricks you have brought!"

Matsuo Bluebird coldly threw down a sentence, and then pulled out a knife and slashed in the air.

"Hum—"

A long and narrow sword qi slashed towards Zhao Hong's sleeve.

As soon as the sword qi came out, the breath of Matsuo Bluebird's feet immediately surged, and the whole person was like an arrow off the string, and he also rushed over there.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongsleeve landed on the ground again, and the figure disappeared again.

The two chased and fled, and the time passed quickly, and nearly half an hour passed.

During this time, the entire arena has been destroyed by Matsuo Bluebird, and the yellow charm in Zhao Hong's hand has been consumed.

On the edge of the arena, Ji Haotian watched it with great interest, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, Zhao Hongsleeve is indeed a smart girl.

Although half an hour of internal consumption is nothing for Matsuo Bluebird, but the cat-like chase for so long is enough to change his mentality, judging from his increasingly violent shots, Ji Haotian has already guessed Zhao Hongsleeve's intentions.

She was waiting for Matsuo Aotori's mentality to explode, and in that case, he would only get more and more wrong.

As time passed, the color of impatience in Matsuo's eyes became heavier and heavier, and the black swirls in his eyes had gradually turned red.

Suddenly, Zhao Hongsleeve faced a sword qi that swept over, and instead of flashing and teleporting again, he jumped high and dodged the blow.

"Why, finally there are no charms?"

Matsuo Bluebird, who was already full of irritability, saw this scene, and his heart was immediately overjoyed, and his body swept away, and suddenly appeared on the side of Zhao Hongsleeve's body: "If you can't hide, you can only die!"

Seeing Matsuo Bluebird attacking him with a sword in his hand, Zhao Hongsleeve cast a glance sideways, his eyes were extremely indifferent: "Do you really think that I have been hiding from you for so long because of your cultivation? Now that the warm-up is over, your life belongs to me." ”

"Death is on the verge of death!

Matsuo Bluebird, who was already angry, saw that Zhao Hongsleeve dared to continue shouting at this moment, his wrist flicked, and he had already drawn a knife out again, and after the two knives were in his hands, an ancient inscription flashed on the knife body, constantly flashing.

"Die!"

As the Matsuo Blue Bird continued to roar forward in mid-air, the two knives slashed in the air, and a violent and surging sword qi roared down, heading straight for Zhao Hong's sleeve and slashing.

"Boom-"

Just when the two sword qi were less than half a meter away from Zhao Hongsleeve, Zhao Hongsleeve suddenly tiptoed, and his body flashed to the side like a ghost, easily dodging the blow.

"The spells are gone, are you still just going to hide?!"

Matsuo Bluebird saw Zhao Hongsleeve turned sideways and began to swing his knife in mid-air.

Immediately, countless sword qi was like a huge net, roaring towards Zhao Hongsleeve overwhelmingly.

Zhao Hongsleeve looked at the Heavenly Sword Qi Liu, and gently placed his palm on the hilt of the Qingshuang Sword.

"Hum—"

As the Qingshuang Sword came out of its sheath, a violent buzzing began to echo in mid-air, and immediately, a tiny light and shadow actually appeared in the center of Zhao Hongsleeve's eyebrows, like a rune that had been handed down from ancient times, looming.

In an instant, the Qingshuang Sword was completely unsheathed.

And Zhao Hongsleeve was also instantly shrouded in a strong blue light.

In the light, Zhao Hongsleeve rose into the sky, did not dodge again, but rushed towards the huge net of sword qi.

Qingguang was swimming, Zhao Hong's sleeves were like a light bird, and his flexible body was smacking, and he easily passed through the overwhelming sword net.

Facing Matsuo Blue Bird, a sword strikes!