Chapter 627: Five Styles of Swordsmanship
As soon as Zi Yan's body moved, his huge body didn't affect his speed at all, just in the blink of an eye, Zi Yan had already gone to Ji Mo's body.
The flickering cold light of the dragon claw waved towards Ji Mo's body, and with the support of powerful power, the space that the dragon claw passed through seemed to have crossed a black line, and if you looked closely, you would find that the black line was actually a crack caused by the purple corpse breaking through the space.
"It seems that the space constructed with the current strength is still too weak. ”
Seeing that Zi Yan waved his hand, which caused a crack in his space, the Dragon Emperor shook his head and said.
With his peak strength, the space constructed was difficult to break even for a powerhouse of his level, but now, even the Purple Death of the Jindan Stage could be easily broken, making the Dragon Emperor look helpless.
In this regard, the Dragon Emperor only smiled bitterly, he understood that in addition to the fact that he only had soul power left now, while stabilizing this space, he also had to speed up the time of this space fifty times, which also caused the space to be unable to reach a very stable level.
The dragon claw of the purple corpse slashed across Ji Mo's body, but the dragon claw penetrated through Ji Mo's body without a picture of blood.
Zi Yan understood that Ji Mo had dodged his blow, so he quickly turned around, and behind Zi Yan, Ji Mo was raising the Howling Wind Sword and looking at him with a smile.
"The wind is howling. ”
With the fall of Ji Mo's voice, the Howling Wind Sword fell.
The wind howled, the dust and smoke were billowing, and Ji Mo's figure was covered by the smoke and dust flying in the sky.
'Whew!'
A golden sword light swept towards the purple corpse like a howling wind.
Without dodging, Zi Yan raised his dragon claw and swung it at Ji Mo's golden sword.
Under a single look, Ji Mo's golden sword was torn apart by Zi Yan's dragon claw, and Zi Yan rushed straight towards him after breaking through Ji Mo's sword.
"It seems that the first form is really difficult to cause harm to the strong people above the early stage of the fetal breath realm. ”
Seeing Zi Yan break his sword with a wave of his hand, Ji Mo said with a faint smile.
Seeing that Zi Yan came to Ji Mo's side, he once again waved the Howling Wind Sword in his hand.
"Great storm. ”
Standing in place, Ji Mo clenched Xiaofeng with both hands, and his body turned rapidly.
With his turn, a golden light erupted from Ji Mo's body, and after the light dissipated, in the place where he was before, Ji Mo's figure disappeared, and a golden tornado appeared there instead.
Purple Death went to the front of the golden tornado, and at the same time as he came, the golden tornado wrapped Purple Death's huge body inside.
'Pong Pong!'
A crisp crash sounded from within the golden tornado.
Inside the golden tornado, the purple corpse turned into a black shadow, constantly attacking the four walls of the tornado, and for a moment, the golden light on the tornado gradually dimmed.
At this moment, Zi Yan saw the opportunity, and the dragon tail swept suddenly, and suddenly the golden tornado was swept by Zi Yan's dragon tail, and Ji Mo's figure quickly retreated towards the rear.
"Haha! Come again!"
After being pulled back by the dragon tail of the purple corpse for more than ten meters, Ji Mo had just stood firm, and without waiting for a moment to rest, Ji Mo bullied himself and rushed towards the purple corpse.
"Wind lore. ”
Halfway through, Ji Mo's eyes flashed with a cold light, and at the same time, the Howling Wind Sword also emitted a high-pitched sword sound, one person and one sword seemed to be fused together at this moment, people are swords, swords are people, Ji Mo has already achieved the point of unity of man and sword.
Seeing Ji Mo's menacing move, Zi Yan raised his head to the sky and let out an excited dragon groan.
The huge feet suddenly glared at the ground, and the land was made to let out a painful groan, and the pair of huge dragon eyes of Zi Yan stared at Ji Mo, and the momentum on his body began to rise.
Seeing that Ji Mo had become stronger, Zi Yan also improved his skills again, and with only seven layers of power, he found that Ji Mo's sword brought him a threat.
When he came to a place five meters in front of Zi Yan's body, Ji Mo jumped up, his body rushed into the air, and the Howling Wind Sword in his hand crossed a beautiful arc in the air, the tip of the sword quickly picked the thorns, and a flower bloomed in the air.
It's just that the terrifying energy contained in this blooming flower makes it impossible to look directly at its beauty, this is no longer a thorny flower, but a delicate flower that can be deadly.
At the moment when the flower was in full bloom, a golden sword shot out from the bud and attacked the purple corpse.
Feeling the power of Ji Mo's move, Zi Yan's eyes sank, and the purple scale armor on his body emitted a dazzling light.
'Bang!'
The golden sword directly attacked the scale armor on Zi Yan's body, and a sound sounded on the scale armor, and Zi Yan's huge body was forcibly repelled several meters.
"Stormfall. ”
Over there, Zi Yan had just stood firm, and after Ji Mo landed here, he let out a loud shout, and the whole person turned into a golden meteor that cut through the space and headed towards Zi Yan.
"Roar!"
The deafening dragon groan came out of Zi Yan's mouth, he raised the dragon claw and aimed it at Ji Mo, facing the fourth form of Ji Mo's wind spirit sword technique, even Zi Yan didn't dare to use the scale armor on his body to resist, but chose the hardest and strongest dragon claw on his body to contend with it.
At the same time as Ji Mo rushed over, Zi Yan also flashed his body and rushed towards Ji Mo.
One person and one dragon went to each other's body in the blink of an eye, but they didn't stay where they were, just flashed, and the two sides exchanged places with each other.
'Tear La!'
After rushing through the Purple Corpse, the clothes on Ji Mo's chest were shattered, revealing several paw prints, and blood flowed out along the paw prints, instantly dyeing the clothes on Ji Mo's body red.
'Poof!'
On the other side, Zi Yan stood behind Ji Mo, a crack appeared in his dragon claws, and a blood-colored fountain erupted from that crack.
It seems that under the battle between the two sides, no one has been able to please him, and after being defeated by Zi Yan several times in a row, Ji Mo finally had a draw with Zi Yan this time.
Of course, under this so-called draw, there is some moisture in it.
Putting away the Howling Wind Sword, Ji Mo turned around and looked at Zi Yan with a wry smile.
"It seems that the gap with you is still not small. ”
Ji Mo shook his head and said, he knew very well that Zi Yan did not show all his strength.
"Your progress is also very fast, I guess in a few months, you will be able to have a good fight with me. ”
Zi Yan smiled slightly, he did release water in the competition just now.
At the beginning, he only took out the power of the seventh layer, and even if he later took out the power of the ninth layer, he chose to defend and did not continue to attack, otherwise Ji Mo's third and fourth forms would not be able to play coherently at all, and it would be impossible for Zi Yan to be injured.