Chapter 227: Showing Strength
In the past, Wu Ming would generally not compromise with opponents who showed murderous intent, but this time and that time, before some things were clarified, he couldn't kill casually. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
So he didn't intend to use the Xuanbing light feather, he took a step back, twisted his left hand with his body, and landed on the wrist of the guard behind him, and grabbed the guard's injured saber with the momentum of covering his ears and stealing the bell, and then at the same time as he knocked back the guard, he used the power of the reverse thrust to meet Liu Zitao.
Liu Zitao sneered: "It's good to come!" His wrist turned quickly with sword light, and the long sword in his hand turned into a Dao silver light, and the green light on his body suddenly skyrocketed, and the silver light seemed to be sucked into it and disappeared completely.
Wu Ming's part-time days as an administrator in the Tang Sect Scripture Pavilion were not in vain, where he not only read a lot of secret arts in the room, but also read a lot of martial arts classics, and unceremoniously said that he had become a literate hooligan at this time.
As soon as Liu Zitao's swordsmanship came out, Wu Ming already knew the opponent's moves, this is the fourth-order martial art 'Streamer Sword Technique', this set of swordsmanship is quite difficult, with the strength of Liu Zitao's martial arts at this time, he will reach the realm of turning sword light into invisibility, and it will indeed live up to the name of genius.
Wu Ming's vitality moved, and at the moment when the blue light appeared, everyone held their breath because of the shock, among them, Yun Xi, who was the most familiar with Wu Ming, had doubts in his heart, suspecting that the person in front of him was not Wu Ming.
Yun Xi's suspicion is reasonable, in just two years, Wu Ming's realm has soared from the warrior level to a great martial artist! Such an increase in speed, even a layman like Yun Xi can hardly believe it.
Liu Zitao knew that his opponent was extraordinary, but he didn't expect that his opponent would be so powerful, and from this he was sure that the person in front of him was not Wu Ming. He has an in-depth understanding of Wu Ming's rival, according to his evaluation, Wu Ming can be regarded as a talent, but there is no comparison with him, a top genius.
Since he had already determined that the other party was not Wu Ming, he would not be ambiguous when he started to move, and suddenly the green light was like boiling water, exuding a blazing temperature.
Wu Ming praised sincerely: "Not bad!" With a shake of the saber in his hand, it instantly turned into several cyan halos, and the halo light cut directly at Liu Zitao in a swift and swift manner.
Bang~~Bang~~ Bang, the sonorous sound suddenly arose, and countless sparks like subtle starlight rose and fell.
Wu Ming's sword momentum turned around like a big peng spreading its wings, and it rushed directly into the scorching green light.
Liu Zitao sneered: "Look for death!"
The first part of the power of the 'Streamer Sword Technique', within the reach of the sword light around the body in time, Wu Ming rushed directly into it, in Liu Zitao's opinion, it is arrogance, in the duel of life and death, arrogance is often equal to looking for death!
Liu Zitao held his breath and sent his vitality into the sword move in one go, so that the fast sword shadow could exert its greatest power, wanting to crush Wu Ming in one fell swoop!
At this time, the guards who surrounded him hurriedly retreated, and Yun Xi was reluctantly dragged away.
Entering the green light, facing the sword light that came like a mountain rain, Wu Ming was calm and fearless, his mind moved, and a familiar stinging pain came from the sea of knowledge, and the airflow around his body began to change, and the airflow instantly formed a spherical transparent enchantment around him.
The sword light that quickly hid its tracks, after entering the enchantment, began to slow down in Wu Ming's eyes, and it was completely present in Wu Ming's mind.
One after another, the sword lights, no matter the angle and strength, whether they were in sequence or in a hurry, all turned into pieces of information and entered Wu Ming's mind.
This is a picture that Liu Zitao couldn't believe appeared in front of him, watching Wu Ming in the streamer sword shadow, like a dancing woman, accurately dodging the scattered sword light.
Looking at Wu Ming's calm posture, Liu Zitao couldn't help but be stunned, he had a sense of comical in his heart, funny refers not to others, but to himself!
The moment Liu Zitao was stunned, for Wu Ming, who was extremely good at grasping the changes in the battle, it was the time to give him a fatal blow.
As soon as he changed his steps, he used the dragon body method, only to see a blue light like a dragon soaring clouds, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Liu Zitao's body, and an elbow hit Liu Zitao's chest, and when Liu Zitao's body was unstable, he turned around and leaned back, and snatched Liu Zitao's long sword with his right hand.
Wu Ming jumped in the air, threw out his left foot like a dragon's tail, knocked Liu Zitao to the ground, and he calmly retreated and floated out.
"Bold thief, suffer death!" A stream of green light galloped forward, and several sword rays landed right on the place where Wu Ming landed, and the timing of the sword was spicy, which showed that the comer's combat experience was much richer than Liu Zitao's.
With his extremely keen perception, Wu Ming quickly judged the direction of the comer's sword, forcibly twisted his body in the air, changed his position, and projected the saber in his hand.
With a bang, the attacker returned his sword to protect his body, because the place where Wu Ming's saber was projected was the landing point when he tried his best to change his strength, and the seemingly simple projection of a blow destroyed the opportunity that the attacker had worked so hard to create, which made the attacker sweat coldly.
Wu Ming toes, dancing the long sword he snatched from Liu Zitao's hand, and used the fifth-order sword move 'Wind Drunken Moon', the sword surging and blurring everyone's vision in the blue light.
After the attacker stabilized his body, the long sword shook, and the sword light scattered in all directions, like a fluctuating cloud.
Looking at the long-lost 'Floating Cloud Sword Technique', Wu Ming sighed that time had flown by, and the sword technique that he had to look up to before was unexpectedly mysterious in his eyes at this time.
In the haze and blur, the blue light and the green sword light were intertwined, and a crisp sound resounded through the night sky.
In a short time, the cloud-like sword shadow had been blown away by the cyan wind, and the gap in the strength of the two accelerated the speed of the attacker's rout.
Wu Ming took a leap, and the sword momentum rose, and with the momentum of riding the wind, he broke through the sword of Yunduo. A sliding step slid sideways in front of the attacker, his right hand clasped to grab his opponent's weapon again.
The attacker saw Wu Ming's intention clearly, and pushed out his right hand with a palm, and the sword momentum quickly converged, dodging Wu Ming's right hand, and then pushed the power of the palm, and retreated sharply.
Close combat is Wu Ming's best skill, and he can afford his opponent to retreat when he says to retreat! So he jumped into the river like a dragon in lunge, and chased the figure of the attacker closely.
The attacker understood that if Wu Ming was close to his body, then the long sword in his hand would definitely be taken away, and it would be a great shame for the martial artist to take away the weapon, so he did not hesitate to fight to get injured and stop Wu Ming!