c_t; Ma Zhiyu's gaze stayed on the obsidian sword for a few seconds, and then he suddenly realized that everything could be explained, "This spirit sword of yours is heaven-level, right?" No wonder it's so confident, that's fine, that's fair! It's been a long time since I've had a good fight. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Between the words, he couldn't wait to twist his neck a few times, and the expression on his face gradually entered a state of excitement.

"I'm going to use all my strength, but don't let me down."

As soon as the words fell, Ma Zhiyu launched an offensive again, this time the momentum almost doubled, and the man and the knife were so fast that they fused into one, and he saw a blue light hurriedly passing by, and the mist-like knife light spread wildly, causing the temperature in Fang Yuan to turn sharply, and the ground began to pick up frost.

"Awesome!"

Luo Cheng's face also became grim, in his opinion, this Ma Zhiyu was much more powerful and tricky than Yun Jianhe.

"Ice Blade Intent!"

At this moment, Luo Cheng felt a cold voice above his head, and then thousands of swords poured down frantically.

Luo Cheng swung the obsidian sword, one-tenth of the sword intent did not make this divine sword much inferior, and under the fusion with its supreme sword dao, all the sword rays were resisted without leaking.

"It seems that you are also a kendo genius, but don't think that's all there is to it."

Ma Zhiyu's voice was slightly unexpected, and then every knife was accompanied by a thick mist, and the knife was even more fierce.

Not only that, but at the moment when the sword was resisted, there was actually cold ice condensed around Luo Cheng's body, freezing his knees in just a moment.

To be honest, this is the first time Luo Cheng has encountered this kind of strange energy of ice and fire in battle, it stands to reason that he can also understand it the last time he encountered Yun Jianhe, but it is a pity that Yun Jianhe is a straw bag, and Luo Cheng took it down in that way.

"Ruthless!"

Luo Cheng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, those eyes startled Ma Zhiyu in mid-air, not because there was anything in those eyes, but because there was nothing!

That's right, it's nothing, as if those eyes are not human, without the slightest emotion.

It is also for this reason that Luo Cheng's sword is becoming more and more calm, without the slightest drag of mud and water, and there is also the sound of hunting and hunting wind, which destroys and shatters all the cold ice little by little.

"No way!"

The surprise was far more than that, Luo Cheng's left hand appeared again with the spirit sword that had defeated Sikong Ming before.

"Two swords in both hands?!"

The two swords came out together, and Ma Zhiyu's sword momentum was completely dissolved, evolving into a handover.

"No, it's a double sword stream!"

At first, Ma Zhiyu was still curious about how someone in this world could use two swords to be so powerful, but when they fought together, they found that this was not a two-handed double sword, but a double sword flow, with one heart and two uses.

The reason why he has such an experience is because he feels like he is facing the attack of two people, with tacit understanding, seamless, and he is forced to retreat.

From the passive situation at the beginning, Luo Cheng actually showed the momentum of counterattack.

Fortunately, Ma Zhiyu is also experienced in a hundred battles, and his position is not chaotic, and he calmly looks for the flaws of the two swords.

Soon, Ma Zhiyu found a flaw that was not a flaw.

That was because of the ground-level spirit sword in Luo Cheng's left hand.

"You are so powerful, the Twin Sword Flow can reach this level, but unfortunately, the spirit sword in your left hand is not as good as the black sword in your right hand."

This is the so-called flaw that is not a flaw, Ma Zhiyu took advantage of this to exert his strength, and attacked Luo Cheng's left side with a knife.

Although the power of the ground-level spirit sword is extraordinary, it is really not enough to use it for cross-level challenges, and Luo Cheng's offensive is broken, and you come and go with each other, and the battle is extremely fierce.

"It's really not easy to survive until now."

"If this Luo Cheng reaches the middle stage, then it will be repaid?"

"His opponent can't be found in the same level."

Seeing that the two were fighting so fiercely, there was a burst of uproar, and their eyes couldn't keep up, only to see a white and blue mang back and forth, and the wind and the ice collided fiercely.

Even Ma Zhiyu himself felt inferior to Luo Cheng.

"My realm is so much higher than him, but I am fighting like this, if he is in the same realm as me, wouldn't he not be able to catch a sword? Damn it! ”

Ma Zhiyu has never said to outsiders that he is a genius, but in his heart, he is full of pride and pride, in terms of martial arts attainments, he walked to the complete sword path early, and it is a powerful sword path, he named it Ice Sword Dao.

In the realm, such an age has mid-term peak strength, and it is also an excellent talent.

But now, in a sixteen-year-old boy, he felt inferior to him.

"There are really people outside the world, I can't be complacent, and I will work hard when I go back."

Because of this battle, Ma Zhiyu's temperament has changed greatly, and at the same time, his fighting spirit has increased instead of decreasing, reaching a very amazing point, "Let's start by defeating this guy!" ”

"Ice Slash!"

"Evil Moon Ice Spike!"

"Dragon Hunt!"

“………”

Luo Cheng didn't understand why this person's fighting intent had become so strong, but wave after wave of sword moves made him chaotic, and the opponent's knife momentum made him feel like he was in an ice storm, his eyes seemed to be covered, and the undercurrents around his body were surging, and he was about to touch it.

"The other party's sword technique is definitely a spiritual product upper-level sword, no matter what, let's fight!"

The menacing attack could not be defused by 'skill', but could only collide with 'force'.

"Sting!"

"Sword Twenty!"

"Sword Twenty-One!"

The two swords came out one after another, casting one sword move after another, and the wind fell from the sky, landed on the body, and turned into a strong storm, and the ice storm collided strongly.

Luo Cheng used his sword moves, this was the first time he faced the enemy after having sword power, and it could also be seen how serious he was.

"Hurry back!"

The crowd around saw that the two of them did their best, and the momentum reached such a terrifying point, and from time to time there were broken ice shooting over with the wind, and the power should not be underestimated, and these people who were scared quickly retreated.

If Ma Zhiyu is known for his cold ice sword, then Luo Cheng's Gangfeng sword is even more amazing, because it is indestructible, pervasive, and can be easily combined with sword moves to form an ideal form.

Under the power of the storm, the two were still fighting.

Luo Cheng's left-hand ground-level spirit sword was used for defense, and the obsidian sword with one-tenth of sword intent was used for attack.

Ma Zhiyu is still in a state of suppression, but it doesn't mean that he is defeated like this, if it is just like this, then his mid-term peak is too useless.

"Knife Heart!"

Ma Zhiyu suddenly retreated, held the knife to his chest, and quickly closed his eyes.

"Brother is going to be serious!"

Ma Zhiyu, who was watching, was brightened, and his expression was full of excitement.

When Ma Zhiyu opened his eyes again, he had already put aside his distracting thoughts, put aside his contempt and surprise for Luo Cheng, and only thought about the battle, which was similar to Luo Cheng's ruthlessness.

"Ice Dragon Roar!"

With a swing of the knife, the original crystal-like blade suddenly drilled out a huge ice dragon, composed of pieces of cold ice, but it was lifelike, the dragon's head was raised high, overlooking Luo Cheng, the dragon's mouth was open, as if it was roaring, and the ice spikes like rainstorm pear blossoms shot at Luo Cheng.

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