The next moment he stepped into the thick fog, Jiang Daoliu noticed the passage of his own Qi breath, and only understood what was happening in an instant: there was a means to extract people's Qi breath in this fog.

As soon as the Yuan Qi in the body moved, the Jiangdao flow through the mouth and nose stopped, and the method of body breathing was operated, so that the entry and exit of the breath passed through the filtration of meridians, acupoints, and pores, and the Qi breath in it was perfectly retained, and the mouth and nose were closed, and the means in the mist were difficult to extract the innate Qi in the body.

In the fog, all the detection methods belonging to the aliens failed, and Jiang Daoliu was like an ordinary person in the dense fog, and there was no other effective means of perception except to hear, see and feel the vibration of the ground.

Turning the whole body Yuan Qi into a talisman Qi cover, Jiang Daoliu found a direction with the greatest movement and leaned over, and after a while, he met Harasaki Yuta who was chasing the ditch with a long knife, looking at his majestic momentum, this guy should be a stranger who walks the samurai school.

"Are you?!" found that it looked like a compatriot Jiang Daoliu suddenly walked in, there was a trace of doubt in Gou Qu's eyes, but there was no slightest relaxation, traitors are not only among ordinary people, but also among strangers, although the number is extremely rare, but after all, it has to be guarded against.

"You're from Fengmen Village." Sensing the breath on Gou Qu's body, although Jiang Xin was a question, his tone was full of affirmation, and he turned his head to look at Yuta Harasaki, who was also full of vigilance: "I'm not here to find you, I want to communicate with this samurai alone." ”

"Alone?" Gou Qu looked at Jiang Daoliu, who was much younger than himself, and frowned: "He is very strong, are you sure?" ”

"Sure." Jiang Daoliu just smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and held it weakly, and the earth and stones on the ground gathered out, and it turned into a black long sword in just a moment, and with a shake of his hand, the invisible sword qi instantly flowed on it.

Seeing Jiang Daoliu behave like this, Gou Qu only felt a twitch in the corners of his eyes, but he didn't say anything, reflexively stepped on it, and disappeared directly into the clouds.

Seeing that Jiang Daoliu and the two had completed the exchange, Yuta Harasaki grinned and sneered: "Zhina." ”

"The Shina people?" Jiang Daoliu frowned slightly, and the sword qi on the long sword in his hand became more and more condensed: "I don't like this title." ”

Clenching the katana in his hand, Yuta Harasaki's eyes became focused: "The weak, you should accept the strong man's name for you." ”

"That's it..."Jiang Daoliu was silent, the long sword in his hand stepped slightly, and in an instant, Sen Leng's sword qi instantly roared out.

"Sword momentum." Looking at the roaring sword qi, Yuta Harasaki did not show the slightest fear, his hand tightened, and he stepped forward with a katana, just a few consecutive swings to completely shatter it.

Then with a momentum, with wisps of white air, he instantly rushed towards Jiang Daoliu: "Piercing, slashing!" ”

"It's too slow." In Jiang Daoliu's eyes, although Harasaki Yuta's movements were not slow motion, the speed was not much different from those ordinary people's extreme sprints, just a sideways retreat, and he directly dodged the thrust range, and then swung several sword qi to stab at the position that Harasaki Yuta was about to reach.

"Full Moon, Talisman!" With a loud shout, Yuta Harasaki's breath exploded instantly, and then the katana in his hand suddenly retracted, and between the sword light and sword shadows, it guarded him like a crescent moon, and the sword qi reproach that came from him was instantly defeated.

After the protection, it is to defeat the enemy.

The next moment when the sword light gradually converged, all the sword momentum converged in one place, turning into a sword qi several meters long and suddenly breaking through the air, leaving a few notches on the ground with just a few aftermaths.

Bell—

There was a soft thud.

The length of Jiang Daoliu's hand continued to vibrate, and the fierce sword qi continued to be urged, completely canceling out the sword qi like a half moon, and the next moment, the long sword that was just condensed from earth and stone was also completely shattered into gravel.

The conflict between the sword qi and the sword momentum, even with the support of Jiang Daoliu's Yuan Qi, was still not something that this earth and stone sword could withstand. Under this impact, even iron weapons may not be intact, and perhaps only those weapons that have been cultivated can be preserved.

Destroying a weapon that Jiang Daoliu had at his fingertips, Yuta Harasaki didn't think there was anything to praise it, and attacked again after sneering, and this time, Jiang Daoliu, who had no weapons, could only choose to meet the enemy empty-handed.

But it's not appropriate to say that it's all empty-handed.

Golden bell jar, iron cloth shirt, King Kong is not bad, Chen-style horizontal practice...

There are too many horizontal exercises in this world, although Jiang Daoliu has not learned too much, but the combination of several good horizontal exercises is not weaker than those that have been initially cultivated.

In the crisp buzz one after another, although Jiang Daoliu was bare-handed, he relied on the strong defense power and fighting skills of the hundred schools of thought, and actually did not suffer any loss to Yuta Ueharasaki's superb sword skills.

In contrast, as more and more Yuan Qi gradually walked in the surrounding air environment, Jiang Daoliu had gradually figured out Yuta Harasaki's method of practicing Qi, and the breath of Qi gradually became incorporative, and Yuta Harasaki had actually begun to fall into decline.

But the samurai, if he didn't have any intention of forging ahead in his heart, he wouldn't be able to cultivate in the state of Yuta Harasaki at all, even though he knew that he might have lost the best chance to win, but he still didn't give up the slightest hope.

Attacking, attacking, attacking again, under the heavy blows again and again, even Jiang Daoliu's palm, whose defensive power has been strengthened several times or more, has already felt a tingling pain.

The stinging pain was not caused by the iron slash, but the ubiquitous sword qi on the katana had gradually penetrated in, and began to affect the cell meridians.

"That's enough." Jiang Daoliu groaned in his heart, and his palm sucked away the knife momentum on Harasaki Yuta's knife, and then his five fingers clenched, and a fist slammed out.

Bell—

There was another buzz, and Yuta Harasaki, who was holding a steel knife in front of him, only felt a huge force attacking, and then he didn't stop at his feet, and he fell back a few meters away.

When he looked up again, he saw that Jiang Daoliu had already lifted his original golden defensive form, and stretched out his hand to shake his void.

Puff—

Like the sound of a hole being pierced in a cloth bag, and like the flesh being completely penetrated by a sharp weapon, Yuta Harasaki only felt like that 'cloth bag', and the 'resources' stored in his body gradually poured out.

"This, what's going on." Feeling that the qi breath in his body could not be mobilized, Yuta Harasaki's face was full of unknowability, and when he looked at Jiang Daoliu, a sword of earth and stone with an incomparably familiar shape came into view again.

"Full Moon..."

Looking at the sword momentum that roared like a half moon, Yuta Harasaki's eyes showed a trace of surprise, incomprehension, and despair, and then fell into eternal darkness.