And what made Tuso feel even more depressed was the strange power of the other party's body, which was as endless as the sea, constantly crushing towards him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a little different from Tu Suo's slightly embarrassed appearance, but Lin Hao felt more and more happy the more he fought, and the speed of the "Broken Moon" in his hands was getting faster and faster, without the slightest sense of jerkiness.

Before, every time he waved the "Broken Moon" in his hand, he always felt that there was a layer of estrangement from the sword in his hand, but at this time, this strange feeling was gone.

At this moment, the long sword seemed to turn into a part of Lin Hao's body, making him feel extraordinarily happy, and what was revealed in his eyes was an unprecedented brilliance.

Fighting again and again, hitting again and again, the long sword in Lin Hao's hand seemed to have transformed into countless forms at this time, like a knife, a sword like a shield, but it was neither a sword, nor a sword, nor a shield.

And in this case, Tu Suo naturally became more and more bitter as he fought, and there was a sense of remorse in his heart, knowing that the other party's hand-to-hand combat was so powerful, he would never rush over.

Lin Hao and Tusuo are both masters of melee combat, but the duel between the masters, that can be accommodated by the slightest difference, since Tusuo has the idea of retreating, when fighting, it becomes more and more constrained, on the other hand, Lin Hao, the long sword in his hand is wide open and closed, and the wielding is more and more smooth.

Between square inches, Lin Hao's killing opportunities are frequent, but he has always been resolved by the other party one by one, and he also admires Tusuo at the moment, you must know that his hand-to-hand combat skills, but they are poured out with countless blood, have long been carved into the depths of the soul, even if he crosses into another world, he has not forgotten in the slightest.

With the swing of the long sword again and again, Lin Hao's comprehension of swordsmanship became more and more profound, and he even gradually forgot that he was fighting with Tusuo at this time, but like a craftsman, constantly carving and sharpening the sword skills in his hand.

However, Lin Hao fell into this state, but he suffered Tusuo, at the beginning he and Lin Hao were still in a state of draw, but as time went by, he slowly fell behind.

Tuso was surprised to find that the other party's skills were still improving, although the improvement was quite small, but it was real.

Secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, Tu Suo was just about to retreat, but found that the long sword in the other party's hand seemed to have a strange suction, no matter which direction he wanted to escape, the "Broken Moon" seemed to have noticed it, and blocked all his retreats in advance.

Knowing that he couldn't drag it out like this, Tu Suo was also ruthless, his body flashed strangely in place, and in the next second, where the other party was standing, three black shadows suddenly ran out, and then fled in the direction of non-stop.

Realizing this strange scene, the long sword in Lin Hao's hand was unconsciously stunned, and then his whole person also retreated from that state, and after a little hesitation, Lin Hao's sword fell on the black shadow closest to him, and with his sword slashing, the space seemed to be cut open, and the black shadow quickly turned into nothingness, Lin Hao was stunned for a moment, and then took advantage of the situation and slashed on the second black shadow, and the result was the same as before.

At the same time, the third black shadow was already out of Lin Hao's attack range, and then with a shaking around the black shadow, Tusuo's figure was slowly revealed.

At this time, his face was also a little pale, and it seemed that the strange secret technique he had just used consumed a lot of his physical strength.

As soon as the footsteps fell, Tuso shouted outside the ring, "Sword." ”

Hearing Tuso's voice, Levin, the knight who had been outside, flipped his palm and handed it over, and a long sword was thrown by him.

Tapping to the ground on his tiptoes, Tuso leapt into the air, grabbing the sword Levine threw with his right hand.

In the face of Tusuo's move to borrow the sword, Lin Hao did not stop him, he also wanted to see how strong the other party was.

With the long sword in hand, Tusuo's whole person's momentum has also become a little different, quite a long sword in his hand, and the heroic momentum I have in the world.

This time, Tu Suo looked at Lin Hao's gaze, without the slightest hint of abuse before, from the other party's body, he felt a strong battle intent.

His body was still in mid-air, but Tu Suo suddenly swung the long sword in his hand forward.

Lin Hao saw the other party's actions, but his brows were furrowed, the two sides were separated by five or six meters at this time, and the other party's sword could not act on his body at all, what does this mean, provocation?

Between the turns of his thoughts, a white light turned into substance, breaking away from the long sword in the opponent's hand, and with amazing sharpness and strength, it flew towards Lin Hao quickly.

The scene in front of him made Lin Hao a little amazed, but the movements in his hand did not slow down in the slightest, and the long sword swung and slashed head-on on the white sword light.

Lin Hao's sword obviously fell into the void, but it made a crisp sound like metal intersecting,

"That's what it is...... The so-called sword energy? The body was unconsciously shaken back a few steps, and the soreness coming from his right arm kept stimulating Lin Hao's body, but he didn't care at all, his eyes revealed an amazing brilliance, as if he was staring at the most beautiful object in the world.

The Oriental swordsman Sikong Hou that Lin Hao met in the old Watson Tavern before once told him that the so-called sword qi, sword light, and the like are the internal forces or fighting qi in the body that have condensed to a certain volume and reached a certain level of purity, and as long as they try a little, they can be released.

He never thought that the young nobleman in front of him, who didn't look very old, had such a high attainment in the cultivation of the other party's fighting qi, and he could already make the fighting qi in his body break out, and the purple air flow in Lin Hao's body was just able to control these air currents pouring into his palm, and if he wanted to reach the other party's level, he didn't know how long he would have to cultivate.

The blow was fruitless, and after Tusuo's body landed, he once again launched a fierce impact on Lin Hao.

The two swords collided together, and their arms were in unison, trying to knock each other back.

The two figures staggered, and after a blow, Tusuo and Lin Hao's bodies retreated at the same time, and then in the next second, the two collided together in a wilder and more ferocious attitude.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" ……

As the two figures continued to collide, clearly visible footprints instantly appeared on the bluestone casting ground, and at the same time, deafening sounds resounded in the somewhat empty room.