Chapter 138: Black and White Contest (3)
There was no trace of panic in Mu Tianshen's calm eyes, he looked indifferently at the shuttle-like figure in front of him, and drew out the wide and heavy long sword on his back.
"Thunderbolt ......"
"Bang ......"
All of a sudden, the sword and the double-headed blade kept colliding, making a "thunderclap" sound, and everyone stared intently at the fight between the two.
The double-headed blade used by the Wandering Tribulation was flexible and changeable, and each time it was blocked by Mu Tianshen, the double-headed blade quickly changed the location of the attack after briefly returning to the Flowing Tribulation's hands.
Mu Tianshen's long sword in his hand is not at all like a double-headed blade, which can be manipulated flexibly, but with his footwork and the rotation of his body, it can just block the double-headed blade that comes at a rapid pace again and again.
It's just that it looks a bit passive.
Seeing that Mu Tianshen had been defending, everyone couldn't help but be a little worried, wondering if Mu Tianshen was beaten at this time and couldn't fight back.
At this moment, Mu Tianshen stared at the silver-white figure in front of him, blocking the oncoming double-headed blade.
His tall figure moved swiftly to Liu's side, his black clothes fluttering and his long hair fluttering back.
The long sword in his hand slashed, and the silver-white figure dodged the sudden long sword like a spiritual snake, but Mu Tianshen's teleportation skill matched his extremely fast shot, and even if he was on guard for a while, he would inevitably be scratched by the sword.
It's just that this sword wound is not deep.
The injured part is under the chest of the Liujiao, and the effect on the Liujiao is not great.
He took a few steps back and flew into the air, two silver flowers swirling in the air.
A black figure suddenly appeared behind Mu Tianshen, and with a wave of his long sword, he planned to deal with the clone of the Wandering Tribulation first, and then block the oncoming double-headed blade.
A double-headed blade flying in front of him suddenly changed direction strangely, and the black figure was instantly replaced by a silver-white figure, only to see a triumphant smile on Liujiao's mouth.
He caught the round blade that suddenly changed direction and launched an attack on Mu Tianshen, who turned around and blocked the attack of the Wandering Tribulation with his long sword, and the other round blade flew towards his back.
Liuzheng is confident that he will definitely make Mu Tianshen hurt this time.
During the fight, a pale white aura shrouded Mu Tianshen's body at some point, blocking the flying round blade behind him, as well as the continued attack of the Flowing Tribulation.
Liujiao watched all this in shock, and it was difficult to be confident.
Everyone knows that it takes time to condense the spiritual power of the body to use the skill before it can release the skill you want.
As most people in the Lingwu Department, they will choose to condense spiritual power in the gaps in the fight.
Because in the process of fighting, if you concentrate on condensing spiritual power, your attention will be distracted during the fight, and it is easy to be found by others, and you will be defeated by others before you release your skills.
However, Mu Tianshen was able to concentrate on two purposes, and under his series of attacks, he could also concentrate on condensing the spiritual power of his body and releasing his skills.
There aren't many people in the entire Immortal Fan Continent who can do this!
Just when the Wandering Tribulation was shocked, the pale white shield that shrouded Mu Tianshen's body was lifted at once, and he raised his long sword, his momentum was like a rainbow, like a light messenger of dawn and darkness, and a sword was pressed against the neck of the Wandering Tribulation.
Calm and decisive, one hit is the right one.
Mei Sha exhaled, her gaze shifted from the heroic black figure to the silver-white young man, her eyes lost.
Even if it's dazzling, it's still not as good as it is.
She sighed softly inwardly.