In the training room, the ink bone and the sheep bleated without delaying for a second, and started training directly, the two of them held the wooden sword respectively, and you kept fighting back and forth.

It is worth mentioning that the current sheep bleating is not the original one, but a second personality, with a desire for battle in his vicious eyes, and the attack on the ink bone is even more fierce like a rainstorm, as if he wants to split it into a pulp.

The sheep bleating is as fast as lightning, the power is thunderous, although the hand is holding a wooden sword, but it is still fierce and abnormal, according to this crazy cutting method, even in the face of mutant creatures, it is estimated that the other party can be chopped to pieces.

But on the other hand, looking at the ink bone, her expression was still indifferent and cold, although she held two wooden swords in her hands, she actually used only one, and the other hand hung down at will, only using one hand to fight against the sheep baa.

Although the sheep blea was aggressive, judging from the face and the sweat on his head, the state did not seem to be very good, and it took a lot of physical strength.

The sheep bleated with all his strength, slashed at the ink bone with a side slash that was not easy to dodge, and yelled at the same time: "You guy, don't be too arrogant!" ”

Just as the wooden sword was about to hit the ink bone, Yang Baa suddenly felt a terrible resistance coming from the sword, and the sword body also stopped a centimeter away from the ink bone's body, as if it was blocked by a wall, and could not move forward again.

"The most basic thing is that there is a problem with the way you hold the sword, the reason why you were able to defeat so many people before was just to bully them by brute force." As soon as Mo Gu's words fell, Yang Baa looked at it, only to see that one of Mo Gu's hands had already circled around, holding the bottom of the wooden sword, and directly locked her attack.

When did Yang Baa baa suffer from this kind of anger, seeing this, she directly exerted her strength, and gathered all her strength to press the wooden sword towards the ink bone, but even if she held her face red, she still couldn't make the wooden sword move a bit.

"In the face of a strong enemy, instead of retreating, they will attack brutally, stupid!" In a flash of lightning, Ink Bone let go of her hand, first dodging the slash that came down the momentum, and then a punch slammed into the sheep and sent her flying.

Yang Baa was even more unconvinced, his face became more and more ruthless, relying on his agile speed, he kept wandering around the ink bone, and from time to time he sprinkled a sword curtain, of course, all the attacks were lightly defused by the ink bone.

In many encounters, just as Mo Gu stabbed the wooden sword at the sheep and bleated, the latter suddenly smiled fiercely: "Don't be too arrogant! ”

In the next moment, I saw that the sheep bleated suddenly opened his red lips, and bit the wooden sword of the ink bone from the side, and the huge bite force directly bit off the wooden sword, and at the same time manipulated the wooden sword with both hands from two directions to attack the ink bone, one slashed the head horizontally, and the other went straight to the heart.

In the face of the baating cauldron of the sheep, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the ink bone, but it was only a flash, as the world's number one swordsman, the ink bone has its own dodge method in the face of attacks from any angle, and this surprise attack is no exception.

The ink bone turned into a twisted black shadow, seeping through the cracks of the attack like a water serpent, and without warning, she appeared in front of the sheep with lightning power, and slashed at its neck with a sharp palm, its momentum almost setting off a strong wind, with a wild roar.

The sheep almost stopped beating in fright, and crouched down in extreme embarrassment, barely avoiding the blow, but judging from the ensuing air vibration, if it hit the neck, even if it didn't die, it would be half paralyzed!

This ink bone is too ruthless!

Of course, Yang Baa didn't complain anything, she wiped the sweat on her head, pointed to the sword that was bitten off in Mo Gu's hand, and sneered: "The weapons are all broken, give you a chance to change them." ”

"No, you don't." Under the stunned gaze of the sheep, Mo Gu threw away the intact sword in his other hand, put the broken wooden sword in front of him, and said lightly, "You can't even hold a sword, you are just an ordinary person who is inferior to an apprentice, and it is enough to use a broken sword against you." ”

"You..."Before the sheep bleated in anger, she suddenly felt the afterimage suddenly attack, and the petite body of the ink bone had been so close that almost all her vision was obscured, and she could only see the black eyes burning with battle intent.

In just an instant, Mo Gu's arm shook at a frequency that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and the broken sword in his hand erupted like a torrential rain from the sky, bursting out with a bird-like roar, blasting towards the sheep with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

At this moment, because of the ultra-high-speed slash, the crazy swing of the wooden sword directly disturbed the surrounding air, causing air turbulence in the calm training ground, and many of the placed equipment had been lifted off.

The dense sound of chopping like raindrops came, and at the moment of contact, the two wooden swords in Yang Baa's hands became fragments, and in the next second, the high-speed slash directly slashed at Yang Baa's body.

Like a dead leaf ravaged in a storm, the whole person of the sheep was destroyed to pieces, the only thing to be thankful for was that she did not feel much pain at this time, because at the moment of the crazy chopping of the ink bone, her body lost consciousness, and every piece of flesh and blood seemed to no longer belong to her, there was not much pain, only a cold paralyzing feeling.

This slash lasted for a full thirty seconds, and when the ink bone finally withdrew the knife, the wooden sword in his hand had turned into pitch-black charcoal, and it was violently rubbed against the air in the slash just now, causing high temperature to burn, and finally became like this.

On the other hand, she was so weak that she collapsed on the ground, every corner of her body was covered with bruises from the wooden sword, the whole person was swollen a circle larger than the original, and shocking black blood flowed out in many places, if it wasn't for the last breath, it was almost indistinguishable from a dead person.

Luo Wei's voice came from the side of the ink bone: "It's just practice, do you fight so hard every time?" ”

"Don't be ruthless, this little ghost still thinks he is invincible in the world." Ink Bone threw away the high-temperature carbonized wooden sword in his hand.

At this time, Luo Wei seemed to see something, and he frowned: "Your hand..."

Mo Gu glanced at her slightly trembling hand, she narrowed her eyes, was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "The battle with Roshan left me too many sequelae. ”

Luo Wei said silently: "I heard that it was a fierce battle. ”

Mo Gu's eyes sank, as if she remembered something bad, her expression was full of unwillingness, remorse, helplessness, she unconsciously bit her lower lip out of the blood, and said in a low voice: "I often think about how good it would have been if I had died there at that time." ”

"If you're dead, there's nothing."

"You monster who can't die no matter how you fight, don't talk about it." Mo Gu sneered, took out a small medicine bottle from her arms, and saw that the logo should be some kind of high-efficiency painkiller, she took out two and swallowed them, and her hands slowly began to not tremble, "You must not understand this truth, it is more terrible to be wasted than to die." ”