Zhang Sanfeng's internal injuries were also completely recovered at this time, and his ruddy face was still a sloppy robe, he grabbed the wooden sword and nodded and said:

"The little brother is right, the competition is quick and fast, it needs to be grinding, don't look at my Tai Chi is slow and fast, that's just looking slow, this is better than the sword, the old man has a little advantage to do it first."

Chen Mo held the wooden sword on his chest and said:

"Senior, please."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, the left hand sword trick and the right hand wooden sword began to stab forward in a circle on the chest, this sword is the Tai Chi sword that Zhang Sanfeng has learned all his life, and it is also the first time to fight with people, and a gust of wind and thunder came from the tip of the sword, but as the sword circle in Zhang Sanfeng's hand became bigger and bigger, the wind and thunder gradually disappeared.

A sword, a sword circle, seemed to stab forward slowly but quickly, and a strange suction force staggered and agitated from the middle of the sword circle.

The two of them were one zhang apart, and their respective arms and wooden swords were almost opposite, Zhang Sanfeng took a step forward, and the wooden sword followed the sword circle to Chen Mo's forty acupoints.

The speed of the attack was obviously far less than Chen Mo's Dugu sword intent, not to mention that the Jiuyang sword finger was not a combination of Tai Chi Gang, Yang and Yin, which was not fast but not necessarily without strong lethality, Chen Mo's eyes narrowed, and the wooden sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning.

"Click"

Chen Mo's sword shadow was as dense as a shower, but Zhang Sanfeng's sword circle was like a ring, Chen Mo did not stir up Zhang Sanfeng's sword circle when he touched each other, seeing that this sword circle was still pressing, Chen Mo suddenly took the sword light and pointed the wooden sword to the middle of the sword circle extremely quickly.

There are flaws in the world's tricks, Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi sword is formed according to the Tai Chi theory, although it is extremely powerful, it still has flaws, that is, the strongest sword circle is in the middle, and it seems to swing the fastest but the weakest sword hilt.

Chen Mo's sword point was so fast that the gravitational force of the sword circle did not react, and it was pointed on Zhang Sanfeng's sword, and then he stopped his hand and stood in place.

The master knows who wins and who loses. Zhang Sanfeng returned to the wooden sword and nodded and said:

"Broken well, the only flaw of the Taiji Sword is here, no matter how the sword moves work as expected, there is no body that is so complete with the mental method, the little brother's sword move is so fast that the suction force cannot be stopped, it is really the best way to break the Taiji Sword."

Chen Mo smiled slightly. If it weren't for the fact that he was as fast as Dongfang's undefeated, it would be impossible to break through Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi suction, let alone other swordsmanship masters, as long as his skill was not as good as Zhang Sanfeng, he would definitely be pulled and deformed under this Tai Chi sword circle.

Zhang Sanfeng is very satisfied and even very relieved, he is not sad that the Taiji Sword he has cultivated and created for decades is broken, as he himself said, he still has not extended the sword into a part of his body, the Taiji Sword is not complete, and no one can break it.

Chen Mo raised the tip of his sword a little. Zhang Sanfeng's arm curved the wooden sword straight ahead, slowly swiping, but this time the wooden sword in his hand was drawing circles one after another, as if there was a piece of drawing paper in front of him.

Chen Mo nodded, his steps moved forward, and the wooden sword in his hand directly showed forty-six phantoms, Chen Mo's speed was so fast that he didn't think of a second person in the Yitian World, the wooden sword that was far faster than the defense just now flashed away, and when the sound of the wooden sword hit came out, he had already returned to the same place.

Zhang Sanfeng looked down at the seven marks on his greasy robe, each of which was on his death hole. He sighed and threw the wooden sword to Yin Liting, who was watching the battle, and said:

"It's such a fast sword, but unfortunately I only saw thirty-nine. At most, you can only use the Tai Chi Sword Technique to block these thirty-nine paths, and the remaining seven are that your sword light overlaps and stabs out at all, and if all your sword lights are combined into a sword stab, I think your sword power is much greater. ”

Chen Mo was stunned, he had always focused on sword speed, and every time he added a sword light, it would be difficult for the opponent to parry nearly double. And what Zhang Sanfeng said is not that the more sword light, the better, but that condensing all the sword light into one stab will multiply the power.

Chen Mo squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, this Zhang Sanfeng is a super grandmaster-level master, his unique vision and understanding ability are far stronger than him, and he understood what Zhang Sanfeng meant after a little pondering. Since it is based on speed, what is required is to be faster and stronger, although it is difficult for the enemy to match the sword light in one sword, then all the power of the sword light will be fused into one sword, then his sword will be even more domineering and terrifying.

However, Chen Mo can't completely fuse at this time, he still has a lot of potential in the sword light, when the potential reaches a limit, it is no longer useful to continue to divide the sword light, and then gather a sword, it will be the limit of the sword in the sword move melee combat.

Zhang Sanfeng's sword move had failed, but he seemed even happier and satisfied, especially when he saw Chen Mo nodding thoughtfully, he couldn't help but smile with white eyebrows.

Before the tea time came, Chen Mo suppressed the plan to try it now, he knew that studying a martial art would make time very short, but now he was sparring, and everything would be discussed after the discussion.

"Senior Zhang, it's up to Chen Mo to make a move now." Chen Mo threw the wooden sword to Wei Yi and nodded after a smile.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his right hand as if pecking under the beak of a bird, and pressed his left hand to form a Tai Chi rotation and said in a deep voice:

"Please."

Chen Mo's palm technique is honestly not meritorious, Miyun Qian's killing palm is also to see through the opponent's moves, with Zhang Sanfeng's old Taoist vision and nearly a hundred years of martial arts career, that set of palm techniques is not easy to enter the eyes of the law at all, but the King Kong Panruo palm is also just a fierce attack move, hitting the enemy's palm strength is powerful, and it is not suitable for this kind of competition.

Therefore, Chen Mo did not use these two sets of palm techniques, of course, his Jiuyang Sword Finger was more powerful than Dugu Nine Sword, but it was a set of killing techniques, which was also not suitable for fighting.

A palm, simple and simple to shoot forward, this palm is Chen Mo thought of the palm of the master of the other party in the novel, the simplest is the most real attack, this palm Chen Mo gathered all the Jiuyang true qi, with Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength Chen Mo is not worried that the other party will not be able to take it.

The surging palm power gathered in Chen Mo's palm, and when he was still two feet away from Zhang Sanfeng, he squirted forward, Zhang Sanfeng's old eyebrows trembled, and his heart was shocked, Chen Mo's huge true qi was extremely hot, and as soon as he pushed it out, Zhang Sanfeng's shirt shook back rapidly, and he put his hands together, and the Tai Chi strength began to form a rapid vortex in front of him, and began to eliminate Chen Mo's increasingly close palm strength.

"Poof."

With a crisp sound, Zhang Sanfeng and Chen Mo couldn't help but take three steps back at the same time, Chen Mo's Jiuyang Divine Skill was hugely powerful, but it was directly dissolved by Zhang Sanfeng with Tai Chi Strength, and the rest of the strength was scattered by Zhang Sanfeng's block, this move Chen Mo did not win or lose, but according to Chen Mo's own understanding, Jiuyang Divine Skill could not exert its full power under Tai Chi Jin, and this move was considered his defeat. (To be continued......)