If you are close to the opponent, because of the length of the sword, whether it is stabbing, chopping, cutting, or slashing, it will appear to be tied, and some azimuth angles will basically become difficult to attack to the dead end.

The white-haired old man successfully got close to his opponent, and he knew in his heart that he had the initiative in the battle, and he had a seventy percent victory in his hands.

And this lightning triple blow turned out to be the white-haired old man's trick to confuse the enemy, only to see his whole body turn at the same time, his body shook like a snake, and he rushed behind the opponent with great agility, and a sword flew to the place between the waist of Yun Wuying, once stabbed, it was bound to be killed.

This seemed to be a fatal blow, but it was strangely blocked by the other party, a sword that looked narrow and thin, but it was like a jade belt that bent and turned between the waist and eyes behind him, just to bar this fatal stab.

A hint of surprise flashed on the white-haired old man's face, and the blow was useless again, and the short sword in his hand slashed lightly at the same time, swinging away the blade that rebounded from the other party. Then he took advantage of the situation and slashed towards Yun Wuying's body, forming a killing momentum.

Yun Wuying's back seemed to have eyes, and the long sword flipped upwards like a jade belt, and suddenly slashed at the opponent's sword-holding wrist, forcing him to give up the attack.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man's heart tightened, and he retracted the short sword that was stabbed, and his body shook, avoiding the opponent's counterattack like a snake, and at the same time quickly moved to the left side of Yun Wuying, and the short sword in his hand stabbed down from top to bottom, as if the mouth of a poisonous snake was suddenly closed, and it was about to pierce the body of the prey with its cold fangs.

This sword has almost touched the opponent's shoulder and arm clothes, and suddenly felt that his wrist was slashed by a jade belt, and the sword that pierced it suddenly lost its bearing, and at the same time found that the wrist was drawn by the opponent's sword body at some point A blood mark, if it was a sword blade, the white-haired old man did not dare to think down. At the worst, the wrist was splashed with blood, and the worst was cut off by Qi Gen.

The white-haired old man's heart couldn't help but tremble, his eyes became more cold and deep, and the short sword in his hand shook, hooked up hard, and opened the opponent's sword body like lightning, and at the same time, he took advantage of this momentum to pick it up, and quickly slammed it towards Yun Wuying's neck.

This series of close-fitting entanglements is as fast as lightning, and both sides are in danger, making a killing move, and the sword is deadly.

The white-haired old man's unexpected touch can be described as tricky and vicious, just as the short sword was infinitely close to the opponent's neck, he was shocked to find a dazzling sword blade waiting there, as long as his short sword slashed, before it touched the neck, he was absolutely cut off by the horizontal blade first, as if he had specially met it.

It's so weird! The other party seems to be able to predict his attack line in advance, once maybe it is a coincidence, twice, three times, and the fool doesn't believe that there will be such a coincidence.

Depressed again to give up this great opportunity to kill the other party, the short sword in his hand hooked inward, in the palm of the palm of the fight turned and turned, between the two swords, the body borrowed strength, the center of gravity of the whole person moved down slightly, the knees half squatted, suddenly short body scurryed away, quickly swept two steps, and suddenly stepped out of a large arc under his feet, and in the next second, he suddenly appeared on the other side of Yun Wuying, and a ghost light slashed straight towards Yun Wuying's ribs.

Yun Wuying is using a sword with his right hand, and his right rib suddenly becomes a dead end, and under normal circumstances, except for dodging, he can't return to the sword to block and prevent it.

However, the strange scene happened again, Yun Wuying's sword unexpectedly appeared on his right rib, and the blade of the sword instantly clicked on the attacking short sword, and there was a sharp "ding" sound, and a latent force prompted the white-haired old man's short sword to swing to the side, which was close to his clothes.

Yun Wuying's long sword flew towards the opponent, forcing the white-haired old man to quickly retreat, re-distancing himself from the opponent, and losing the opportunity to fight in close combat.

The distance between the two sides opened up another ten meters, the white-haired old man stared at Yun Wuying vigilantly, his eyes narrowed into a slit, his pupils flashed with a deep luster, his footsteps slowly moved around Yun Wuying on the green lawn, and his upper body continued to sway and sway with the short sword that pointed diagonally at the other party.

This kind of erratic oscillation can confuse the opponent's vision, making it impossible to determine from which angle he is about to attack.

The series of thrilling battles between the two sides did not have the momentum of domineering and majestic, and some were just the attacks and counter-attacks of the rushing stars, which were purely strong fights between swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and white-edged battles that were closely entangled.

Yun Wuying's long sword kept pointing diagonally at the ground, like a statue, without moving, so that the opponent could not find any angle or opportunity to attack for a while.

The white-haired old man realized that the so-called dead end of the human body seemed to exist at all for the woman in front of him, which made people feel a little unbelievable, but it was true, and no one could help but believe it.

In the twilight, Yun Wuying's slender jade legs, which had always stood still, took a gentle step forward, and the next moment, like a water slide, suddenly appeared in front of the white-haired old man, which was also the first time she took the initiative to attack the other party, and even the sword sheath was slashed towards the chest and abdomen of the black-robed old man.

It's too fast, ten meters away, in a few steps, he crossed this spatial distance, fortunately, the white-haired old man's reaction was super sensitive, and at the same time, his body also drifted away rapidly, and the short sword in his hand also lost the opportunity to launch a counterattack, and a sword slashed towards Yun Wuying's arm.

Yun Wuying's sheathed long sword just shook in the opponent's chest, and with a flip of his wrist, the scabbard struck back on the short sword sharpened by the thin old man. Taking advantage of the other party's blow, a cold light suddenly came out of the sheath without any warning, and the sword light swirled, dragging the short sword in the thin old man's hand round and round, making him can't help but roll up.

A circle of sword light rushed into the air dazzlingly, making people dizzy and embarrassed.

The white-haired old man intuitively felt that the short sword in his hand was a little difficult to control, so he could only passively be pulled upward by a force, and his body that had been rushing forward had to retract as much as he could, feeling as if his arm was about to be torn and broken.

Yun Wuying's long sword suddenly slammed upwards at this time, driving a huge spinning force to lift the opponent's short sword high, making his entire body feel involuntary as if he wanted to rush up. Yun Wuying held the sheath in his left hand and knocked heavily on the empty door on the thin old man's chest.

The white-haired old man avoided the unavoidable hard resistance to a heavy blow, and with a bang, there was a shock pain in his body, and at the same time, he took advantage of the situation and quickly flashed back, and suddenly there was a shorter sword in his other empty hand, and the whole body retreated immediately, and once again infinitely close to Yun Wuying. Caught off guard, it flashed three consecutive strikes, picking, cutting, spinning,

The white-haired old man once again launched a close fight, which was unguardable. A pair of short swords are close, the power is doubled, and the lightning raid is even more lightning-like, one move and three styles, which is bound to kill and kill.

However, Yun Wuying is also a sword that can kill thirty-two flying birds at the same time, and of course, it also includes close flying birds. At the smallest spatial angle, the sword skills of picking, cutting, and spinning can also be unfolded, and three slight sword collision sounds suddenly came out of the air, and the opponent's must-kill triple attack instantly collapsed.

The white-haired old man's short sword double kill move was broken, his body spun around quickly, and he appeared behind Yun Wuying in a breath, and a cold glow went straight to the vest, intending to come out of his body. With a cruel smile, he even inserted the sword and hand deep into the other party's body.

The moment the short sword entered his body, the white-haired old man reacted quickly in an instant, this was just an afterimage left by the other party. At this time, there were suddenly five afterimages without a shadow, and it was difficult for the naked eye to distinguish their authenticity. For the first time in his life, he was defeated in his close-fitting grappling skills, which he had always been proud of. No one has ever been able to let him get out of the way after being close, even if the other party's body is extremely weird.

The white-haired old man stared at the five afterimages, and a sword flash in his hand swept across, and at the same time, he instantly locked on the figure of one of them, and the other short sword slashed away. Seeing that the short sword was about to stab the target, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the wrist holding the sword, and then realized that at some point, his wrist was cut open by the other party, and blood oozed out. If you push a few more hard, your wrist will be cut off alive.

I was shocked in my heart, and when I saw a little cold star attacking, I quickly withdrew my short sword, and spun it in my hand, which happened to collide with the attacking cold star. With the force of the impact, the figure squatted down, dodging and rushing out to the side. Suddenly an arc took his feet, and a sword stabbed into Yun Wuying's thigh.

This series of changes is extremely strange, and ordinary people are afraid that it will be difficult to escape this sword catastrophe. But Yun Wuying was not an ordinary person, her sword struck the short sword again from an incredible angle, and with a sonorous sound, the short sword was suddenly swept away by a latent force.

The white-haired old man took advantage of this swing, his body turned sharply, and he took advantage of the situation to cut out a sword, and went straight to the opponent's chest and abdomen, and the speed was extremely fast.

Yun Wuying seemed to have anticipated the attack of the other party's backhand, and the long sword in his hand was upside down, as if he had been waiting for the other party's slash there, and the wrist handed out by the thin old man happened to meet the upside-down blade.

"Ahh

As soon as the white-haired old man's scream was remembered, there was a flash of shining starlight in front of him, and he couldn't dodge it in panic, and the other short sword in his hand rose rapidly, narrowly breaking the opponent's killing sword. A sword broke the siege, and the figure shot back. The technique of close winding and killing not only did not make any achievements, but caused a pair of his wrists to be wounded and bleeding, and was almost cut off by Qi Gen, which was a result he could never have dreamed of.

The nightmare doesn't seem to be over yet, and it will continue.

Yun Wuying did not pursue, a sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and said faintly: "Your personal winding fighting technique is really weird, but it is useless to me!"