Between Liang Qiyun's distraction, Dao Mu and Tong Bolin had a few more tricks.

No matter what move Tong Bolin used, Dao Mu was not only invulnerable, but also used less than half the price, wielding the strange blade and applying a counterattack style, rebounding all of Tong Bolin's strength to Tong Bolin.

Tong Bolin had a headache, Dao Mu only defended but not attacked, and Tong Bolin couldn't find a flaw to attack when he used his heart and eye to the extreme.

Dao Mu is a shepherd!

How could a shepherd use a move that rivaled that of a sword cultivator!

"Drink!" The more Tong Bolin thought about it, the more angry he became, his dantian was boiling, and his blood was booming. He swayed a golden firework and went straight to the realm of extreme will.

Tong Bolin's figure flickered, and in the next moment, he retreated to the edge of the martial platform, holding the Tyrant Sword with both hands, and swung it three times in a row, "Tyrant Sword Triple Thousand!"

The sword in the sky is like a cloud, domineering. The sword wind in the air is like a wave, and it is domineering to the sky. The sword army on the ground is ten thousand horses, domineering. The trio is separated from each other and entangled with each other.

The enchantment trembled, ripples drifting with the sword waves. The air flowed into a blade, raging with the sword waves. The earth crumbled, the earth and rocks became an army, and the horses galloped.

Hissing, the three potentials and three times rubbed out hundreds of millions of thunder and lightning, which were connected to each other to form a net of heaven and earth.

Dao Mu faced such a sword momentum, like an ordinary person alone facing the apocalyptic scene of the sky and the earth cracking, the storm and thunder net, and the aura riot.

Tong Bolin saw through Dao Mu's hands and feet, and thought that Dao Mu could only rebound pure physical attacks. Now Dao Mu can only admit defeat and withdraw from the stage, otherwise it will be difficult to be thorough.

But how could that pastor admit defeat?

Tong Bolin smiled coldly, holding the Tyrant Sword obliquely in his right hand, following the sword momentum.

Not only Tong Bolin had this idea, but everyone present woke up. One by one, they are looking forward to what solution Dao Mu can use.

Pastoralism?

From the beginning to the present, I have never seen Dao Mu perform pastoral techniques!

At that moment, Dao Mu suddenly raised his decisive knife and pointed it straight to the sky. Form a palm with your left hand on the ground. Boom, a loud bang, a muffled thunder, making people dizzy.

But seeing Dao Mu's blood flame golden light, the fairy wisp Dao clothes were waving in the wind, and the dragon skin gold silk black cloak was shaken out of the body, fluttering with the wind, like the golden black giant wings.

The Taoist pastor is as strong as the sun, and the sun shines on the heavens and the earth. The wind behind him was howling, and his aura was calm. Like a heroic spirit of thousands of troops, ready to go. As long as Dao Mu issued a decree, he immediately destroyed this world.

All of a sudden, people feel that they have a lot more difficulty breathing, they can't breathe, and their lungs are filled with mud.

Dao Mu's left palm became a claw, and he lifted it violently, and countless stones hung in the air. Between the lightning and flint, Tong Bolin's offensive was approaching. Dao Mu reached up with his left hand, holding the knife with both hands. Buzzing, the sword trembled, and the ghostly flames flashed gold.

Tong Bolin's sword momentum came, half of the sword momentum was absorbed by the decisive sword and Dao Mu, and half of it was poured into the heaven and earth behind Dao Mu. The sword qi dissipated, the thunder and lightning collapsed, and the stones filled the sky. Dao Mu is still standing in place, chic and immortal.

"How is that possible!" Tong Bolin was shocked and lost his voice.

Dao Mu is not an earth immortal realm, how can he accommodate a large amount of violent spiritual power in a short period of time without being blown up?

"I'm a shepherd, nothing is impossible!" Dao Mu was indifferent, Qi Yu Xuan Xian, his hands fell straight down, "Cangdu, counterattack!"

Tong Bolin's eyes were red, and he was too embarrassed to retreat at this moment. simply jumped into the body, and the man and sword were one. Whooping, the dragon chant crisply, a golden light pierced the void, three thousand zhang in an instant, and only took the head of the herd.

Tong Bolin had not yet entered the range of Dao Mu's sword, and boomed, and the sword counterattacked Tong Bolin. The stones are like a giant hammer, like the tip of a spear, and the arrowhead is victorious, and the thunder and lightning are chaotic, dense like a spider's web, and the gaps do not exceed the tip of the thumb.

Tong Bolin, who is like a bamboo, is like a nougat, and he can't score another half a point. "Drink!" Tong Bolin's sword was separated, and he wanted to retreat, but he couldn't care so much. If he is countered by Dao Mu, his face will be even greater.

However, Tong Bolin couldn't retreat if he wanted to, and he, together with the Tyrant Sword, was like a nougat, and the more he struggled, the tighter he became. Tong Bolin couldn't be allowed to lose his mind, and with a crisp dragon roar, Tong Bolin and the sword light dissipated.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go?" Dao Mu chuckled, "Where are you going?" Dao Mu stood up straight, slammed his sword, and returned his sword to its sheath. Thousands of troops and horses received the decree, and with the double sword momentum, they stepped on the stage and crushed the front, and the thunder and wind could not hide the painful groans of the enchantment.

Fang Cai Tong Bolin's sword momentum was very good, and Dao Mu's sword momentum that rebounded back was twice the size of the original.

Suddenly, there was something strange in the air behind him, and Dao Mu's body burst into a thousand feet of sunshine, blazing and dazzling. Hearing a scream, Dao Mu suddenly looked back, and the drunkard was swaying.

On the side of Dao Mu's body, his hands reached out to condense golden crows. The left hand clasped Tong Bolin's right arm, and the right hand choked Tong Bolin's neck. Tong Bolin's eyes were bloody and tearful, his face was red and his ears were red, and he was moaning and painful.

Dao Mu threw it into the sword momentum, snapped, and slapped the dust with both hands. Two applause, but the sword momentum was more than ten times more tyrannical. After three or four breaths, Tong Bolin was slapped to the edge of the martial platform, smashed on the enchantment, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down.

Tong Bolin stabilized his body in the air, and his feet landed steadily. The sword in his right hand swung angrily, and the fairy light flickered, sweeping away the embarrassment. The ragged sword robe was restored to its original state, radiant and rippling.

"Xiaodao's ability, everyone has also seen it, how about you and I end the draw?" Dao Mu pressed the knife with his left hand, and put his right hand horizontally on his abdomen, infinitely close to the decisive knife. "Unless you have the absolute strength above the Earth Immortal, all your attacks will be counterattacked by me. ”

Tong Bolin raised his sword in front of him, his eyes were as dark as an eagle, "Even if you are not an evil demon, you are not a very good person." The knife skills are so good, the pastoral skills must be extremely poor. ”

As he spoke, a golden light grew under Tong Bolin's feet, and nine five-clawed golden dragons flew up from the golden light one by one, surrounding Tong Bolin's body, "You are a dual cultivator of the sword herding, that must be killing herding." Don't practice any pastoral skills, pure killing herding!" The Tyrant Sword suddenly pointed directly at Dao Mu, Tong Bolin's face was cold, "What is the purpose of your worship to Zhishan?"

Seeing that his momentum was rising, and the sleeping sword spirit was awakening, Dao Mu knew that it was useless for him to persuade Tong Bolin, it would only have the opposite effect, "Whatever purpose you have, Xiaodao will have any purpose." ”

Knock, break the knife out of the sheath.

"Xiao Dao is one round older than you, and you are the nephew of Elder Tong Zheng! I have no conflict of interest with you, Xiao Dao really can't bear to let you lose a fairy fate!" Dao Mu held the scabbard in his left hand and the knife in his right hand. "Elder Tong Zheng is a good person, I hope you can learn more from him and improve your state of mind. ”

Now it seems that Tong Bolin is really not as good as his Daomu, even if Daomu was radical back then, he knew how to advance and retreat. The Tong Bolin in front of him is a gentleman who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and if he doesn't like anyone, he wants to humiliate the other party and trample on the soles of his feet.