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The wordless sword is like a paintbrush, splashing ink in the air, and Mo Wen can swing freely with every move, which seems to be a kind of enjoyment. Talent, obsession, persistence, this kind of person was born for the sword, and the purpose of the one-word swordsmanship in his hands is not to inherit, but to carry it forward in the future.

In comparison, Ling Dong seems to be a bit passive, mainly because he is still a little rusty in the control of the sword, and occasionally he can swing a few invisible sword qi, but it is incoherent, and after a few moves, he is already stretched thin in defense.

Each move of the simple sword technique is instantaneous, but the invisible sword qi can be continued, Mo Wen may have used the fourth sword technique, but the sword qi formed by the first sword technique will still exist, this is the terrible thing about the sword qi.

"Mad King, do you still hold on to your judgment. Xia Xi smiled lightly and said in her heart, she still hoped that Mo Wen could win, after all, they were also the eight masters of Dongzhou.

"Until the moment after renting, no one can tell. When Wang Yuan said this, his confidence was obviously insufficient, and now Atom is struggling to even defend, and he doesn't have a decent offense, so he is too passive.

"Cut, why do you keep your elbows turning out. Xia Xi rolled her eyes, the overturning of the boat in the gutter can't happen all the time.

The wordless sword continued to slash out, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the space for Ling Dong to dodge was constantly compressed, feeling like a leaf in a rainstorm, beginning to sway and fall, and there was a risk of being torn apart at any time.

Mo Wen's eyes inadvertently wiped a trace of disappointment, it seems that he has overestimated his opponent, it is much easier to talk on paper than to bury his head in practice, don't waste any more time, it's time to end.

When the wordless sword slashed through the air, he wanted to draw the final stroke for this invisible sword net, and then tell the other party that you are more suitable to abandon the sword and follow the text.

Xia Xi's pink fist has been clenched, not nervous but excited, Ling Dong has been forced into a dead end, whether this sword is dead or alive, it depends on ...... Mo asked about the control of the force.

Lei Fat Man covered his eyes with his hands again, he really couldn't stand it, even if he gave himself eighteen heads, he couldn't think of how to dodge this sword, and the old madman standing next to him just smiled.

Nima, she is really nervous, she can still laugh at this time, and Lei Fat really wants to open his throat and scold.

In fact, it wasn't just the old madman who could laugh, Ling Dong also had a smile on the corner of his mouth when Mo Wen slashed down with a sword, and then pointed his sword at the sky, and then rushed into the sea of sword qi very arrogantly.

This...... Is it suicide?

Rumble!

A sword qi violently slammed into the invisible sword net, and after a series of Yuan Force ripples, it suddenly exploded together, making everyone almost fall A scene appeared, and Ling Dong was still standing in the middle of the field with his sword in his hand, pretending to be forced.

"A finger to the Central Plains! Good, good, good. Mo Wen couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long roar, no one was more familiar with the moves of the one-word sword technique than him, and Ling Dong used his sword technique to break his one-word sword formation. In the way of others, give back to others!

Ling Dong licked his lips, the one-word sword technique is indeed exquisite, and it is most appropriate to use one finger to simplify the complex, concentrate the force on one point, and break the balance of this sword formation, but this kind of move may seem monotonous in attack, and it is actually used to make a starting style of one-word swordsmanship. To put it bluntly, pointing to the sky is still very imposing.

"I said he would surprise us. Wang Yuan pretended to be determined.

"Don't be an afterstar, did you say that. Xia Xi's fists clenched tighter, but his mood was the opposite, especially when Mo Wen pointed to the Central Plains, his worldview began to collapse.

Mo Wen shrugged helplessly, reminding himself not to underestimate the enemy from the beginning, but the result was still underestimating the enemy, the one-word sword formation relied on the residual power generated by the continuation of the sword qi, which was more than enough to deal with ordinary rookies, but it was obviously not enough to meet a real swordsman.

Hey, when did Ling Gongzi become a master of swordsmanship.

Although the sword formation was broken, Mo Wen was not defeated, and he wanted to defeat him with his swordsmanship, it was too child's play.

"Brother Ling Dong, please teach me two more swordsmanship. The wordless sword let out a clear sound, Mo Wen moved again, and his body slashed towards Ling Dong like a gale, a strong opponent can inspire his strongest battle intent, Ling Dong, now he has this qualification.

A leaf of the mountain!

Yuan Li and the sword body skillfully fused together, trembling and emitting a dragon groan, wordless blooming, sword qi everywhere, the sky was full of sword shadows, just one move, but there are dozens of sword qi, not false moves, each one is fatal.

This is not only the embodiment of speed and change, but more importantly, talent, the swordsmanship realm that others may not necessarily reach after thirty years of hard practice, don't ask three years is enough.

Don't ask the sword in front of the wordless, this is a sentence that the children of the Central Regions of Dongzhou will sing.

In a sword light, Mo Wen's body had a gorgeous turn in mid-air, and without saying a word, a white light swept up, drawing a beautiful arc, slashing towards Ling Dong.

A leaf of the mountain is just the beginning, and the end of the world is the end of the sword.

There was a clear fluctuation on the ground, and everyone was silent.

Oh my God, arc sword qi!

The sword qi produced by speed and change is straight, only frequency conversion can produce arc sword qi, the straight line trajectory is unchanged, but the arc can be changed, it can chase you to the sky without a way, into the ground without a door. Technique, variation, speed, it's not, it's still talent.

Wang Yuan's heart was about to pop out, he knew this sword too well, more than a year ago, Mo Wen used these two tricks to deal with his Exploration Sea Fulong Spear's killing triple skill, and as a result, the two of them lay on the bed at the same time for a month.

Mo asked himself to regret a little, the suppression of Yuan Li will definitely have an impact on the power, but the most affected thing is actually control, from the moment he swung a sword to the end of the world, he also lost control of this move, the power decreased, but the breath of killing increased, waiting for Ling There seems to be only one word, death!

There was an inexplicable tension in Xia Xi's heart, it was a person who knew how to share with his friends, a person who kept his promises, although he was occasionally a little arrogant, but it was good to accept the lesson of one or two failures, and death...... It's a little too cruel.

However, this is Mo Wen's sword world......

In the rain of swords, Ling Dong felt the sword qi containing boundless killing, slowly closed his eyes, and then unexpectedly shouted: "Miss Xia, you are optimistic." ”

What is the situation, martyrdom! Nima, it is better to die sooner......

In a cacophony, Ling Dong grasped the long sword with both hands, and his body began to spin at high speed, and then rushed towards the oncoming sword qi in a posture almost parallel to the ground......

Mo Wen was taken aback, and in an instant he felt that Ling Dong's long sword seemed to bloom with an ice-blue light, piercing out like a ray of light, and a terrifying cold aura rushed towards his face.

Bo Bo Bo!

Time seemed to stop, and all the sword qi stopped abruptly in an instant, and then fell to the ground like a broken thread, carving out deep sword marks and disappearing without a trace.

A sword cut off three thousand filaments, and a leaf maze and a sword world were broken at the same time.

"Brother Mo Wen, concede!" Ling Dong suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wen, the long sword still in his hand.

Mo Wen stood in place dumbfounded, his face pale, it is not only life and death that can distinguish between winning and losing, Ling Dong's sword momentum is still there, the cold is pressing, but his sword momentum has disappeared.

How so, how can it be?

Lei Fat Man jumped high, hugged the old madman next to him and kissed him violently, suddenly found that something was wrong, and hurriedly spat a few mouthfuls on the ground, Nima, the ups and downs of life are too exciting, last time it was Wang Yuan, this time it was Mo Wen, Brother Dong This is the rhythm of the sky.

"Brother Ling Dong, this sword ......" Mo Wen looked dazed.

"Sailing against the current. ”

"Good name, good swordsmanship!" Mo Wen glanced at Ling Dong deeply and walked away without looking back.

Looking at Mo Wen's disappearing back, Wang Yuan kept shaking his head, no one knew Mo Wen's mood at this time better than him, no one could help him, this knot could only be solved by himself.

Jia Bipeng's face changed slightly, before the Liuyun Ruins arrived, there was a non-combat attrition, it was really brain-dead, I had to suppress Yuan Li, didn't I dig a pit to make myself jump, turned his head and glanced at Xia Xi...... Hey, what's the situation, Xia Xi's eyes actually have tears in them.

Xia Xi finally understood why Ling Dong shouted when he was facing the end of the sword world, Ling Dong's sword, she was too familiar with it, just like Mo Wen's familiarity with the one-word swordsmanship, but it was just ...... He really did it, he used the second weight of the frozen thousand miles to break Mo Wen's sword world.

Was it all a dream, and how did he do it?

"I'm sorry, the name is a bit cheesy, I hope you're satisfied. Ling Dong touched his nose and smiled at Xia Xi a little embarrassed.

Xia Xi stood there dumbfounded, looking at Ling Dong a little distracted, sailing against the current, yes, why didn't he think of it, the transition between the first and second layers of the frozen thousand miles turned out to be not the push of Yuan Li, but ...... Receive, I always thought that it was not enough to cultivate, and I couldn't break through due to the lack of yuan.

It's wrong, it's outrageous, if you don't accept it, Yuanli will inevitably be poor, no wonder your father always puts the first layer of ice for thousands of miles, which is also called pushing the boat down the river. It turns out that it has always been to remind myself.

"Thank you!" Xia Xi looked at Ling's eyes with a strange look, and suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and the windows of Xia Xi are so beautiful, Lei Fat smacked his lips.

As soon as Ling Dong walked back to Lei Fatzi's side, he was grabbed by the old madman on the side and shook his arm a few times, "It can't be wrong...... Frozen thousands of miles, it must have been frozen thousands of miles just now, tell me quickly, won't you?"

Ling Dong was stunned for a moment and nodded, he really didn't expect the old madman to see the origin of the swordsmanship at a glance. "Haha, haha, cough cough cough ......" Maybe because he was too excited, the old madman coughed a little hard.