Chapter 101: Sword Qi (2)

(PS: cough cough cough, that's a little late first one change, try to reply to two changes tomorrow)

A blow to split Huashan, simple and unpretentious, no fancy at all. From a layman's point of view, it is not difficult for even a person who does not know how to wield a sword to do this, let alone this Gao Zhuo, who claims to have practiced swordsmanship.

However, in Liu Miao's opinion, this move is extremely dangerous, in Liu Miao's soul perception, this sword is actually nothing, on the contrary, Liu Miao attaches more importance to the sword wind that was stirred up after Gao Zhuo split the air.

With the guidance of soul perception, Liu Miao lowered his center of gravity, so that the iron sword in his hand always remained in a specific trajectory, and with his wrist flipped, Liu Miao swung three swords in succession in an instant, but instead of facing the blade that Gao Zhuo was about to cut off, he hit the void instead.

When everyone saw Liu Miao's indiscriminate swinging style, they booed again and again. However, the next moment, their eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost.

It was obviously an iron sword that was split in the air, and there was an unexpected clanging sound on the sword, and in the dark background, faintly sparks could be seen, which means that Liu Miao's seemingly indiscriminate swinging of several swords hit something that could not be seen by the naked eye.

"Okay!" Liu Miao shouted loudly, his excitement overflowing, all along, Liu Miao's weapon has always been that pair of daggers, even after facing the Netherworld Venerable, he still used that pair of daggers, and now he finally has the opportunity to contact the sword known as the king of weapons, how can Liu Miao not be excited.

Look at the sword in Gao Zhuo's hand again, one move and one style. It must be a board and an eye. Never fails. Gao Zhuo's love for swords. Far beyond the rest.

Shout!

Another sword wind swept past Liu Miao, if it wasn't for the feeling in advance, Liu Miao would really be injured under this sword wind.

Sighing in his heart, Liu Miao's body did not stop, and he raised his sword to meet him again. Although Liu Miao doesn't know swordsmanship, he is better at knowing how to change, and Liu Miao, a dragon and pearl player, has already understood, although he can't talk about a thorough understanding. But it can be used superbly.

The dragon playing with the beads, combined with the continuous Tai Chi and Cheng Lao's understanding of the natural principle, is a hand-to-hand fighting technique, but it was moved by Liu Miao on the sword, although it is not the first time to use it, but it is still a little rusty.

Talking and saying three points, leaving a line in doing things, this is what Cheng Lao most often taught Liu Miao back then, and the same is true for his moves, Liu Miao swung his sword every time. The body of the sword is always in a rhythm. Under this rhythm of Liu Miaote, Gao Zhuo has a thousand moves in his heart. But he was powerless.

In the face of Liu Miao's frontal swing of a sword, Gao Zhuo often set up twelve points of caution, only a few times after the fight, Gao Zhuo has already suffered a lot of dark losses, outsiders look simple and unpretentious sword, but in Liu Miao's hands can transform endless back moves, and Gao Zhuo is suffering in this endless back move.

Swinging his sword to block Liu Miao's heavy slash again, Gao Zhuo finally began to counterattack, limited to Liu Miao's rhythm, he will never be able to gain an advantage, only by throwing a lone throw, can he have a chance to win.

Avoiding Liu Miao's sword blade, Gao Zhuo took advantage of the embarrassing period when Liu Miao's front strength was not eliminated and the rear strength was not reached, the horizontal sword swept, and he raised his hand and swept out three strikes, which swept towards Liu Miao's lower abdomen, armpits and chest, although these three swords are not fatal, once they cause damage value, they can greatly limit Liu Miao's next movements. Gao Zhuo's purpose was to weaken Liu Miao's mobility, and he pressed the treasure on the next sword.

In theory, Gao Zhuo's strategy is feasible, but in practice, he can't. Or it won't work on Liu Miao.

You must know that Liu Miao was wearing body armor, although it was partially torn up in the first duel with Huang Fuxin, but the main body was still there, and after Liu Miao fell into a coma, Gaphyli's mysterious white light restored it all.

No matter how fast Gao Zhuo's sword is, it is faster than a bullet?

Sure enough, after these three swords were slashed on Liu Miao's body, there was no smoothness of cutting through the flesh and skin at all, but it was like being slashed in the water, which greatly hindered Gao Zhuo's pleasure when swinging the sword.

Realizing that something was wrong, Gao Zhuo immediately wanted to choose to change his move, but unfortunately when he reacted, it was too late.

Liu Miao's sword is the same as his fist, and the dragon and pearl hand uses the power of the palm, but Liu Miao never follows the map when he learns from Cheng Lao, as long as he thinks it is an effective way, he will not hesitate to adopt it, so when he confronts Cheng Lao with the dragon and pearl hand, Cheng Lao will often suffer some dark losses under Liu Miao's fists and elbows.

His right arm sank hard, and the hilt of the iron sword slammed into Gao Zhuo's left arm. The wrist flipped rapidly, and Liu Miao was about to turn the blade of the sword. However, in Liu Miao's heart, a sense of crisis suddenly appeared, and this sense of crisis came from Gao Zhuo opposite Liu Miao.

"Drink!" Gao Zhuo stepped down with his right foot, and the whole person bounced up under this force, and the iron sword in his hand was even more vigorous by the tiger he wielded, and in the moonlight, you could even see the afterimage of the Dao.

"Remnant Infinite Image, Soul Breaking Sword Qi!"

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, a dark afterimage that far surpassed the iron sword was condensed in the air, although this afterimage was only a slight rudiment, but it was the same as the Soul Breaking Sword Qi used by the Black Wind Protector before, the difference between the two was just cultivation.

Seeing that the giant sword phantom was about to be cut off, Liu Miao's face was only extremely dignified, and the iron sword that was originally held with one hand had to be held with both hands at this moment.

Facing the afterimage, Liu Miao didn't even dodge, but instead took this sharp sword that could be called a killing move from the side.

As soon as the sword blade came into contact, Liu Miao had already felt the powerful sword qi, under this sword aura, Liu Miao only felt that the tiger's mouth hurt, if it was connected head-on, I am afraid that this sword would fall directly.

No longer resisting, Liu Miao used his arms hard, and with a flick of his wrist, the iron sword in his hand had already driven the afterimage that exuded the spirit of the Soul Breaking Sword to change its trajectory.

Boom ——!

The earth shook violently, flying stones splashed everywhere, and a crack about half a meter long on the ground was split in an instant, and at first glance, it looked as if it had been struck by lightning.

Secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Liu Miao looked at the gravel on the ground and was also shocked, unless he used his spiritual power or heaven and earth vitality to urge the broken gold to split the air, otherwise Liu Miao really didn't have the courage to take this move head-on.

Looking at Gao Zhuo again, the whole person had already sat on the ground without strength, and his hands hung weakly on his sides, and at a glance, he knew that he had dislocated in the hard collision just now. As for the sword he held, only the hilt remained.

Liu Miao walked in front of him expressionlessly, to everyone's surprise, Liu Miao shook his hand is a sword, and in the exclamation of everyone, the blade of the sword was firmly attached to Gao Zhuo's neck. Gao Zhuo felt the coldness of the iron sword, and he didn't even frown.

"With your strength, even if you can't win the second wing private, at least you won't have a trace of resistance, who are you. (To be continued......)