Chapter 122: The Hardest Battle
Snort!
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Brush Brush Brush!
The sword light turns into shadows, cutting off the flowing water.
Sword to knife, sword to sword!
The two figures fought together, swords and swords collided with each other, and the violent and fierce energy scattered, shooting the surrounding walls all over the ground, and there were thousands of holes.
Under the sharp sword qi and sword qi, the Xuanbing platform with a radius of three zhang under his feet was also slashed into ice crystals and gradually shrunk.
From three feet, two feet long, to one zhang, eight feet, and finally there was only five feet left in the projectile land where the two of them could stand.
They couldn't retreat, they were almost close together, and the sword qi and sword qi were constantly swaying.
Whew!
With two heavy gasps, Yun Yi and Broken Water Flow had obviously reached the point of exhaustion, and the true qi in their bodies was overconsumed and they were out of breath.
"Broken water knife rain!" The broken water flow suddenly roared, and jumped into the air with an ice blade in his hand, and it was Yunyi who quickly opened the distance.
He had really suffered from melee combat with Yunyi!
Obviously, he is a big realm behind himself, and his true qi is not as good as his own, but his swordsmanship is superb, and it seems that his sword skills are under his control, and there is no secret at all.
Each swordsmanship seems ordinary, but it is as fast as lightning, and the moves are close to the point, so that he has a powerful water-breaking knife technique that is a martial artist, but he can't use it!
He was determined to give full play to the advantage that his cold true qi could come out of his body and attack from afar.
The skate blade drew a semicircle in the air, and the dense knife qi like rain burst out and surged.
Zheng Zheng Zheng!
Yun Yi swung his sword like the wind, protecting him in front of him, blocking the sword qi one by one three inches in front of him, unable to get close.
"Are you still unwilling to use the Martial Soul Secret Technique?" Seeing this, Broken Water Flow was even more secretly annoyed, he himself had already used the Martial Soul Secret Technique, and the means were exhausted, but Yun Yi had no sign of using the Martial Soul Secret Technique from beginning to end, but it was difficult for him to take Yun Yi down.
Even if it is a draw in such a situation, doesn't it mean that he is also weaker than this kid?
The thought of this made his face look extremely ugly.
As a master of the martial tower, defeated by a martial artist who is weaker than himself, what face does he have to gain a foothold in the martial tower?
"Boy, if you don't come up with the Martial Soul Secret Technique, I'm afraid you won't have a chance!" Broken Water said gloomily, and slashed through the air with a knife, actually splitting the Xuanbing Platform into two halves out of thin air.
He and Yunyi each stood in one place, facing each other from afar.
Seeing that he forced himself to use the martial soul secret technique again and again, Yun Yi was silent and did not answer. Although his martial soul martial arts reincarnation has the ability to shuttle through the martial arts world of the heavens, it is not a combat martial soul and cannot directly enhance his combat power, and the martial soul secret technique is an incarnation outside the body.
If he is allowed to use Lin Yi, a grandmaster-level clone, how can this battle continue, and it will be meaningless to challenge stronger martial artists to hone their own martial arts!
"Come on!" Yun Yi looked at it, knowing that he and the broken water flow had reached the point where his true qi was exhausted, and the next blow would be the final blow, and it would also be the one that would decide the outcome of the battle.
He hasn't faced such an embarrassing situation in many battles since the Warrior Pagoda challenge, and it was really the toughest battle of his career.
"Okay! Since you have never been able to use the Martial Soul Secret Technique, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Shui Shui shouted sharply, holding the ice blade tightly with both hands, and the cold true qi poured out of the nest.
Yun Yi's eyes shrank, and he saw that the ice blade had grown again at a speed visible to the naked eye, more than eight feet long, longer than a human body, and extremely terrifying.
"Cut off the water!" Cut off the water flow's voice was suppressed, and he roared word by word.
Ha!
He exhaled suddenly, and the big sword was held high above his head, swinging it down with the momentum of splitting mountains and slashing the moon.
A sword qi visible to the naked eye came out of the body, shaped like a substance, like a curved transparent giant knife, and the violent and cold knife momentum shrouded all directions.
"This knife can't be hidden!" Yun Yi felt awe-inspiring in his heart, feeling that he had been locked by this knife qi that had turned into substance, and he would be attacked wherever he fled, and there was nowhere to escape.
Although there was only one sword qi, it was stronger than the countless sword qi before, this was a blow that the broken water flow condensed all the true qi, condensed like a substance, and what was suppressed in it was the power of the rage.
"Do you want to gather all your strength into one blow?" Yun Yi muttered to himself, a never-say-die battle intent rising in his eyes, "Okay, let me try which of us is stronger with all our full strength!"
He looked like he was learning, and injected his true qi into the sword in his hand, and a sword qi that was also condensed into substance pointed at him from afar.
The giant sword and the giant sword floated in the air, far opposite.
The two sharp condensations were like a substantial qi machine clash in the air, as if the air was distorted, the light was confused, and the space was reversed.
"What? He was able to do this! Such a majestic true qi is no longer below me! Is this really just the realm of a first-class martial artist?" The sound of water loss was shocked, and when he saw this scene, he felt that his common sense about martial arts had been subverted.
This is a whole big realm! Why is his true qi not inferior to his own at all?......
I didn't understand it in my heart, but I didn't have time to think more.
Ready to fly!
The knife is out, the running water can be broken, and it cannot be recovered!
He shouted, and suddenly swung out, only to see a huge sword qi slashing down into the air, and the entire blue wave pool exploded into shocking waves, but it was rapidly frozen in the air, turning into a terrifying path, which was the trace of the knife slash.
Bright!
The ultimate brightness!
And at the end of that sword qi, a ball of light suddenly lit up, it seemed to be only a little, but it was extremely bright, even if this sword qi was all over the sky, it couldn't hide such a dazzling light.
The light was far away one moment, and the next it was in front of you.
Endless fierceness, piercing and hissing through the air.
This is sword qi, a fierce sword qi that can't be matched!
Sword vs. knife duel!
Sword Qi and Sword Qi collide!
The next moment, a boundless wave of air swept in, drowning the figures of the two.
The sound of countless ice sculptures exploding, the sky was shrouded in ice mist, and the entire space was plunged into a rage.
Syllable!
Suddenly, a figure fell to his knees, his eyes looked at the figure leaving with a sword, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Good sword! What a sharp swordsmanship! Although I lost, I want to see what kind of fierce scene you will have against a sword idiot of a higher level?"
His voice faded and he fell to the ground, unconscious, and no more sound.
And Yun Yi held the Qingyue Sword in his hand and left slowly, although his steps still seemed to be steady and firm, but looking at his pale face and sloppy eyes, he knew that it was not as relaxed as it looked.
When he finally walked back to his residence, the next moment he suddenly fell to the ground.
"Brother Yun, what's wrong with you, are you injured!" Yue'e exclaimed, and hurriedly walked over to hold him in her arms, looking at him with great distress.
Yun Yi shook his head slightly, and said with a weak smile: "Sister Yue, I'm fine! I finally comprehended the mystery of breaking through the Absolute Realm!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes went dark, and his consciousness had already fallen into boundless darkness.