Li Muxian's body shape changed like the wind, avoiding Chen Jing's sword, and at the same time, he grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand. His hand was shrouded in a misty gray light, and as soon as the sword fell into the air, Li Muxian's hand grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the sword body suddenly turned around with great agility in the void, and the sword body trembled, and it slashed towards Li Muxian's hand with great speed. Li Muxian's hand shrank, the sword slashed into the air, and drew an arc from the bottom to the top to Li Muxian's lower abdomen.

Li Muxian retreated sideways like the wind, and the sword body changed to a horizontal slash at the moment when Li Muxian turned sideways, and when Li Muxian retreated, it had already turned into a straight stab.

The sword body rose with white mist, and the speed was extremely fast, piercing Li Muxian's throat.

Li Muxian's body was like the wind, it was no worse than the speed of the sword, and he retreated very quickly, and while retreating, he said: "This swordsmanship is really extraordinary." ”

Chen Jing didn't say a word, his sword finger swiped in the void, and the sword in the void was like a person holding a sword and attacking. He retreated quickly, but he was not as fast as a sword. had to flash again, but no matter how he flashed, the sword seemed to have been expected, changing along with his flash, and the sword sealed his throat.

Li Muxian was helpless, so he only reached out again and bounced towards the sword. The gray light on his hands is thick, and he can't see it clearly when he envelops his hands, and he doesn't know when he has appeared on his chest.

"Ding......

The sword was flicked by him, and the sound of the sword was melodious and crisp.

Chen Jing's heart trembled, the sword was almost out of control, and the connection with the sword was almost broken. Hurriedly retracting his mind and concentrating all his thoughts on the sword, Li Muxian had already grabbed the hilt of the sword at this moment.

The sword body was flicked, and Chen Jing lost his mind for only a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Li Muxian's hand was about to grab the hilt of the sword. As soon as his heart tightened, the thought of the sword, the sword swirled in the air, and turned around the hilt, the hilt just avoided Li Muxian's hand, and the blade had already slashed towards his throat. Li Muxian was surprised by Chen Jing's quick response, and finally created a little opportunity, but it was snatched back in a blink of an eye.

How did he know that Chen Jing had practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years, at this time, although the sword was no longer attacked with a sword in hand, but the sword moves were still those sword moves, and the sword blockade had to be cut, which was several times faster than the sword in hand...... The trick is not far from the point.

Li Muxian was careless and fell into the sword net for a while, but he couldn't get out, and it was not difficult to dodge at first, but after Chen Jing regarded the sword as an invisible self in the sword, the sword changed in an instant, and the stiffness of the first sword and people quickly disappeared, only a moment later, the sword momentum had an unpredictable feeling, Li Muxian was shocked, his hands were wrapped in the wide sleeves, his body was like the wind, and he dodged in the sword net in a thrilling way. Suddenly, his hand reached out again, and the gray light was even worse, as if a poisonous snake was preying.

A finger pointed at the blade of the sword.

The sword trembled and flipped in one direction at the moment when Li Muxian's finger was about to point, changing from stabbing to slashing, Li Muxian was shocked, and his finger immediately retracted, but where was the time, the sword speed fell extremely quickly, and the blade slashed on his finger in the gray mist, but it made a sound like a symphony of gold and iron.

Li Muxian snorted and flew backwards, the sword was tightly entangled, and the sword body was covered with a layer of hazy white light, stabbing around Li Muxian's body, trapping Li Muxian firmly in a space, unable to get out at all.

If people who know Li Muxian's reputation in Baling City at this time see this scene, they will definitely feel incredible, Li Muxian is considered by many people in Baling City to be the number one master, but today he was trapped in the air by Chen Jing with a sword and could not get out.

Li Muxian's index finger was cut off, although it was not broken, it was in severe pain, his heart was furious, and his face was pale. I saw that he suddenly took out a talisman from his arms, the rune paper was pale gold, waved his hand, and recited a jerky incantation, and the rune paper turned into a ball of golden light and was slapped on his body. Chen Jing didn't know what spell he was going to cast, so he had to press the sword tighter, but found that his body slowly faded, slowly illusory, and finally faded like light smoke, and disappeared in the ripples and microwaves like a reflection in the water in a gust of wind.

Chen Jing also closed his eyes when Li Muxian disappeared, and his right hand pinched the sword finger in front of his chest, and the sword that was far away flew back and surrounded him.

From a distance, I saw a man in tattered clothes standing there on the top of a green mountain, with his hair scattered and barefoot. The messy black hair and rotten clothes moved with the wind, but his expression was like that of an old monk.

A colourful bird fluttered up from among the trees, and it seemed to wonder why there was one more person, and circled down to get a better look.

The sword light flashed suddenly, slashing through the void, and the colorful bird had already been cut in half before it could react.

Chen Jing closed his eyes and only controlled the flying sword with his mind, the heaven and earth at this time were dark in his mind, and in the darkness he could faintly see the trees and flowers in the distance, and then it was pitch black in the distance, and there was nothing. However, although it was dark, the darkness was as calm as a deep pool. When the bird flew into the darkness, the darkness was like water to stir up layers of ripples, Chen Jing thought that Li Muxian was close, and in his heart, he slashed out with a sword, and only after cutting it did he know that it was not.

Stealth is not difficult to practice, but it is not easy either, and the biggest difference from the escape technique is that it is silent and elusive. Each sect will have a stealth technique, maybe the initial one is similar, but the later it goes, the greater the difference. Qianluomen naturally also has stealth techniques and retreat techniques, although Chen Jing has not practiced, he has also seen Qianluomen's stealth techniques, and there is a way to break that stealth method at the back of the book. That method is like Chen Jing is now, close his eyes, and rely on his mental power to sense, the stronger the divine thought, the more invisible people can find it as soon as they get close, this is the method of breaking the Thousand Romans stealth technique.

Chen Jing didn't know how much difference Li Muxian's stealth method was from Qianluomen's stealth method, and he didn't know how to break the method of the other sect's stealth method, so he could only break it by breaking the Qianluomen stealth method.

Suddenly, there was a little fluctuation in the calm darkness in Chen Jingsi's senses, and the fluctuation was extremely light, like a breeze blowing water waves.

With a thought, the sword had already slashed over. This sword had a faint white light in Chen Jing's thoughts, and the darkness where it passed was faint, illuminating the little area that the sword light reached.

The flying sword slashed without hindrance, but Chen Jing did not stop, the sword body moved, and a sword flower danced, stirring up the darkness to pieces. In the haze of the sword light dancing, I faintly saw Li Muxian's figure retreating and disappearing into the darkness. But the sword didn't pursue it, because it was already far away, and it was not within the complete range of Chen Jing's divine thoughts.

Chen Jing was slightly happy in his heart, he didn't expect that the flying sword and this divine sword would be able to break this Li Muxian's stealth method.

The blade of the sword was still swirling around his body, like a shark swimming in the water, ready to devour its prey. The ten meters within a radius of this mountain was the area that could be completely covered by his divine thoughts.

His eyes were closed, and there was darkness in his thoughts, black as ink, silent.

In the silent darkness, only the sword was bright, and the place where the sword turned was illuminated by a faint light emitted from the sword, and the sword left and fell into darkness again.

In the silent darkness, there was a sudden fluctuation, the sword momentum changed, and the fluctuation was like a fish poking its head out of deep water, spitting out a blister on the surface of the water and then sinking into the water, and the surface of the water returned to quiet.

The people who have seen Li Muxian's shot in Baling City are the most impressive scenes of him receiving magic weapons and spells empty-handed. Only two or three times, but each time his hand was shrouded in gray light, facing other people's spells or magic weapons, each time the spells were scattered, and the magic weapons were collected by him. But I haven't seen him use any spells, and now he is fighting with Chen Jing, wanting to take down Chen Jing's sword, but he can't do it, and he wants to get close to him and is blocked by the sword, and now he can't get close with the stealth method.

Suddenly, an extremely strong and fast wave rushed straight towards Chen Jing, and the momentum was like the moment when a giant whale rushed out of the water. Chen Jing's heart froze, and he moved his sword, and the sword body shone brightly, slashing straight towards the strong fluctuations.

"Boom ......"

Under the light of the sword, Li Muxian punched directly on the blade of the sword, the sword flew upside down, Chen Jing's heart shook, a feeling of dizziness hit, and the divine thoughts that were spread in a radius of ten meters suddenly dispersed. He hurriedly collected his thoughts, and opened his eyes, Li Muxian had already approached, and his eyes were murderous.

Chen Jing didn't have a sword in his hand, and his mind was already in turmoil, and it was difficult to communicate for a while that the sword that was shocked by a punch had to be punched out.

"Bang ......"

This is a collision of mana, fortunately, Chen Jingzao knew that his mana was not as good as the other party, and at the moment of punching, the person also took advantage of the momentum to float up, although this retreat took away a few points of Li Muxian's mana, but it still made Chen Jing's body fly out involuntarily. A mouthful of blood spurted out while the person was still in the air, and Li Muxian only paused slightly before catching up again, his fist was shrouded in a thick gray glow, and he punched Chen Jing again.

Chen Jing fell upside down from the top of the mountain like a big bird with broken wings, and fell into the churning river, watching Li Muxian rush down in the air, murderous and ambitious, but his mind calmed down. The effect of raising the sword for so long has been manifested at this time, in the Thousand Gates, he can't move in front of the sword, to be wholeheartedly sword, he must throw away a thing from the outside world, and now the person is still in the air, but he can abandon his own safety in his heart, and in an instant, the sword is again and again.

Li Muxian rushed straight down, punched directly, and said coldly at the same time. "Even if you have some genius, you will die here today:"

He chuckled, stepped into the void, and swooped down. In his heart, Chen Jing must die in front of him, if he doesn't die, he will definitely be a dangerous person one day.

With a punch, like an eagle rushing down from the sky to catch its prey.

He knew that if this punch was solid, Chen Jing would die, and he was sure that he would hit the opponent when he fell into the river.

At this moment, he saw Chen Jing, who was falling in the air, suddenly pointing towards him, and at the same time heard a hoarse voice in his ears: "Chop." "

A chill runs in the back of the head, like ice water pouring down from the top of the head.

Li Muxian was horrified in his heart, he didn't expect Chen Jing to be able to control the sword at this time, his body turned over instantly, and at the same time waved his arm to protect himself. He was already extremely cautious about that sword, and in his heart, no one could force himself to use all means with a psychic sword.

The sword slashed down from behind Li Muxian, and the sword light was like frost and snow, exuding a cold murderous intention.

A muffled snort!

There was a sharp pain in the arm, a stream of blood rushed out of the void, and one arm fell into the middle of the river.

"Bang ......"

Chen Jing fell into the river, and the moment he fell into the river, he grabbed the sword back in his hand.

Li Muxian Yukong caught up with his arm that fell towards the river, turned back to the top of the mountain, and looked at the surging river, where could he still see Chen Jing at this time, he had already been swallowed by the extremely fast river waves.

Blood dripped from the top of the mountain, and in a moment it was already stained red.

Li Muxian grabbed his broken arm with his left hand, his face was cold, and he stood on the top of the mountain for a long time, until night fell, he could still vaguely see a figure.