Chapter Seventy-Five: The Old Knife's Anomaly
Wan Long is forty-five ranks, but Zhou Shangwu is only forty-two orders, in the past, the reason why Wan Long tolerated was only because the other people in the team were not as good as their side, in order to minimize the damage, he had been holding back the fire. Now that I have a chance to vent it, I will naturally be ruthless.
Zhou Shangwu felt that he was a killing intent, and he didn't dare to relax, the knife in his hand kept swinging out, and the two of them fought in the dark.
"Sweeping the clouds!"
Between the wind and the surging spiritual power, the Bandung knife brought gusts of wind, blowing wind and sand all over the sky.
Zhou Shangwu was aroused by the same blood in the face of such a style, and directly set up a knife, and the mountains and rocks with a similar momentum greeted the sky.
With the same atmospheric style of play, many of the surrounding rocks have been brought up, although there are not too big pieces, but those small stones are enough to collide, and even affect the surrounding people who are just as big as a piece.
The wind gradually rose, and even began to become violent, enveloping the figures of Wan Long and Zhou Shangwu in it, forming a circle, as if they were separated from other people.
Luo Zixing took the time to look, it was difficult to see the figure clearly in the middle of the sand, and even with such a move, the two of them had the demeanor of breaking the world at the beginning, although the scale was very different, but it seemed that there was a connection, and his heart moved, and he continued to fight against the twins.
However, Wan Long and Zhou Shangwu were in no mood to care about anything else, especially Wan Long, who was no longer shocked in his heart.
He always knew that Zhou Shangwu and himself were actually taking a route, the sword technique was directly atmospheric, or in other words, many spirit people who used knives on the Xuanling Continent took such a route, after all, there were only a few cultivation styles, especially the knife technique, the more atmospheric it was, the more it would often hurt the enemy to the depths of the fight. Even Luo Zixing uses a similar knife technique, but the Luo family's knife technique is more subtle.
The family that came down from ancient times had to have so much ability.
It's just that Wan Long was surprised that Zhou Shangwu fought this time, and he was like a senior brother, and the style line of the two was almost repeated.
However, Wan Long was slightly superior in spiritual power, so he was able to suppress Zhou Shangwu for the time being.
As everyone knows, Zhou Shangwu also had the same doubts in his heart, he and Wan Long had not really fought face-to-face like today before, after all, his cultivation was not as good as Wan Long, and fighting was also self-inflicted. But he still has a certain understanding of Bandung's exercises, and knows that it is very similar to himself. But I never thought that it would be like this point, it was simply a kind of exercise.
"Bang!" The huge sound startled everyone, and when they took the time to look back, it turned out to be Wan Long and Zhou Shangwu's knives colliding together, and the movement even shattered the stones under their feet, coupled with the collision of spiritual power, the surrounding air was distorted.
"Hmm!"
Wan Long and Zhou Shangwu each retreated from the dust mass with a muffled snort, to be precise, they were knocked away, but because they were still evenly matched, the two of them were still injured to the same extent.
"Hmph, you can actually learn such a knife technique, it seems that you are not so scummy!" Wan Long looked at Zhou Shangwu and said disdainfully, it is a shame for Wan Long for a person like Zhou Shangwu to use the same type of exercises as himself.
Zhou Shangwu's injuries were a little more serious, he looked at Wan Long, spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and let out a cold snort from his nose, but he didn't say anything and continued to raise the knife.
Wan Long naturally was not afraid of him, and laughed and raised his sword to meet him.
The battle between the two strongest men was not small, awakening many mercenaries who were still sleeping, and it could be seen from a distance that they had already begun to arrive.
But now it's clear that no one is in the mood to care about them, and they are just fighting on their own.
Zhang Zi was facing the big fat man of the other party, Zhang Zi's skills were dexterous, just to restrain the opponent's strength, so that he couldn't use his strength, and he was even more aggrieved, and his combat effectiveness was less than forty percent.
Dali is to find a big man on the other side, he also has great strength, and the exercises he cultivates are also violent, no matter how the two of them fight, but their movements are no worse than Bandung Zhou Shangwu and them.
The old knife doesn't seem to have made any achievements, the other party has the same cultivation as him, and in the case of the other party's low morale, he has not yet gained the upper hand, and even faintly has a tendency to fall into the downwind.
Luo Zixing keenly found on the side that the old knife did not use all his strength at all, but the other party used full strength under this threat, so that he actually had the posture of forcing the old knife back.
Sighed secretly, sure enough, the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous they are, although it is said that they are doing this cautiously for their own sake, but in the current situation where they are almost killed, it is not kind for the old knife to still have the strength. Even Luo Zixing found that he was not the only one, except for Wan Long, everyone noticed Lao Dao's behavior, and his eyes had quietly changed.
People, wherever you go, there will be fights, otherwise there would not be so many grievances between right and wrong.
If the old knife really used all his strength, according to his experience in combat, the opponent might not be able to resist a few moves, and once one of them solved the opponent, the others would be much easier.
In fact, they took this into account when they divided the opponent, the old knife is the most likely to defeat the opponent or even kill him, once he pulled out, this time, they basically won, but no one thought that the old knife would actually do such a thing when he was in battle.
Bandung's side is inseparable, and there is no time to take care of this, Luo Zixing also felt struggling, and the other pair of twins also seemed to sense the problems in their team, and increased their offensive efforts, and the three of them were a little unbearable.
Although Zhang Zi is relatively relaxed, his opponent is not simple, Zhang Zi wanders around him, trying to protect himself as much as possible, but it consumes spiritual power.
Yuan Lingxiang's situation is similar to theirs, and it will be difficult to decide the winner for a while, so it can only be said that if Lao Dao doesn't make any action, the outcome this time is really unpredictable.
Sun Zhao didn't say anything after discovering the situation of the old knife, but his eyes darkened, and he increased the strength of the attack, as if he wanted to vent something.
Yuan Lingxiang didn't seem to be willing to meddle in such a thing at all, and he didn't say anything when dealing with his opponent.
The strength is a little sluggish, and I haven't found the undercurrent here, so I only care about the opponent.
Zhang Zi saw that the old knife had always been like this, and finally couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing with the old knife, why don't you do it?"
The words were a little urgent, and the meaning was not even clear, but it was just such a sentence that attracted Wan Long's attention......