With the cold ice palm and the flying floc light smoke skill, there are absolutely few people in the rivers and lakes who can block it.

But Mo Li is undoubtedly one of the few.

The long sword in his hand stabbed forward weakly, like a beginner stabbing at random, and slowly people could look at the black and white mottled sword body lines on his meridian sword.

However, the sound of wind and thunder roaring where his sword blade passed, this is the whistling sound that can only be achieved when the sword speed pierces through the air extremely fast!

Just when everyone was puzzled, his sword was impartial, and it just stopped in front of the black shadow.

While!

The swords and palms intersected, there was a soft sound, and a cold wind dispersed, and the temperature in the entire restaurant dropped instantly.

I saw the two people in the field, Mo Li took a small step back, his face was 'white' by three points, it seemed that his internal strength was weak, and Wei Yixiao was standing in place, his expression was as usual, which of the two was high and who was low, you can know at a glance.

He couldn't say that he breathed a big sigh of relief in his heart, he was really afraid that the Blue Winged Bat King would be defeated by Mo Li's men.

Fortunately, this little sword god, who is extremely famous in the rivers and lakes, is a little younger, and his internal strength is a little weak.

He was relieved, and the rest of the people present couldn't help but get nervous!

Especially Gu Songli, he pressed five thousand taels of silver to bet on Mo Li!

The Blue Winged Bat King is a little lower than that Yang Xiao's position in the Ming Sect, Mo Li is not an opponent, how to say the duel after that?!

"In the end, he is a young man, although his swordsmanship is excellent, his internal strength is a little worse."

Wei smiled and said coldly: "I'm afraid that in that duel with Yang Xiao, you won't be able to catch up." ”

Mo Li seemed to have been stepped on by his tail, and said with an 'angry' face: "Even if the internal strength is not as good as you, it is enough for me to kill you with my sword!" ”

His face flushed slightly, like the seventh prince of Tang who was just annoyed and angry, Wei Yixiao was very familiar with this kind of face, it was the arrogance of young people, in front of everyone, young people were always afraid of losing face and liked to be hard-mouthed, and he himself was the same when he was young.

It's good for young people to be arrogant, but it's just a matter of time.

Wei Yi smiled and sighed softly, and said, "A young man like you with good martial arts is really rare in the rivers and lakes, it's a pity that it's ......."

He was on tiptoe, and the person was already flying up again like a big bat, and the temperature of the entire restaurant continued to drop!

Shout!

Mo Li waved the long sword in his hand again, still unhurried, but as fast as a flash of lightning, once again blocking the opponent's icy palm outside the sword, only this time his face was even more 'red', and anyone with a clear eye could knock it out, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold a few palms.

Everyone secretly sighed in their hearts that this little sword god was too young and his internal strength was not enough.

This time, Wei Yixiao did not stop again, the cold ice palm attacked again and again under the blessing of the flying light smoke skill, the whole person was like a ghost, and he had already left dozens of afterimages around Mo Li's body, and shot out one palm after another, the cold air was so strong that the entire restaurant was like a cold winter, and many heroes of the rivers and lakes who were weak in internal strength were trembling, and a thin layer of hoarfrost formed on the ground!

What is surprising is that Mo Li's swordsmanship is really brilliant to the extreme.

No matter how fast the Blue Winged Bat King attacked, the black and white mottled meridian sword in his hand happened to stop in front of the opponent's palm, and none of them allowed the other party to succeed smoothly, and the name of the little sword god was definitely not false!

But everyone can also see clearly, this young man's sword swinging is slower and slower each time, more reluctant than once, his face is as red as a monkey's buttocks, and it is clearly very difficult to support, and the meridian sword is also hung with a thin layer of ice, which is the realization that the pure yang internal force in his body cannot support to drive away the cold, and he may be defeated at any time!

What others can notice, Wei Yixiao can naturally notice, and even he knows the state of the young man in front of him better than others.

In each sword, the internal force contained in the opponent is getting weaker and weaker, and the person is afraid that the internal force is close to exhaustion, and the difference between victory and defeat is in front of him!

Yang Xiao, your opponent today, the old man will solve it for you in advance!

The Green Winged Bat King was proud in his heart, and all the internal strength of his body was gathered in the palm of his hand, but he had no reservations, and a blow of cold ice slapped out, not only the speed was a few points faster, but the temperature in the entire restaurant also dropped again, anyone could see the intention of this Green Winged Bat King, and it was clear that he wanted to use this palm to kill this world-famous little sword god and this!

It's a pity......

Qunhao sighed again, Gu Songli had already clenched his hands into fists, his teeth were gritting, he pulled out his long sword, and once Mo Li was defeated, he would rush to the rescue at any time!

Guanzhong man, who values righteousness over profit, Mo Li has a life-saving grace for him, even if he knows that he can't do it, he has to try it!

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of the mouth of the Blue Winged Bat King, he seemed to have seen the death of the young man in front of him and the appearance of his palm, such a young master, the blood must be extraordinarily hot, and it must also be extraordinarily delicious.

Suddenly, Mo Li smiled.

The smile is very relaxed, it is a smug smile after the prey steps on the trap, and it is also a smile of victory in his hand!

Wei Yixiao was very familiar with this smile, because many times, this smile appeared on his face!

However, his sword is clearly weak, even if he stops his palm, he will be frozen to death by the power of the cold ice palm!

Wei Yixiao was puzzled in his heart, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Mo Li's arm, and all the ice on the meridian sword was shaken off, and then, the long sword turned into a black and white lightning bolt, which came straight to his throat at a speed that was twice as fast as before, and he didn't have time to react at all!

He's hiding!

Wei Yixiao was shocked in his heart, and turned around to leave, but it was too late!

With the sound of a long sword entering the flesh, and between the blood and light bursting out, Wei Yixiao was already frozen in place.

In his throat, there was already an extra sword, a sharp sword mottled in black and white.

In the restaurant, it suddenly became very quiet, very quiet, quiet, only the sound of blood dripping on the ground.

"You...... You are humble...... Humble ......"

Wei Yi smiled and pointed at Mo Li, his angry eyes widened, he wanted to scold Mo Li for being despicable, hiding his strength, and tricking him into taking the bait, but after all, he didn't say anything, as a string of blood bubbles came out of his throat, his hand hung down weakly, and the whole person immediately lost his life.

"It's a bit interesting."

Mo Li smiled indifferently and put his sword into the sheath.

He turned around and walked to the outside of the restaurant, with a calm demeanor and a chic demeanor, and his clothes were not half messy.

Outside the building, a bright moon hangs high.

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