As soon as the words fell, Hong Qijun stopped abruptly, and instantly poured the power of a forward rush into the long sword in his hand.

"Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! ”

The sound of breaking through the air like a buzzer sounded immediately, and the sword shadows in the sky were layered one after another, completely enveloping Mo Yu's body.

Seeing this, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, the soles of his feet flicked, and he quickly stepped back.

Although he has the Golden Thunder Brake Body Protection, he is not shaking, and there is naturally no need to hard-connect the attacks that can dodge.

After jumping out of the enveloping range of the sword light for two consecutive years, Mo Yu's front foot just landed, Hong Qijun's back foot let out a low shout, and the sword move in his hand changed, twisting and pocketing, and gathered the sword shadow in the sky in one place.

Immediately, Hong Qijun took another step forward, raised his sword and flicked it, and unexpectedly threw out a silver-white sword that was about a foot long and went straight to Mo Yu's door.

Slightly sideways to dodge this sword that had its shape and no god, Mo Yu stood in place, looking ahead for a long time.

Feeling Mo Yu's gaze, Hong Qijun shook the long sword in his hand, and quietly replied while mocking:

"Guy who only takes advantage of his tongue, where did you go with your momentum just now? Why do you just hide like a mouse? ”

Regarding Hong Qijun's ridicule, Mo Yu's nose and eyes and eyes and heart should not be heard.

If he really wants to do something to Hong Qijun, he doesn't need to slay the demon to appear.

If you shoot the camera twice, if the other party is lucky, you can leave a last word or two, and if you are unlucky, you can go directly to exchange experiences with Abe-san.

From beginning to end, Mo Yu's actions were just for one goal - to smoothly absorb the best geocentric chalcedony.

Therefore, in order to keep himself from being disturbed while absorbing the geocentric chalcedony, he had to find a way to make the Hong family stop for a few days, and this method was by no means as simple as killing Hong Qijun.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu looked Hong Qijun up and down, and began to think about where to start.

On the other side, Hong Qijun had also recovered his breath, the long sword in his hand pointed obliquely at the ground, and the tip of the sword drew a slight circle, waiting for an opportunity.

To be honest, Mo Yu's approach made him scratch his head.

Obviously, the life and death situation and the fight were all proposed by the other party, but now that the fight is really fighting, the other party does not show the slightest aggressiveness, but is a little timid.

As the saying goes, "there must be a demon when things go wrong", although Hong Qijun is not smart, but he has not yet reached the point of stupidity, so he is naturally secretly vigilant.

After a few breaths, he tapped his sword and swooped down again.

Suddenly, the sword shadow in the field flickered, and from time to time a dark golden light exploded.

However, these two people on the field are now playing happily, but the bitter ones are Luo Yushi and Hong Dingfeng on the sidelines.

While keeping an eye on the battle situation in the field, the two Yuan Infant masters also had to pay attention to each other, and they were both ready to intervene in the battle.

On the other side, Mo Yu was dealing with Hong Qijun's attack while looking at the situation off the field and thinking about it.

The current situation is completely different from the situation he had in the ring of the Jiufeng City Thunder Mining Conference, although he and Hong Qijun have signed a life and death certificate, but the witnesses are either their own people or enemies, and there is not even a third-party witness with enough weight.

Since there is no third-party witness, according to Hong Dingfeng's urine nature, once Hong Qijun falls into a disadvantage, he will definitely intervene.

In this case, even if Luo Yushi shot at the same time, at most he would be able to protect himself, and if he rounded it up, Mo Yu still didn't take advantage.

This is also the reason why Mo Yu didn't go all out, he was waiting, waiting for an opportunity to be able to defeat the enemy with one move, as long as he seized this opportunity, the Hong family would have to be busy next.

Seeing that time passed minute by minute, the battle circle between Mo Yu and Hong Qijun had expanded a lot compared to the beginning.

At the same time, under the intentional guidance of Mo Yu, the distance between Hong Qijun and the Hong family is getting farther and farther away.

While silently calculating the distance in his heart, Mo Yu raised his hand and patted the side of the long sword in Hong Qijun's hand, narrowly dodging a sword.

At this moment, Hong Qijun suddenly said indignantly:

"Are you just going to hide?"

As a sword cultivator, he has been rushing to attack since the beginning of the battle, wanting to take down Mo Yu as soon as possible.

But now that the battle has been going on for an unknown number of rounds, he still hasn't been able to cause substantial damage to Mo Yu, which makes Hong Qijun can't help but feel like he is being played, which makes his face a little unbearable.

Of course, in other words, Hong Qijun is a little anxious!

In this regard, Mo Yu spread his hands and said helplessly:

"You can't cut people, do you still blame me?

Before the fight, I said that my eyesight was not very good, but now it seems that the two of us are not half a catty!

No wonder you always say that the sword has no eyes, looking at the accuracy of your sword, it really doesn't look like it has eyes. ”

As soon as these words came out, Hong Qijun's face instantly became gloomy.

After realizing that he was not Mo Yu's opponent at all in terms of mouth artillery, he coldly dropped a sentence:

"Sharp teeth!"

Then, Hong Qijun stopped speaking, and the sword momentum in his hand intensified, and his offensive was three points stronger than just now.

Seeing this, Mo Yu nodded slightly, Hong Qijun is completely anxious now, and the opportunity he has been waiting for should also appear.

A few more rounds passed.

"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"

The sound of the sword blade breaking through the air is still the same, and Hong Qijun's current attack is obviously not as wide as at the beginning, but begins to take the initiative to stay strong.

Similarly, Hong Dingfeng and Luo Yushi, who were watching the game from the sidelines, had been nervous, and gradually slackened off.

Everyone present, even Hong Qijun, believed that Mo Yu was using "attrition tactics", after all, sword cultivation is recognized as having high offense and low defense, and strong explosives, although attrition tactics are not very good-looking, but they are indeed the best way to deal with sword cultivation.

Therefore, this battle should continue for some time in the near future.

Unfortunately, Mo Yu likes to play cards that don't follow common sense.

"Hum—"

In the flash of silver light, Hong Qijun took a step forward, handed out a sword sideways, and went straight to Mo Yu's heart.

According to the experience of the fight just now, Mo Yu will most likely choose to dodge the side jump next, so Hong Qijun has reserved five points of strength in advance and is ready to change his moves at any time.

Seeing that the tip of Sen Bai's sword was about to pierce into Mo Yu's body, but the other party was still motionless, Hong Qijun woke up suddenly and realized that something was wrong.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Boom-"

At this moment, the aura in Mo Yu's body was running wildly, and the dark golden light slowly lit up in the dark night, covering his palms.

"Bell!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing erupted, and the dark golden light left a semicircular trail in the air, Mo Yu suddenly picked up his left palm and slapped it straight at the tip of the long sword, three inches below the tip of the long sword, where the strength was weakest.

I have to say that Hong Qijun, as a sword cultivator, is barely qualified.

Even with such a powerful blow suddenly, he could still hold the long sword in his hand firmly.