Now Tian Jihong's subconscious is undoubtedly reminding himself that he should retreat, but Tian Jihong and Mo Lu are already riding tigers at this moment, and the grievances between the two sides have reached the stage of fighting life and death, and it is impossible to resolve them easily. If Tian Jihong escaped so easily now and left the root cause, he would probably feel uneasy when he was targeted by such a ruthless guy in the future.

Coupled with the identity of Shi Yuzong exposed by the other party, Tianjihong marked Mo Lu as the target of killing from the beginning; I just wasted so much time to hide my strength, and I haven't been scared back until now, just waiting for the moment when I am now separated from life and death. Therefore, at this juncture, I can't just walk away with anything.

Therefore, Tian Jihong had to choose to risk his life at this time. After repeated temptations, he still has a certain understanding of the opponent's body and defensive methods, which is why his last surprise attack was effective. Now that the sword technique in the opponent's hand is about to take shape, and it is impossible to predict what his next move will be, Tian Jihong must be more and more careful to disintegrate the opponent's combat power as much as possible in the next surprise attack. Once the opponent's sword move is broken, no matter what kind of back hand Mo Lu has prepared, he will not have enough energy to use it.

This time, Tian Jihong once again aimed at Mo Lu's left waist, and he had noticed it when he used the Hundred Beast Shape Yi Fist before. In the case of the intensification of spiritual power consumption, the stability of his lower body will decrease, as long as he focuses on attacking his lower plate and makes his steps unsteady, he may be able to defuse the opponent's offensive. This time, Tian Jihong almost mobilized all the spiritual power in his body to attack the opponent, and his palm fingers were not inferior to the sharp blades made of stainless steel under the blessing of spiritual power, and his body was also like a loaded cannonball, galloping towards the weak point of Mo Lu's back, vowing to end the battle first on the eve of the opponent's killing move.

At the same time, Mo Lu also guessed that his opponent was about to make a desperate move. The age difference between him and Tian Ji Hong's cultivation was similar, and his soul power did not exceed Tian Ji Hong's by much, which was not enough to perceive the fierce attack after arriving at him in advance. However, the previous series of harassment behaviors of Tianjihong were enough to make Mo Lu realize that the weakness in his defense was probably understood by the other party.

As the opponent, Tian Jihong seems to be more and more anxious, and this temporary stagnation at the moment is just the calm before the storm; Since the other party still hasn't chosen to escape, it means that this kid must be planning to take advantage of this last opportunity to win or lose with one move, and the next move of Tianjihong to attack him must be unprecedentedly terrifying.

At this time, Mo Lu was still a little timid after all, he had been pampered in the family since he was a child, and he still couldn't see death like Tianjihong at a desperate juncture. Now the swordsmanship in his hand is still a little bit close to being completely formed, but Mo Lu asked himself if he was absolutely sure that he would be able to take the desperate blow of Tianjihong. So in the end, he still chose to move in advance, and the moment he noticed that Tianjihong disappeared behind him, Mo Lu's left hand was already stretched into the bracelet and took out his last magic weapon.

Of course, Tian Jihong behind him did not miss the subtle movements in Mo Lu's hands, and his attention has been firmly on the other party's body, when Mo Lu began to rummage through the things in the bracelet for the first time, Tian Jihong has already realized that the other party finally leaked a flaw under his continuous pressure, and such a hasty move also gave him a chance to take advantage of.

But this does not mean that Tianjihong can breathe a sigh of relief, since the other party dares to make the first move, he must be somewhat sure; What he could rely on was the Tianyun Sword Technique that Mo Lu had evolved for a long time, and now he still hadn't been able to fully display his full power, so it stands to reason that as long as Tianjihong didn't collide with this sword move head-on at this moment, he shouldn't be seriously injured.

It's just that when Jihong saw that what Mo Lu took out of the bracelet was just an ordinary-looking bamboo tube, the doubts in his heart became more and more intense. On that one-foot-long bamboo tube, which was only as thick as a wrist, Tian Jihong did not feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and it was obviously not a lethal treasure looking at its appearance. However, the more unclear the mind is, the more it arouses the vigilance of Tianjihong; At this moment, he mistakenly thought that this object might have been sealed by a special means by the hands of a certain master, so that he had such an illusion.

But then, Mo Lu in front of him did not hesitate to open the cover on the outside of the bamboo tube and took out a crumpled sheepskin scroll from the inside. The yellowed paper didn't look as peculiar as a bamboo tube, and its size was only the palm that had just covered Mo Lu's hand, and for a while, Tian Jihong, who was rushing behind him, couldn't tell the effect of this thing.

According to Tian Jihong, since this paper is Mo Lu's last resort, as long as he destroys it as soon as possible, everything will be fine. He had firmly locked on the other party's figure when he set off, and Mo Lu's every move was under his control; With the distance between the two sides now less than a zhang away, with his overwhelming speed, Tian Jihong was confident that he would first touch the scroll on his left hand and take it down before the opponent's sword move turned around.

As he expected, even if Mo Lu sensed the attack after his arrival at this moment, it would be useless. Even if he had reacted in time to dodge the swift blow sideways, his swordsmanship had not been perfected, and now even if he changed his direction and attacked Tianjihong from the flank, he could only scratch one of Tianjihong's arms from the flank, and it could not have a decisive effect; What's more, the distance between the two is very close, and it is difficult for Mo Lu to guarantee whether he can get the advantage of being the first move.

However, Mo Lu's face did not show the anxious look he had before, but he looked like he was in his chest. To Tianjihong's surprise, at this critical moment, the former had no intention of attacking at all, just looking at the dark purple spiritual power flashing between Mo Lu's left hand, the originally ordinary sheepskin scroll seemed to be activated in an instant, and fine lines began to faintly appear on the surface.

Tian Jihong only reacted at this time, and the parchment in Mo Lu's hand mostly recorded a magic circle used against the enemy. At this time, he hadn't even started his soul power cultivation, so he naturally didn't know anything about the formation method; In Tianjihong's subconscious, he has always felt that the formation can only be engraved around the battlefield or on the treasure in advance with the help of the arrayer, and then urged by spiritual power to exert powerful power.

This can't blame him for having such a wrong understanding, it seems that he has rarely had contact with the formation, and the latter has all appeared in front of him in this form, which makes his performance of the formation leave such a stereotype. And at the moment, when an opponent uses a scroll to print an entire formation that is activated immediately in battle, and it doesn't seem to need to consume much spiritual power to urge it, Tian Jihong has no concept of this.

In addition, the speed at which the other party was arranging the formation through the scroll at the moment was also greatly beyond Tian Jihong's expectations. Looking at the formation condensed by this layer of intertwined pitch-black lines, in the blink of an eye, there was a burst of spiritual power fluctuations far beyond the two of them, Tian Jihong was sure at this time that it was definitely not Mo Lu who was providing energy to the formation through his own spiritual power, and the spiritual power in his hand before was mostly just a way to trigger the formation pattern and activate the formation; With more than half of the spiritual power consumed by the opponent after evolving the sword technique before, it was absolutely impossible to make the magic circle produce such a might.

Seeing that the power released by the formation was about to overshadow the Tianyun Sword Technique cast by the other party, at this time, it was finally Tianjihong who was approaching behind Mo Yu, and without the slightest hesitation, he took the lead in grabbing the scroll in his left hand. He knew in his heart that the threat posed by this unknown formation was the greatest at the moment, and even if he risked being severely injured by the sword move, he had to solve this formation first.

The most favorable news for him now was that although the formation carved in front of him surged violently, it did not seem to have a powerful lethal power in nature, and Tian Jihong's palm not only did not feel the slightest obstacle on the way to the scroll, but also was not injured by the spread of spiritual power fluctuations.

It's just that at the moment when his palm was about to touch the scroll, Mo Lu in front of him showed a sarcastic smile, and he directly threw the formation map into the air calmly. This move suddenly made Tian Jihong stunned for a long time, he thought that the other party would try to use the power of the formation to launch a fierce attack on him, and he was ready to forcibly destroy the scroll on the premise of resisting the blow of the formation.

However, until the moment when the formation was thrown into the air, Tian Jihong really felt that the pitch-black formation above his head had firmly locked him; But apart from the powerful spiritual power, he never found that it had any offensive effect. At this time, he was a little hesitant for a moment whether he should get up and seize the formation map in mid-air, or should he continue to launch a surprise attack on Mo Lu, who was about to complete the interpretation of the sword technique in front of him.

It was also during his moment of hesitation that the formation above his head, which was about two feet high in the air, suddenly changed; The dense array patterns printed on it suddenly began to spread out in mid-air as if they had broken away from the scroll, and quickly turned into a two-meter-diameter arcane magic array. With the flow of spiritual power, this magic circle, which had suddenly expanded nearly ten times, began to operate slowly in a clockwise direction; And the two people who were tightly shrouded below it both felt that their eyes were dark at this moment, as if they had been deprived of vision for a moment. Caught in a confined pitch black space.

At this point, Tian Jihong finally understood that the magic circle cast by the other party was really not used for attacking, but to cover his visual senses, so as to slow down his offensive rhythm and buy more time for the next sword technique. According to Tian Jihong's speculation, this Mo Lu certainly hoped to be able to remotely control the formation diagram at the beginning, and block him alone before disposing of it; But when the opponent found that his speed was not as fast as his own and he could not successfully urge the formation to lock himself, he had to choose to lure the enemy with his body, deceive him and then find a way to do it.