Chapter Thirty-Eight: Fighting the Sword God

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves in the forest and shines on the blade of the sword, reflecting a dazzling cold light.

Falling from his horse just now, Cao Zhang's helmet had fallen off, his hair was scattered, and he was blown by the mountain wind in the dense forest, constantly fluttering.

He tried his best to adjust his breath, looked at Wang Yue in front of him with full attention, and was ready to fight to the death......

Wang Yue just looked at Cao Zhang coldly and didn't speak, the fight just now gave him a clear understanding of Cao Zhang's strength, he didn't think that Cao Zhang, who was already injured, could resist his attack, so he didn't take him seriously at all.

Cao Zhang glared at Wang Yue, and suddenly roared, releasing the murderous aura that he had been enduring all his life, like a goshawk flying up quickly, swooping forward, the sword in his hand stabbed at Wang Yue in the wind, and the dazzling cold light pierced the space and stabbed straight towards Wang Yue's face.

The best defense is offense!

Cao Zhang knew that fighting hard to defend might not be able to stop Wang Yue's offensive, not to mention that his left arm was injured and kept bleeding, which would also lead to a continuous decline in physical fitness.

Instead of sitting back and waiting, it is better to take the lead and seize the opportunity!

This sword poured all the strength of Cao Zhang's strength, and he concentrated all his strength on the tip of the sword, gathering momentum, and its power was extremely strong.

He no longer had any illusions about Wang Yue in his heart, he just wanted to stab him down with one blow, and he didn't show the slightest mercy.

Wang Yue smiled slightly, and the sword in his hand slashed out against Cao Zhang's stabbing sword, teasing Cao Zhang's sword at lightning speed.

Cao Zhang only felt that the bone-piercing chill hit him again!

There was a loud "boom".

The two swords touched, Cao Zhang only felt that his forearm was shocked and numb, and the tiger's mouth hurt slightly, if he hadn't held the hilt of the sword with both hands, the sword would have almost flown out.

Cao Zhang saw that the situation was not right, and feared that he would be controlled by Wang Yue again, so he hurriedly retreated with his strength, and retreated to the position where he was standing at the beginning, holding the sword across his chest, and waiting for the battle.

Wang Yue repelled Cao Zhang with one move, and was not in a hurry to attack at all, but just continued to look at him coldly.

Cao Zhang's left arm was constantly bleeding, and such a fierce fight would speed up the flow of blood, making the blood lose faster and his physical strength would be weaker.

Therefore, the fast attack and hard-hitting style of play are the most expensive for the current Cao Zhang.

As an experienced swordsman and killer, Wang Yue immediately discovered a way to win.

He struck quickly, his garment inspired by the swiftness of his movements and the strength of the mountain wind.

Wang Yue's body flew towards Cao Zhang, and the sword slashed diagonally, slashing straight at Cao Zhang.

Cao Zhang couldn't dodge, so he could only hold the hilt of the sword with both hands and raise his sword to resist.

Seeing that the two weapons were about to collide again, Wang Yue suddenly changed his move, turned the sword that slashed diagonally into a sliding slash, and stabbed towards Cao Zhang's face.

Cao Zhang had already prepared this time, so he was prepared for Wang Yue's surprise move again, seeing that Wang Yue suddenly changed the trajectory of the sword, he did not panic, and used the power of the mixed body in his arms, shouted in his mouth, and raised the sword to meet it.

This flirtation Cao Zhang has exerted all the strength of his body, and he thinks that with his own strength and full strength, he should be able to block Wang Yue's sword.

There was another loud bang, and the swords of the two collided again.

This time, Cao Zhang didn't feel his arm numb anymore, obviously successfully withstanding Wang Yue's attack.

However, this time he fell for Wang Yue's strategy again, his purpose was to lure Cao Zhang's full defense against the attack of his sword, causing Cao Zhang's temporary loss of strength at the moment when the two swords collided.

It was this short moment that was enough for Wang Yue to launch the next attack.

He flew up and kicked Cao Zhang's chest hard.

Cao Zhang's attention was on defending Wang Yue's sword, he didn't expect him to attack with his legs at all, although he tried to dodge to the side, he was still kicked, his chest was stuffy, and his body fell backwards.

Cao Zhang was unwilling to fall down like this, although his body leaned back, he still slammed back his right arm, gathered strength, and slashed horizontally in the air with his sword to prevent Wang Yue's further pursuit.

Wang Yue didn't expect Cao Zhang to take a blow from himself and not fall, but he could still make such a defensive way, and praised in his mouth: "Really brave!" ”

He waved the sword in his right hand, but instead of blocking the cold light that crossed in front of him, he stabbed straight at Cao Zhang's wrist holding the sword, if Cao Zhang didn't stop in time, he would inevitably be pierced through the wrist by this thorn.

Cao Zhang was shocked, he didn't expect this Wang Yue's skills to be so good, and he kept changing his tricks in the attack, which was simply unguardable.

In a hurry, Cao Zhang could only try to change his moves, and slashed the horizontal sword downward, wanting to use this to force Wang Yue to retreat.

But his movements were still a little slower, and the winger of Wang Yue's sword still cut through Cao Zhang's wrist, and another stream of blood arrows spewed out.

Although Cao Zhang's wrist was injured, he also took the opportunity of the brief intersection of the two swords to take a few steps back and temporarily retreated himself to a position where he kept a safe distance from Wang Yue.

Cao Zhang regained his grip on the sword, and without the slightest hesitation, he quickly shot at Wang Yue again.

There was another wound on his wrist, the blood was lost faster, and his physical strength would drop faster, so he had to attack with all his might.

Wang Yue was naturally not afraid of Cao Zhang, and raised the sword in his hand to face the battle.

Cao Zhang's hands were already injured, so he could only toss and turn, sometimes stabbing on the back, sometimes turning and dodging, preoccupied with Wang Yue's shot, and looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Cao Zhang's path was originally pure masculine, opening and closing, unstoppable.

Wang Yue is a swordsman, but his moves are rigid and soft, and his sword moves can always twist and turn, deriving infinite changes.

Cao Zhang realized that it was useless to blindly defend, so he simply adopted a life-fighting style of play, regardless of rushing towards Wang Yue and beating fiercely, just attacking frantically.

Cao Zhang's crazy attack method made Wang Yue have no choice in a short time. Although he had many chances to stab Cao Zhang, he himself would have been stabbed by Cao Zhang.

In the case of taking the advantage, Wang Yue was of course unwilling to hang up the lottery by himself, so he simply continued to fight with Cao Zhang, wanting to exhaust Cao Zhang's strength and assassinate him with one blow.

As the two fought, the blood on Cao Zhang's body continued to fly in the air, as if a blood mist had formed between the two.

This kind of fight also consumed Cao Zhang's physical strength extremely quickly, and he only felt that the sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

He is now completely relying on a belief to support himself and work hard to persevere.

Wang Yue saw that Cao Zhang was the end of the strong crossbow, and after attacking a few more swords, his right leg flew up violently and kicked at Cao Zhang.

Cao Zhang's physical strength dropped significantly, and when he attacked with all his strength, the sword had already pierced into the air, and his body was in an unguarded situation.

For this kind of quick sneak attack, it was too late to swing the sword to attack Wang Yue.

In a hurry, Cao Zhang could only dodge sideways, but he was still half a step slower, and was kicked in the lower abdomen by Wang Yue, and then the sky spun around, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

Wang Yue proudly put away his sword, as if he knew that Cao Zhang would not be able to get up again after this blow, and looked at Cao Zhang leisurely, not rushing forward, with a playful smile on his face.

Cao Zhang was lying on the ground, only to feel that all his internal organs seemed to be churning, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

But he knew that Wang Yue would make a killing move at him at any time, so he tried to raise his head and support his body with his hands to get up.

Wang Yue looked at Cao Zhang lightly: "Do you know why cats catch mice, why aren't they in a hurry to eat?" ”

Cao Zhang's eyes seemed to erupt with anger, he glared at Wang Yue fiercely, if his gaze could kill the other party, Wang Yue estimated how many times he had already died.

Of course, he understood the meaning of Wang Yue's words, which was to play him like a mortal rat.

"Okay, I'm almost done too, it's time to finish." Wang Yue waved the sword in his hand and approached Cao Zhang......