The sword light is shining, and the sword intent is condensed!

And just when this sword was about to fall on the body of the sword, on the right side of his body, the sword mirror suddenly appeared, and the mirror light fell, and the whole person disappeared, which also made Ao Shuang slash the air with a sword, tearing the space open.

Five hundred meters away, the figure of the sword appeared, at this time, his left shoulder was abruptly concave, which was smashed by Ao Shuang's punch, and the whole person's breath was a little disordered At the same time, there was also a languishing color between his eyebrows.

On the other hand, Ao Shuang, after the first blow failed, he did not attack the former again, and a few wisps of blood flowed from the wound on his right shoulder, although his face was a little pale, but his breath was still thick and abnormal, and his fighting spirit was high.

This is the time to reflect whether the flesh is strong or not, a martial artist who has reached the level of two people, it is basically impossible to fight without being injured, and in terms of refining the body, he has reached the arrogance of the realm of Xiaocheng Demon Body, which naturally has a great advantage.

Staring at the former, Jianzi muttered: "Even if you have the heart sword body, but your left arm is still smashed and dented, and the meridians are also broken, this punch, the liliang that bursts out is at least about 500,000 catties, or even higher!"

Even if he didn't want to admit it, but the result was like this, if he hadn't had the sword mirror just now, I'm afraid that Ao Shuang's next attack would come like a raging storm, and there would be no scum left of him.

"However, even if your flesh is strong, it shouldn't be nice to be stabbed by my sword......"

That's right, Jianzi's guess is extremely correct, and the arrogance at this time is not comfortable.

Originally, he thought that after the sword qi around the sword was dispersed, there would be no follow-up damage, but at this time, he found that those fine sword qi had reappeared like maggots attached to the bones, trying to destroy his body functions in a vain attempt to destroy his body functions.

This is also the reason why Ao Shuang Weishenme is no longer chasing the sword, he is trying his best to urge the spiritual power in the dantian to disperse the fine sword qi, and part of it is because the other party has a sword mirror, it is really difficult to guess the next move.

Jianzi looked at Ao Shuang, and took out an elixir from the space ring, as soon as the elixir appeared in his hand, a trace of medicinal fragrance suddenly appeared in the sky, and after swallowing it into his abdomen, the pure medicinal power began to repair the depression in his left shoulder.

In this regard, no one said anything, after all, the battle between the two is no longer a competition in the simple sense, it can be said that if anyone loses, it is basically a way to annihilation, and in the fight for life and death, as long as they can win, who cares what means are used?

Looking at the two staring at each other, everyone couldn't help but talk.

"The situation is very anxious, the sword with the sword mirror, the mobility is too strong, even if Ao Shuang surpasses the former in speed and liliang, he can't catch the shadow of the other party at all, and the sword doesn't dare to attack rashly at this time, after all, the scene just now is ......"

"There is really nothing to say about the scene just now, it seems to be just an understatement of a collision, but how thrilling it is, I'm afraid only the two of them know, that punch and that sword, the attack intensity is quite high. ”

"It's a stalemate, in this level of battle, no one is easy to try, unless there is some more sure way to attack, by the way, how from the beginning to the present, Ao Shuang doesn't seem to take the initiative to attack, it looks quite passive. ”

......

That's right, from the beginning to now, Ao Shuang didn't take the initiative to attack, as if he had always seen the move, or found some attack intervals to launch a slight counterattack, and then fell silent again, waiting for the next move of the sword.

This is extremely inconsistent with Ao Shuang's previous fighting methods, in previous battles, his attacks were extremely violent, and even in an instant, he would decide the winner with his opponent, but somehow, today he is very conservative.

Usually this situation occurs, only two situations can make sense, the first is that Ao Shuang shows the enemy weak, and then counterattacks when the time is ripe, and the second situation is that the opponent's strength can steadily suppress himself.

And obviously, neither of these two situations are true, the same as the existence of Tianjiao Feng Chuqian, Ao Shuang has no reason to let the other party suppress himself steadily, and there is no need to show weakness to the enemy, so his fighting style, weishenme will be so conservative?

This is all because Ao Shuang is adapting to the fighting style of a martial artist of this level like Jianzi, although Jianzi is not the most powerful existence he has encountered since he came to the Lingyu Continent, but he is a real disciple of the Great Sect.

Ao Shuang wants to know, what kind of spiritual skills can these disciples of the real great sect cultivate in the sect, and even what the sect can give them, is it just superior cultivation conditions and powerful ** spiritual skills?

You must know that when the chaotic war is over, there will be some big sects to choose disciples, and Ao Shuang's idea at this time is whether he has the need to join a sect.

The superior cultivation conditions, and the ability to cultivate powerful ** and spiritual skills, are indeed very exciting, and the most important thing is that if Ao Shuang can really enter a second-grade sect, then the status of the Ao family will also rise.

But Ao Shuang felt that comfortable conditions would make people lose their fighting spirit, and between life and death, martial artists could make breakthroughs more quickly, so all the time, he was thinking about whether he would join a sect or continue to be an idle cloud wild crane.

Jianzi looked at Ao Shuang, who was thinking about it, and sneered.

"Ao Shuang, whether it is the heart sword or the sword mirror, I'm afraid it's not something you can guess, indeed, I admit that your fighting talent is indeed very high, but don't forget, I come from the second-grade sect, and the means are far beyond your imagination!"

Facing the ridicule of the former, Ao Shuang shook his neck and disagreed.

If you get closer, you will find that at this time, at the injured right shoulder, many fresh flesh buds in the wound are wriggling, this is the horror of Xiao Cheng's demon body, even if you don't swallow any pills, the recovery speed of the injury is still very fast.

After half a sound, Ao Shuang stretched his waist, and suddenly there was a 'crackling' sound from the cracks in his bones: "If you can't come up with any more amazing means, then your eyebrows may really not be able to keep it......"

After speaking, his expression became more and more fierce, and at the same time, his right hand was slowly raised, and at the palm of the downward pressure, a trace of pure cyan aura floated, wrapping his entire palm, exuding a desolate and devouring aura.

Seeing the pure cyan, the pupils in Jianzi's eyes also suddenly constricted, and his expression calmed down as much as possible: "I know that you have a spiritual technique, and you used it last time you killed the ice dragon......, right?"

Spiritual law?!

Ao Shuang hadn't spoken yet, but the people who were fighting outside the Fengyun Plug let out a burst of exclamations.

"Did Jianzi say it wrong, or did I hear it wrong, he actually said that Ao Shuang has a spiritual method?

"He is not wrong, you are not wrong, it is indeed a spiritual method, but could it be that Ao Shuang has really comprehended his own spiritual method? As far as I know, the spiritual method is different from ordinary spiritual techniques and secret methods, and it cannot be practiced through cultivation or inheritance at all. ”

"Tianjiao Fengchu! This is Tianjiao Fengchu! Who would have thought that Ao Shuang would comprehend the spiritual method at such an age? It's too amazing, Jianzi's heart sword and sword mirror are not worth mentioning at all, if he is allowed to grow up, the future is immeasurable......"

......

Even Yang Tiancheng had a hint of envy in his eyes when he looked at Ao Shuang, because even as a disciple of the Danmen of the Second Rank Sect, he had always been known as Tianjiao Fengchu, and he had not comprehended the spiritual method.

And the oblique moon is exquisite, and a trace of inexplicable look flashed in her beautiful eyes, and there is always a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth: "This lucky person...... I didn't expect such a method to exist...... What a jealousy of others......"

It's no wonder that a few people were so shocked, you must know that when Ao Shuang was penetrating the desolate hand of the spirit technique, even the seventh-order spirit beast Qingjiao, and even the saint-level world-level powerhouse Demon Heaven and the saint-level peak spirit beast Demon Dragon were all amazed by their talents, not to mention these spirit master-level martial artists.

Ao Shuang didn't care about everyone's envious gazes, and said indifferently: "Since you know everything, then I won't hide it." ”

In fact, it's not that he wants to hide it, but that this kind of thing is a spiritual law, which can't be hidden at all, unless he doesn't use it again in the future, he will be discovered sooner or later, so when he killed the ice dragon in the sword, he didn't hesitate to use it.

The battle has reached now, Ao Shuang must also stalemate with the sword again, he already understands the other party's fighting style, and it is indeed a little unsuitable for him, but Ao Shuang decided to let his own fighting method dominate the battle between the two!

"Woohoo!"

The right hand shook slightly, and the handprint-shaped imprint in the palm of the palm gradually escaped a trace of pure cyan aura, rising between the proud palms and disappearing in the air.

This disappearance is not a real disappearance, but it melts into the air in a short period of time, turning into pale cyan silk threads that are difficult to see with the naked eye, converging in the direction of the sword.

At this time, the latter was calmly observing the strange movements made by Ao Shuang's right hand, and he didn't feel the pale cyan silk threads converging towards him in the sky at all, so he didn't make any defensive gestures.

Devouring with desolation, caged with mudras......

"Sneer......"

At this time, a slight sound of space shattering suddenly came from the top of the sword's head, and when he heard this sound, the latter also looked up suddenly, and then found that above his head, there was a pure cyan handprint.

The veins on the big mudra were clear, as if they contained the momentum of mountains and rivers, and a few spiritual lights flashed from time to time, especially the devouring intent that seemed to devour his own vitality and the intent of imprisoning his own cage, which made him even more shocked.

At this time, Ao Shuang's raised right hand also pressed down suddenly, and shouted: "Suppress me!"