Ordinary people actually have very few opportunities to see real cultivators, so their perception of cultivators is also very limited, and they feel that being able to ride the wind and the imperial weapon is a symbol of the cultivator, but in fact, this is not the case.

Aynis had crossed paths with the Jindan Realm's Little Dao Venerable when she was a child, so when Long Sheng said that Meng Juntong was not a cultivator, she also realized this.

Not to mention whether Meng Juntong is really a cultivator, after all, this woman is a mystery to them now, just like she has the martial arts attainments of a little grandmaster, she may also be a cultivator of immortals, even if this is true, now Agnis will not be shocked.

But what Agnis can be sure of is that the means that Meng Juntong is using now are definitely not the methods of cultivators, not to mention that other cultivators' imperial weapons will definitely not take the weapons back into their hands after every exchange.

And now Meng Juntong's attack, it seems that every time the imperial weapon flies out and attacks the position she designates, it is actually just a technique for controlling the strength and trajectory.

The angle and strength of each of her swords are very accurately planned, and even the action of counterattacking her opponent and the effect of counterattack should be very clear.

What position her sword would return to after the strength of both sides was worn off, she only needed to calculate the moment the exchange was generated, and then stood there in advance and waited.

This seemingly incomparably mysterious scene is still essentially a martial arts technique. It simply can't reach the level of the technique that practitioners say.

In the Central Plains, there is a stunt that spreads the sword from the hand, every time the sword is out of the hand, the sword flies out of the hand, and it can be used freely within the range of five steps of the body, just like the mystery of the immortal imperial weapon, which is actually the category of martial arts.

In this way, Meng Juntong's strength will not be much lighter than that of holding a sword battle, and even every time he attacks, he must condense ten percent of his true qi internal strength before he can send it out, and then take the blow of the Danger Wuji's halberd.

In this way, it took dozens of rounds of back and forth.

From beginning to end, Wei Wuji has the absolute upper hand, Meng Juntong has been hit several times before and after, and there are both internal and external injuries at the moment.

Of course, it is impossible for Wei Wuji to be unscathed, after being stripped of flesh from his shoulder, he was hit by two swords in his chest and legs.

Meng Juntong's internal injuries were slightly more serious, and he was gradually unable to suppress the injuries.

In the previous few confrontations, blood was spilling out of Meng Juntong's mouth.

Of course, Wei Wuji will not feel pity when he sees this, and then give birth to mercy.

The more he fought with the girl in front of him, the more he knew the decisiveness of the other party's hands, and if he was a little slower, it was likely that in a snap of his fingers, there would be sword light wiping his throat.

Even if it is a little grandmaster master, after all, he has not become a vajra and is not bad, and if he is cut throat and throated, he will definitely die.

On the other hand, Wei Wuji found that during the war, cracks had begun to gradually appear on the sword in Meng Juntong's hand.

This is a sign that a weapon is about to be damaged, but Meng Juntong seems to have a grudge against this superb sword, and he wants to destroy this sword with his own hand.

Outsiders couldn't see anything, and Wei Wuji clearly felt that Meng Juntong didn't bless this sword with any true qi and internal strength, and purely used his own material to eat the strength of Wei Wuji's attack.

He had a faint bad feeling in his heart, he felt that maybe this weapon was destroyed, but it would become a huge hidden danger for himself, what this hidden danger was, he couldn't tell clearly, in short, this feeling was very clear.

If he had the opportunity, he would control his offensive, but now Wei Wuji has been fighting wildly all the way, and his offensive has been like a river bursting its embankment, and it is unstoppable.

Even if he wants to stop, he can't do it, the halberd in his hand must stop wielding it after defeating the other party, this is the absolute fusion of battle intent and momentum, and this is also an important realization process to promote Wei Wuji from the little grandmaster to a higher realm in the future.

Since he couldn't stop Wei Wuji, he didn't think about it anymore, and continued to let go of the attack, he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

What Meng Juntong is doing now is completely feeding him.

Wei Wuji decided that no matter whether he won or lost this battle, he would not embarrass this girl and apprentice again.

In this battle, he inherited the feelings of a woman's companionship, and personally cast the foundation stone for him to climb the platform again, and this alone is enough for him to remember his kindness.

Meng Juntong looked at the dense cracks on Linglan's sword, but his heart gradually relaxed.

She was waiting for the opportunity to appear, an opportunity that would help her break all the seals of the Linglan Sword in one fell swoop.

Anice, who was watching the battle below, noticed the condition of the Linglan Sword, and immediately shouted urgently: "No! that's my Linglan Sword! You can't destroy it!"

Agnis spoke, and of course Danger Wuji heard.

He wasn't surprised that Anice's sword appeared in Meng Juntong's hand, in fact, just like his previous conversation with Anice, he had already speculated about many things.

"I don't think you're just venting your anger. "Wei Wuji and Meng Juntong are fighting each other again, and the two sides retreat and face each other from afar.

The two seemed to have made an appointment, and they didn't launch another attack, but gave each other a chance to ventilate.

Warriors fight, relying on the spirit of one breath, the battle does not stop.

A strong warrior can travel 800 miles away with one breath.

The Little Grandmaster is considered to be this kind of master, and their combat durability is extremely long, but that doesn't mean they don't need to ventilate.

Meng Juntong took a fresh breath and said to Wei Wuji: "Your momentum and state are already at the peak, and if you continue to fight like this, there is no point, let's have a good time." ”

Of course, Wei Wuji understands that he can grind Meng Juntong to death by grinding.

Although Meng Juntong is also a little grandmaster, her realm has obviously just broken through not long ago, and her martial arts manipulation of the little grandmaster is far less than that of Wei Wuji.

However, what Meng Juntong said is not wrong, the foreshadowing of the realm of Wei Wuji has almost been completed, and if he continues to fight like this, he will suppress Wei Wuji's determination, which is a thing that is not worth losing.

"Okay, tell me how to do it. ”

Meng Juntong pointed to the Linglan Sword in his hand: "Let's make three more moves and use our strongest moves." ”

Wei Wuji was slightly stunned at first, they really didn't use any powerful moves in their previous battles, everything was just the most simple battle.

"Your weapon doesn't seem to be able to support any of your powerful moves. Wei Wuji reminded.

Meng Juntong shrugged: "This is not something you have to consider, if you can defeat me in three moves, I still have my disciples, and I can be willing to be the prey of your dream hunting team." Let you carry it to your master and receive your reward. ”