Jin Yijian let out a light roar, and the heavy sword didn't let it go, and actually wrapped around Jin Yijian like a snake.

Ah Da's eyes were a little more worried, and a more powerful metallic power poured out of his body, which was injected into Jin Yi's sword.

The Jin Yi sword, which was supported, was sharp, like a heavy sword that was about to be torn apart.

"It's not that easy to break free!"

Lin Mochen's heavy sword, the biggest advantage found so far is that it is indestructible.

Both hands slapped falsely, and two lines of blood qi fell on the heavy sword body wrapped around Jin Yi's sword.

The heavy sword that was released from his hand had been controlled by the power of Lin Mochen's consciousness. As the power of consciousness has become stronger, he has been able to manipulate items, which may not be enough in strength, but his toughness exceeds his control of blood qi.

However, the heavy sword is not a soft sword after all, and it can't be very flexible, and after two confrontations, Jin Yijian broke free.

The Jin Yi sword in Ah Da's hand sent out a series of sword rays and landed on the heavy sword, scattering the blood qi one by one.

Just after the last trace of blood qi dissipated, the heavy sword returned to Lin Mochen's hand.

With this moment of effort, Ah Da examined the sword in his hand, and a depression was left in the third of the sword.

Lin Mochen naturally saw his movements, the heavy sword in his hand tightened, and he approached with the sword again.

Ah Da casually swung out two sword rays and shouted again: "Thunder Slow Sword." ”

"This move, with the fast control of the sword, with the sword to hide the power, is one of the last seven swords in the fast seven slow eight pole swords, close to the potential move. Ah Er is extremely familiar with Ah Da's moves, "The best way is to avoid this sword." ”

Avoid?

Lin Mochen's footwork is steady, and the heavy sword in his hand is powerful.

What is the top speed of the sword?

It's a gentle pick.

The heavy sword that hid a thousand great forces did not break out, but just gently picked the edge of Jin Yijian's edge, and then let the power of the fan fall on Lin Mochen's body.

The move that had been processed lost its edge, but its strength did not decrease, and it fell heavily on Lin Mochen's left arm.

With the pain coming from his arm, the Divine Power Acupoint had been waiting for a long time, and the power that could have broken the golden stone was eaten up, and it didn't bring too much damage to Lin Mochen.

Ah Da was stunned by this sudden scene. Even if he didn't have the edge of Jin Yi's sword, his sword was not so easy to block.

"Damn, it really hurts!" Lin Mochen shook his hand and called the two who had lost their minds back.

"Ah Da's subordinates have mercy. Ah Er could only find such an explanation.

Ah Da didn't make a sound, the strength in his hand was a little greater, and he used the Thunder Slow Sword Sword move again. But this time, it's not the blade, it's the blade.

"Did he guess?"

As a Lang Jun of a small city, Lin Mochen naturally would not use the same move to respond to the enemy again.

Unleashed a cloud sword, and then channeled the power of Jin Yi's sword to his back, and at the same time unloaded ninety percent of his power onto the sword.

"Ah Da, this move is a lot more powerful. Lin Mochen was the first to shout, trying to dispel Ah Da's suspicions.

"Ah Da, don't show mercy to your subordinates anymore, you forgot Ah San. This kid is cunning, beware of falling into his trap. Lin Mochen's words confirmed Ah Er's guess and made him a little anxious.

Tumu Yao on the side closed his eyes lightly, hiding his endless disappointment.

After reminding him that he was lacking, Ah Er still cared about winning or losing, rather than finding his own problems.

Mercy on his subordinates? Ah Da's doubts in his heart dissipated a lot, but there was a bitter smile in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart: I used ninety percent of my strength just now.

"Thunder Sword!" A similar sword move was used by Ah Da.

Lin Mochen could only hurriedly block the heavy sword in front of him and take this attack hard.

The tip of Jin Yijian's sword appeared directly on the heavy sword.

Just as the heavy sword received eighty percent of its power, Jin Yijian suddenly slid towards Lin Mochen's right hand.

Changed tactics!

Lin Mochen's left hand turned into a phantom and pushed the heavy sword.

swept the Jin Yi sword that was still moving upwards.

It's a pity that it's still too late, Jin Yijian's sword still fell on Lin Mochen, and the clothes on his right shoulder broke, leaving a scratch of about four inches.

Looking down at the shoulder that was oozing blood, Lin Mochen knew that he was careless again.

Ever since he found out that Ah Da was helpful for his physical growth, he began to be a little unscrupulous.

"Great!" Ah Er felt a sigh of relief in his chest.

"Ah Er, you don't have to continue watching the battle, take Ah San back to the secret room, which can help him recover quickly. ”

Although Ah Da gave Ah San a degree of qi, but because of the preparation for the next battle, coupled with the difference in the exercises between the two, Ah San did not recover much, and was still in a coma.

"Tumu Yao, I want to see him defeated, and I don't want him to become my demon. Ah Er begged.

Tumu Yao sneered, and said sarcastically: "Do you think this will become your inner demon? Ah Er, if this is the case, not only are you not as qualified as Ah San, but you also lose to him mentally." Our Wu clan fights the heavens and the earth and fights all the races, relying on ourselves and not others. Now you are just a waste person in the skin of the Wu clan, and you are not worthy of being a Wu clan person at all. ”

"Didn't my inner demon be placed in Lin Mochen's hands and shake my confidence?" Ah Er muttered, "As long as I see him in Ah Da's hands, if I defeat Ah Da again, won't the inner demon be solved?"

"Have you beaten Ah Da?" Tumu Yao paused, and then asked, "What is the inner demon?"

"Ah Da...... Demon ...... Lin Mochen ......"

"Lin Mochen, I don't know your exercises, but if you are going to perfunctory me like this, the next sword will not be your shoulder, but your Yuanyang. ”

That's right, Ah Da has already shown mercy to his subordinates, without the slightest killing intent.

If there was murderous intent, we would not have stalemate until now.

Lin Mochen didn't speak, the blood and qi on his right shoulder surged, covering up the effect of the vitality of the lower connections, and then put on a starting pose.

It's not that he doesn't want to come up with more powerful moves, in addition to the basic sword style, there is only one set of nine heavens and eighteen strikes left that can't be used.

"Inch Step"!

"Force"!

"Basic Sword Style"!

Real Wing!

The four exercises were used by him to the extreme, and the heavy sword became heavy and abnormal under the blessing of the divine power acupoint, and each style had endless momentum.

The Jin Yi sword in Ah Da's hand was picked or teased, and the momentum of the heavy sword was swept away one by one.

Under Lin Mochen's continuous offensive, the two exchanged nearly 100 moves in the blink of an eye.

"It's too weak!" A glimmer of fire appeared in Ah Da's eyes, "The mystery of fast!"

Before Lin Mochen could react, a cold sword light pointed at his head.

Even at the fastest speed, the left side of his face was left with a generation of wounds.

Before he could seep blood, Ah Da's Jin Yijian cut horizontally again. This time, the target is his Yuanyang Kui.