What is practiced is no longer an ordinary sword move, but a sense of sword intent.

However, some people have unparalleled understanding, and they can peek into the sword intent just by practicing the sword. Even if some people practice swordsmanship and regurgitate thousands of times, they still can't find the deep meaning contained in the sword.

Lin Mochen's strange appearance was naturally seen by Xia Wei.

Actually, I practice swords!

The red light in Xia Wei's eyes was even worse, like two burning red lanterns, oozing some strangeness.

"Bloody Tactics!"

As soon as he opened his mouth to spit out, red smoke was spat out by him, filling all over him.

Well?

Lin Mochen's consciousness immersed in swordsmanship suddenly froze, but it was his sword that fell into the blood-red gas.

Instinctively, he exited 100 meters at a speed that he was not good at.

"What's this red gas, so weird!"

Liuyun's sword technique can break through, not only from his proficiency in swordsmanship, but more importantly, his absolute control of swordsmanship.

The telekinesis was affected, and naturally there was no way to continue to comprehend the sword intent.

"It's the young master's bloody warfare, and it seems that the murderer is about to be captured. ”

"The young master's combat power is unparalleled, and the bloody battle method can restrain the enemy. Now Ziheng's revenge can be avenged!"

Looking at the pervasive red mist, Lin Mochen lifted his heavy sword and didn't dare to make a move.

"This red mist can restrain the opponent, and I think it includes telekinesis, and the sluggishness just now is its effect. ”

Cautiously departing a telepathic force to probe into the red mist, the situation that could have been observed in detail did not appear, but a boundless red, and there was a faint sense of corrosion.

If you stay in this red mist for a long time, you will definitely ......

The originally stagnant red mist spread out again, quickly enveloping Lin Mochen inside.

Not good!

Just as he struggled to break free again, there was no obvious discomfort coming from his body.

Lifting up and jumping, straight up to a hundred feet, the red mist is still in front of you. Even if the telekinesis is extended, it is still blood-red.

It's a bit like the domain warfare of the previous life.

The falling figure slid directly in the direction behind him, until it was miles away.

Such a powerful field!

For a while, Lin Mochen couldn't tell whether Xia Ji's means were superb or just fantasy.

"Whirlwind swordsmanship. ”

Small whirlpools appeared on the heavy sword, stirring up the red mist in the sky.

In a few moments, the small vortex became a blood-colored tornado a hundred feet high, and it continued to expand.

The silver light in the blood mist became more and more urgent, and it actually turned Lin Mochen's surroundings into a vacuum, full of silver light.

"Dying and struggling!" Xia Ji's disdainful voice pierced through the red mist.

That direction.

Without the slightest disguise, Lin Mochen locked the direction at once, and a blood-colored tornado swept directly out hundreds of meters.

Everywhere it passed, the red mist was agitated, gathering or scattering, and the power on it was getting stronger and stronger, and it had surpassed the ordinary middle-grade immortal-level swordsmanship.

Just as it was about to cross another level, a thin finger reached out from the side and grabbed the tornado, which was already extremely fast.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the blood-colored tornado turned into a wisp of red mist and merged into the entire world of red mist.

In front of me, it was still a red patch, and it did not darken.

With a single draw of the heavy sword in his hand, three blood-colored tornadoes encircled him inside, and the remaining six tornadoes rotated on the periphery, acting as guardians.

The previous plan to use the Whirlwind Sword Technique to break the so-called Blood Shadow Battle Method has failed.

The low-grade swordsmanship has been practiced to this realm, and it is no less than the ordinary middle-grade swordsmanship.

If Lin Mochen can comprehend the artistic conception of the wind in the swordsmanship, the whirlwind swordsmanship will naturally be able to get closer.

It's just that he is still in the rudimentary form of sword intent, and this method of using sword intent to feed back the sword technique naturally can't be done.

"Guarding the mountain and swordsmanship. ”

The heavy sword turned from attack to defense, and a gray sword stream enveloped Lin Mochen, as if turning into a mountain peak.

This is the only set of pure guardian swordsmanship that Mu Lao gave to Lin Mochen, and it has no attack power. If there is one, it is the rebound that comes with swordsmanship.

It is mentioned in the introduction that the sword technique of guarding the mountain contains the artistic conception of the mountains, but it is extremely weak.

If you can comprehend it, the Shoushan Sword Technique will be able to jump directly from the top-level middle-grade immortal-level sword technique to the top-level immortal method.

This set of swordsmanship is also the last set of middle-grade immortal-level swordsmanship that Lin Mochen practiced.

"Do you think this will be able to stop my bloody warfare?"

Xia Wei was full of disdain, opened his mouth and inhaled, puffed out his cheeks, and then moved his neck, and the powerful air flow was directly sprayed out by him.

The originally calm blood-colored red mist vibrated as if it were boiling.

Smack......

After a few sounds, all the whirlwind sword techniques that Lin Mochen had painstakingly displayed were shattered, and even the sword technique of guarding the mountain was almost shattered in a flash.

I wanted to replace the credit with keeping, but I didn't expect the idea to be shattered.

The Bloody Shadow Tactic is not only about creating the environment, but also about being able to have combat power.

Since the swordsmanship is ineffective, then try other means.

As soon as the heavy sword in his hand lit up, endless power burst out, and the power of the sword technique of guarding the mountain was split and scattered in all directions.

The field of vision, which was originally less than three zhang, was restored to ten zhang at this moment.

What can Shizhang do?

Even if Lin Mochen simply swung his sword now, he could arrive in an instant.

Without waiting for the blood mist to gather again, a blood ball appeared on his left hand and rushed into the blood mist.

Useful!

Although it was slight, Lin Mochen still felt it all of a sudden, and there was a trace of blood-colored power in his fist.

Is this blood mist blood?

The poisonous blood qi can influence and corrode the power of consciousness, but it is not so pure and easy to control.

The power of the mind?

Uncanny!

After a little determination in his heart, the strength in his hand was further improved.

"Blood Refining True Body!"

A powerful suction force suddenly appeared in Lin Mochen's hand, sucking at the blood mist that he didn't know how wide it was.

Xia Wei, who was arranging his means in the blood mist, stopped, his two eyes staring straight in a certain direction.

"What kind of means is this, it can actually crack the bloody battle method. ”

Behind Xia Wei is the entire Wushan. Although the strength is not strong, the strength found is the blood of the master of the Xuanzhu Realm who has stepped into the Law Realm. Although there is no power of the law in it, the purity of the essence is not comparable to that of the Zombie Realm.

If it erupts, even the ordinary Xuan Zombie Realm will be helpless.

Glancing at his own means, Xia Wei turned around and walked towards Lin Mochen without hesitation.

Although the Blood Shadow Combat Method is not all of his combat power, it is a means for him to fight rampantly. Once it is revealed, his secret identity may not be able to be kept.

Whether it's to go further or save the present, "He must die!"

The red light in Xia Wei's eyes flickered, and there was an eerie murderous aura in it.

"Red Bound Hands. ”

Crimson ropes flew out.

"Red Plague Palm. ”

Xia Wei's right hand was red and black.

"Candle day in the sea of blood. ”

Black flames appeared in his palms, and the countless blood mist in his path turned into fuel, adding a touch of power.

Here it comes!

Lin Mochen's eyes flashed.