Chapter 89: A Thousand Miles Drive the Ocean of Blood
The sword looked rather weird.
The internal force is poured into the sword body, taking advantage of the extremely sharp sword moves, like thousands of filaments at the same time, shooting straight to all parts of the opponent's body, as if countless hidden weapons are used at the same time, the power is very amazing, and it should not be underestimated.
When the two sides are fighting, if they don't check for a while, they will unfortunately be hit, which can really be said to be a precautionary measure.
Although this trick seems to be very strong, it is not.
It's just a façade, and it's not as powerful as it seems.
Just imagine, if a master with superior internal strength uses all his strength to send out a palm, and the power of this palm is broken down into countless daos, then no matter how strong these countless dao qi is, it will not be as powerful as this palm technique from beginning to end.
At this moment, the sword that Murong Yu used was so ordinary.
Seeing that this move was not trivial, Chen Yi hurriedly returned the sword to save himself, and danced the long sword in his hand to protect all parts of his body, and the rich true qi was transported at the first time.
Just as he had just completed this series of actions, Murong Yu's sword also followed.
The blades intersected, the clanging sound was endless, and the sparks were fleeting.
There were countless exclamations and screams under the ring.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the scene, and their eyes widened even more, staring closely at the two people in the ring.
Fortunately, Chen Yi reacted quickly and acted in a timely manner.
If he was half a point slower, Murong Yu's move would fall on him, making countless holes in his body.
Chen Yi couldn't help but secretly rejoice and rejoice in his heart.
Although, his defense is very tight.
Murong Yu's sword qi still pierced his defenses, leaving several scars on his body.
Fortunately, his internal strength is very deep, and he also has some roots. Otherwise, Murong Yu's sword would not have been as simple as leaving these wounds on his body.
The pain of the sword qi entering his body alone was enough for him to bear.
These wounds were not deep, but they also pierced him and bled profusely.
However, he didn't have time to deal with his injuries.
It's not that he doesn't want to deal with it, it's that Murong Yu doesn't give him this opportunity at all.
Chen Yi just dodged the sword, and before he had time to stop and catch his breath.
Murong Yu's sword once again caught up.
The sharp and unparalleled sword qi had no intention of stopping, as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning.
Mixed with a more violent and dense sword qi, it shuttled unscrupulously in the air, continued to move forward, and stabbed straight towards Chen Yi.
The momentum is amazing, it is simply unavoidable, unavoidable.
Once this sword hits, even if it doesn't die, it is half crippled.
Chen Yi didn't have time to think about how to avoid this sword, Murong Yu's sword had arrived.
He hurriedly swung his sword and changed his sword moves to meet him, and he seemed to be in a hurry.
The sword blade passed by, and the situation was even more urgent, and fear occupied his entire mind in a moment, and the situation was very unfavorable to him at the moment.
The situation can be described as very serious and urgent.
He knew that he had to leave as soon as possible, the range of this sword's attack, otherwise he would only be left with a dead end.
He had absolutely no absolute confidence that he would be able to avoid this sword.
He just wanted to avoid its edge for the time being, and then find a better time to make a move, and even carried the stunt of stepping on the snow without a trace on his feet, desperately retreating backwards.
Murong Yu didn't care about his thoughts at this time, he just used his sword move on his own, his feet towards the ground a little, and he leaped up with his strength, flying towards Chen Yi like a big bird.
Seeing that there is no way to avoid, there is no way to hide. You can only see the real chapter under your hands.
Chen Yi held the long sword in his hand tightly, took a sharp breath of true qi, and immediately poured all the internal force in the dantian for decades into the sword body, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly in an instant due to the overwhelming internal force, and let out a wail, stabbing towards Murong Yu, who had not yet fallen.
The sword qi suddenly rose, the killing intent was even better, the true qi on the sword was shocking, and the fierce and abnormal sword greeting was even more daring to despise.
This sword is several times stronger than before, and it looks like a mountain rain is about to come.
This sword is an extremely powerful sword.
It is even more Chen Yi who wants to be ashamed, and the sword he struggles to use, how can it be simple.
Murong Yu did not retreat in the face of this extremely powerful sword move, nor did he deliberately avoid this sword.
It's not that this sword isn't strong enough to have no effect or damage on him at all.
It's because he has to choose to move on.
He made his choice very calmly.
The way he chose was also the most straightforward.
No matter how many difficulties and dangers lie ahead, no matter how many obstacles there are on the road ahead, it is not enough to wear down his confidence.
He just wanted to keep going.
But there was no hesitation in his hand, waving the sword move in his hand, desperately stabbing towards Chen Yi.
This is completely a way of playing with 3,000 injuries to the enemy and 108 self-losses.
Ren is all the people couldn't think of it, and they couldn't understand why Murong Yu, who obviously had the upper hand, would choose to deal with it in such an extreme way.
Rather than choosing to stay out of the edge and then wait for an opportunity.
It was a surprise to all.
This kind of behavior is as immeasurable as the mantis arm as a car, and it is tantamount to sending him to death.
At this moment, everyone thought that Murong Yu was about to be beheaded by Chen Yi's sword, and they held their breath and stared, wanting to see how Murong Yu should deal with it, and how to deal with the next situation.
The situation can be described as dangerous and abnormal, and it is coming in the blink of an eye.
It was too late to say that it was too fast, just when the two swords met.
Murong Yu's figure took advantage of this sword momentum to turn over in the air, and then stepped back, easily dodging the oncoming sword blade.
The astonishing blade was mixed with the fierce sword qi, which was drawn from his waist, and the end was extremely dangerous, which made people feel creepy.
This sword pierced Murong Yu's clothes even more.
Judging from the momentum alone, this sword is enough to make people feel frightened, and this kind of fierce swordsmanship is even more amazing and admirable.
Seeing that this blow did not work, Chen Yi ignored his injuries, roared wildly, rubbed his body again, and changed the long sword in his hand again, leaving no room for slashing towards Murong Yu.
The long sword accompanied by the power of the roar, mixed with the sound of breaking the sky, attacked violently, and the entire space seemed to be stabbed by this sword and became a little distorted.
The sword was swept by cold and fierce winds, and thousands of miles drove the ocean of blood.
This sword is extremely strong.
The fierce and unparalleled sword aura swept out, and everyone watching outside the ring could feel the power of this sword from afar, how powerful it was.
It is also a fatal sword.
As long as one is overwhelmed, it will fall to the point of no return.
Once hit, there is no life.
At this moment, Tang Lan, who was sitting in the private room upstairs, couldn't sit down anymore when he saw this sword coming.
He was very annoyed in his heart, and even secretly complained to himself, he really shouldn't have agreed, and let Murong Yu put himself in danger.