Although the field of vision is not wide, but when the sun dissipates the fog, the place where the field of vision can be regarded as extremely far, and looking along the place of the sound, you can't see anything, there is no half a figure, obviously there is still some distance from the comer, but such a slight sound, it is just so far away, it is not weakened at all, this ability, it is really amazing!

Anyone is silent, all that needs to be done at this moment is to wait, and before this mysterious person appears, doing anything else seems a bit superfluous.

Of course, Xia Wuya is also waiting, but his waiting is somewhat helpless mixed in, since Dongfang Mingyue is already sad, it is amazing, at the moment, except for dealing with it with all his might, he really can't think of any good way.

I can't run away, I can't beat it, it's really tangled!

Dongfang Mingyue is worthy of being one of the four heroes of martial arts in the Central Plains, not to mention how profound his scheming is, but the kung fu of this hand, no one dares to underestimate it, the sword in the hands of ordinary people wants to be fast, accurate, and ruthless, and strive to defeat the opponent in the shortest time and in the most effective way, but he can, but it is completely different.

Each sword is extremely light, as if there is no power, and it is precisely for this reason that the speed of the sword body dancing seems to be a little slow, giving people the feeling that it is not like using force, but like dancing the sword, if you put on a girl with a good figure, that light posture, maybe it really makes people a little unable to take their eyes off!

Of course, such an action with Dongfang Mingyue's figure, although it looks a little weird, but I have to say that the four words of white hair and long beard, fairy wind and bones, if they are far away, they really look like they have a different flavor, just like the flowers and butterflies at this moment, looking at this scene, I can't help but think in my heart: "This is obviously desperate, but it doesn't look like it, if it is just the sword momentum of the two, it seems that Xia Wuya has the upper hand, what does this old man want to do?"

This is just her own opinion, and she knows that Xia Wuya is uncomfortable at the moment, and while her body can't help but retreat, she can't find any way to crack it, although it seems that the sword and other actions are not the same, and even one move after another, it is getting faster and faster, but in his heart, he is undoubtedly secretly complaining.

It felt like the long sword in Dongfang Mingyue's hand was not a sword at all, and if Xia Wuya's long sword was pointed there, the other party could always take a step ahead of him and put the blade horizontally in the place, and forcibly blocked his next move, so that this young man could only draw his sword and turn around, and then attack from another direction, which is why in the eyes of Hua Butterfly, he made his sword extremely fast.

The distance is far, the wider the arc, not only the spiritual power, but even his own physical strength is consumed extremely quickly, a feeling of soreness and tiredness is unusually obvious, but on the contrary, Xia Wuya can't choose to stop, as long as he is slightly restrained, the long sword in Dongfang Mingyue's hand will be handed over immediately, if the other party has the upper hand, his situation will undoubtedly be even more embarrassing.

If it's just like this, with his spiritual power, how can he hold on for a while, but I don't know how, Xia Wuya always feels that the other party's swordsmanship contains this weirdness, and between the impact of the sword blades, it gives people the feeling that it is not the kind of hard collision, but a kind of softness, just like cotton, no matter how much force he makes, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest effect, such a wonderful kung fu, Xia Wuya can be said to have never seen it, even if there is, no one can reach his level。

"Boy, it's not a good thing to be angry, don't you know that goodness is like water, humility is like valley, and letting go is the highest realm of martial arts, although the old man is not bad at martial arts, I may not be completely sure that I can defeat him, but in terms of this realm of martial arts, he is even inferior to me. When he said this, Dongfang Mingyue's tone was somewhat smug, as far as Xia Wuya's understanding of the two was concerned, although the other party's words were a little arrogant, there was nothing wrong with it, the sword intent represents the state of mind, fighting fast with slowness, and overcoming rigidity with softness, it is indeed not something that anyone can do.

But even so, if he wants to admit it, Xia Wuya is still a little reluctant, but this words or something, and there is a feeling of going against his heart when he says it, so he simply keeps silent, he is too lazy to deal with him, and ponders carefully in his heart: "Kung Fu is such a thing, and there is a difference between strength and weakness, just like the water and fire, if the water is strong, the fire will be extinguished, and if the fire is strong, the water will turn into gas, in the same way, restraining this kind of thing is just relative!"

When he thought of this, the speed of the long sword in Xia Wuya's hand was a little faster, since the other party was slow to deal with it, he could only be able to keep his speed fast enough, although doing so would make his spiritual power consume faster, but it was better than keeping it dry, that would only make him eventually exhausted, and he would definitely lose, so if he did this, he could still gamble, even if there was only a trace of vitality, there were still some chances to speak of.

Doing this, it really made Dongfang Mingyue a little unexpected, Xia Wuya's figure jumped suddenly, the sword body swayed, jumped straight towards the other party, the sword blade flashed cold, the breath was cold, Dongfang Mingyue instinctively retreated quickly, although the figure was also very fast, but it only avoided the tip of the sword, and the whole shirt was suddenly opened a huge opening, even the skin was a little damaged, and the bright red blood slowly poured out through the crack, although it was not much, it looked unusually obvious。

A sword succeeded, Xia Wuya was not in a hurry to follow, not that he didn't want to, but the previous sword had consumed more than half of his few spiritual powers, and the moment he landed, there was a sense of fainting in his brain, although it was very short, but it made his figure seem a little difficult to even stand, staggering, and forcibly peeled off this opportunity, and finally stabilized a little breath, he barely stood still, looking at the embarrassment of the other party, on that face, a little smug emerged.

It's really time to make him proud, you know, a character like Dongfang Mingyue, if you want to hurt him, it's not an easy thing, even if you look at the entire rivers and lakes, there may not be anyone who has such ability, Dao Tianfeng is only possible, and he doesn't dare to absolutely, right now, such a thing, but he has done it, how can he not be happy in his heart, and then even if he will lose, he also feels that it is worth it.

Well, this sword is indeed unprepared to attack Dongfang Mingyue, from the beginning, this old man did not intend to do his best, but had some deliberate playful gestures, you know, when this cat catches a mouse, it usually does not bite it to death directly, but will tease it, anyway, the other party cannot escape from the palm of his own hand, looking at the eagerness to win, and the eagerness to die, there will be more or less satisfaction in this heart.

But this time, it was completely different, after receiving such a sword, and then looking at Xia Wuyan's expression, Dongfang Mingyue's heart seemed to be greatly insulted, if it was just a wisp of murderous aura before, then now, this kind of breath can be described by the word Tengteng, not only the expression on that face was cold, but even the anger in that look was a kind of anger that wanted to tear the other party apart.

"Good boy, the old man has never been forced to such a field in the past twenty years, you are the first one, I will reward you today, and leave you a whole corpse!" This kind of reward makes anyone feel funny when they hear it, but at this moment, Xia Wuya really can't laugh, the other party's aura is strong to the limit he can think of, an instinctive sense of fear brews stronger in his heart, if it is not supported by his own willpower, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold the long sword in his hand.

The speed is so fast, like the wind, even a few points faster than the wind, in the blink of an eye, Dongfang Mingyue's body has already appeared in front of Xia Wuya, this young man didn't even have time to show surprise, the long sword in his hand instinctively blocked the opponent's attack, but the strong impact that followed, made his hands a little numb, and the whole body eagerly took three or two steps back, only then did he barely stand still, and basically at the same time, Dongfang Mingyue's feet made a force, and the whole person came up closely。

This ability is shocking, although Xia Wuya knows that the kung fu of the four heroes is quite good, and he will definitely not be their opponent, but it is nothing more than speculation, he has never really faced it, sometimes he is conceited, and even feels that after following Dao Tianfeng for so many years, his ability has learned six or seven percent, but now it seems that he is too arrogant, if he really tries his best to fight in World War II, maybe just like just now, the victory and defeat have been divided between one move, the subtlety of the moves, the level of spiritual power, and even the hands-on experience, are too far apart from each other, even if it is not an exaggeration to say that the difference between cloud and mud is not exaggerated。

"It's over, boy!" The sword pointed horizontally, the sword came straight towards Xia Wuya's figure, when he was weak, this young man couldn't make an effective defensive move no matter what, and the other party definitely didn't have the possibility of stopping, when the sword blade pierced the throat, it was a mortal situation, even if it was a Daluo Immortal, there was absolutely no room to turn around, when he thought of this, Xia Wuya instinctively chose to give up, and while closing his eyes, he muttered softly in his mouth: "Old man, Wuya is sorry for you!"

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