Airplanes~

The iron rod slashed at Mo Yu from top to bottom with a burst of wind-breaking sound.

This time, Mo Yu reined in his own strength, pointed out with a sword, and learned from the other party's previous appearance, and pulled the iron rod to his side.

"Huh?"

The blow missed, and the big man frowned slightly, and he vaguely felt that the opponent's sword was far more exquisite than what he had shown before.

With a twist of the waist, the iron rod turned into a pick, and went straight to the opponent's chest.

But the next moment, the stick was in vain! Not only that, but when the opponent also pushed the iron rod higher with his upper pick, the long sword was close to the iron rod, and slashed down the stick towards his hands holding the stick.

Qiang~

The harsh sound of metal rubbing sounded in the field, but the sound that fell on the big man's ears made him look extremely anxious.

I thought that the other party was just a showman, and he was so close to him in order to quickly take the other party down.

But unexpectedly, the other party broke his own moves one after another, which made the big man, who could not fully play the advantages of the long stick, fall behind in vain at this moment.

"No, we have to keep our distance!"

After two moves, the situation on the field suddenly made Dahan vigilant.

The young man in front of him is really a bit evil, this kind of combat experience should not be weak, but the other party obviously hasn't even mastered the sword qi, which makes him a little confused.

It stands to reason that a sword cultivator can have such actual combat experience, there should be a lot of battles large and small, and his sword qi should have been sharpened a long time ago.

And this person only knows how to fight, but not to cultivate sword intent, this kind of way he has never seen before.

Sensing the other party's intentions, Mo Yu smiled slightly, he didn't stop it, and let the other party withdraw.

The long sword in his hand slowed down, and a gap appeared in vain!

"Huh?"

Seeing that the other party had a flaw, Dahan was overjoyed! As long as he let him distance himself, avoid the disadvantage of the long stick being close to him, and rely on his own stick skills to suppress the other party!

I saw that the long stick in the big man's hand touched the bottom, and he turned over and crossed to Mo Yu three steps away, his body did not fall, and the big man did not turn back, and the long stick went behind him.

clang

As soon as the tip of the sword touched the iron rod, the other party's figure had already landed, and after turning around, the stick body was retracted, and the point turned into a sweep and a piece of stick shadow roared towards Mo Yu.

This series of attacks, seven points real, three points false, each shot has spare strength, in order to rely on the stick length, so that the opponent is tired of counterattacking, and the opponent will definitely suffer one or two sticks after a long time.

Facing the stick shadow in front of him, Mo Yu's eyes lit up, and he was interested in the attack of the big man.

"Good!"

Zhong Yi on the side couldn't help but cheer beside him, he was not a cultivator, so naturally he couldn't understand the situation of the two fighting.

In his eyes, he only saw that the two of them were separated by a distance, Mo Yu passively blocked the attack of his bodyguard's stick, and with the length of the long sword in Mo Yu's hand, he couldn't fight back, and he must have been pressed and beaten by them!

Wang Yao, who was holding the pipa, couldn't help but roll his eyes when he listened to his cheers.

Although she can't do it, her eyesight is still there.

For the opponent's attack, this Mo Yu has been easy to deal with from beginning to end, obviously leaving room for strength.

I just don't know why Mo Yu is so boring and doesn't solve the other party at once. Now it looks as if he wants the other party to feed him?

Bell bell bell ~

A burst of weapons rang out, but the big man with an iron rod became more and more frightened.

No matter how your long stick changes, that long sword can defuse your attacks one by one.

And as time goes by, the other party becomes more and more handy.

The force coming from the long sword is getting lighter and lighter, and the way to dissolve the iron rod is getting more and more casual!

"He's asking me to be a sparring partner!" A thought suddenly exploded in Dahan's mind, and then Dahan's face turned from white to red, and a wave of anger rushed to his head.

Before I settled down here, I was also a person who had been traveling from south to north for so many years.

I don't have a master to teach, I don't have a family background to support, I rely on myself and the long stick in my hand, and I become a congenital strong person step by step!

When he was young, he was even more proud of his grassroots birth and this achievement!

Yes, Dahan was also a proud person in the past, which teenager didn't have dreams! Which chivalrous man didn't have blood!

As soon as the iron rod in his hand tightened, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, the diameter of the big man became more and more into the air.

On the pitch-black iron rod, wisps of cyan energy loomed, and at this moment, the big man raised his breath to the peak, and the whole person brought a sound of breaking wind, and smashed it down at Mo Yu with a stick.

This stick doesn't have the previous skills, nor the previous moves, but just the pride in the heart of the big man!

Mo Yu stood in place, his body did not move, and he looked up at the figure in mid-air, but he saw that beside the figure of the Dao, there were dozens of stick shadows looming in vain!

Feeling the faint sharp sound that tore through the air, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the essence in his eyes was victorious!

This is a completely different momentum from before, and at this moment, Mo Yu vaguely saw the special system of physical training. This is a completely different avenue presentation from Xia Guo!

Mo Yu became more and more intoxicated by the shadow of the stick falling from the sky, his fingers tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

The first time he practiced his body, the first time he practiced swords, and the first time he cultivated, all kinds of memories instantly surged in his mind.

Zheng~

An unknown stream of qi poured out along the meridians all over the body like a river flowing into the sea.

A white light lit up, and Mo Yu drew his sword and stabbed it into the sky.

This sword, Mo Yu only moved with his heart, and expressed his chest directly!

At the moment when the sword light lit up, the wrinkles at the corners of the big man's eyes wrinkled even tighter.

He felt the change in the other party's sword, but so what!

When Wang Yao's mouth opened slightly, the sky was green and the ground was white, and the two collided together!

Qiang~

Zhong Yi raised his hands and covered his ears tightly, and the sound of weapons staggering at this moment was really piercing.

He only felt a numb eardrum, and he became temporarily deaf.

Bell ~ The big man fell from the sky, and the long iron rod made a crisp sound on the ground, and the iron rod stood upright like the waist board of the big man.

On the other side, Mo Yu's right hand with the sword still down, his eyes closed, as if he was still reminiscing about the sword he stabbed.

"Ahem"

Dahan's chest suddenly broke the steady rhythm of his breathing, and he began to cough lightly.

Immediately after, a trace of bright red blood slid out of the corner of his mouth, splashing two delicate blood flowers on the ground.

But the big man's chest was still straight, like an iron rod in his hand, and he never bent in the slightest.

"I'm defeated......"

The big man turned around with difficulty, looking at the young man standing with a sword in front of him with a full of complexity.

If he said that he didn't understand swords, the sword just now was a sword that the other party made him see that a sword cultivator should have.

Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes, those eyes were brighter than before, he nodded lightly, and then walked to Wang Yao's side and said, "Let's go!"

Now he is full of joy, but he has long forgotten the previous warmth.