I saw that he slapped dozens of ice arrows into a splash of ice slag in the sky, his eyes were sharp, the middle finger of his right index finger was pointed together, and the huge black sword quickly shrank to three feet, and then circled in place, aimed at Ji Nineteen's position, and flew away with a 'boom'. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly launched the first attack, and in the blink of an eye, the three-foot black mangs brought up a long series of dark phantoms and appeared nineteen or five feet away.

As early as when the other party spoke, Ji Nineteen had already started to defend, and he urged the mana to make the steel sword swell to a little longer than his own height, and the width was just enough to block his body. It's not that it can't be made bigger, so that although the defense area is wider, the mana consumed is greater.

Whether it is offensive or defensive, if you can use mana most appropriately, you will not use a little more mana to pursue the dazzling and fancy momentum, which is the principle that Ji Nineteen adheres to, standard pragmatism.

With a 'ding' sound, a huge force came from the stainless steel sword, and this sword was only a slight swing, and it stabilized under Ji Shijiu's continuous mana support.

Before Ji Shijiu could breathe a sigh of relief, after a few breaths, another 'ding' sound came, and the huge force struck again.

It turned out that Na Shu did not leave or command the Wufu Sword to attack from the side, and without making a contribution with one blow, he directly withdrew a few feet and stabbed to the same position again.

It seems that the dignified style of play shows that the magic weapon I use is better than yours, but I don't like to do any tricks to attack the side or even behind me. I'll use the magic weapon to attack you repeatedly at the same point and see how long you can hold on.

This is the crushing of strength, if you want to win the dignity, you actually rely on the benefits of magic weapons and deeper mana than the other party.

In an instant, the sound of 'ding ding' sounded continuously, and Shu Buli had already manipulated the Wufu Sword to attack Ji Nineteen's steel sword straight up like a wall at the same point as many as seven or eight times.

At first, Ji Nineteen was still distracted by the defense on both sides, afraid that the other party would manipulate the flying sword to bypass the sword in front of him and attack both sides.

After being attacked seven or eight times at the same point, Ji Nineteen also tasted some flavors, of course he would not be willing to be beaten passively like this all the time. The two hands trembled, and several stacks of two-color talismans shot out one after another, and the heavenly maiden scattered flowers to each other.

At this time, the stainless steel sword lost Ji Nineteen's continuous mana infusion, and it shook more and more violently, as if the next blow would break through the defense.

In this way, Shu Buli saw hope, stood in place and quickly controlled the sword attack without delusion, and even sped up the rhythm a little.

Hundreds of low-level spells attacked, and he also turned a blind eye, preparing to use a three-layer shield to hard-top.

After Ji Nineteen made a few talismans, he raised his mana violently and accelerated the infusion into the sword, stabilizing the shaking sword body. He didn't dare to withdraw the defense of this sword, that innocent sword was obviously a high-grade flying sword, and under the command of the other party, it should be more powerful than the attack of the second-grade Closed Moon Sword directly in his hand. Maybe you can break through the two layers of defense in one fell swoop.

He blessed the mana with one hand to stabilize the sword body, and with the other hand, he quickly sealed continuously, and the hundreds of sparks and freezing points that were scattered came to the middle of the way, and suddenly one by one small fireballs turned from one to two, two to four, and those ice arrows followed suit, one into two, and two into four.

This is a small trick that Ji Nineteen recently learned from the classics of the Library Pavilion, although it did not enhance the power of the two spells, but it was better than a large number, so that the other party could not avoid it.

Sure enough, Shu Bu's eyes were cold, and the hundreds of spell highlights quadrupled in an instant, and he subconsciously wanted to move and dodge. But the next moment, I found that these spells were overwhelming, locking the left and right sides in front of me, and only by retreating backwards could we temporarily dodge.

He cherishes the face of the person so much, where will he make such a choice, retreat before the attack has a clear advantage, how can he not accept it, isn't that a show of weakness to the other party?

He gritted his teeth, and his left hand stretched out against the outermost layer of shield, and a wave of mana poured out, reinforcing his defenses. Not only can you not retreat, but you must also try to protect the outermost shield.

Under the continuous replenishment of mana, the outer light mask 'buzzed', and the light blue color also deepened a lot in an instant, appearing a little thicker.

'Bang bang.... Thousands of low-level spells swarmed in, like a swarm of glowing fish vying to eat their prey in the dark depths, or like a shining beacon in the dark night attracting a large swarm of fireflies to converge on it.

Although the power of a single spell is not very large, the ants gnaw at the dead elephants, and in the 'crackling' sound, the surface of the outer mask constantly splashes smaller sparks and ice slags, and the mask keeps shaking violently. Fortunately, there is also Shu Buli's non-stop infusion of mana, otherwise he would not have been able to hold on to the end no matter what.

Even if there is mana infusion, it can't withstand the constant consumption, and the light mask, which was a few points thicker at the beginning, is not only a little lighter than the original after all the spells are extinguished, but its color has also become a little lighter.

For a moment, Shu Buli's figure was directly buried under the sparks and ice slag, and both the external view and his own vision were blocked. If the Innocence Sword was an ordinary flying sword, or perhaps it had not been refined to the point of being commanded by an arm, it would not be able to be effectively driven for a period of time.

But the two levels are not established, and the innocent sword that brought up a string of black shadows is still attacking a point back and forth as usual.

Next, Ji Nineteen launched several more rounds of attacks, as if the two had fought a protracted battle.

The eyes of the major forces in the stands attracted them.

Some people kept shaking their heads and sighing, I don't know if they were lamenting Ji Nineteen's loser play, or that Shu Buli was unwilling to toss and turn to die to save face and suffer crimes.

"With such a war of attrition, isn't Senior Brother Shu a little disadvantaged?" asked a handsome young man who practiced swords.

"Fighting like this, of course, Senior Brother Shu suffers. Senior Brother Shu used mana to directly resist thousands of spell attacks per round, and he had to constantly command flying sword attacks, both of which were large users of mana. And the other party, only need to maintain the saber to defend, the thousands of spells are the power of spells, and it doesn't take much mana to activate it, and the subsequent changes are just some skills, just a little mana support and some effort. "The other, older one, is back.

"Hmph, who told you sword practitioners to like to do some superficial kung fu, and you don't know how to toss and turn to avoid the enemy's attack when fighting, so you have to stick to the spot without retreating. How is this different from a live target? A big man beside Huang Sandao sneered.

"Hey, what's wrong with Xi Jian, we have our persistence, so we won't be like you reckless men, fighting regardless of your posture and face, how ugly it is. We are sword cultivators, do we understand, what we want is an invincible, chic and free swordsman style. The handsome young man said indignantly and disdainfully.