Burst!

The heavy sword struck, and Mu Yu wanted to dodge, but when his consciousness was just transmitted to his body, the heavy sword had already cut through his body protection spirit gang, and slashed at the green leaf armor on his body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Suddenly, there were countless terrifying strong winds and sword qi, through the green leaf armor, slashed at Mu Yu's body.

The Jin Jiao Sword in Mu Yu's hand swept away, and with a flick of the young man's wrist, the heavy sword suddenly pressed down, and slapped the Jin Jiao Sword in the dirt.

Immediately, the two of them retreated backwards in unison!

This round of fighting, that is, the time of the blink of an eye, although the sword of the pastor is very fast, but it is far less fast than the youth, the sword of the youth, focusing on speed, is not keen on strength, resulting in his sword, although it shattered his own body protection Linggang, but most of the sword qi was dissolved by the green leaf armor, and the remaining strength, with the current physical strength of the pastoral language, can fully withstand it.

"In secular martial arts, there is a saying: The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable. Mu Yu looked into the young man's eyes and said slowly.

"Your Excellency was originally also a martial artist?" the young man's indifferent expression revealed a slight hint of surprise.

"Before stepping into the immortal path, he was half a Jianghu person. The pastor did not hide it, and said in a calm tone.

After hearing this, the young man's expression hesitated slightly, and then he said: "I am originally the young master of a martial arts family, and my father is also a generation of swordsmen with great prestige in the rivers and lakes. ”

"No wonder ......" Mu Yu nodded secretly, a young man under the age of thirty, with such a mysterious and terrifying sword move in one hand, if there was no kendo master to train him, it would be impossible to become a real sword cultivator at this age.

"For the sake of you and me, who were both martial arts people, cut off your arm, and I can let you live. The young man said.

Hearing this, Mu Yu shook his head, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The young man sighed, as if he was sorry for the pastoral.

Swish!

Another quaint sword move, stabbing towards Mu Yu like lightning.

This time, the young man changed his 'flirting' to sweeping, twisted his waist, and slammed his right arm, and the big open and closed slashed horizontally.

Mu Yu narrowed his eyes vaguely, looking at the lower half of the young man's body, without any defense, but there was a sudden warning in his heart, and he judged by the martial arts knowledge that the master had taught him, and felt that if he rashly attacked the young man's underneath, it was estimated that he would die quickly!

A master of swordsmanship like a young man, in the ordinary secular world, those so-called kendo masters are not as good as him, and his fighting consciousness is extremely terrifying, and it is impossible for Mu Yu to reveal such a big flaw.

Mu Yu quickly calculated in his heart, adopted a conservative style of play, stepped back, and the golden sword in his hand flashed a golden glow, enveloping the young man.

Bang!

After a violent collision, the air twisted slightly, creating ripple-like ripples that rippled in all directions.

Mu Yu's body shook, and he rushed forward, relying on the defense of the treasure armor, the attack was rapid, and he opened and closed.

I saw that Mu Yu's wrist flicked, and the Jin Jiao Sword changed from a vertical split to a horizontal split in the process of splitting, like the action of flowing water, without a trace of flaws.

The young man's expression remained unchanged, and the heavy sword in his hand drew a circle in front of him, and suddenly more than ten invisible sword qi burst out, forcing Mu Yu to retract, shaking out a piece of sword light, intertwined like a net, blocking the more than ten sharp sword qi.

Gradually, the young man discovered that the pastoral language had become more comfortable from the passive defense at the beginning.

On the one hand, the young man was shocked by the speed of progress of the pastoral language, which was equivalent to raising the 'war' with war, and at the beginning he was slightly 'immature' swordsmanship, but slowly there was a trace of mystery in it, and on the other hand, the killing intent in the young man's eyes became more and more intense, and the killing moves appeared frequently, and he wanted to get rid of the pastoral language as soon as possible.

Sneer~~

The terrifying wind surged towards the surroundings with the stroke of the young man's heavy sword, vaguely turning into a cyclone that enveloped a radius of three feet, and from time to time sword qi spewed out.

The cyclone also left deep marks on the ground, causing the soil to sink loosely, and yellow sand swirling in place and then blowing to the side.

"Chop!" the young man roared, holding the sword in both hands, and a poignant sword suddenly swept over, this sword was strangely bright, like a bright moonlight, ploughing the ground, leaving a few sword marks.

Mu Yu's right arm shook, and the Jin Jiao sword at his wrist shot out seven or eight sword lights, which were violently intertwined into a sword net in front of him, and when the sword touched the sword net, there was an invisible sound, and there was a piercing friction sound, that is, a short period of effort, the sword net collapsed, and the sword light that was as bright as the moon was rushed to three inches away from Mu Yu's face, and it collapsed.

The young man was silent for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable.

At the age of five, he learned swords with his father, and at the age of twelve, he was selected by the immortal master of the Giant Sword Sect, worshiped and practiced in the sect, and at the age of sixteen, he was promoted to the sixth layer of the Qi refining period, and defeated the eight monks of the Qi refining period with the Qi condensing sword, and became a disciple of the inner sect, and at the age of twenty-one, he was promoted to the eighth layer of the Qi refining period, and learned that his father, because he angered the head of a worldly Qi refining family, was dismantled into eight pieces, and after the body was thrown to feed the dog, he angrily beheaded the nine-layer peak Qi refiner, killed thirty-four Qi refining monks, and slaughtered the Qi refining family, whether it was men, women, old or young, and slaughtered all the chickens and dogs, and there were 1,724 people who died tragically in one night, and the blood flowed like a river......

At the age of twenty-five, he was promoted to the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period, collected his swordsmanship, stepped into the ranks of sword cultivation, and became the oldest core disciple of the Giant Sword Sect, which can be called the only one in ten years.

The young man thought that he was only limited by his qualifications, otherwise, he would have already become a sword cultivator in the foundation building period, and he would be famous in Dong'anguo, whether it was perseverance or understanding, he would definitely not be inferior to anyone.

But the swordsmanship, which he has always been proud of, was actually divided equally by a rookie who was on the edge of the kendo field and had a first glimpse of the edge, and the blow to him was too great.

"Huh~~" The young man exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes were cold, and there was a kind of unwillingness and anger that filled the bottom of his eyes.

"Today, I will kill you to prove my Dao heart!" the young man roared, if he didn't kill Mu Yu, his sword heart might be damaged, turning into a heart demon, hindering his future immortal path.

Boom!

A sword, the end of the water, the brilliant sword light flickered, like the strong light emitted by the silver sun, caught off guard, enough to scorch the eyes of the Qi refining period cultivators.

Mu Yu frowned, covered his eyes with his left hand, and subconsciously swiped forward with his right hand, infusing several spiritual powers, causing a fierce golden dragon to skyrocket two feet in the void, lying in front of him, resisting the scorching sword light that shot over.

Poof!poof~~

The sharp sword light fell like raindrops, slashing on the golden dragon's body, rippling ripples on its surface, the next moment, the golden dragon collapsed, and the remaining sword qi made a "bang" impact sound, hitting the green leaf armor on Mu Yu's body, only to see that the green light quickly dimmed, and produced a terrible shock, so that Mu Yu's body flew out, the sword ploughed the ground, enough to barely stabilize the body.

"Kill again!" yelled the youth.

This second sword, as if it had the power of a waterfall across a hundred zhang, a cyclone rose from the young man's feet and quickly spread in all directions

- Roll up the sand!

Bang!!

Mu Yu's body was shaken away, the sword ploughed the ground, and clusters of sparks burst out, producing scorched black sword marks three or four feet long.

In the lightning and flint, the first sword, Mu Yu split a total of three sword qi to meet the enemy, and when it came to the second sword, he split out seventeen sword qi!

Although these two swords were also beaten away by the young man's sword moves, in fact, it was the swordsmanship of Mu Yu who was making leaps and bounds!!

"Come again!" Mu Yu wiped the blood stains from his lips, his eyes were blazing, and he was full of high fighting spirit.

The young man was furious, and after a loud shout, the sword wheel like a moon disk swirled towards Mu Yu's head.

The pastoral language controlled the force to transform, the pale golden vortex appeared, and with a turn, it swirled around the sword wheel like a moon disk, and as soon as the two made a slight contact, there was a piercing friction sound, as if there were two iron ges colliding.

"Fourth sword!" the young man raised his head, his tone was indifferent, and the spiritual pressure emanating from his body was even more revealing a trace of silence, desolation, and evil.

Shout!

A flash of light suddenly flickered, and the young man did not raise his sword, but stood still, as if looking at a dead man, looking at the pastoral language.

Mu Yu was alarmed, and secretly screamed that something was not good, he quickly recited the mantra, the silver ring of his fingers lit up, and at the same time patted the storage bag, and sacrificed the yellow gourd, aimed at the front of him, and spewed out brilliant spiritual light.

Airplanes~~

It was an invisible sword, but it was condensed.

This invisible sword, after being fixed a little by Mu Yu's two treasures, broke free of its restraints and continued to stab at Mu Yu's head.

And in the midst of the lightning and flint, Mu Yu steered the Qingfeng Boat, and with a single flash, he dodged the attack of the invisible sword.

Bang!

The sword of sword intent, which was filled with silence, desolation, and evil energy, slammed into the place where Mu Yu had just been, and when the thunderous loud sound pierced in front of it, the earth collapsed three feet, and the soil turned to yellow sand, like a scene of torrential rain pouring down, bursting out in all directions.

Looking at the deep pit, Mu Yu's heart palpitated, a fine cold sweat broke out on his back, he put away the Qingfeng boat, and before the young man sent out the next wave of terrifying sword attacks, he closed his eyes, and after only half a breath, he opened his eyes, and a wisp of essence flashed, and the next moment, a touch of green light stuck to the ground and walked, plowing out an inch deep trace.

The young man's pupils shrank, and the sword qi turned into a gang, enveloping his body.

Shout!

Suddenly, the green glow disappeared in front of the young man, who was astonished, and he turned his head as if he had a feeling, and saw that the green glow had actually gone around the back of his head!

"Uh...... Uh......" The young man knelt on one knee, his eyes widened, and gradually became unfocused, his throat and eyes were full of blood clots, and a trace of sticky black blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, falling to the ground drop by drop.

"The so-called ......" Mu Yu put away his sword, bowed slightly to the young man, and said: "Fighting is the best teacher...... Taught!" (To be continued.) )