Chapter 41: The Winner is King

Mo Dump Chi is an unknown person, so there are not many people who have seen Ink Tilt Pond make a move. Mudaoren had heard Lu Xiaofeng mention the Ink Dumping Pool, and knew that Lu Xiaofeng respected the Ink Tilting Pool, and it was even enough to compare it with Ximen Blowing Snow, he didn't believe it very much, but at this moment, looking at the elegant and agile swordsmanship of the Ink Tilting Pool, fast as electricity, he had to believe it at this time.

With such a sword technique, the ink pouring pool can indeed be compared to Ximen blowing snow. He is a rare master of swordsmanship in the martial arts, looking at the swordsmanship of the ink pool, he can't help but admit that even if he faces the ink pool, there is no certainty that he can beat the ink pool, in his opinion, the victory or defeat between him and the ink pool is only in an instant, if anyone can master the gap at that moment, then who has a chance to win.

Therefore, before that moment came, he didn't know if he could overcome the ink pool.

There are countless celebrities present, and they can all be regarded as rare masters in the martial arts, but in Lu Xiaofeng's opinion, in addition to the Mudao people, the highest martial arts may be him, but when it comes to swordsmanship, at least two people have more say than him, he looked at a man and a woman, both of whom stared intently at this rare duel in ancient and modern times.

Yan 13, Gongsun Lan.

If it comes to swordsmanship, except for the Mu Dao people, Lu Xiaofeng is really difficult to find someone from their group who is more qualified to evaluate the swordsmanship of Mo Dumping Pool than Yan Shisan and Gongsun Lan, even if the Central Plains is a little red in the face of these two people, although the Central Plains is known as the fastest sword in the world, and the fame in the rivers and lakes is by no means comparable to the two.

Ever since the ink poured out the sword, Yan Shisan's eyes only had the sword of the ink pouring pool and Chu Liuxiang's breaking moves, and there was no room for other things in his eyes.

Nearly a year ago, he fought with Mo Dump Chi and was defeated in the hands of Ink Dump Chi, but at that time he didn't know what Mo Dump Chi's martial arts attainments were, he only knew that Ink Dump Chi's kendo realm had reached a point that was beyond his reach, so he was defeated before he really fought with Ink Dump Chi that day, and he was defeated without a fight, so it can be said that he had never seen Ink Tilt Chi really make a move, and today was the first time he saw Ink Tilt Chi make a move.

He was not disappointed, Mo Dumpingchi's swordsmanship attainments were really as clear as he expected, like a spring breeze and snow, without a trace. Like a bird flying and a fish jumping, it is natural.

He has seen many famous swordsmen in his life, and in his eyes, the swordsmanship of Mo Dumping Chi at this time seems to be faintly comparable to Xue Yiren, who is faintly known as the number one swordsman in the world.

Xue Yiren has ignored the affairs of the rivers and lakes for nearly ten years, and he has not been out of the sword for twenty years, and his reputation in the rivers and lakes is definitely not as good as Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng, but in the eyes of the older generation of Jianghu people such as Mudaoren, this Xue Yiren can be regarded as the most terrifying swordsman in the world today.

This is a high evaluation.

Yan Shisan thought in his heart, how could Gongsun Lan, who inherited the sword weapon of Gongsun Auntie in the Tang Dynasty, not have this kind of thought? She has always been a very proud person, especially for the sword weapon inherited by herself, she is extremely confident, but he looked at the ink pool and found that the ink pool was wearing down the pride on her body little by little.

The only person in the rivers and lakes who has this kind of ability is Mo Tingchi.

The ink pouring pool has already made three moves.

The first move is three swords, the second move is nine swords, and the third move is twenty-eight swords.

Every move is natural, and every sword is like lightning and thunder.

The sword light was like a rainbow of lightning, and Konoha was shrouded in Sensen's sword qi, falling to the ground one by one, and was crushed by the sword light in an instant. Chu Liuxiang has been forced out of a cold sweat, when he saw the Central Plains a little red shot, he thought that the Central Plains a little red could be regarded as the fastest sword in the world, when he saw Shuai Yifan, he thought that the sword of the Central Plains was not fast enough, Shuai Yifan's sword can be called the fastest sword in the world, at this time when he looked at the sword of the ink pool, he could only think that although Shuai Yifan's sword was extremely fast, it was not as good as the sword of the ink pool.

Mo Dump Chi's swordsmanship may not be the most terrifying sword in the world, but Ink Tilt Pool's sword is the fastest sword he has ever encountered in his life, so fast that even if he holds a branch in his hand, he has no chance to make a move, he can only rely on the world's unparalleled light skills to dodge Ink Tilt Pool's swordsmanship.

One move, two moves, three moves.

When Li Hongsleeve saw that Mo Dumping Chi had made the third move, Li Hongsleeve's eyebrows were already tightly wrinkled together, and his face turned pale. Su Rongrong's eyes were so sharp, she could see the change in Li Hongsleeve's complexion beside her at a glance, but she didn't understand why Li Hongsleeve had changed so much.

In Su Rongrong's opinion, although Chu Liuxiang has been walking around the blade to dodge the ink pouring pool sword moves, it is not without a chance to turn defeat into victory.

In Su Rongrong's eyes, it seemed like this, but in the eyes of Li Hongsleeve, a person who was proficient in all sects and sects of martial arts, it seemed to be a different situation, she could predict that as long as Mo Dump Chi made three more moves, then Chu Liuxiang would have to fight with Ink Dump Chi head-on.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword light danced like a silver snake, and Mo Tingchi swung out a fourth move.

In this fourth move, Mo Dumping Chi only produced twelve swords.

Seeing this scene, Mu Daoren, Lu Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, Gongsun Lan and others couldn't help but be stunned, and then came back to their senses the next moment, and everyone's pupils shrank sharply, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. Or the eyes flashed with a different color, revealing undisguised excitement.

No one spoke, and at this time, only the sound of the long sword dancing and the sound of Chu Liuxiang's light skill dodging were heard, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely solemn and solemn.

Chu Liuxiang's expression remained unchanged, but his heart had already sunk, and this fourth move, Mo Dumping Chi, only swung out twelve swords, which was almost half less than the previous move, but at this moment, his sense of oppression for this move was far better than the previous move.

He already knew the purpose of the Ink Dumping Pool, in his opinion, the Ink Tilting Pool could not have three swords at most, and the seventh move of the Ink Tilting Pool was definitely only one sword. And this sword is already difficult for him to dodge with light skills, the four moves in front of Mo Dump Chi have compressed the space for him to dodge, the fifth and sixth moves are even more so, and the seventh move is that he only has a frontal one, otherwise he can only die under the seventh move.

"What a terrible sword, such a calm man. Chu Liuxiang turned around to dodge, his heart had sunk into a trough, and now he couldn't think of any way, and now Mo Dump Chi's moves still didn't have the slightest flaw.

Defeat, a word that never flashed through my mind came to mind.

In the fifth move, Mo poured out six swords.

These six swords were swung out, and Chu Liuxiang was forced to dodge head-on, if he dodged the side, it was only the middle sword.

In the sixth move, Mo poured out three swords.

Chu Liuxiang found that he had no room to dodge left and right at this time, so he could only shoot backwards and retreat, and his sword stepped forward like an eagle.

The seventh move, before the sixth move was over, Chu Liuxiang was caught off guard.

The sword body rotated wildly, and in an instant, the three swords turned into one sword.

Mo Dumping Chi held the sword in his hand, and the person followed the sword, instantly speeding up, stabbing towards Chu Liuxiang's throat like a meteor cutting through the sky.

At this moment, Chu Liuxiang was only half a meter away from Mo Dumping's sword, and he no longer had any chance to dodge left and right, so he could only retreat.

But although his speed is fast, he is about to run out of strength, how can he withstand the ink pouring pool that has been born by new power?

Mu Daoren sighed, seeing this scene, he knew that Chu Liuxiang was really defeated this time. Chu Liuxiang made a total of two mistakes in this encounter, first, Chu Liuxiang should not have tried to outperform the Ink Dumping Pool in a tricky way, and second, Chu Liuxiang miscalculated the speed of the Ink Dumping Pool's sword style change.

For a master, a seemingly trivial mistake can lead to a big defeat, not to mention two extremely fatal mistakes? Therefore, these two serious mistakes caused Chu Liuxiang to lose in the hands of Mo Dumping Chi without any counterattack.

The long sword was about to pierce Chu Liuxiang's throat, Hu Tiehua and Ji Bingyan were already ready to pounce, but at this time, Mo Tianchi's sword that was as fast as lightning suddenly stopped, and the sword only stopped in front of Chu Liuxiang's throat after all, and did not pierce into the throat.

The sword was unsheathed, and Mo Tingchi quietly looked at Chu Liuxiang, who was holding a branch in his hand, and said lightly: "You didn't have a chance in this duel, but unfortunately you made two mistakes, so you were defeated before you could make a move." ”

Chu Liuxiang gently dropped the branch and looked at the swordsman in front of him who was still calm and calm even if he won with a bitter face, and sighed: "Yes, if I don't make these two mistakes, I may have a chance to defeat you, but unfortunately I still made it after all." ”

Mo Tianchi looked at Chu Liuxiang, looking at Chu Liuxiang, who had already been defeated, he didn't have any joy and pride as a winner, he just was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "Maybe the reason why you lost to me is just because you know that it is a natural thing to kill people to pay off debts and pay money, so when you face me, you don't have the belief to win at all, just fight me for your friends, and it has nothing to do with justice." ”

Chu Liuxiang didn't speak, he had never been defeated, this was the first time in his life that he had failed.

Mo Tianchi looked at Chu Liuxiang and said calmly: "No matter what, you are defeated after all, and I am victorious, so I want one of Hu Tiehua's arms." ”

Saying this, he had already turned around and walked towards Hu Tiehua.

At this moment, Mu Daoren, Lu Xiaofeng, Ji Bingyan, Wuhua and others all wanted to stop the Ink Dumping Pool, but what reason did they have to stop the Ink Dumping Pool now? They all clenched their fists, now they absolutely can't stop it, and there is no reason to stop it, even if they can't bear to watch their friends become crippled, but they are not qualified to stop it, so Chu Liuxiang is defeated, and the original agreement is that whoever loses will not have the slightest qualification to meddle in this matter.

Therefore, Hu Tiehua's ending seems to be doomed.

Hu Tiehua's expression was calm, he already knew what had happened, and he knew that he had accidentally injured Chu Liuxiang's life-saving benefactor because of his impulsiveness. Although he was reckless, at least he was a man who did not evade his responsibilities, so he did not choose to escape, and chose to face the ink pouring pool who came to ask for the account.

Mo Dumping Chi walked towards Hu Tiehua step by step, he admired Hu Tiehua very much, if he and Hu Tiehua were friends, then he would never do this, but he was not Hu Tiehua's friend, but happened to be a friend of Zhongyuan Yihong, so he had a reason and responsibility to seek justice for Zhongyuan Yihong.

One sword, as long as one sword is over.

Draw your sword.

The sword was only half-drawn, and one hand held the sword. (To be continued.) )