Mu Ling felt the fluctuations from the shield in his left hand, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and his black hideous face showed his white teeth, "Since that's the case, then you can also pick me up" Mu Ling's body paused, and said to Hao Jian who rushed towards him.

The black long knife in his right hand was slowly raised by him, and the black flames on it were even stronger, "Demon Appearance" Mu Ling roared, and the black long knife slashed forward, and suddenly a black flame shot towards Hao Jian.

The black flame slowly evolved into a demon on the way to Hao Jian, this demon was tall, covered with heavy armor, holding a long knife as black as Mu Ling in his right hand, and wearing a helmet on his head, with a wooden expression, you can clearly see the black flame burning in his pupils.

Hao Jian saw the appearance of the demon, his body stopped, the flying sword in his right hand stood in front of his chest, and then waved it in front of him regularly, slowly evolving from the sword qi into a white lotus flower in the air.

The demon roared at Hao Jian, the black flames in his eyes spread all over his body, and the black long knife in his right hand gathered above his head, and then swung it violently, bringing out the sound of breaking the sky, and slashed towards Hao Jian's head.

The white lotus flower in front of Hao Jian was already fully formed, giving people an indestructible feeling, "Kendo! Defend the Lotus Shield of the Mysteries!" Hao Jian let out a low roar, and the tip of the sword pierced into the center of the bottom of the lotus.

The black long knife was excited on the lotus, and the outer petals of the lotus flower were hit by the long knife and fell off like the real one, and slowly disappeared on the way down, leaving behind a burst of lotus fragrance.

When the demon saw that the long knife was blocked, he roared angrily, and the long knife was raised above his head again.

The lotus shield shattered in response, but the broken lotus petals did not fall to the ground, but flew towards the demon's body, the petals were inserted into the demon's armor, and then quickly released white flames, and the demons slowly disappeared in the white flames!

"Kendo mysteries?" Mu Ling said with surprise.

"Fatty, what is the mystery of the way of the sword?" Qin Yi asked as he looked at the battle situation on the stage with blazing eyes.

"I heard the master vaguely mention the mystery of the sword, he is a mastery of the sword immortal in the ancient period, including attack, defense and speed, but this mastery is almost lost now, I didn't expect Hao Jian to actually learn!" the fat man said with surprise.

"Sword Immortal, is he an Immortal?" Qin Yi turned his head and wondered.

"I don't know if he is an immortal or not, I also asked the master the same question, he didn't answer me, just smiled and said, 'If our Supreme Elder in the Zixia Sect fights against him, he can't resist a sword immortal's eyes'" The fat man scratched his head and said with a slightly excited expression.

"Yuan Ying Great Perfection Cultivation can't resist his eyes, is it because of the sword qi? I also seem to have seen the sword qi in Hao Jian's eyes," Qin Yi lowered his head and muttered.

"What about the mystery of the sword, it's still not enough to see in front of me," Mu Ling said in a cold voice.

The black flames on his back were getting stronger and stronger, and a pair of black wings were slowly forming in the black flames, "Let's fight in close combat," Mu Ling said with a sinister laugh.

Mu Ling and Hao Jian's bodies both moved, leaning towards each other, the long knife and the flying sword collided violently at this time, and the black light and white light intertwined from time to time.

Hao Jian's flying sword was like the wind, and it could appear in the gap between Mu Ling's body defense at any time, and the flying sword loomed like a meteor.

But it has not really hurt Mu Ling, the shield in Mu Ling's left hand can sometimes accurately resist Hao Jian's attack, if the shield is really unable to resist, the black wings on Mu Ling's back will quickly fan, so that Mu Ling's huge body after the demonization of a small distance displacement, dodging the flying sword.

Although the attack speed of Mu Ling's long knife is slow, but its power is large, and the speed is not slow, at this time, Hao Jian's face slowly turned pale in the battle with Mu Ling, and two wounds were also cut on his right hand.

"Hao Jian won't be able to sustain long if he keeps fighting with Mu Ling in close combat, the wings on Mu Ling's body allow him to move quickly in a short distance, and Hao Jian's body speed and sword speed are fast, but they are still not enough," Qin Yi said with concern.

"I don't know how fast Hao Jian is learning the mysteries of kendo at this time," the fat man scratched his head and said helplessly.

A stream of blood spurted out from the high platform, and Hao Jian's chest was slashed by Mu Ling, and the smile on Mu Ling's face became even bigger.

Hao Jian's sword danced rapidly, retreating while fighting, and then after pulling out a distance of one zhang, the flying sword danced rapidly, and instantly shot out three sword qi, but Hao Jian's face turned white at this time, and it was obvious that the three sword qi were very consuming to him in an instant.

Those three sword qi stopped Mu Ling's attack, and Hao Jian's figure flashed again, pulling out the distance from Mu Ling.

He took a deep breath, his eyes froze, the sword qi could be seen flying in his pupils, white runes slowly appeared in the corners of his eyes, and his handsome face showed a demon, his right hand was quickly raised, and the flying sword danced rapidly.

"Sword Dao! Attack the Arcane Meteor Sword" Hao Jian let out a low snort, and the sword qi exposed by the rapidly dancing flying sword slowly formed a crystalline, about three feet long, and the flying sword was covered with white runes.

Mu Ling on the opposite side heard Hao Jian's low shout, his face changed, after he resisted the three sword qi emitted by Hao Jian, the long knife in his right hand was placed in front of the shield in his left hand, and the long knife was actually integrated into the shield at this time, making the Xuanwu on the shield more spiritual.

"Go!" Hao Jian roared angrily, the sword aura in his eyes was even stronger, and the evolved white flying sword flew out towards Mu Ling, and the flying sword arrived in front of Mu Ling's shield in an instant, and the flight trajectory in the middle could not be seen!

"Bang" The tip of the flying sword struck the shield, and the Xuanwu on it actually showed a painful color, Mu Ling's body slid back uncontrollably, his face quickly turned red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow'.

"The mystery of kendo is powerful, but your attack power is far from enough," Mu Ling sneered as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His body moved quickly in front of Hao Jian, the shield in his left hand was raised high, Hao Jian's face was pale at this time, the sword was too expensive for him, but his eyes were still calm at this time.

The "boom" shield slammed into Hao Jian's flying sword, and his entire body was slapped down on the high platform, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Mu Ling's right foot lifted and stomped on Hao Jian's chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood, which stained his face red. "Waste," Mu Ling said contemptuously with his right foot raised.

"Don't persuade him, his kendo is destined to have some things that he can't admit defeat. Qin Yi grabbed the fat man's sleeve to stop him from speaking.

"Alright, stop," said the white-robed old man in mid-air with his hands behind his back.

And Mu Ling continued to raise his foot and step down as if he didn't hear it, and the force under his feet was heavier.

"I say, stop!" the white-robed old man mused, with anger.

Mu Ling glanced at Elder Wang in the air, saw him smile and nodded, and kicked Hao Jian off the stage with his right foot. Qin Yi and the fat man's bodies moved, and they caught Hao Jian, whose face was covered with blood at this time.

"He has the tranquility of the sword cultivator, and if he fights again in two years, then Mu Ling will definitely be defeated. The white-robed old man said softly with his hands behind his back.

Elder Wang, beside him, sneered and shook his head, disapproving.

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