The two Tubo warriors who were lying behind the six senior monks of Tianlong Temple saw Duan Yu dragging the crimson long sword and running quickly, and the sharp tip of the sword drew many sparks on the ground.

They are natives of Tubo, they don't understand Chinese, and they muttered a few words, probably because they saw Duan Yu's momentum, and just now they slashed the Blood Shadow Demon Knife Huo Tianhua and stunned the Blue Moon Sword Ji Sun Feiyue, their strength is not trivial, and they immediately glanced at each other, and they all rushed towards with slender swords.

Their swords were dark red, and the sound of breaking through the sky was like cracks, and in a few breaths, they were already in close contact.

The sword skills of these two martial artists are first more decent tricks to wrap their heads and brains, but what is rare is that their basic skills are very solid, Duan Yu has one enemy and two enemies, and more than a dozen moves have failed to hurt them.

"It is worthy of the four masters under Gu Mo Zhi, you and Blue Moon Sword Ji and Huo Tianhua are all the best of the younger generation, but we are each our own master, and we must spare you today!" Duan Yu had an idea, knowing that it would be difficult to break through their desperate defense with the rigorous Liancheng Sword Technique, and the sooner these two martial artists were resolved, the more chances they had to help the six high monks deal with Gu Mozhi.

So, Duan Yu deliberately stabbed out a sword lightly, seemingly weak, and he didn't even determine the direction, the two warriors looked at each other, they didn't know what kind of move this was, and hurriedly wrapped the slender war knife in their hands around their heads and danced faster, and the warrior on the left accidentally shaved off a tuft of hair on the top of his head, looking very wolf.

Enraged, they pushed forward as they carefully defended.

Duan Yu suddenly jumped up three feet, and then the long sword stabbed on the ground, and after bending in an instant, it rebounded, Duan Yu took advantage of the rebound momentum, and spun forward with the red long sword in both hands.

This move was created by him according to the previous trick of transforming the Maha fingering technique "Three Into Hell" performed by the Blue Moon Sword Queen, Duan Yu was not like Sun Feiyue who stabbed from above in the air, although the sword momentum was not so ruthless, it could use more backhand moves, and it was also more elegant.

Everything in the world must be gained, and there must be gains, so there is no need to dwell on temporary gains and losses.

Such an elegant and swift sword momentum is not something that these two warriors can defend in the previous way, the shoulder and jaw are hit by the sword, and the blood is dripping, they are strong, but it is not a big problem, they quickly clicked the acupoint of the wound, and continued to wave the knife to refuse.

Duan Yu continued to show a lot of back-hand tricks, but still did not land, just like the white crane skimming the lake, when he made a move, he thought of a good name "Cold Pond Crossing Crane Shadow, Cold Moon Burial Flower Soul".

Temporarily occupying the advantage, Duan Yu was not complacent, but more seriously took out his sword, and he was bound to kill these two martial artists before he would stop.

The eyes of these two martial artists suddenly showed a very decisive meaning, which made Duan Yu not to be underestimated.

"Blood Moon Knife Technique!" they both shouted at the same time, they both spoke Chinese, it seemed that this sword technique was still from the Central Plains Martial Arts, and the two dark red slender war knives danced like two rounds of dark red full moons, and the strange sound of "hiss" filled the range of five zhang.

This sword technique is fierce and violent, and it is extremely fast, the crimson sword in Duan Yu's hand is constantly fighting with these two dark red swords at a speed that cannot be seen clearly by the eyes, if it were not for the crimson sword is a good sword from the famous Sword Villa, it is estimated that it has been cut off.

Rao was like this, Duan Yu still felt a burst of cold and cold aura coming from the sword's body, which shook his heart and blood.

"I really underestimate them, this Blood Moon Sword Technique is good, but it's too gloomy and ruthless, and I don't want to take it!" Duan Yu sighed in his heart, and he didn't panic, while running the internal strength of the Shenzhao Sutra to protect his heart and resist the cold internal force.

He understood that at this time, he must not use the Northern Spiritual Skill, otherwise it would be difficult to refine the internal force that absorbed the cold and cold of the forest, and it would cause his meridians to be greatly damaged.

Duan Yu made another move: "Traveling in the North Sea in the twilight, the green snake in his sleeve is bold." Three Yueyang people don't know, Lang Yin flew through Dongting Autumn".

The tricks are even more elegant, no matter how fierce the Blood Moon Sword Technique of these two warriors is that they attack left and right, he is like a flat boat in the waves of the sea.

No matter how big the waves are, this leaf boat can carry heavy loads and floats, and will not be capsized by the waves.

The momentum of the oblique flight has been exhausted, Duan Yu jumped to the side smartly and elegantly, the two Tubo warriors chased after him, and the Blood Moon Sword Technique shrank to the middle, just like two crooked waning moons like hooks, ruthlessly slashing at him.

"Yu'er, be careful, if you are really invincible, come to your uncle's side, and wait for your uncle to help you restrain these two villains!" Emperor Baoding saw that Duan Yu was in a critical situation, and hurriedly shouted. In fact, he doesn't have any extra ability, and now he has joined forces with five other monks to fight against Gu Mozhi.

Both sides have their own injuries, this time is not like the time when the injured side is defeated when using Biyan to compete, this time you have to score a life and death to see the score.

No, as soon as Emperor Baoding was distracted and said a word, he was slashed in the left shoulder by a "flame knife" from Gu Mozhi, and he hurriedly stopped the bleeding and struggled to support the battle. No matter how seriously he was injured, he couldn't withdraw from the battle formation, otherwise once the number of people decreased, Gu Mozhi would inevitably win, and the map of the "Six Veins Divine Sword" would definitely be snatched away.

After a while, the two Tibetan warriors got closer and closer, and the sword rays of the Blood Moon Sword Technique they used also shrank more strictly, just like a line of waning moon, but the power exerted in a small area was even greater.

Duan Yu had no choice but to swing his sword and carefully disassemble it while performing a wonderful Ling Bo micro-step. He led to Lamerin, and the sword skills of the two Tubo warriors were affected, and the sparse and slanting Lamei branches were the best barrier, so that their Blood Moon Sword Technique slashed all the way, and the halo of the waning moon was dissipated a lot, and the flaws in the tricks were obvious.

"You know what kind of hero you are, you have the ability to fight head-on!" the Tibetan warrior on the left roared angrily in stiff Chinese.

"It doesn't work to roar so much, I see that you use the Blood Moon Sword Technique to consume internal strength, and I'll let you know how powerful I am fighting head-on later." Duan Yu smiled lightly.

Finding a good position, Duan Yu slapped his left hand on the trunk of the tree, and the plum blossoms fell, because of the too many petals, the eyes of the two Tubo warriors who were caught off guard were obscured.

Duan Yu had already prepared, looked at it kindly, condensed the majestic internal force with his left hand, cast a yang finger, and volleyed twice in a row, both aimed at the shoulder chastity and Jizhong acupoint of the martial artist on the left.

As long as one of them is seriously injured or killed, the power of the other person is greatly reduced, and it is best to break them one by one.

With a muffled snort, the warrior's "shoulder chastity acupoint" was hit by a yang finger, so his hand was weak, and with a bang, the dark red long knife fell to the ground, but when he was busy, his left palm slashed out, which could block the one yang finger that hit the sea of qi in his body.

"Hmph, it's good that the national teacher taught me the 'Pranya Palm', otherwise I would have been plotted by you today and become a wasted person. You're so hateful!" the warrior on the left scolded.