Mo Wentian climbed up from the solid sand in disgrace. At this time, Mo Wentian's robe was already full of sand, and his face was even scratched by the hard sand. At this moment, he was far away from Mo Wentian. Five full days have passed since we arrived at the "Sea of Death".
In these five days, Mo Wentian felt as if he had returned to the days when he fought against Han Xing. The difference was that Mo Wentian's strength had now been greatly enhanced, while in contrast, the blind man's strength was not the same. I know how many levels higher than Han Xing.
Ever since Mo Wentian understood the sword art he was pursuing, he had fought against the blind man countless times in the past five days. In fact, even the word "fight" was said with great reluctance, because of the huge gap in strength between the two. , so far, Mo Wentian can only issue one sword in battle.
Even this sword took Mo Wentian five full days to achieve.
At the beginning, Mo Wentian couldn't even pull out the scabbard after breaking the sword, and he would be defeated by the blind man with one blow!
The blind man's so-called instructions and requirements for Mo Wentian are only one thing, and that is accuracy. Mo Wentian can only draw the knife from the most accurate angle, raise the knife at the most accurate time, and chop with the most accurate force. One chopper style, completely released.
Yes, in the past five days, Mo Wentian was just like those days in the darkness of the Waste Sword Mountain, practicing only one sword, and that was the chopping style.
This sword technique has always been Mo Wentian's strongest blow, and it is his true trump card. More importantly, the sword's intent of destroying everything has a profound effect on Mo Wentian's sword technique. It has a positive effect, and along with it, Mo Wentian's knife-initiating style has become more and more successful. All this is also due to the blind man's strict requirements on the angle and speed of the knife.
"Come again!"
Mo Wentian spit out a mouthful of sand dust, cut off the knife with his hand, put it back into its sheath, and then came to stand a foot in front of the blind man. There was no trace of frustration on his face. After five days of wind-blown sandstorms, Mo Wentian's face showed His skin has become a little dry and cracked, but his eyes are more determined.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian bowed slightly, and slowly held the handle of the broken knife with his right hand. He raised his eyes and looked at the blind man who stood as tall as a poplar in the wind and sand. The blind man's back was always so straight. , like a peak that can never be climbed, waiting for Mo Wentian to conquer.
"Whoa!"
Without any warning, Mo Wentian's right hand suddenly pulled out an afterimage and raised it upwards. A black light suddenly lit up between his palms. At the same time, a faint green suddenly penetrated into the blackness, as if being thrown into a quagmire. I planted a seed that will sprout and burst through the obstacles of the soil.
The bamboo knife in the blind man's hand moved the moment Mo Wentian drew it out, but he only struck with the handle. This was also the blind man's attack method for the past five days. The handle of the bamboo knife was like a willow branch. , as light as nothing, every time, it would hit Mo Wentian's most uncomfortable place with great accuracy, defeating him.
Many times, before the sword in Mo Wentian's hand was unsheathed, it would be hit to the ground by the bamboo sword and lose its fighting power. However, Mo Wentian's growth in the past five days was destined to make the blind man's blow fail.
The black light flashed lightly, narrowly dodging the touch of green. As they passed by, Mo Wentian's hand was raised high, but the touch of green still did not disappear, but followed closely.
At this moment, it seemed that a willow branch had turned into a green bamboo leaf, and it bit the broken knife held high by Mo Wentian.
At this time, Mo Wentian's figure also moved. His feet were twisted around his waist, and Mo Wentian spun around on the spot. The knife in his hand drew a semicircular arc in the air, and then he heard a soft sound.
A high-pitched chant rose from the broken sword, and the black sword gleamed down and struck!
In the past, when Mo Wentian wanted to perform the chopping style, the most important thing was to lift his body high and use the chopping motion to completely smash everything in front of him, so that he could achieve the "chopping" posture. But this time,
Mo Wentian did not fly into the air, but used the rotation of his body to give the broken knife enough time and space to accelerate. This was different from the past, a chopping knife style!
"Chopping style!"
The black light in Mo Wentian's hand accelerated at this moment, once again got rid of the emerald green twist through rotation, and finally struck straight down towards the blind man.
There was no preparation for the flat knife style or the slashing knife style. Mo Wentian directly used the knife style to follow the splitting style. However, a sense of roundness and naturalness, combined with incomparable tenacity and courage, suddenly spread out from the broken knife.
, turned into a determined killing intent, rushing towards the blind man.
The blind man's expression did not change at all, as if he had predicted all this, and finally, at this moment, the green bamboo shadow broke through the space in front of him, and in an instant, he came to the front of the black light.
, blocking it firmly in mid-air, unable to fall any further.
This is also the highest achievement that Mo Wentian can achieve in these few days, which is to chop out this knife, but he can't go any further. At the next moment, he will be knocked away by the blind man's bamboo knife handle.
But this time, Mo Wentian did not give up. The two cyclones in his body had coated the blade of the broken knife with a layer of clear light, and he was locked in a stalemate with the bamboo knife in the air.
"Break it for me!"
Mo Wentian shouted loudly, and the bones of his hand made a slight cracking sound. His arm seemed to be unable to withstand such strong pressure. The skin wrapped on the flesh and blood was suddenly exploded with two bright red blood holes, and
Mo Wentian's eyes became more and more crazy.
With the power of a chopping knife, one cuts the path in two, and sublimates it with the belief and courage to break the cauldron and sink the boat. The chance of success or failure is only a split second.
Mo Wentian has always been unafraid to challenge more powerful enemies. Even if the opponent can stand on a higher mountain than him, he will chop that mountain into pieces with one strike. This is Mo Wentian's path of swordsmanship.
It means the perfection of the chopping knife style.
In mid-air, the black and green still refused to give up an inch of ground, fighting for the precious space. The handle of the bamboo knife in the blind man's hand was still stable, but Mo Wentian's black broken knife was trembling rapidly, and it was full of energy.
The blade weighing 90 kilograms, at this moment, all the weight was concentrated on the blade, and the sharp golden energy attacked the bamboo knife unreasonably.
"laugh……"
The blind man suddenly raised his head slightly and seemed to be looking at Mo Wentian who was very close at hand. He pursed his dry lips and was a little distracted because he also felt an emotion from his bamboo knife.
Trembling is fear and surrender.
"It turned out to be the suppression of the sword's will!"
The blind man has experienced countless battles and encountered countless opponents more powerful than him, but this is the first time that the bamboo knife in his hand exudes fear. He naturally knows why, but he can't believe it.
A knife was actually issued from the hand of the young man in front of him.
In the past five days, the person who had the deepest experience of Mo Wentian's progress was not even himself, but the blind man. From being unable to draw the sword at the beginning to being able to chop it down with one strike, perhaps in the eyes of others, this was very inconspicuous.
Only the blind man knew what it meant.
From the first battle five days ago, until now, every time he faced Mo Wentian's offensive, the blind man could completely defeat Mo Wentian with only one blow. However, the time of this blow has changed from one blow to the next.
In an instant, it stretched to one breath, and that was it.
However, the blind man understood that the young man in front of him might be more qualified than himself to hold the broken knife.
At this moment when the blind man was distracted, Mo Wentian's breath of determination finally burst out completely. Because of the rapid trembling, the black broken knife had turned into an ink shadow, as if drawn on the landscape curtain.
A stroke of heavy ink and color completely erased that touch of green.
The broken knife moved downwards another inch, and it was this inch that caused the light curtain composed of the bamboo knife handle in front of Mo Wentian to completely collapse, and the emerald green color fled like an army. Mo Wentian finally felt it for the first time.
, completely slashed the knife in his hand.
At this moment, even the blind man seemed to be slightly moved, so he finally struck the second blow.
When the handle of the bamboo knife quickly retreated, the blade had already moved in front of the domineering black light and stopped it again. However, something happened that even the blind man could not predict.
The black light arrived as expected and collided with the greenery again. It seemed that everything had returned to the previous stalemate stage. The only difference was that the black light dropped by more than three inches.
But just these three inches made the black sword light make a qualitative leap. It smashed the green light curtain with one sword, and the intention of breaking it in two reached its peak. Mo Wentian gained the power and refused to spare others. This is what is called, breaking the bamboo.
!
"Snapped!"
A soft sound suddenly amplified in the blind man's ears, and the bamboo knife in his hand was broken by Mo Wentian's chopping style for the second time in an instant!
Even so, with the blind man's true strength, there are still countless ways to interrupt Mo Wentian's domineering power and knock him away again, but the blind man did not do this. He raised his head and "looked" deeply at Mo Wen
With a glance at the black light in Tian's hand, his body fluttered and he stepped back.
At the same time, Mo Wentian's slashing attack was finally completed, and the sword fell fiercely on the sand. The violent air waves fell to both sides, stirring up large swaths of yellow sand and splitting them.
Wentian's knife actually cut a ravine three feet long and one foot deep on the sand. Within one foot, there was not even a patch of sand!
The most important thing is that Mo Wentian's sword forced the blind man back. In Mo Wentian's heart, he suddenly felt heroic. Without sheathing the sword, Mo Wentian straightened up with the broken sword in his hand.
, looked up to the sky and roared wildly.
"ah!"
The blind man felt the power of the knife not far away. When he heard Mo Wentian's roar, the expression on his face was a little complicated. With the retreat just now, he completed the power of Mo Wentian's chopping knife, and at the same time
, made his own choice.
ps: Thanks to [D-tone Gorgeous] for the reward. I kept updating yesterday, which was unexpected. It was a bit difficult to code this chapter. It started from yesterday to today. Since yesterday afternoon, Bi Kong has been coding and has been coding. By 11:30 last night, Bi Kong unplugged the network cable and was indeed concentrating on typing. However, the writing was extremely slow and difficult, and I deleted it countless times, but I was still not very satisfied.
When it was approaching 12 o'clock, Bi Kong knew that he couldn't write anymore, so he wanted to type a leave request, but found that the network was not connected, so the update was interrupted yesterday, and he didn't even get a leave. He said these hopes Let me explain to you, I hope you can understand, thank you!