The situation became more and more dangerous, and Mo Ling had no choice but to withdraw the sword in his hand and used his exquisite sword technique to resolve Ye Fan's offensive one by one.
The two of them fought very fast and their moves were dangerous. In just ten minutes, the two had fought for more than a hundred moves. And under this pure skill battle, both of them were injured very quickly.
.As for the outcome, it is half a pound.
Mo Ling's sword technique is undoubtedly exquisite to a considerable extent. When the moves are unfolded, it is like a storm, not only is it extremely terrifying, but it is often unexpected and unpredictable. It is like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, as long as the opponent is a little more careful
It will inject the deadly venom into the enemy's blood.
Compared with him, Ye Fan's moves are slightly insufficient, but he is better than the word "ruthless". The desperate and ruthless spirit of fighting with monsters in the dark monster made Mo Ling bite a dog
The hedgehog has no way to get his mouth down.
"Brother Ye, it seems that I will definitely lose in this competition. But I just admit defeat with such a frustrated way, and my old man will not let me go easily. In this way, it is better for us to decide the outcome in one move."
After fighting for a long time, Ye Fan's ruthless move made Mo Ling feel a sense of arrogance. Moreover, the two of them are very tacitly understanding and have not used much mysterious energy. Mo Ling has done this in the previous battle.
I knew that although Ye Fan's cultivation was similar to his, the mysterious energy in his body was more than just stronger than him.
In comparison with the two hatchbacks, it seems that Mo Ling's defeat has been decided. It can be regarded as a real battle, and the former will propose a suggestion to determine the outcome with one move.
Hearing this, Ye Fan was not complacent because of Mo Ling's humility. Although the current situation is indeed a higher chance of winning, but Mo Ling's strength is not covered. This can be seen from the dense wounds on his body.
come out.
"Since Brother Mo Ling wants to fight quickly, I should accompany you!" He tightened the long halberd in his hand, and Ye Fan said.
Upon hearing this, Mo Ling rolled up his sleeves and his expression became solemn. In his eyes, there seemed to be only the shadow of the long sword in his hand.
"Tengteng."
The mysterious energy in the body suddenly surged violently, and the stimulating energy suddenly burst out from its dantian, and a powerful aura was like a heavy dark cloud covering the sky.
Beneath this dark cloud, Ye Fan's breathing was a little stagnant. His face was also full of surprise. The momentum caused by the former seemed to be stronger than the light of silence displayed by Sun Hao. He pursed his lips, and Ye
Fan tightly held the Luoyun halberd, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle point, and locked the long sword in Mo Ling's hand tightly.
With just a few sucking efforts, Mo Ling's aura had already risen to the early stage of the ninth level of foundation building, and this sudden increase in cultivation was completely natural without a trace of astringency, as if the former's cultivation was like this.
If Ye Fan hadn't known Mo Ling for a long time, he would have been surprised now.
The human sword is the most famous technique for sword cultivators. According to legend, this technique can transform all the sword energy into its own cultivation level. Those who have achieved great success can even seize the meaning of the sword, directly
Make a leap in cultivation. And this plunder will be permanent.
Of course, Mo Ling in front of him still cannot reach that level. At best, he can only maintain this soaring cultivation for about a quarter of an hour.
"Brother Ye, this martial art is called Phantom Flowing Light Slash, which is the martial arts of my Mo family. If you don't know the grade, Brother Ye must be careful." Mo Ling held a long sword in his hand, and above the three-inch green edge, a cold light flowed around the three-inch green edge.
A terrifying aura of Xiaoshou had filled the entire arena with the momentum of the former.
Hearing Mo Ling's words, Ye Fan felt nervous again. Although he had only experienced the power of this Phantom Flowing Light Slash, he could figure out countless kinds of heartbreaking from the four words "not knowing the grade".
Maybe come.
"Shadow."
A three-foot green edge slashed through the air immediately with a crisp sound of sword sound. Then Mo Ling flew his palms, and the long sword in his hand also pulled out one sword flower after another. Waiting for dozens of these sword flower to leave in the air
After the shadow of Dao, Mo Ling's attack suddenly stopped, and his figure became illusory in an instant.
One by one, one phantom appeared out of thin air on the ring. Looking roughly, there were more than a dozen "Mo Ling" surrounding Ye Fan in a consistent manner. The sword flowers were even more like streaming light and greeting the former from all directions.
Surrounded by the afterimage, Ye Fan was anxious, but he had no choice. There was only one afterimage at the moment, which was Mo Ling's main body. However, if you want to pull it out, it would definitely not be Ye Fan's time.
It can be done.
What's more, even if he finds Mo Ling's body, he may not be able to subdue him as soon as possible. If there is a slight delay, the latter will find a loophole and give him a truly fatal blow.