Number Five retracted his arm and reached out with his other hand to grab the Ningbi Sword.
Mo Wuxie didn't expect No. 5 to do such a thing. Are your hands sharper than the Ningbi Sword?
He suddenly shook out a sword flower, and No. 5's big cattail palm caught the sword light.
There was a constant ping-pong sound.
He suddenly backed away, his face flushed, and he couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.
And No. 5 also stepped back and settled down, his left hand drooped, his palm had disappeared, and traces of green liquid fell intermittently.
"No wonder he dared to grab my Ningbi Sword. It turned out that his hands were harder than steel. Fortunately, the Ningbi Sword prevailed and cut off his palm. Now I want to see what else he can do!"
No. 5 didn't know what pain was at all. The moment he landed, he rushed towards Mo Wuxie. At the same time, the magic sword swept across Mo Wuxie's waist!
Mo Wuxie didn't dare to fight head-on with him. After the first sword fight, he knew that No. 5's profound energy was very powerful, completely superior to his. Moreover, even though he was so powerful, he couldn't beat him head-on!
In front of a master, you cannot retreat. Once you retreat, it means that the enemy's combos will be exhausted, and there will be only failure in the end. If it is the enemy, it will be a fatal blow.
He rose into the air and danced around, making it difficult for people to tell which one was his real body and which one was the false one.
However, No. 5 seemed to have known which Mo Wuxie was Mo Wuxie's true form for a long time.
The magic sword came from the sky, and Mo Wuxie's figure suddenly appeared.
The magic sword was pointed directly at his chest, but he turned around strangely in the air, avoided it, and thrust out the long sword, directly between No. 5's eyebrows.
No. 5 didn't know what method he used, but the demonic sword that had been completely emasculated unexpectedly moved through an incredible angle, making a fan-shaped trajectory to come back to help, and suddenly slashed at the Ningbi Sword. Mo Wuxie was hit again.
Gravity impact, the body was thrown away!
puff!
He fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood again. This time, he suffered internal injuries.
"What a powerful swordsmanship, and he can predict the path of my swordsmanship!"
Mo Wuxie knew very well that this was not to say that No. 5's swordsmanship was better than Zangyue's swordsmanship, but that there was a qualitative gap between their strengths.
He was determined and planned to use a special move to fight each other to see how strong No. 5 was.
He put one hand on the ground and stood up with a little effort.
The Ningbi Sword made two arcs, and then produced a mysterious trajectory, revealing a crescent-shaped silver light.
Now, with the martial emperor's cultivation level, he used the 'Crescent Moon' move of the Waning Moon Sword Technique, which was obviously much easier, and the trick he outlined was immediately full of terrifying pressure.
The air around the waning moon suddenly distorted, as if the waning moon was about to shatter the void. The Ningbi Sword was inserted into the waning moon, and the waning moon suddenly emitted a strong silver light, which was blinding and blinding.
Mo Wuxie's eyes flashed with starlight. The Ningbi Sword was held in the air by him, and then rotated at high speed with the rotation of his gesture. Every time it rotated, the silver light became a little stronger. For just an instant, the waning moon was like a sun.
generally.
Suddenly, he slapped his palm on the hilt of the sword, and the Ningbi Sword roared out.
However, the speed of Ningbi Sword is not as fast as that of Waning Moon.
The waning moon broke away from the Ningbi Sword, and silently, imprinted on No. 5's chest at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.
boom!
No. 5's chest went dark, the demon sword was already blocking his chest, and the 'Crescent Moon' struck on it, making a deafening sound.
The entire stone chamber seemed to tremble. Of course, this was just the shock effect of the explosion. In fact, the stone chamber did not move at all.
No. 5 retreated one after another until they were ten meters away.
The magic sword was pressed against his chest, and the black on it seemed to be swallowed up by the silver light, and countless silver light and electric patterns flashed out, making a sizzling sound.
The magic sword seemed to contain infinite black energy, and the black energy immediately counterattacked, expelling all traces left by the 'Crescent Moon'!
Before the magic sword left No. 5, No. 5's chest had sunken and protruded toward the back.
It sounds like a long time, but in reality it is only a moment.
The moment the magic sword left No. 5's body, the Ningbi Sword turned into a cold light and shot through his chest.
The tip of the sword was behind his back, and green liquid spurted out along the blade.
Success!
Mo Wuxie secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that the damage caused by the waning moon to No. 5 might not be too obvious, so he had a powerful blow from the Ningbi Sword.
Is it over? Still not admitting defeat?
Mo Wuxie looked at No. 5 in confusion.
No. 5 didn't know what the pain was, so he grabbed the hilt of the Ningbi Sword and slowly pulled it out from his chest, accompanied by a tooth-aching gurgling sound.
No. 5 dropped the Ningbi Sword on the ground, looked at Mo Wuxie, and the magic sword lit up again.
Apparently, Number Five can still attack!
Mo Wuxie took a step back, knowing that he had lost.
Now, No. 5 is seriously injured, and this period is the best time to subdue him.
If he loses this opportunity, not only will he lose a sharp blade like the Ningbi Sword, but he will also have to fight it again, so the chance will be even slimmer!
He stood still, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt calm.
Slowly raise one leg, with the knee reaching the front of the lower abdomen and the toes pointing downward. At the same time, his arms are slowly raised until they are at shoulder level.
"Tai Chi, white crane drying its wings!"
Yes, he wants to use Tai Chi to deal with No. 5.
He has figured out that No. 5 is powerful and unfathomable, and he is no match for him. In this case, he uses Tai Chi's softness to overcome hardness to deal with it.
The magic sword arrived in front of him like lightning.
Mo Wuxie raised his steps and stepped out in a semicircle. He swung his body forward and avoided the magic sword. He connected with his other foot and walked out in a circular trajectory again.
The moment he passed by No. 5, his steps turned slightly to the right, and his shoulder bumped into No. 5's shoulder.
No. 5's body was as hard as steel, and he immediately felt an indestructible force coming from his shoulders.
Mo Wuxie was not panicked at all. As No. 5 moved forward, his shoulders slightly shrank back, and he had already removed No. 5's terrifying power.
His left arm suddenly felt a slight tremor, and then it collided hard with No. 5's shoulder.
boom!
No. 5's forward momentum suddenly stopped, and his body flew backwards like a cannonball.
Mo Wuxie also felt uncomfortable. Although No. 5's powerful power was removed, it would take a lot of skills and mental operations to counteract No. 5's original power.
But in an instant, he did it.
Even so, he felt a numbness in his shoulders.
But his Hunyuan Gong was so amazing that he immediately turned around and the numbness in his shoulders disappeared immediately.
No. 5 was ejected by him, and his feet took out the circular yin-yang steps again, catching up with No. 5 like a phantom. He grabbed No. 5's left hand without a palm, pulled it back, and No. 5 flew towards him again.
Come.
His other hand immediately reached up to No. 5's elbow, and his whole body suddenly rose into the air, jumping back a step. At the same time, with a slight exertion of his arm, he pulled No. 5's body along with his rhythm.
move.
At this moment, when No. 5 flew towards him involuntarily, he let go of No. 5's arm.
His palms suddenly came to No. 5's chest in a strange way, with his palms facing down, the tips of his palms stretched forward and thrust forward, then pressed against No. 5's sunken chest.
But this poke didn't contain much force. After the poke, his palm felt a slight tremor. He pulled it back, then bent his fingers and hit No. 5's chest again with his knuckles.
; Then there was another tremor, and his bent fingers suddenly retracted, his palm completely drooped, the back of his palm turned outward, and his palm hit the same position on No. 5's chest.