With the sound of hissing, the air made a slight explosion. Ye Ling moved his toes and attacked at the speed of thunder!
No matter what, she should still have an advantage in speed and strength. Although she doesn't know what method Ji Dao used to limit her, she deeply understood that if she didn't make good use of this advantage, her battle would become extremely difficult!
A strong wind blew across Ji Dao's cheeks, and what followed was Ye Ling's blade, but Ji Dao was not panicked and just held it in his hand!
Click!
It was the situation just now. The Jidao in front of him seemed to have some kind of spatial displacement ability!
But Ye Ling's reaction was also very fast. She was already familiar with the scimitar as if she was herself. She only saw her wrists were limited but her fingers changed flexibly. The scimitar drew a perfect arc in the air and slashed towards Ji Dao's neck!
Everything was done within one breath and one breath. Ji Dao just restricted Ye Ling, and her scimitar was already next to her neck!
Moreover, she was accompanied by her side kick!
Ye Ling also thought about this attack for a while. His ability was too strange. If he wanted to deal with such ability, he had to deal with it!
But then, I saw Ji Dao's right hand squeezed heavily. Ye Ling felt as if her bones were about to be crushed directly. She groaned, the handle of the knife left her palm, and then turned into a light spot in the space and then dissipated.
If the weapon condensed by soul power is separated from its source of soul power, it will be assimilated by the outside world at a very fast speed and will never be condensed in the end. Obviously, Ji Dao also understands this truth.
Nothing that has lost its source of energy cannot exist.
As for Ye Ling's surprise attack on his left foot, it is a simple matter for martial arts learners.
With just a simple knee lifting action, Ye Ling kicked his left foot on Ji Dao's right calf and could no longer move forward.
She had to hit the ground with one foot, and at this time she only needed a fierce pull!
Bang!
Ye Ling couldn't hold the center of gravity and fell to the ground, and at this time, Ji Dao's right foot had just fallen back to the ground.
He had already let go of his hand, and Ye Ling's body fell in front of him. I have to say that this was a good opportunity to attack.
Ji Dao kicked up and kicked Ye Ling's head like a football!
"Damn it!"
Ye Ling is actually quite frustrated in fighting. Her advantage of having weapons is that her attack distance is longer and she can effectively suppress the performance of martial arts. But the ability of Jidao to displace you inexplicably in an instant is really uncomfortable.
Unable to distance himself, he directly engaged in close combat with the people who practiced martial arts. No matter how powerful Ye Ling's sword technique is, it is restricted. How can this not make her feel uncomfortable?
But no matter how uncomfortable it is, if she really hits this kick directly by her, she may be killed on the spot!
Ye Ling quickly protected his arms in front of his head, and then there was only a bang. Ye Ling's body suddenly ejected like a cannonball, leaving a drag mark several meters on the ground.
Although there was an arm block, the power of Ji Dao's kick was still somewhat beyond her imagination. Even if there was soul power to resist, Ye Ling still felt dizzy at this moment, and his arms also felt a little sour and numb.
But the battle was still going on, and Ye Ling didn't care much about it. She bounced up from the ground all at once, and the scimitar in her hand appeared again. Her black pupils were full of indomitable intentions. Although it was obviously a little unfavorable to her now, she was not so easy to fail!
Bang!
Then came a sound of stepping on the ground. Needless to say, this must be the next round of offensive.
Although he seems to be the dominant scene now, Ji Dao himself understands that he must decide the winner immediately.
He had been suppressed, and his physical burden had long been huge. After he realized it, he was never a full state battle. His physical energy consumption was quite huge!
If he fights a protracted battle, Jidao is 100% sure, he has no winning rate. Fighting is an extremely physically exhausting thing. If he is already a little tired, it means he is not far from being able to hold on.
For combat, skills are important, but there is another essential thing, that is physical strength!
A piece of dust rose behind him, and Ji Dao's body rushed out like a stream of light! The purple-black light appeared and disappeared on his right fist. His eyes, like a lone wolf, would feel chill whenever he saw it!
A strong wind blew up Ye Ling's hair. She gritted her teeth and quickly turned her head, then watched Ji Dao's fist pass through her!
Even if she didn't hit her, Ye Ling's cheeks still hurt, but she would not give up such an opportunity to attack. The scimitar in her hand changed direction and quickly slashed towards Ji Dao's neck!
call out!
This is the sound of the scimitar slashing in the air. Ji Dao leaned back slightly, and the scimitar slashed in front of him. Ji Dao could already feel the sensation of the air.
Click!
This is the sound of Ye Ling's right arm joint breaking. Such an opportunity must not be wasted for Ji Dao.
Just pull the fist from bottom to top and Ji Dao's fist hit Ye Ling's right arm joint, and then exerted force!
Ye Ling's joints changed from concave to convex, from convex to concave, and the scimitar threw them out weakly. Her complexion changed drastically. Maybe she might have experienced such a process, but no matter how many times she experienced it, the pain was still there!
But beyond the extreme expectations, Ye Ling only made a few painful moans in her mouth, but her movements were not slow at all!
Ye Ling had another hand, and saw her gritting her teeth and the scimitar in her left hand fell straight to Jidao, which was still in a tilt state, and attacked Jidao's soul core!
Ji Dao did not expect Ye Ling's reaction to be so rapid. Almost after he interrupted Ye Ling's joint, she had already reacted like this.
For many people, this is probably a killing moment.
If you indulge in the sense of accomplishment of succeeding with one blow, the battle should be over, but Ji Dao is not such a person.
There was only a puff sound. Ye Ling's scimitar pierced hard along Ji Dao's palm. Ji Dao pushed up with force, rubbing the flesh and blood with the sharp weapon, and a beautiful flower of blood bloomed. The palm successfully advanced along his blade to the hilt, and then stuck it in the air.
The bright red blood dripped down the blade, and the tip of the blade was only one centimeter away from Ji Dao's body, but it still couldn't penetrate the slightest.
Ji Dao lay down because of Ye Ling's strength. Ye Ling's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the hand holding the scimitar was trembling constantly. But Ji Dao could still feel that she was doing her best to stab the scimitar in an attempt to touch Ji Dao's soul core.