In addition to Tie Ningshuang and Wuchanggui, Cui Ming, Tongchuan, Tieju and others are also full of fighting spirit!
Putting aside the fact that people and gods were outraged by what Yang Dao did, they, the Five Hell Kings, are one body.
We are brothers who share weal and woe!
Now, the brothers may be in danger, and they all have to step forward regardless of their own safety.
"Hahahaha, okay, good fight!"
"As expected of my rookie, Yang Dao, he played well!"
"Just let go of the fight and I'll tell you who's going to die!"
Seeing that Yang Dao became more and more courageous as he fought, Ma Hongtao's sword skills gradually became clumsy, and even several of his swordsmanship was repeated. It seemed that he was almost at the end of his skills.
Qin Biao seemed to smell the smell of blood, and the brutal factors in his body were aroused, and he shouted proudly.
After receiving his approval, Yang Dao's eyes turned red and became more fierce.
Seeing the right opportunity, he suddenly raised his hand, and the blade between his fingers shot out with cold light and went straight to the old horse's door.
The old horse roared low and stepped back hastily. Then he held the Miao Dao horizontally.
With a clang, the knife in front of him was knocked away. Yang Dao raised his hand, and the blade in his other hand arrived.
The old horse couldn't block it, so he had to evade it urgently.
With a sneer, a cut was made on his left arm, and blood immediately stained his sleeve red.
Yang Dao smiled ferociously and said, "I thought there was something special about you, but you were just a second-level Miao Dao."
"Brother, do you have any other moves? If not, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble today."
Seeing this, Tie Ningshuang and the others finally couldn't hold back their anger. They roared and rushed forward.
"Don't get excited." Qin Tian stretched out his hand to stop him and said with a calm smile: "I believe in Lao Ma."
"Now is the time to truly witness the miracle."
Everyone was puzzled.
According to their understanding, all of Lao Ma's skills are in the first and second paths of Miao Dao. Among them, the first path is fierce and sharp.
The second path is treacherous and feminine.
Generally speaking, most people who can withstand the first step will fail on the second step.
From this aspect, I have to admit that Yang Dao is indeed a rare master. Moreover, he is very proficient in sword techniques.
Not only can he withstand two attacks, but he can also become braver with each battle and maintain his advantage.
Judging from the current situation, Lao Ma has no moves at his disposal. Why does Qin Tian still believe in Lao Ma?
However, Tie Ningshuang and others firmly believed that Qin Tian's judgment was not wrong. So although they were puzzled, they endured it and did not say anything.
Everyone has their own thoughts and is paying attention to the situation.
I saw that Lao Ma had been forced into a blind corner and would soon be defeated under Yang Dao's sharp offensive.
At this moment, the old horse, which seemed to have run out of tricks, suddenly slashed out diagonally.
This sword was slow and careless, and it didn't have much power. Compared with the fierceness and sharpness of the first sword technique, the softness and treacherousness of the second sword technique was even like a child's game.
Is he really at his wits end?
The men in black who followed Qin Biao couldn't help but chuckle. In their eyes, Yang Dao was about to win.
In this round, after all, it was Master Qin Biao who slapped Qin Tian, a useless young man, in the face.
At first, Yang Dao had the same idea. When he saw Lao Ma's clumsy stab, he even wanted to laugh.
However, before he could laugh, he felt something was wrong.
Because he suddenly realized that a seemingly ordinary sword blocked all his offensive attacks from all aspects.
It seems like a coincidence, but it's also wonderful.
He is a master, and he can grasp the changes on the battlefield very accurately. In an instant, he thought of various ways to deal with it in his mind.
In the end, it was discovered that everything was of no avail. There was no single move that could break through the cut of Ma Hongtao's sword.
In desperation, he could only reluctantly give up the advantage he had finally won and took a step back.
He took a step back, and the old horse took a step forward.