"Xuan'er, Senior Shadow Master's strength is extraordinary. If my brother and I are in a state of defeat, you can always lend a helping hand. There is no need to ask my brother for instructions before taking any action."
Liu Mingzhi suddenly told his younger sister Liu Xuan these words. At the moment when Liu Xuan's expression was instinctively startled, Young Master Liu held the Heavenly Sword and attacked the Shadow Master like an arrow flying from the string.
Liu Xuan was stunned for a moment because of her elder brother's words, and a hint of appreciation flashed through the film owner's sharp eyes.
The moment Young Master Liu took action, the Shadow Master not only did not take a defensive stance, he even attacked Young Master Liu without even condensing his body-protecting energy.
The Shadow Master's move was not because he was arrogant, but because Liu Dashao, who was attacking at a very fast speed, also did not use protective energy.
Out of respect for his opponent, the Shadow Master will naturally not condense Gang Qi to protect his body.
In an instant, the swords collided, and the harsh sound of clashing swords echoed in several people's ears.
There were afterimages of the two people fighting each other in mid-air. Even Liu Xuan, who was standing on the ground, could only observe some erratic afterimages and the firelight from the swords clashing.
The two people fighting in the air were truly engaged in a battle between warriors.
Young Master Liu, who had been slashed back several feet by the Shadow Master's Yan Ling Saber, ignored his sore and numb arms, held a sword flower and swung the sword forward again to stab the Shadow Master's heart.
Looking at Young Master Liu who is getting more and more courageous as he fights across the street, the sharp eyes of the film owner also reveal a strong fighting spirit. Looking at Young Master Liu flying towards him with a sword, he jumps directly into the air to split Huashan Mountain with all his strength.
He slashed at Mr. Liu who was already under him.
Liu Dashao, who seemed to have expected that the shadow master would dodge his attack, did not panic when the shadow master slashed the Yan Ling sword directly above his head. He suddenly flipped over in the air, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and holding it horizontally with the other.
Dragging the blade of the Heavenly Sword, he flew forward again.
With a clang and a crisp roar, the Yan Ling Dao's cold and shimmering blade accurately struck the cold sword body of the Heavenly Sword, and layers of strong wind visible to the naked eye quickly spread to the surrounding areas.
Under the devastating power of Yan Ling's sword, Young Master Liu and the Shadow Master simultaneously fell about three feet towards the ground with the remaining strength of the sword. They were about two feet away from the ground.
He stopped.
With cold eyes, he looked at the shadow master who was holding a knife above his head and looking down at him. Liu Mingzhi turned his hands with all his strength, with blue veins bulging out. The blade of the Heavenly Sword, which was suppressed by the Yanling Saber, directly rubbed out a clear sound.
spark.
Young Master Liu retracted his left hand that was holding the sword without any warning, and directly grasped the hilt. The resistance of the sword suddenly loosened, and the Shadow Master holding the Yanling Saber was inevitably affected by the sudden loss of strength.
The remaining energy flew towards the ground.
Liu Mingzhi seemed to have known that this situation would happen to the shadow master. The moment the shadow master fell, he turned sideways and volleyed several times and appeared behind the shadow master. He held the hilt of the sword and slashed hard with both hands that were ready to strike.
Toward between the shadow master's legs.
Because the shadow master's strength suddenly disappeared, he secretly said something bad when Liu Dashao turned sideways. When he noticed the sword light slashing between his legs, the shadow master hurriedly retracted his legs in fear, and backhanded the Yan Ling Saber.
Swing behind you to block.
The moment the Yan Ling Saber was swung to the lower back by the Shadow Master, a half-moon-shaped sky sword slashed hard on the Shadow Master's blade.
The loud noise was clear and sweet, and the bursting wind caused ripples to sweep away in all directions. The shadow master who had received the sharp sword hit the ground quickly with his sword.
There was a muffled sound, and another burst of smoke flew up on the land that was already crisscrossed with ravines. Young Master Liu stared at the smoke and dust that had splashed out in several circles, and his figure was falling elegantly towards the ground.
After landing, Young Master Liu gasped for air, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably. Even so, Young Master Liu still did not relax his vigilance. He resisted his sore arms and raised the Heavenly Sword again in the smoke.
Looking for the shadow of the film owner.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."
The shadow master's muffled coughing sound immediately came out in the smoke, and Liu Dashao looked serious and started to take the offensive to confirm the shadow master's position.
What Liu Mingzhi didn't expect was that the film owner took the Yanling knife and walked out of the smoke and dust.
The film owner held a knife in one hand and kept beating it on his lower back with the other hand, moving away from the range of the billowing smoke and dust behind him.
"In the army... Phew... The fighting skills in the army, Your Majesty, you actually integrated the fighting skills that the generals desperately used into the Nine Styles Sword Song.
I admire you, I admire you sincerely, whether the prince believes it or not, this is what I say from the bottom of my heart."
The film owner's words were extremely sincere, without the slightest hint of cynicism or overt praise or understatement.
Although the sword attack was at his lower third, it was not done by King Bingjian deliberately to humiliate himself. In the situation just now, that kind of behavior was purely out of the instinct of a martial arts practitioner.
The film owner can still see this, so the film owner doesn't think there is anything inappropriate in Liu Dashao's moves, let alone anything dirty.
Recalling the fierce force of Young Master Liu's sword that struck between his legs just now, even the Shadow Master, who had already seen life and death, couldn't help but tremble his legs a few times, with a trembling light in his eyes.
If King Bingjian's sword had been effective, wouldn't he have to... If that happened, the result would be even more unacceptable than killing himself.
Let me ask you, who in the world wants to be an incomplete man?
The film owner doesn't want to. It should be said that no man would have this idea. Even those in the palace, few people are willing to be an incomplete man.
Because of this situation, 99% of people are helpless.
Liu Mingzhi ignored the shadow master's praise for him, which he didn't know whether it was true or not. He bowed his body like a bow, gathered his strength and flew towards the shadow master again.
Now he just wants to have a real fight with the movie host. No matter whether he wins or loses, he just wants to see the result.
When the film owner saw Young Master Liu's brave posture, his eyes flashed with eagerness, and he attacked Young Master Liu again just like before.
From the fight on the ground to the fight in the air, the two seemed to have ignored the existence of external objects. They only saw each other and the selfless fight.
"Senior, take my move and the Ninth Sword Song is amazing."
"Okay, I'll wait and see. Your Majesty will also take my move. Mountains and rivers are boundless."
The two of them didn't look like rivals fighting each other, but rather like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, competing against each other. While fighting, they actually had the leisure to remind each other of the moves they were about to perform.
The sword light of the comet hitting the moon and the shocking sword light shot towards the middle position with unstoppable power from the north and south directions.
Two dazzling cold lights intersected, first emitting a gleaming light in mid-air, and then a burst of earth-shattering explosions rose into the sky and shook in all directions.
The brilliant and dazzling brilliance swayed with layers of strong winds, and spread out in all directions. Two figures were mixed in the fifth strong wind and invariably rose from the air.
It flew out from within the radiance.
The two figures that flew upside down and floated in mid-air for several breaths, then flew towards each other again with raging Qi surging throughout their bodies.
The afterimages of the two people were walking back and forth in mid-air, no matter how close they were to each other.
Compared with the domineering but somewhat elegant swordsmanship of the film master, Mr. Liu's sword moves are elegant and unrestrained but mixed with direct and fierce power. Each of his light and fierce sword moves is better than the last, and he has a completely life-threatening attitude.
Attack all the key points on the Shadow Master's body.
Under the attack of Liu Mingzhi's sword energy that condensed the true energy, the shadow master had a tendency that was difficult to resist.
Young Master Liu becomes more courageous as he fights, while the film host becomes more frightened as he fights.
There were hundreds of moves in a row, and King Bingjian's sword moves actually contained majestic and powerful zhenqi in every move. How deep was his zhenqi that he could support so much consumption of zhenqi?
Young Master Liu didn't know the horror of the shadow master's current mood. The two internal skills of Yin and Yang, the Harmony of Great Compassion and the Yiqi Sutra were running alternately in the eight meridians, and a steady stream of true energy surged in one after another.
Towards the second line of Ren and Du.
The vigorous vitality in his veins gave Mr. Liu an unpleasant feeling, causing him to desperately use all his moves to attack the Shadow Master in a dense and continuous manner.
Another wave of true energy was ready to go off. Liu Mingzhi held the heavenly sword and kept spinning in the air like a windmill. The heavenly sword condensed with sword energy slashed horizontally towards the shadow master.
The sword blade struck again and again on the blade that the Shadow Master was blocking in front of him. The clanging sound was endless, and the sparks of the swords striking each other were dazzling.
Liu Mingzhi seemed to be running tirelessly, attacking and killing the film owner again and again.