Zhou An watched it for a long time but couldn't see anything strange about this sword technique. Why was the person's body not injured when he hit it, but instead fainted? It felt like it was just an ordinary sword technique.
There must be something fishy about this swordsmanship, but with his current knowledge, he can't tell it.
The other Taoist priest could easily see it. Every blow of the fly whisk was carried with great force. One swing could throw the whole person away. It was very powerful. It had the same effect as his heavy sword, but it was just that
The fly whisk uses Qiao Jin with huge power, while the heavy sword used by me, with huge power and a hint of Qiao Jin, is exactly the opposite. It is possible that the difference between the two weapons results in different attack effects.
When Zhou An was observing the moves of the two men, the two men quickly knocked down all the big man's group. They were either unconscious or lying on the ground groaning.
"Zhou An, you will definitely die today. You don't have to run away. With the two of us here, you can't escape even if you want to." Wu Dao took a step forward and said to Zhou An.
As soon as he said this, the Han group was dumbfounded. It was inconsistent with what Zhou An said just now. Wasn't he his Taoist bodyguard? How could he become an enemy? Only then did they realize that they had been tricked by Zhou An.
, it turned out that Zhou An asked them to bite the tiger, so that he could take advantage of the situation, and then everyone in the big Han group looked at Zhou An angrily.
"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me? What grudges do I have with you?" He seemed to have never offended any Taoist priest before, but today this Taoist priest shouted at him, indicating that they must have grudges, so Zhou An thought
Ask for clarification.
"Wu Liang, do you still remember?" Wu Dao said coldly.
Hearing this name, Zhou An couldn't remember that he had killed a Taoist named Wu Liang before, and finally said: "I don't know him, you must have found the wrong person."
Wu Dao almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, and said with anger: "Tie Ding and Tie Bing, do you know that when they made trouble for you, my son Wu Liang was among them, and he never came back."
Zhou An vaguely seemed to remember something. When there were only two people left in the group that killed Tie Bing and Tie Ding, one of them seemed to have said something. He couldn't remember exactly, but he seemed to be the nephew of the seventh disciple of Xuan Xuanzi. He then asked: "You guys
It’s from Xuan Qing Guan.”
"I remember, let's give him the head!" Wu Dao said with a whisk.
"If you want me to confer a head, you must rely on your true skills." Zhou An has already seen that the strength of the two of them is at the limit of blood coagulation. Among them, Wu Dao's strength is reflected in the strength, which is easy to deal with. As for the other Xuancheng's sword skills, it is a bit weak.
Weird, just be careful.
Now that he could see the truth and the truth, Zhou An was no longer afraid. He took out the large ring sword and heavy sword from his back, and said to Qingwu next to him: "Step aside and watch me fight them all off."
Qingwu nodded gently. She knew that her strength was a bit weak, so when she saw Zhou An taking action, she stepped aside and looked at Zhou An worriedly. As long as something happened to Zhou An, she would try her best to save him.
"Junior brother Xuancheng, please stand by and watch me kill the enemy." Wu Dao waved his Taoist robe and rushed towards Zhou An with a fly whisk.
Zhou An picked up the heavy sword and turned it into thousands of sword shadows, slashing towards Wu Dao.
Wu Dao's whisk was filled with thousands of white threads, and each white thread was pierced with a shadow. He wanted to distinguish which shadow was real, but Zhou An's heavy sword seemed slow, but in fact it was very fast. Before he could tell,
When he came out, the epee had already slashed towards his left shoulder.
Wu Dao looked calm and blocked the handle of the fly whisk at his shoulder. With a crash, the epee hit the handle and Wu Dao was knocked back three or four steps.
Slightly inferior!
However, Wu Dao didn't pay attention. This was just the first move. Then he moved forward again. Wu Dao's fly whisk was thrown towards Zhou An's body with great force.
Zhou An used the Great Ring Sword, and swung out several sword lights, attacking Wu Dao's eyes, nose, and mouth. At the same time, the blade of the Great Ring Sword kept changing its position, making Wu Dao not sure where it came from.
Directional attack.
Wu Dao An Ling, Zhou An's sword attack can be compared to Junior Brother Xuancheng's sword attack. It seems that he needs to use his true skills, otherwise he will not be able to defeat him with his current strength.
Thinking of this, Wu Dao shouted: "The dust is blowing to the ground!"
Then Wu Dao took the whisk and swung it towards the earth. With a bang, the ground was broken every inch, and countless fine soil, sand and gravel flew up. Then Wu Dao's whisk rolled up towards the fine soil, sand and gravel, and then he swung it towards Zhou An.
, countless fine soil and sand flew towards Zhou An's face with the sound of breaking through the air.
Zhou An quickly stopped the attack of the Great Ring Sword, and used Piaoyun Step, like a cloud and mist, to appear one meter away. This time, the two of them fought each other.
The Wu Dao in front of him is indeed very strong, but he has not yet used the two-hand fighting technique, which means he has used half of his strength.
"You have good strength, and you are also a top figure among the younger generation. It's a pity that you killed Liang'er, otherwise I would have taken you into the Xuanqing Temple and asked the temple owner to accept you as his disciple." Wu Dao sighed,
He already knew that Zhou An was only fourteen years old this year. To reach this level of strength at the age of fourteen was already considered a genius. It was a pity that they were enemies of life and death, and one of them had to survive.
When he thought of his beloved son, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. He only had one son. He was born in his fifties, so he was old enough to have a son. As a result, the white-haired man gave away the black-haired man. If he didn't avenge this, what would he do?
father!
When he was grieving, Zhou An didn't respond at all, and continued to attack, using the heavy sword to chop towards the top of his head.
Wu Dao once again held the handle of the whisk to block the top of his head, and blocked the epee. Having suffered the previous disadvantage, this time he used the soft force. As long as the epee hit his handle, he could use the force.
The force is transmitted to the feet.
With a bang, Wu Dao was not knocked away, but a gap opened in the ground under his feet. When he wanted to attack with a whisk, Zhou An's heavy sword slashed down again, so he had to resist again and hit him again.
The force was transmitted to his feet, but Zhou An's heavy sword slashed down again.
Just like this, Zhou An's heavy sword kept slashing down with one sword after another. Half of Wu Dao's legs were cut into the ground.
Zhou An used the third move of Chongshan Sword Technique, which is called Triple Four. This move is a continuous attack. As long as Zhou An doesn't stop, he will always strike with one blow.
At this time, Wu Dao was full of sinister looks. Now he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off. If he had known better, he would not have resisted. If he had directly confronted him head-on, he would not have ended up in this situation. It is too late to regret.
In fact, what he wanted to fight back was that Zhou An's epee was too fast, and it fell before he could make a move. He could only block it. If he didn't block it and forced a move, one of the swords would definitely hit him.
On his body, Zhou An was holding a heavy sword. Each sword had a force of a hundred kilograms. If it struck him, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At this moment, Xuancheng's voice came to Wu Dao's ears: "Brother, do you want me to take action?"
When Wu Dao heard Xuancheng's voice, he knew that Xuancheng used the secret technique of sound transmission to transmit messages to him.
But now, should he use the bottom-of-the-box move, or should he wait for Junior Brother Xuancheng to come to save him? After thinking about it, he decided to use it instead. He didn't want Junior Brother Xuancheng to come to save him. After all, this was about his senior brother's face.
"No need, I have my own way to deal with him, just watch." Wu Dao passed the message and said.
When Zhou An raised his heavy sword again, Wu Dao did not block it anymore, but suddenly swung his fly whisk towards Zhou An, and countless white threads shot toward Zhou An.
Zhou An was horrified. If he was hit, he would be pierced by countless white threads, and he would not be able to escape. Then he stopped cutting the heavy sword, and used the silver body skill, and immediately used the Piaoyun Step to dodge away into the distance.
After a burst of white silk was shot, Zhou An appeared eight meters away. His left arm was all red dots. He was shot by the white silk. Although he dodged quickly, it still hit his left arm. Although
The silver body skill is very strong, but there are a lot of red dots on it.
At this moment, Wu Dao jumped into the air. His feet that were sinking in the soil jumped into the air and landed on the ground nearby. Then, before Zhou An could take a breath, he rushed towards Zhou An with his bare whisk.
As he rushed forward, a two-foot-long cone sprouted from the front of Fo Chen, who was originally bald, and stabbed towards Zhou An's heart.
Zhou An picked up the heavy sword with his left hand and blocked it towards his heart, and with the large ring knife in his right hand, he slashed towards Wu Dao's neck.
Wu Dao lowered his head, then held the fly whisk with his side and stabbed Zhou An's mouth.