On weekdays, no matter what you say, Muyuan is still a talented young man who can impress people no matter where he goes. Even at the Wangxiantai event, when he lost to Xiang Luoxi in a competition of strength, he never
I belittle myself. Since then, I have increased my physical strength like crazy, leaving more sweat than the water I drank!
But while he was meditating, these two men attacked him secretly. They had the upper hand at the beginning of the battle. Coupled with the two men's stick skills, he was retreating steadily and was unable to fight back.
If he adjusts himself to his peak state and then fights with these two people, it is not certain that he will win or lose. Although it sounds harsh, it is indeed the case.
Muyuan gritted his teeth, with a slightly ferocious expression on his face, and said word by word:
"Okay, since you have driven me to a dead end, let's die here together!"
He is different from ordinary young masters. He is not comparable to Fan Zijin. Since his childhood, Master Muyuan has grown up in difficult cultivation. It is said that it is because of some congenital diseases. It is said that some people have asserted that because of his weak body
, so it was absolutely impossible for him to become a martial artist, but after practicing day and night, a miracle happened. Muyuan actually broke through himself and forcibly carved a path for himself.
Those who forge a new path out of adversity should have the appearance of a venerable person.
After that, the name Muyuan spread far and wide, and several cities around him knew such a number one person. Because of this, Muyuan naturally believed that he was a born sage. With his arrogance, he naturally did not allow anyone to do this.
If they trample on their own majesty, even if they end up dead, Muyuan will take their lives with them.
Faced with such a threat, the two men in black robes not only didn't care, but the one among them increased the force of his feet, leaving an obvious shoe print on Muyuan's chest. With such an action, they committed a crime
The worst mistake you should make is not killing someone in time.
Suddenly, a blue light flashed through, piercing the layers of tree trunks, but its power did not diminish at all. The sudden sense of crisis caused the man in black who had put his foot on Muyuan to flee immediately. The two figures retreated violently, leaving Zero alone.
He raised the long silver stick in his hand, and with the crisp sound of metal collision, the man used the long stick to knock away the incoming blue light.
After being knocked away, a blue flying knife was seen deeply embedded in the rock on the side, with faint frost condensation between the punctured cracks.
"who!"
The man in black robes on the left yelled. If he hadn't reacted quickly before, he might have been pierced by the flying knife. Who is he? He dared to interfere in this matter.
I saw a blue figure approaching, it was Xiang Luoxi. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the two men in black robes with Qingyao Sword in hand. Then, Junzidao fell from the sky and landed beside Muyuan.
"Cough...cough..."
"you......"
Junzidao didn't waste much time and directly handed him a Bailing Fruit. He was severely injured and perhaps couldn't fully recover due to the medicinal power of the Bailing Fruit, but they didn't have any extra pills in their hands, so they could only make do with it.
"This is Brother Xiang's idea. We'll discuss anything later!"
He helped Muyuan to a giant tree and leaned under the tree.
After doing this, Junzidao turned around, ready to lend a helping hand to Xiang Luoxi. Muyuan stretched out his trembling right hand, lifted it up and put it down feebly, and said tremblingly:
"Little...be careful with the stick skills of those two!"
The eyes turned to this side. Before and after Xiang Luoxi rushed up, the two men in black robes not only did not panic, but looked confident. The long sticks in their hands touched lightly and then rushed forward.
Xiang Luoxi's swordsmanship improved rapidly. Long Ye taught him a swordsmanship called "Liuyu". The attack was sharp and fierce. However, Xiang Luoxi was still in the initial stage of mastery. He could strike three swords per second. If he mastered this swordsmanship,
, capable of reaching the terrifying ten swords in one second!
The sword light slashed out one after another, swaying like willow branches in spring. Facing such an offensive, the two men in black robes had no intention of retreating. The long silver sticks in their hands danced in a fancy way, and they attacked each other with swords. They were easily defeated by them.
Then he took it. Seeing that the battle was in a stalemate, Xiang Luoxi frowned slightly.
With the Liuyu Sword Technique, Nei Dao uses a fierce offensive to bring the opponent into his own attack rhythm, and naturally has the upper hand. However, the two people's stick techniques complement each other, and the defense is watertight. No matter how he attacks, the situation in front of him is
The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, one was defending and the other was attacking, which forced Xiang Luoxi to defend with his sword.
Over time, the battle fell into a stalemate, and the attacks of both sides seemed to have formed a balance. Seeing this scene, Muyuan not far away couldn't help but feel jealous. He was retreating steadily under the attack of the two of them, but Xiang Luoxi was able to
Hold your ground, even though you are not as good as the two, you are still much better than yourself.
At the grand event in Nawang Xiantai, he lost to Xiang Luoxi in a duel of strength, which had already become a big knot in his heart. He didn't expect to be saved by him today.
From the perspective of the matchup, it is natural to know which of the two sides is stronger and weaker.
The aftermath of the three-man battle left scars all over the area for several meters. Although they were in a stalemate, they also had obvious advantages and disadvantages. The two men in black robes pressed forward step by step. Although Xiang Luoxi was able to handle it with ease, he kept retreating.
With.
The repulsive force of the long sword and long stick made Xiang Luoxi's fingers numb. In terms of a protracted battle, he was definitely not the opponent of the two in front of him, but fortunately, he was not alone.
A ray of white light flashed straight across, forcing the three of them to retreat. Junzidao slowly walked out from behind Xiang Luoxi. The weapon in his hand was actually a giant scythe that was incompatible with his temperament. Paired with a white suit,
It's like white impermanence comes to the world.
Looking at the giant scythe in his hand, it is as tall as a man, and its body is purple-red. The sharp edge can break hair and make it dazzling. The purple color on it may be the blood that has been leached out over many years.
color.
"Brother Xiang, I think how about one of us?"
"That's exactly what I meant!"
The two fists joined together, and then they rushed out like two ghosts, with a series of afterimages passing behind them. Judging from the speed, Junzidao was actually on par with Xiang Luoxi. In the battle over the past few days,
, he has never used this giant scythe, perhaps because his opponent is strong, so he has to use his own trump card.
Working together, one person faced the other. The two men in black separated from each other, and their strength seemed to have lost most of their strength. Seeing that the person confronting Xiang Luoxi could only defend continuously at the speed of three swords per second.
Sparks burst out from the intersection of the two weapons, and for a moment, the situation reversed. It was Xiang Luoxi's turn to take the initiative.
"Tch, as expected, you two can't even compare to my fingers if you two are separated!"
Xiang Luoxi said sarcastically that he spoke like this to disturb the man's heart. Once he panicked, he would have a chance to win.
Looking to the other side, Junzi Dao, who had always behaved elegantly, actually showed his wild side at this time, waving the giant scythe with both arms, hitting the black-robed man's head with every blow, as if he wanted to chop it off directly.
The opponent did not dare to underestimate him and could only keep retreating under his crazy offensive. The two people who had the advantage before were actually at a disadvantage after Jun Zidao joined the battle.
"Beautiful! That's it!"
In the distance, Mu Yuan, who had eaten the Bai Ling Guo, clenched his fist with one hand and watched the battle between the four of them excitedly. He wished he could recover now and join the battlefield.
Under the influence of this lark fruit, the injuries in his body had initially improved, and his limbs had gained strength. He was holding on to the tree trunk with one hand while standing up with difficulty.
"Huh~ The strength of these two guys should not be underestimated. At the last Wangxiantai event, we underestimated this gentleman..."
Looking at the man in black who was confronting Jun Zidao, he was covered in blood. Although the long stick could withstand the giant scythe, Jun Zidao could always scratch his body. Although it was only superficial damage, it was not serious.
However, judging from the state of the two warring parties, he has already fallen into defeat.
Within half a quarter of an hour, the two men in black were both defeated. Xiang Luoxi's eyebrows were fixed, and his inner strength was quickly applied to his right leg, and he kicked the man in the chest.
He couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood and flew straight out for more than ten meters before barely stopping.
On the other side, Junzidao's method was perfect. The giant scythe penetrated the man's chest directly. The blood in the black-robed man's body also cooled down rapidly until he completely lost consciousness. He let go of his hands and the silver-white
The long stick fell heavily to the ground, and the body of the man in black robe was also hung on the giant scythe. With a flick of his hand, the body flew towards the other man in black robe.
"How dare you...?"
Seeing the body of his companion, the man was shocked, angry, and a little scared at the same time.
But Xiang Luoxi frowned, he did not kill him, it was just because of his temporary softness, but Junzidao actually took the man's life directly and neatly, which was shocking.
The remaining men in black robes were trembling, but not because of fear, but because of anger.
Among the forces behind them, the two of them had a higher position by relying on this stick technique. If they were used alone, they would be at the bottom among all the brothers. If they had not practiced the same technique together, they would still be still there today.
If you are not reused, even if you escape successfully, your status will inevitably plummet.
"Brother Xiang, you are a little soft-hearted..."
Junzidao put away the giant scythe and walked slowly to Xiang Luoxi's side. The man in black robe had lost his fighting spirit to resist. He also inserted the Qingyao Sword into the scabbard at his waist and put it into the Sifang Yuzhong.
"I just don't want to contaminate human lives..."
Xiang Luoxi replied helplessly that the number of lives lost in his hands is probably still a small number.
The way of a gentleman is different. He has become accustomed to killing, so it is not surprising.
Looking at Xiang Luoxi, who was still a little immature, Junzidao shook his head, smiled, and said:
"Brother Xiang, one day you will understand the truth. Killing is not a subjective wish, but may also be forced by the environment."
After that, Jun Zidao casually took out a short blade from his sleeve, quickly swung it out, and accurately pierced the heart of the man in black robe. After Zero One died, he no longer had any desire to resist, waiting for himself
The ending may be death.
The blood flowed out gurglingly, and life fluctuations were soon lost. Junzidao also stepped forward at this time and plundered the two people's storage tools.
From the wrists of the two people, two crudely made storage bracelets were taken out. When the two men died, the storage bracelets naturally became ownerless objects. When consciousness entered them, these two storage bracelets
The space of the physical bracelet is only a few cubic meters.
The next second, Jun Zidao thought, and the items in the two storage bracelets came out. White lights fell on the ground. The only things they had were some pills and a bunch of yellow talismans.
At this moment, Mu Yuan stepped forward and was about to thank Jun Zidao when he heard Jun Zidao's words:
"This spirit-suppressing talisman is the foundation of the spirit formation, and the surrounding layer of barrier comes from this..."