Chapter 0089 Dusk Drizzle Red Sleeve Knife Technique
"Your knife is beautiful."
Feng Mo, who had always been taciturn, looked at the bright red color that Ying Wuque slowly pulled out of the scabbard, his eyes unabashedly admiring the knife.
At this moment, Ying Wuque's temperament also changed. He gently stroked the blade, and his soft eyes seemed to be looking at his lover.
And the knife in his hand indeed looks like a beautiful lady who has taken off her veil. Its blade is transparent and its blade is crimson, like transparent glass with crimson bone ridges in it.
The knife is slightly short, and the curve of the knife is like the slender waist of a peerless beauty, showing off the charm and beauty.
Of course, what is even more brilliant is that magnificent sword light!
Ying Wuque had already struck out with the first sword. The sword technique was sad and strange, fast and sharp, and it struck directly at Feng Mo's neck. The rippling red color was like the flirtatious eyebrows of this peerless beauty!
Every smile makes people obsessed with it!
The admiration in Feng Mo's eyes did not disappear, and when faced with this knife, he just resisted it with a fleshy palm, and the shadows of the palms seemed to turn into mountains hidden in the clouds!
And that beautiful lady is already trapped in this deep mountain.
There is no place for the sword to attack, so it can only retreat suddenly!
"Tianshan Liuyang Palm and Dusk Drizzle Red Sleeve Sword Technique..." Yan Kuangshan, who was originally a little absent-minded, looked much more serious.
As a strong man who was only one step away from entering the Grand Master Realm, he originally just looked at the showdown between the two Dzogchen Tongmai Realm warriors.
But just from the test of this first move, he had to take it seriously, because in terms of the power of the moves alone, both of them can already threaten the masters who have just entered the innate realm.
As for this moment, the noisy voices in the audience have long since disappeared, and countless people are looking eagerly at the two figures who are carefree and wanton on the stage!
Whether it is the Tianshan Liuyang Palm or the Dusk Drizzle Red Sleeve Sword Technique, there is a unique sense of beauty when performed, just like the first meeting between a good young man and a stunning beauty.
Even the murderous intent contained in the palm power and the sword's light can add an extra layer of sadness to this scene.
Qin Fan was dragging his chin at this time, quietly admiring this scene. From the beginning to the end, his eyes never moved away from the red sleeve knife in Ying Wuque's hand.
This sword should not have appeared in this world, but in order to cooperate with the Dusk Drizzle Red Sleeve Sword Technique, it was still born. I don’t know if this is a coincidence, or it is intentional by God.
Then can he also understand that some amazing magic weapons will appear in the world in some way?
For example, the most basic Yitian Sword, the Dragon-Slaying Sword, the Moon in the Well and the Sun-Destroying Bow, or even the peerless sword with extremely strong spirituality, or the Great Evil King!
While he was meditating, Feng Mo and Ying Wuque on the field had already exchanged more than a hundred moves. No matter how their red sleeves fluttered, they were still unable to break through the siege and obstruction of Tianshan Mountain!
Ying Wuque's moves changed again, the blades scattered like a puddle of autumn water, and the sword energy turned into drizzle, instantly covering Feng Mo.
Just relying on this sword, it has shown a powerful combat power that is comparable to the innate realm. When the realm reaches the late stage of Tongmai realm, the weapon can be nourished by the true air, but it is extremely difficult to activate the qi light.
Only the innately powerful or the monsters in the Tongmai Realm can so easily slash out such a small but murderous rain of knives!
At this moment, Ying Wuque was completely immersed in this battle. Perhaps because he saw his sincerity towards the sword, Xiang Bohuai insisted on letting him issue a fight even though he offered some benefits and had to endure his cynicism.
So Xiang Bohuai and Mo Yunlan... things are a little troublesome.
Qin Fan's eyes kept looking towards the arena, but his mind wandered to nowhere.
Facing Ying Wuque's unavoidable sword light and red rain, Feng Mo overlapped his left palm on top of his right palm, and the moment his abundant palm power gathered momentum, it formed a terrifying air wave!
After the palm power was blasted into the air, it was like a ball of blazing light that instantly evaporated all the red rain!
Tianshan Liuyang Palm·The setting sun melts gold!
Looking at the palm print in front of him, the light of the sword in Ying Wuque's hand was as bright as lightning, and he slashed it down angrily with poignant murderous intent. At this moment, the overflowing palm power and sword energy were already attacking in all directions!
The leaders of the forces who were sitting around the ring watching the battle took action one after another, but in the end they could only barely withstand the aftermath!
As for Qin Fan, there was Ada standing in front of him. He just stretched out his strong right arm, and with a casual grip of his broad palm, he crushed the incoming sword light into pieces.
This shocked Dao Kuangjian Chi and Sister Meimei, who had been paying attention to the ring. They had always thought that Ah Da was just a rickety coachman.
To put it bluntly, he is just a handyman, but with this skill alone, he is far superior to those powerful leaders who are quite embarrassed, such as the four families, six gangs, nine gates and thirteen villages.
"So Boss A's strength is probably at the innate level?" Sister Meimei guessed.
Dao Kuang Jian Chi blinked and didn't know how to answer the question for a moment, "What the hell is Boss A? Did you just change his name?"
At this time, Yan Kuangshan's eyes were also on A Da.
"Brother, let's have a discussion if we have a chance."
In response to this, Ah Da just smiled innocently, but with his somewhat ferocious face looking like this, there was no hint of innocence at all.
Qin Fan locked his eyes on Xiang Bohuai at the moment when Yan Kuangshan asked the question. He kept his eyes lowered and was indifferent to the battle in the ring. He also seemed not to show the slightest interest in A Da's strength.
Then Qin Fan took out a handkerchief, coughed twice, and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth out of habit. This move made Xiang Bohuai raise his head slightly.
"Brother Qin, something is not good."
Upon hearing Yan Kuangshan's message, Qin Fan turned his head, but did not respond. He just nodded slightly to show that he understood what the other party meant.
When Yan Kuangshan was about to say something more, his attention was unconsciously attracted by Ying Wuque on the stage.
At this moment, the red sleeve knife in Ying Wuque's hand was covered with an ominous layer of black, and his eyes gradually turned red, making him look like an evil ghost crawling out of hell!
"Brother Feng, be careful next time."
His voice gradually turned cold, and the last trace of reason seemed to be used on the reminder just now.
As Ying Wuque gently closed his eyes, his whole body's temperament changed instantly. It was a kind of indifference that transcended everything!
"This is the true meaning of martial arts! And this seems to be one of the forbidden moves of the Knife Making Hall!" Yan Kuangshan looked at Xiang Bohuai in confusion.
Xiang Bohuai did not continue to choose silence. His voice was a little hoarse, and at the same time there was a touch of pride. This pride was not because of Ying Wuque, but because of this sword move.
"Yes, this move is called Heartless Slash!"
As soon as Xiang Bohuai finished speaking, Ying Wuque's figure was already like an afterimage. At first glance, it looked like six Ying Wuque on the ring were attacking Feng Mo at the same time!
Yan Kuangshan also recalled an introduction about the Ruthless Slash: "The basis of practicing this sword is to be absolutely ruthless and righteous, to be ruthless to love, to be ruthless to relatives and friends!"
"That's not enough, the most crucial sixteen words are missing." Xiang Bohuai said with his eyes to Ying Wuque, who was already on the ring like a dark lotus tightly wrapping Feng Mo.