"Toll fees are divided into two things. One thing is the property of the car, and the other thing is your life!" Wang Sheng took off the golden knife on his back and pointed the tip of the knife that reflected the golden light at Mo Yunzi.
"Are you so sure you can kill me?"
"It's just a fourth-level heavenly martial artist. Killing him is not as easy as chopping vegetables and melons." Wang Sheng said scornfully.
Mo Yunzi remained calm on the surface, but an imperceptible joy flashed across his eyes. He slowly put his hand on the hilt of the sword on his back and said calmly: "Don't underestimate the fourth-level warriors, the realm of the first-level heaven.
The difference is not that big.”
"Stop fooling yourself and others. I will let you know the difference between the fifth-level heavenly martial artist and the fourth-level heavenly warrior. This will be the last thing you learn before you die." Wang Sheng pressed the golden knife in his hand, and the inner strength of his body
It rolled out wildly, forming a substantial storm, carrying the falling snow on the ground and flying into the sky.
"If you have the ability, just come here. I hope the knife in your hand is as powerful as your words." Mo Yunzi drew out the Lengfeng Sword, but it did not arouse any internal energy and still looked so calm. The cold wind was biting.
It blew by and raised the broken corners of his light blue clothes.
While talking, other bandits climbed down the rope one after another and blocked the carriage team from the front and back. They did not rush to attack, but watched the battle on both sides with their weapons. They knew very well that the key to victory or defeat did not lie with them.
As for whether King Shan can successfully kill Mo Yunzi, what they have to do now is to prevent others from escaping and to support King Shan.
Zhao Zheng originally wanted to take action to resist the bandits, but when he saw that the bandits did not attack, he did not act rashly, but continued to wait and see the development of the situation. He focused more on Mo Yunzi and Wang Sheng, and
He reached out and unwrapped some of the package he was carrying, revealing an entrance for his palms to reach in. Under the layers of fabric, there was a dangerous explosive called Thunderbolt Hunyuan Bomb.
Mo Yunzi and Wang Sheng faced each other, their eyes met with each other, and they did not even blink, and they were engaged in a battle of momentum in silence. In comparison, Wang Sheng's momentum was even more powerful, and his internal energy rolled like snowflakes, like a statue.
The great god guarding the mountain in the wind and snow. Mo Yunzi's momentum became more restrained, gathering all his strength together and getting ready to go.
The two looked at each other for a while, but still didn't rush to make a move, as if they were waiting for something.
The bandits waved their weapons and shouted loudly, and the noise echoed in the valley.
A small stone fell from the mountain. It was not thrown by humans, but fell naturally. In the collision of the stone just now, a crack appeared on the mountain wall, and this small stone fell from the crack.
The pebble is like falling into a calm pool, causing a circle of ripples. The calm no longer exists, replaced by layers of progressive waves.
The moment the pebbles fell on the snow, Mo Yunzi and Wang Sheng took action together and ran towards each other with thunderous momentum.
The sword technique that Wang Sheng practices is called Autumn Wind Sword Technique, which is taken from the meaning of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The sword technique is wild and uninhibited, and the attack is fierce. Once it moves, it is like a strong autumn wind. He kicks the ground fiercely and rushes forward with his strong body.
When he came out, all his internal energy surged, blowing away all the floating snow wherever he passed.
The snowflakes formed a wave of air and hit Mo Yunzi before Wang Sheng could, swallowing Mo Yunzi whole like a white giant beast's mouth.
Mo Yunzi still restrained his strength and let the wind and snow hit him without wasting any energy to fight against it.
Wang Sheng jumped in the air to Mo Yunzi's head, raised the knife in his hand, and cut through the wind and snow. His internal energy was intertwined with the golden light, covering the outside of the blade, making the strike surface expand several times. The blade, which was originally one meter long,
It suddenly expanded to as much as three meters!
If a fourth-level heavenly warrior faced this sword, he would almost be doomed, but Mo Yunzi was not the fourth-level heavenly warrior that Wang Sheng expected!
It's time to show off your true strength!
Mo Yunzi's eyes, which were originally ancient, burst out with a ferocious light like a beast at this moment, and his movement speed suddenly accelerated, no less than that of Wang Sheng. He used Zu Xun's sword technique to calculate the flaw of Wang Sheng's head-on strike.
He turned sideways to avoid the sharp edge of the blade, and then used his sword to hit the back of Wang Sheng's neck.
This seemingly simple sword contained extremely powerful internal force, tearing open a gap in the internal force surrounding Wang Sheng's body and penetrating into it.
When Wang Sheng saw this, he secretly shouted: "Oops, I was deceived by this little brat. His strength is more than the fourth level!" He quickly changed his moves, spinning his body in mid-air, and the blade that was falling vertically swept along.
He turned to one side and stepped forward to block the thrusting sword.
These changes and reactions were all within the calculation of Zu Xun's sword technique. Mo Yunzi flipped his wrist in just a short moment, and the sword thrust out diagonally turned into a thrust downward, stabbing Wang Sheng's left shoulder.
, the internal force tore through the tough skin, and then penetrated into the bones.
Mo Yunzi flashed a stern look, and increased his strength on his wrist. The power was transferred to the tip of the sword, and it exploded in the wound. Blood, flesh and broken bones flew out from it, which showed the fierceness of the power.
Wang Sheng's expression changed drastically. He could hardly believe what he saw in front of him. Just a small misjudgment caused his left arm to become useless. He could no longer move and could only try his best to keep it close to his ribs.
The two of them used old moves and landed on the ground one after another. Wang Sheng was seriously injured and was at a disadvantage. After landing, he immediately launched a crazy counterattack. He held a big golden knife in one hand and danced airtight, forcing Mo Yunzi back.
.
Mo Yunzi jumped lightly and deliberately stood upwind, taking advantage. A drop of blood slid down the tip of the Lengfeng Sword and fell to the ground, as if a red flower had bloomed.
"Little bastard, it turns out you just hid your true strength!" Wang Sheng's eyes turned red and he said angrily.
"Soldiers never tire of deceit. Warriors are just as cunning and changeable as strategists. During a battle, the enemy's moves, language, and even eyes may be fatal traps. These words I say will be the last thing you learn before you die.
Something." Mo Yunzi returned Wang Sheng's previous words intact.
Wang Sheng was so angry that he clenched his steel teeth and wanted to eat Mo Yunzi alive. In fact, he had not underestimated the enemy just now. That sword almost used 90% of his strength, but because he lacked the last 10% of his strength, he
It caused him to lose his left arm. He should have gone all out just now. In that case, it would never be the current situation.
In a battle between warriors of the same strength, just a little mistake can be fatal.
When the bandits around saw that the mountain king was seriously injured, they were shocked. The timid ones became timid, and the bad-tempered ones cursed, but no one dared to step forward rashly to disrupt the fight between the two masters.
Wang Sheng glanced at the wound on his left arm, and a large amount of blood gushes out from it, quickly dyeing his clothes red. The blood emits white heat in the cold winter, and this heat is the power of life. He raised his right hand, intending to use a knife
He touched the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding. But Mo Yunzi did not give him this chance. As soon as he raised the knife, Mo Yunzi attacked fiercely.
The Leng Feng Sword turned into a ray of cold light that was colder than ice and snow, and went straight to Wang Sheng's choked throat, forcing Wang Sheng to take back his hand that was trying to tap acupoints and move to resist. The Leng Feng Sword drew a circle halfway and turned to attack.
He aimed at Wang Sheng's left arm. This part had been injured. Injury meant there was a flaw. Zu Xun's swordsmanship was best at seizing the enemy's flaw to attack violently.
Wang Sheng shouted angrily and danced the big golden sword up and down, blocking the attack of Leng Fengjian. The blade collided with the sword body, and the two internal forces collided violently. Both sides were impacted and each bounced away. Mo Yunzi just struck.
After landing, he rushed forward again, this time still staring closely at the wound on Wang Sheng's left shoulder.
The two are equally matched in speed, internal strength, moves, etc., but Wang Sheng was seriously injured, so Mo Yunzi has the upper hand. This advantage will have a subtle impact on the hearts of the two, causing the disadvantaged party to fall into
A greater disadvantage allows the party with an advantage to gain a greater advantage.
Mo Yunzi took advantage of the victory and pursued, like a ghostly figure, frequently appearing next to Wang Sheng, erratic, left and right. Wang Sheng was like a trapped animal in a trap, retreating steadily under Mo Yunzi's fierce attack.
Two more wounds soon appeared on his body. The blood that kept pouring out represented his constant loss of vitality.
When the fight reached the tenth round, Wang Sheng saw the opportunity and tried to restore the situation. He used the killing move "Spring and Autumn Kill" in the Qiufeng Sword Technique. The blade drew several slashes in mid-air, and the sword attacked.
Xiang Mo Yunzi's vital point. This move is very powerful, but Mo Yunzi saw through the trajectory of the knife. He dodged all the attacks and thrust the sword in through the gap in the knife, hitting Wang Sheng.
A new wound was left.
Wang Sheng's killing move was broken, the sword technique became chaotic, the air and the ground were cut by the sword light, but it was unable to cut the enemy.
Mo Yunzi dodged lightly, admiring the beautiful blood on the tip of the sword, and mocked: "Your sword skills are too barbaric. Although there are many offensives, there is a lack of defense. When attacking, you will expose a lot of flaws. This is
It is the type of martial arts that I dislike the least because it lacks beauty."
"Little bastard, you're being cruel today, let's meet another day!" Wang Sheng cursed, tightened his abdomen and raised his breath, jumped up high, and landed on a small bump on the smooth mountain wall on the left. Look.
He looked like he was about to run away.
Wang Sheng was the backbone of all the bandits. When he ran away like this, the other bandits were all dumbfounded, and those who reacted quickly also ran backwards.
Mo Yunzi raised his sword and chased after him, and jumped on the mountain wall nimbly. He showed a sneer. Such pursuit would expose Wang Sheng's back, which would in turn speed up his death.
When Zhao Zheng saw both of them jumping away, his heart skipped a beat. He put his hand into the package behind his back and considered whether to take advantage of this opportunity to throw the Hunyuan Thunderbolt. This throwing opportunity was not very good.
, it was not easy to hit, but Mo Yunzi and Wang Sheng still had strong fighting power. If they failed, it would have catastrophic consequences. He hesitated again and again and did not act rashly.
Mo Yunzi caught up with Wang Sheng and thrust a sword into Wang Sheng's back. The tip of the sword shot out an internal force, like an invisible arrow. This internal force shot from the sword body also
It is the sword spirit that people in the world often refer to.
Wang Sheng's ears twitched, relying on the sensitive hearing of a fifth-level heavenly warrior, he judged the direction of the sword energy attack, turned his back on the golden knife in his hand, and used the back of the knife to block the attack of the sword energy properly. The sword energy even touched stones.
It could be easily penetrated, but it failed to penetrate the blade, leaving only an obvious dent on it.
Mo Yunzi then fired three swords in a row. Wang Sheng relied on his ability to listen to the sound and defend his position. He blocked the sword energy three times in a row, but the three sword energy failed to make an impact. This way, he stopped the enemy's attack without looking back.
His ability is very powerful, even Mo Yunzi has to give him a thumbs up in his heart.
The two of them chased each other in mid-air, jumping up and down the rock wall along a zigzag trajectory, getting further and further away from the ground.
Mo Yunzi gathered strength in his hand, intending to strike out with more sword energy, but at this moment, Wang Sheng, who originally jumped upwards, suddenly turned around, killed a carbine, and slashed with the big golden sword in his hand.
This time, it was Mo Yunzi's turn to be caught off guard. The clothes on his chest were torn open by the sword energy, and a blood-red line emerged. Fortunately, the wound was not deep.
It turns out that Wang Sheng's escape was just a cover. His move, which is similar to a carbine, is the same as the "Spring and Autumn Kill". It is also a powerful killing move in the Qiu Feng Sword Technique. It is specially used in difficult situations and can often achieve miraculous results. Wang Sheng
Back then, I relied on this move to kill a warrior who was much more powerful than myself.
In the process of chasing, Mo Yunzi had been positioned below. When fighting in mid-air, this position was very unfavorable. In addition, he was injured and caught off guard, and he suddenly fell into a disadvantage.
Wang Sheng turned the tide of the battle and became the aggressive side. He waved the big golden sword in his head, and the golden sword energy drew beautiful and bright semicircles.
Mo Yunzi showed a solemn look for the first time in the battle. While dodging the sword energy, he blocked it with his sword. Whenever the swords intersected, sparks of divergent light would collide.
Wang Sheng did not give Mo Yunzi a chance to settle down, causing the two of them to fall rapidly downwards. All the battles took place in mid-air with no leverage points, and the danger was far more dangerous than fighting on the ground. This special situation
, affected the calculation of Zu Xun's sword skills, and Mo Yunzi was hit by two swords in succession. If it weren't for his strong bones, he would have been cut into several pieces by the sword energy.
When two people fall to the ground, the person below will be the first to lean on the ground, which will cause the body to come to an inescapable pause, which is extremely fatal.
Mo Yunzi thought of this in advance during the crisis, but this situation was beyond the calculation range of Zu Xun's sword skills, and he could only find a way to deal with it on his own. Wang Sheng did not leave him much time to think, and the offensive became more and more difficult.
Coming more and more densely.
At the moment of life and death, Mo Yunzi chose a very bold and difficult strategy. He threw down the sword in his hand, letting the tip of the sword fall to the ground first, and penetrated into the ground. Wang Sheng's fierce offensive continued, and the brilliant
The golden sword energy seemed to turn into a blooming yellow flower.
Without the sword in his hand, Mo Yunzi could only rely on dodging to meet the enemy, which caused him to suffer more injuries.
The two of them landed ten feet above the ground. Wang Sheng used the last move of his killing move. Mo Yunzi was enveloped in a large amount of sword energy. Once Mo Yunzi's back was pressed to the ground, he would be completely lost.
Space to dodge.
Mo Yunzi's landing position happened to be above the Leng Feng Sword. The moment before he landed, he used his feet to clamp the hilt of the sword that pointed directly at the sky. He stirred hard with his feet and used the bending force of the sword body to bounce to one side.
, and at the same time hooked the hilt of the sword with the instep of his foot, and pulled the Lengfeng Sword out of the ground.
The sword energy that Wang Sheng wielded struck the ground immediately. The light of the sword surged and rolled, and several neat cracks were cut out on the ground. His fatal blow failed in the end and failed to force Mo Yunzi.
Into a blind spot.
Mo Yunzi then fell to the ground, and the cold-edged sword that had killed countless people returned to his hand, exuding waves of chill.
By this time, the bandits had already dispersed, and only Mo Yunzi's servants and Zhao Zheng were left around, making it much emptyer.
The cold wind howled by, this time blowing up not only floating snow, but also blood drops dripping from the two bodies.
"You little bastard, you know how powerful you are, right? The one who laughs last today must be me!" Wang Sheng turned the tables and smiled ferociously at Mo Yunzi.
"You will die with a smile on your face, I promise." Mo Yunzi was not depressed by the temporary defeat. He remained very calm and did not even check the wound.
Both of them understand that the other party is difficult to deal with and that any further fighting will not bring good results. However, the matter has reached this point and there is no room for maneuver. Once either party makes peace, they will lose completely in terms of momentum and will only be dead.
.So, the two can only continue to fight!
"Ah!!!" Wang Sheng roared wildly, stepping on the red footprints printed with blood, and ran towards Mo Yunzi on the opposite side, squeezing the little internal energy left in his body, and used another autumn wind sword technique.
The killer move.
Mo Yunzi also responded with all his strength, relying on his sharp five senses to collect a large amount of information, performing massive calculations in his mind, and drawing a death trajectory for the enemy. This trajectory was like one drawn by the judge's pen held by the King of Hell.
, the lines are beautiful and full of cruel meaning.
Wang Sheng swung ten swords in succession, and the sword energy surged to an unprecedented level, as if it was competing with the pale scorching sun above the sky.
Mo Yunzi, however, only thrust out one sword. The sword made several turns along the way and finally hit the enemy's body.
The two of them got into each other for the first time and passed by in a flash. Both of them were injured. Wang Sheng almost knelt down on one knee, but he managed to hold on. Bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of Mo Yunzi's mouth, and he didn't know where it came from from his internal organs.
Out of nowhere, the two of them turned around in unison and started fighting to the death again.
The two of them fought like this, separated, fought, separated, and repeated this process. This desperate fighting style finally determined the winner.
The first person to fall was Wang Sheng. After all, his moves were not as clever as Zu Xun's swordsmanship, and his throat was pierced by a sword. Mo Yunzi, who survived, was not much better, with wounds all over his body.
Mo Yunzi thrust his sword into the snow, knelt on one knee, panted heavily, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and fumbled for the life-saving elixir in his arms.
One of the two was killed and the other was injured, and the one who survived only had half his life. For Zhao Zheng, who was watching the battle from the side, this was the best outcome.
The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind. Now it's time for the oriole to appear.
Zhao Zheng walked towards Mo Yunzi step by step, wanting to close the distance and send Mo Yunzi away for the last journey. Where he passed, there were deep dents left by the sword energy. With an attack of this level, he He can't do it yet, but this is what he will pursue in the future.
Mo Yunzi heard Zhao Zheng's footsteps and glanced sideways.
"Brother, to celebrate your victory, I want to give you a gift." Zhao Zheng took out the Hunyuan Thunderbolt from the package behind his back and threw it heavily at Mo Yunzi's feet. (To be continued. Please Search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
