Ao Moli swayed in his white clothes, bowed to Qing Kuang, bowed lightly, and smiled frequently.
As the crown prince of a powerful country, it is really unbelievable that he is so approachable, gentle and humble. This is in sharp contrast to the arrogant and arrogant Ao Junxie who behaves eccentrically.
Whoosh!
There was a crisp metallic neigh, and Ao Moli already had his sword in his hand.[
Suddenly, a murderous wind blew in her face, Qing Kuang hurriedly turned over the string ink on her back and held it in her hand.
Where the cold eyes stared, Qing Kuang's face gradually became serious.
She could clearly see that there were still wet stains on the blade of Ao Moli's pearlescent sword, which was as red as fire.
Before he could think about it, ten steps away, little sword lights were already flying toward Qing Kuang like stars.
Green light... As he said, Ao Moli actually only used the spiritual power of an intermediate spiritual master.
However, this will definitely not make Qing Kuang show any mercy to him.
Zheng!......
A series of staircase-like sound waves suddenly sounded, like dense raindrops, and like pearls and jade falling on a plate.
The simple voice echoed in the empty square for a long time, shocking all the disciples present.
Even Suo Wenming, who had a wrinkled face, had a gleam of surprise in his brown eyes.
Qinyin Guwu...
I never thought that there are still people practicing such ancient and lost skills in this world!
With Qing Kuang's five fingers twirling, above the string ink, a net of sword energy with an invisible sound blade flew rapidly towards Ao Moli's white body.
Both the speed and intensity were significantly improved compared to the war with the monsters in the wild forest that day.
Before Ao Moli could get close to the green sword light in his hand, suddenly, there was a chilling sound of cracking the air. When he just reacted, the green sword light had been swallowed up by countless invisible spaces in the air. He hurriedly pulled away.
As he retreated, he felt his arms go numb and the sword blade trembled slightly.
Ao Moli retreated continuously, and after five steps, his luck suddenly stopped. He looked at the sword in his hand, and slowly raised his head, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Invisible sound blade?! Great! Great! Miss Feng, you are not as weak as others say!"
This is the first time in my life that I have encountered Qinyin Guwu, who has reached the level of an intermediate spiritual master!"
Ao Moli let out a clear whistle, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned and turned into a white light, rushing towards Qing Kuang.[
The speed of his movements far exceeded Qing Kuang's imagination.
Even Principal Suo Wenming in the stands couldn't help but let out a low exclamation.
Under the command of Qing Kuang's five commands, a net of sound blade's true energy has condensed in front of him.
Just as it was being woven, the green light of spiritual power had already broken through the air and was right before our eyes.
Qing Kuang was startled and subconsciously stepped back. At the same time, he turned over the string ink in his hand and suddenly blocked and parried.
Boom!
A crisp sound sounded, the piano and swords intersected, and Ao Moli and Qing Kuang looked at each other.
The young man in white clothes in front of him looked straight at him with a pair of bright and evil eyes, with a frivolous smile on his fair face.
Even if he only used one-tenth of his own strength to use the spiritual power of an intermediate spiritual master, Ao Moli's spiritual king-level physical skills still shocked Qing Kuang and everyone present.