The consequence of being choked is that the sword in the wild wolf's hand has the opportunity to launch a second wave of attacks on Meng Xiaoan.
His left shoulder only swung back slightly during the collision, but the sword in his right hand took advantage of the swing and struck back again. The scepter whirred in the air and wrapped around Meng Xiaoan again.
Brush! Brush! Brush!
The long sword struck out one after another in the hands of the wild wolf, each blow containing the power of vacuum cutting. Layers of invisible air walls were laid around Meng Xiaoan, completely blocking the space for Meng Xiaoan to move left and right.
Meng Xiaoan's swordsmanship is originally based on speed and movement. As a result, movement is greatly restricted, and of course he will suffer a big loss.
The long sword once again entangled Meng Xiaoan. In a very short period of time, he rushed to attack and killed him with every move, without giving Meng Xiaoan any chance to recover or dodge.
In the ring, Meng Xiaoan used close combat to exploit the weakness of the Wild Wolf's hand, which was not good at close combat, and gained the upper hand; but this time, the Wild Wolf used the other's methods to retaliate, taking advantage of the fighting's ability.
This method prevented Meng Xiaoan from taking advantage of his speed.
Now, all Meng Xiaoan can do is to be faster than him. But one thing that Meng Xiaoan can't figure out is why his melee combat ability is so powerful.
"Are you going to lose this time?"
The wild wolf waved the long sword in his hand, with a terrifying smile on his face, but it also made Meng Xiaoan feel a little embarrassed.
The aura emitted by the wild wolf's sword is too weird.
Meng Xiaoan knew that if he wanted to defeat this man, he would have to knock his long sword to the ground.
The wild wolf clung to Meng Xiaoante very tightly, and each sword strike was extremely powerful, forcing Mengxiaoante to be unable to move away and take advantage of his dexterity and maneuverability.
"How could I lose to you so easily!"
Meng Xiaoan's swordsmanship suddenly changed, turning the delicate swordsmanship just now into a big open and close sword.
The thin long sword in Meng Xiaoante's hand was like a poisonous snake spitting poisonous messages, twisting irregularly. Every time he attacked to defeat the enemy, the timing was the gap created by the long sword in the wild wolf's hand.
The position of the long sword is all on his wrist.
Although every move of the poisonous snake in Meng Xiaoante's hand has strange peaks, it is not based on common sense, it is something that no one dares to do, and it always strikes from an incredible place every time, as unpredictable as the dance of the devil.
However, the long sword in the hand of the wild wolf seemed to be able to understand Meng Xiao Ante's thoughts. Compared with Meng Xiao Ante, his moves seemed a bit clumsy and far less agile than the long sword in Meng Xiao Ante's hand, but every move he made
There was no cleverness in the attack, but it was able to accurately avoid Meng Xiaoan's moves and firmly suppress Chu Liu...
Meng Xiaoan could also predict the trajectory of his sword swing clearly in advance, but dealing with it was another matter. It was obviously an ordinary thing, but Meng Xiaoan had to spend a lot of effort to do it.
resolve.
After only a few dozen moves, Meng Xiaoan felt that he was being restrained everywhere. Under the pressing pressure of the wild wolf, Meng Xiaoan might be defeated.
The nearly 80 cm long black sword kept striking out in his hand. The speed of the strikes was not very fast, and the strike frequency was not very high, but it was like a spider that was constantly spinning out silk threads, one after another.
The silk threads slowly weave the trap and slowly tie the moths that fall into the net.
It became increasingly difficult for Meng Xiao Ante to move because there were more and more threads surrounding Meng Xiao Ante's body, and they had begun to tighten. He keenly felt that the magic aura around him was getting stronger and stronger, suppressing him.
attack and dodge.
The originally agile swordsmanship slowly became sluggish as the weight increased.
The shadow of failure began to flood Meng Xiaoant's heart.
The aura pressure on all sides suddenly decreased. This was because the wild wolf suddenly gave up the attack, put away the long sword and retreated. At this time, Meng Xiaoant could not take advantage of this opportunity to use his speed to escape and get rid of this extreme situation.
Passive dilemma. Because around Meng Xiaoante, the wild wolves have successfully weaved a large net, completely constraining Mengxiao Ante's actions.
His retreat this time was just a prelude to an all-out attack.
"Follow my order and kill this man!"
The wild wolf recited the magic term, but took a step back, and his body immediately counterattacked,
The long black sword was imbued with infinite power and burned in his hand, turning into a dragon-shaped fire and delivering a fatal blow to Meng Xiaoan.
Meng Xiaoan stood up unsteadily and vomited half a mouthful of blood.
"Xiao An." Zhao Yaoyao's eyes were filled with crystal tears.
"Don't come over, I'm fine." Meng Xiaoan showed a faint smile.
Sensing Meng Xiaoan's confidence, Zhao Yaoyao was going to pass, but now she stopped.
The wild wolf was also slightly surprised that Meng Xiaoan could still stand up after such a heavy blow. You must know that the long sword has dark power, which was injected into it by the wolf with his own magic power.
"A little stronger than I thought."
Meng Xiaoan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that to defeat this wild wolf, he still had to use the Nine Yin Manual, but he had only learned the ninth level of the Nine Yin Manual, and it happened that once the ninth level was recited, he would have to use the Nine Yin Manual.
The formula will absorb all the spiritual energy around here into the body. If it were before, Meng Xiaoan would definitely not dare to read out the level of the formula, but after Cao Man gave him the set of techniques, Meng Xiaoan now
You can read it out.
"Do you think you can defeat me? I will never be defeated by you again." The wild wolf said confidently, with extremely sharp eyes.
"Not necessarily." Meng Xiaoan recited the ninth-level magic formula, and then used the true energy to refine a long sword again. This time, the long sword refined with the true energy was refined from two different streams of true energy.
When the sword came out, although the blade was glowing, it was red, with incantations as thin as a mosquito's feet engraved on it, and there was a red blood groove in the middle, as if blood was still flowing.
Meng Xiaoan opened the two fingers of his right hand, slowly stretched them over, gently placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and touched it lightly.
The blade trembled slightly in the air, making a low humming sound.
Meng Xiaoan rarely used a sword, but this time he used a sword, and the feeling was so integrated. The hilt of the sword was held in his hand, and the cold blade was pressed against his face. The feeling was as close as a family member.
His entire demeanor changed, becoming extremely unpredictable.
The wild wolf looked at his sword keenly. A warrior actually refined such an evil long sword through his own true energy. Meng Xiaoan was indeed powerful, and it seemed that he would definitely be killed.
When Meng Xiaoan held Ni Lin in his hand, the hot and cold energy in his body penetrated the hilt of the sword, and the blade emitted a strange light.
A strange power came from the sword and spread all over the body along his fingers. Meng Xiaoan felt a heat all over his body, and then Chu Xiangluo's right hand holding the sword seemed to glow.
"Wild Wolf, let me really show you the power of ancient martial arts." Meng Xiaoan recited the ninth level of the Jiuyin Manual, and a strange light burst out from his whole body, and then, his body suddenly flashed over.
Arriving in front of the wild wolf.
A "dang" sound.
Wild Wolf's long sword collided with the long sword in Meng Xiaoan's hand.
Make a loud noise.
Ye Lang frowned slightly, Meng Xiaoan's strength suddenly became much stronger. His wrist was actually numb from the impact of Meng Xiaoan just now.
The wild wolf sneered and struck Meng Xiaoan all over with his long sword again.
Meng Xiaoan's whole body once again had that dense magical power, like a spider's thread surrounding him.
Meng Xiaoan's whole body burst with true energy, and the changing black and white true energy lingered around him. The power of the wild wolf's breath could not bind him.
"Long sword? You got some kind of power through him, right?" Meng Xiaoan said, and the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed the wild wolf's wrist like lightning.
The wild wolf's face turned cold. How did he know that he was leaning on this long sword? Facing the incoming sword, the wild wolf first avoided it, but after he had just avoided it, the wild wolf suddenly screamed secretly, and he
The strength of the long sword seems to be slowly disappearing. What is going on?