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Chapter 562 The Power of the Sword Intent

Seeing the two black and white sword energy roaring towards him, the white dragon envoy just smiled faintly, suddenly turned his hand, and the flying knife in his hand came out, and with a whoosh, he rushed forward.

Although his range of action was very small and even his movements were gentle, his speed was incredibly fast, and most people present could not catch it.

I only felt a white light flash like a shooting star in mid-air, followed by a harsh golden sound, and the two sword energy of Wulongshi had been broken.

"Sure enough, it's a flying knife. As expected, your flying knife skills have reached a perfect level!" Wulongshi gritted his teeth, his expression suddenly became fierce, and he waved his two swords in succession.

His swordsmanship is sharp and tricky, with four sword energies intertwining up and down, completely covering his opponent.

However, the expression of the White Dragon Envoy remained unchanged. He stepped back slightly, and suddenly waved his right wrist twice, and two flying knives flew out from his fingertips.

This time the speed was faster. Although the flying knife was very small, everyone in the world knew that weapons were as dangerous as an inch short. His flying knife was very small, but it was undoubtedly the most dangerous weapon.

The four intertwined sword energies of Wu Long were broken by him again.

"Stop testing me. With your current level, you can't do anything to me unless you use Tai Chi Liang Yi Sword Technique!" The White Dragon Envoy smiled faintly.

From the beginning to the end, he was walking leisurely, with a knife in his hand, as if no weapon or martial arts could get close to him.

Although it is just a slight swing of the knife, veteran martial arts masters all know that the easier something seems to be, the more difficult it is to do, because it requires not only the skill of flying the knife.

In addition, you need to have strong energy as support, and at the same time, you need to have an insight into the timing and the opponent's moves.

When Tang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded. He had seen Chen Haoran's flying knife skills before, but compared to the White Dragon Envoy, it was far inferior.

The Wulong Envoy returned twice without success, but this time he quickly calmed down and gritted his teeth and said: "Although I can't do anything to you, with your sword, I'm afraid you can't do anything to me either, right?

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The White Dragon Envoy shook his head and sighed: "Ignorance!"

As soon as the words came out, his wrist had already moved, and by the time the last word came out, the knife in his hand was already in front of the opponent.

Wulongshi was taken aback, but fortunately his reaction was not slow. He immediately retreated and swung his sword to block.

Suddenly, there was a clang, and the short flying knife hit his white sword. Countless flames suddenly burst out, and the huge impact caused the Wulong user to take two steps back on the spot.

However, that's not all. The white dragon wielder on the opposite side waved his wrist again, and a flying knife roared through the air again, shooting over like a stream of light.

The Wulong envoy had not yet stood still, so he could only swing his sword again to meet the attack in a hurry.

There was another loud clang, and flames shot out in an instant. Although the flying knives could not break his black sword, the people of Wulongshi staggered back again.

It has to be said that this White Dragon Envoy has indeed entered the seventh level of pulse opening, and the energy in his body is much stronger than that of the Martial Dragon Envoy.

"Even so, even though you knocked me back, you still couldn't do anything to get me with that flying knife!" Wulong envoy gritted his teeth and strode forward.

With the previous two experiences, he already had considerable experience and was able to catch the opponent's flying knife.

And he also knew very well that the most powerful thing about the Sichuan Tangmen was the so-called flying knife skill. As long as he could catch the opponent's flying knife, there would be nothing to fear.

The White Dragon Messenger still shook his head slightly and sighed: "Ignorance!"

After the two words fell, his wrist flicked again, and a silver-white flying knife whizzed out again and rushed towards the opposite side.

Wu Long used his black and white swords to intertwine, and his sword energy was vertical and horizontal, facing the opponent's flying knife. Although the flying knife was very fast, his sword was not slow either.

This time, he was still blocked by him. Wu Long's confidence greatly increased and he couldn't help but shouted in a cold voice: "I told you, it's useless..."

However, before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed drastically, because at this moment, he actually saw that the flying knife that had been knocked down flew up again with a flick of Bai Long's wrist.

The flying knife was right in front of him, the distance was too short, the flying angle was too tricky and weird, and the Wulong user had no defense at all.

But in just a blink of an eye, the flying knife shot through the air and hit Wulongshi's lower abdomen.

Wu Longshi's surprise was really no small matter. After all, the flying knife had been knocked down and left the opponent's hand, but it flew up again in mid-air. This was really incredible.

At the critical moment, he couldn't allow him to think too much, so he immediately released the protective gas shield and twisted his body at the same time.

Suddenly there was a pop, and the flying knife shot from his waist, not only piercing his protective air mask, but also piercing his waist.

Fortunately, he didn't react slowly just now. Otherwise, his lower abdomen would have been punctured long ago, and even if he didn't die, he would be severely injured and exhausted.

Wulongshi touched his waist and found that his hands were covered with blood. His face was shocked and angry. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "How is it possible? The flying knife has obviously left your hand, why can it fly again?"

He really couldn't figure it out, but the White Dragon Envoy didn't bother to explain, and sneered: "If you can't figure out this truth and this realm, then you are definitely no match for me!"

It was at this moment that Jialanzi's complexion in the distance suddenly changed, and he suddenly exclaimed: "The intention of the sword, I didn't expect this kid, the White Dragon Envoy, to realize the intention of the sword!"

Qing Songzi, the narrator, couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Master, what is the intention of the sword?"

Jialanzi shouted in a low voice: "The so-called sword intention is that the sword in his hand has been initially given to the swordsman's mind. In a very short time and distance, the sword in his hand can be controlled by his mind."

Qingsongzi said: "No wonder just now, his sword was clearly resisted by the dragon warrior and fell, but in the middle, it was able to fly again."

Jialanzi gritted his teeth and said: "It can be seen that his sword intention is not very strong, and he is far from being able to mobilize the flying knives at will. However, even so..."

When he said this, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he sighed: "Even so, the Martial Dragon Envoy is by no means his opponent. Unexpectedly, this guy at such a young age actually understood the extremely terrifying power in the legend.

Knife intention!"

Qingsongzi also sighed: "This son is indeed the most outstanding genius of the Tang Sect. Given time, I am afraid he will be able to join the ranks of the world's top swordsmen!"

The conversation between the two of them was not quiet, and naturally everyone around them heard it, and the scene suddenly became commotion.

The White Dragon Envoy smiled faintly and said, "You must have heard the following words?"

Wu Longshi said coldly: "I'm not deaf, so I can hear it naturally."

The White Dragon Envoy chuckled and said, "Now that you have heard this, do you still plan to continue fighting with me?"

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist, and another knife immediately appeared on the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

(End of chapter)


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