The man moved, and so did Chen Mo. The two of them approached at an alarming speed. Just like they were very close to each other, they were in contact in the blink of an eye. The short thorn in the man's hand was pointed at Chen Mo's head.
When he stabbed it, he was about to succeed, but Chen Mo dodged it lightly. The wind-breaking force of the short stab only lifted the corner of Chen Mo's hair. Chen Mo held the knife in his left hand and slashed towards the man's abdomen.
, so close and so fast, most people might be cut off by Chen Mo. But the man also had a countermeasure. The other one also pulled out another thorn at this time. It turned out that he had two thorns. Short thorns
The sharp blade made a sharp sound when it was pulled out, but Chen Mo's knife failed to succeed. It cut into Lonely with one stroke.
Chen Mo turned around and slashed away with the knife he held in his right hand. The man's previous stabbing blow turned into a block. He blocked it again and received Chen Mo's flowing blow. At this time, Chen Mo was just in time
With his back in front of the man, the man smiled proudly: Flaw.
He bent his knees and raised his legs, gathered his energy and stepped towards Chen Mo's lower back.
Chen Mo seemed to have anticipated this blow. He held the handle of the knife in his left hand and passed it from his right armpit. The end of the handle resisted the kick and was kicked away by the man.
In just a short moment, the two of them took action three times each.
After passing by, Chen Mo turned over and landed on the ground, his legs were slightly bent, and he was holding two knives with their blades overlapping each other. At this time, Chen Mo's eyes were like an angry bull.
Bullfighting!
Chen Mo stepped forward with his legs, and the man and his swords flew towards the man, like a running bull, with sharp horns on its head, ramming into the man who provoked it.
The distance of three feet is just a snap of your fingers.
The man swung the short thorn in his hand and placed it right at the intersection of Chen Mo's two swords. His two swords failed to cut off his head. However, he did not expect that even if he blocked Chen Mo's blow, he would be struck by the blow.
He knocked back three feet, leaving three eye-catching streaks on the ground. The extra streak was left by the short thorn on his other hand. Even so, the man was still pushed back.
"Such overbearing power and terrifying speed. Are you sure this is a realm? Yes, it is a realm. There is no real energy fluctuation in his body. I didn't see it or feel it."
The man was secretly shocked.
The short thorns against Chen Mo's double swords were raised upwards, lifting Chen Mo's entire forward posture. His own short thorns were also pressed towards his face. The double knives pulled the short thorns forward and cut them away from his face.
Less than an inch away, they almost passed each other.
Chen Mo failed to succeed in his attack. He was lifted up by the man and turned over in mid-air. He was in an inverted position in mid-air. The intertwined swords were opened. The man in his eyes rushed towards him in a backward posture, and in the
Rotating rapidly in mid-air.
Chen Mo slashed with a single sword, hitting the man's thrusting thorn. The two of them staggered again, but failed again.
The two distanced themselves again, stood on the ground, and looked at each other.
"Sure enough, I have two brushes." The man had to praise him. After just a few fights, not only did he not get the results he wanted, but he also couldn't get any benefits.
"There are no brushes, but there are two knives." Chen Mo said expressionlessly.
"Interesting." The man looked grim.
After saying that, he ran towards Chen Mo. Chen Mo also tightened the knife in his hand and faced him.
The two got close again.
The man stabbed Chen Mo's lower waist, but Chen Mo blocked it with his knife. The Yanling knife in his other hand cut across the blade, and was hit by the man's other short stabbing point.
Chen Mo once again held the knife with his backhand, turned around and cut it, and slashed with the other hand in the opposite direction. The man was able to respond in time.
"It's useless, I can clearly see every move you make." During the fight, the man mocked Chen Mo's attack.
Chen Mo ignored it and rolled the two swords more and more rapidly, cutting, slashing, stabbing, and lifting, all seamlessly connected without any sense of stagnation.
As Chen Mo's sword was getting faster and faster, even if the man could know Chen Mo's next sword move, he found that the short thorn in his hand was a bit out of his consciousness.
He no longer chose to passively backhand, but also chose to attack when resisting Chen Mo's sword.
Once again, the short thorn and the sharp blade sparked the spark of love. No, after the fatal spark, the short thorn took advantage of Chen Mo's next attack and stabbed Chen Mo's lower ribs at an angle.
Just when the man was rejoicing that he was about to succeed, between his eyes, Chen Mo thought that the blow he was going to hit on his left shoulder was not struck. Instead, he changed direction, pulled it down to his lower ribs, and let himself stab with a tricky move.
Blocked by the blade.
Chen Mo felt the man's energy flowing in his mind, allowing him to accurately judge his next blow, so he temporarily changed his attack to block this dangerous self.
The sound of "ding" made the man a little surprised.
happen?!
Just for a moment of doubt, the man didn't care. Although he didn't succeed with the attack, it still blocked Chen Mo's attack. It was this block that allowed him to counterattack.
Chen Mo's previous sword was so fast that he could only passively parry it, and his previous stab was also within the time difference to give Chen Mo a fatal blow, so he might also be hit.
Chen Mo slashed.
The speed of the man's double thrusts was not much worse than Chen Mo's before.
The "ding-dong-dang-dang" sound was like the sound of dense raindrops, and the dazzling moves made Mr. Zhou in the distance stunned.
"So fast!"
The movements of Chen Mo and the man's hands were so fast that Mr. Zhou's eyes could not keep up. Mr. Zhou thought that if he fought against this Jin Yi, he would not know how many holes would be poked in his body.
"How did he do it?"
Mr. Zhou wondered how Chen Mo did it. Is his level really the same?
The same doubts were cast on the man in brocade clothes. No matter how cunning or strange his short stabs were, this young man could parry them in time, as if his own move had been seen through.
The power of insight? Isn't this unique to the three realms? How did he do it? Impossible, it should be his instinctive reaction, but this reaction is too amazing.
During the confrontation between the two, there was no flying sand within ten feet of them. The innocent picnic flowers on both sides of the road were all affected by the aftermath of their battle. Of course, it was basically the remaining energy of the Jin Yi that burst out that overwhelmed the tender little man.
waist.
Just when Jiang Nu couldn't see the two of them clearly, a muffled thunder sounded among the flying sand and rocks, and then the dust in the sky was blown away, causing Jiang Nu to cover himself in front of him with both hands.
The dust dispersed, and the blazing sunlight shone down, shining on the two people still standing on the road. Chen Mo's double swords were shining brightly in the sunlight, and the Jin Yishi pointed at the ground with two thorns in his hands. The clothes automatically moved without wind, without any
Compared with such big changes, Chen Mo looked a little embarrassed, and there were a lot of holes in his clothes.
Chen Mo was not able to resist the Jin Yishi's double stabs with his knife every time. Sometimes he could only rely on his own dodge to dodge a life-threatening stab from a needle.
Although there were many holes in the clothes, there was no scarlet oozing out, so the Jin Yi was still unable to harm Chen Mo at all.
A wisp of breeze blew by, stroking Chen Mo's short hair on his forehead, bringing a brief moment of refreshment to the hot summer.
"You are the funniest, strangest, and strongest person I have ever seen." Even though the man standing opposite him was his enemy, the man in brocade had to admire him. "If it weren't for this life-and-death situation, I would really want to
You join us."
Chen Mo took advantage of the opponent's breathing gap to move his muscles and bones. At this time, he felt that every part of his body was jumping for joy, and Qi was flowing rapidly in his body, as if a playful child had found something.
Fun stuff, never get tired of it.
Moreover, there was a strange feeling in Chen Mo's body. It was dull and calm, like the breath before a storm. It was very similar, but not quite the same. In short, it was difficult to put it into words.
Although the feeling was strange, it did not bring any harm or benefit to Chen Mo.
No matter what, the person in front of me still matters.
From the previous fights, Chen Mo felt that his strength was inferior to Shisanniang or Lu Yu, so he had a chance.
"I'm not interested in your clothes." Chen said with a deep breath.
"Boy, I really underestimated you just now. I have kept you entangled for so long. If my colleagues find out that I have been entangled with a person of the same level for so long, I will really laugh out loud."
He said, then glanced into the distance and said in a deep voice, "You little mouse, don't even think about leaving later."
In the distance, Young Master Zhou was a little dazed by the previous battle between the two. He realized that he was suddenly really useless, and a sense of frustration arose spontaneously. He did not notice at all that he had been included in the death list by the Jin Yi.
"Are you ready to breathe?" Chen Mo asked calmly.
"Haha, kid, I know a lot of things. It seems that I am either from a wild background, or I don't know which master's disciple I am. Maybe after your death, I will be in a good mood, so I will cut off your head and give it to you.
Master has to send it back."
"I have no intention of sending your body back. It's better to just feed the wild dogs here. It's convenient."
The man looked at Chen Mo gloomily and said, "It's time to end. Next, I'll let you see what the real gap is."
"It just so happens that the fight before was not very enjoyable, just like drinking strong alcohol was not enough." Chen Mo smiled grimly. Only a real battle could make him smile.
"Feeling good? Huh, let me let you know what the feeling of ecstasy is!" The man in brocade clothes was very unhappy with the brave man's fearless expression. This was not the expression he wanted. What he wanted was the kind of fear and struggle.
A look of mercy and despair.
The man in brocade clothes loosened his hands, and the two thorns that were originally clenched did not fall to the ground, but lurked in the air, like two fish swimming around the man in the water.
Royal things.
This can only be achieved by finely controlling the true energy, and often only people above the three realms can do it.