"The ignorant junior has some strength and doesn't know what to say!"
The murderous intent in Dongfang Ling's eyes was not concealed at all.
He would not have any room for mercy towards such a rude junior, but seeing that Old An across from him seemed to be in a situation that could explode at any time, Dongfang Ling did not dare to actually kill him!
However, the junior's tone just now had such a provocative attitude. It would be enough to knock the opponent down and take away the weapon. In this case, even An Lao should not be able to say anything casually.
After all, not killing anyone is already the greatest mercy.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you think talking more nonsense can increase your chances of winning, you are wrong!"
Meng Xiaobao's eyes were sharp, and the sword intention in his heart could no longer be tolerated. Holding the Tao sword in his hand, a sense of shameless release filled his body and mind.
"Let's do it!"
Pressed again, Dongfang Ling's greed and murderous intent no longer stayed at all. He exerted force on his legs and suddenly blasted out with a palm.
"Fire Palm!"
The palm shadows all over the sky swept the entire sky with fiery flames.
There was no way to dodge this move. It was a sure-kill move. Dongfang Ling didn't hold back at all.
Seeing this, Meng Xiaobao also moved, Qinglian Sword Dance, rise!
"Hang your sails directly on the clouds and sail across the sea!"
There are nine moves in Qinglian Sword Song, and this is the starting position of Qinglian Sword Song!
The last time I faced Ximen Xiao, it was just a casual sword strike, just a sword dispute. With just one sword strike, the long sword in Ximen Xiao's hand was smashed to pieces by Meng Xiaobao with a tree branch.
However, this time, the person facing him was not a member of a noble family like Ximen Xiao. Although this was not to say that Ximen Xiao was a dandy, it was because Ximen Xiao did not have the strength of Dongfang Ling in front of him.
Coupled with the opponent's palm shadows all over the sky, this is not an opponent of an order of magnitude at all.
With one move of the sword, all the flames in the sky were blown away, and a hole was poked out of the palm shadow by this powerful suggestion.
Gradually, all the palm shadows disappeared, and Dongfang Ling's right palm also had blood marks.
With a tentative move, Meng Xiaobao completely suppressed the opponent.
"Very good. Among the juniors I know, you can be considered one of the top three. You just used the sharpness of the weapon with that move. Otherwise, that move just now was enough to kill you."
Dongfang Ling said calmly, but the surprise in his heart was extremely great.
This junior of the other party cannot be underestimated. If you invest in it, you really don’t know who will win, and you will be very energetic in your heart.
As for Meng Xiaobao, he didn't care at all about this kind of verbal ridicule, but he had a very clear understanding of his Qinglian Sword Song.
You must know that now his sword intention has completely inherited Shixian's sword intention. Although it is powerful, it is not his own intention. If he wants to take a step closer, it is simply impossible in his current state.
He must find his own way and find his own sword intention, so that he can truly control the Qinglian Sword Song!
"You know what is going on in your heart, so use your full strength! Otherwise, the next strike will be your death."
Meng Xiaobao raised his sword, his sword intent was strong, and the thoughts in his heart kept gathering!
Suddenly, a figure appeared vaguely behind Meng Xiaobao, but the figure was too blurry, and it was impossible to see who the face was.
But no one doubted the power of that figure. Whether it was Dongfang Yang or An Lao, there was a trace of uneasiness in their hearts.
"When did this kid reach this level? This sword... this move... and this mental power have all begun to transform!"
Mr. An whispered softly.
No wonder when he saw Meng Xiaobao just now, he always felt that the other person was weird. The vague feeling in his body turned out to be that his mental power had begun to change, and it had changed to a great extent!
It seems that this kid is not far away from entering the innate world!
Dongfang Yang, who was opposite him, didn't say much when he saw this. He just felt that Meng Xiaobao's performance was a bit beyond his expectation.
The situation on the field was still grim, and Dongfang Ling was a little timid in the face of the powerful sword intent.
Sword cultivation has a synonym for it, and that is powerful!
From ancient times to the present, there have been powerful monks in military cultivation, such as Xiang Yu who cultivated the Halberd Technique. His Overlord Halberd Technique could be said to be the most arrogant in the world at that time; and Zhao Zilong, the original gun god, wielded a silver gentian spear that commanded all the power!
However, with the passage of time, today's military cultivators are almost extinct. This is mainly due to two factors. One is because of the lack of current martial arts skills, and the other is the lack of training methods.
Except for the few families that have gone out and still have some inheritance, other families actually have no military training now. It can only be said that they are relatively good at using weapons.
But the person on the other side now is obviously a sword cultivator and a powerful military cultivator.
For warriors of the same realm, military cultivators are one or two levels stronger than ordinary warriors.
I originally thought that the other party was just a junior who got a spiritual sword by some chance, but now it seems that the other party may have inherited more than just this sword!
"Junior, you are very good and much stronger than I thought, but if you only have this level..."
"Shut up, keep talking nonsense, cut your tongue out, you are a piece of trash, you are just a piece of trash, you can only show the power of your tongue and have no strength at all, you are a piece of trash, hurry up and do it!"
Listening to the other party's endless chatter, Meng Xiaobao felt quite dissatisfied. Now he just wanted to fight, and he felt a little uncontrollable with the Dao sword in his hand!
This is about fighting, this is about drawing a sword. This state of fighting spirit is something Meng Xiaobao has never been in before. If he can't use this sword technique now, Meng Xiaobao doubts that his sword intention may not be able to be fully used.
is formed!
"Take action! Don't hold back, otherwise, you may really die!"
Dongfang Yang calmed Dongfang Ling's mind with his voice. It was obvious that the sword just now destroyed Dongfang Ling's confidence and suppressed his martial arts heart. After being suppressed by the opponent's momentum, Dongfang Ling was completely destroyed.
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A warrior can be defeated, but one thing is that he cannot lose his heart in martial arts.
"Ah!"
Being struck by Dongfang Yang's reassuring words, a slight chill flashed through Dongfang Ling's heart. What happened to him?
He has been practicing martial arts for nearly fifty years, and he is only one step away from being innate.
However, today I was actually suppressed by a junior. If this were told and people knew about it, wouldn't they be laughed at!