Before the fleeting light arrived, Li Moxiao felt the sound of wind in front of him and the coldness unique to metal.
He was slightly surprised, but he was not panicked because the flying spear arrived faster than he thought.
His steps slipped and his figure disappeared in the air.
With a muffled sound, the flying spear, named "Floating Light" by many Tiece Army sergeants, passed through the afterimage he left behind and plunged deeply into the soil behind him.
"Ghost Step!"
Someone in Tie Ce's army screamed in shock.
In the world of practitioners, it is almost impossible for anyone to be able to dodge a flying sword at close range using only body shape and footwork, or an object like Lin Yi's flying spear that is as fast as a flying sword at this time.
Especially at this time, Li Moxiao was still controlling the flying sword, and the sword light heading towards Lin Yi was still not scattered at all.
Therefore, this can only be the Ghost Shadow Step of the Ghost King Sect of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
A footwork that requires repeated practice to make the body's habits become natural, almost an intuitive reaction of the body's flesh and blood, and requires very little real energy in the body.
These Sergeants Tiece who cried out had seen this kind of footwork on the battlefield. The ghostly aura in the blurred shadows was a familiar smell that appeared in many of their nightmares.
It's just that the practitioners of the Ghost King Sect are also very hidden assassins in the army of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Practitioners who can perfectly master this kind of ghost shadow step are even rarer. How could Li Moxiao master this weird sect like the Northern Wei Dynasty?
Untold secret?
No one can answer the questions of these Tiece Army sergeants.
Before their voices rang out, Li Moxiao's eyes fell on Lin Yi.
At this time, he had avoided Lin Yi's blow, and he was still able to perfectly control his flying sword. The next step was to see if Lin Yi could block his sword.
When the eyes fall, the sword light falls.
But at this moment, a sword light appeared in his perception.
A very violent and unreasonable sword light struck his flying sword accurately.
There was a loud bang.
His flying sword made a crackling sound and flew upside down into the air.
Li Moxiao's body shook violently, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
It's not that he is arrogant. For those who taught at Nantianyuan, in the past practice path, they have never seen a practitioner who can master various exquisite techniques more easily than Li Moxiao.
Li Moxiao knew many exquisite boxing and sword moves after practicing them several times.
Even though it took many years for practitioners of the Ghost King Sect to master the Ghost Shadow Step, Li Moxiao only spent dozens of days on it, just like those who spent many years practicing the Ghost King Sect.
Compared to Meishan, his cultivation was more advanced and he had mastered more practical and exquisite martial arts. However, in this face-to-face confrontation, he still suffered some losses.
It's not that he is not self-reflective enough and has not made much progress, but that the other party has made too much progress.
He did not immediately forcefully control the flying sword.
He needed some time to calm down the oscillating real energy in his body. The most important thing was that he keenly sensed Lin Yi's movements.
As he guessed, the reason why Lin Yi needed flying spears was simply because Lin Yi had not practiced flying swords at all and he had to fight at close range.
Lin Yi has already exerted his strength.
There was smoke and dust under his feet, but at the same time, he threw another flying spear.
A clanking sound.
The crisp sound of gold and iron trembling sounded faster than the sound of breaking through the air.
The front half of the flying spear flew towards Li Moxiao.
It came so fast that Li Moxiao had no time to think. His figure avoided the flying spears that came through the air like a ghost. Then he saw Lin Yi's body flying towards him in an attitude that seemed very unreasonable.
Li Moxiao had already calmed down the oscillating true energy in his body. Even though Lin Yi came very quickly, the distance of fifty steps still gave him enough time, and he did not think that Lin Yi would be more dominant after getting closer.
Following his thoughts, the flying sword that looked a little frightened in the air a moment ago drew a wonderful arc and landed on Lin Yi's back.
In Lin Yi's perception, this flying sword was more agile and more difficult to deal with than Rong Yi's swords even at this moment.
His eyes narrowed slightly, waiting for the flying sword to approach, and then slashed out with the sword in his hand again.
However, his sword failed.
Because this flying sword didn't really want to get close to his body from the beginning.
When he drew his sword, the flying sword suddenly flew upwards, high over his body, and flew into Li Moxiao's hand.
Li Moxiao held the short green sword.
He has made all preparations and adjusted his body and essence to a perfect state.
A snort.
The sound of true energy gushing out sounded from under his feet.
Since he no longer needs to concentrate on controlling the flying sword, his footwork can naturally be faster.
A series of afterimages flowed in the air.
Even under the bright sunshine, it looks like a ghost.
Lin Yi didn't even think about it, and thrust his sword towards where Li Moxiao was in his perception.
His sword still failed.
Li Moxiao's footwork was too subtle, and his sword just fell into an afterimage.
But his expression didn't change at all.
Because he originally didn't expect this sword to pose a threat to Li Moxiao.
He also has a sword.
His left hand smoothly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and then slashed it out.
The movement of the sword is very cold, fast and tricky, which is a bit unexpected.
A look of astonishment appeared in Li Moxiao's eyes again.
He handed over the sword in his hand and blocked it in front of the sword. The true energy in his body rushed towards the small sword in his hand crazily.
A roar sounded from the blades of the two swords, like two huge rocks colliding.
The moment the two swords intersected, Li Moxiao was shocked to realize that he had not seized any advantage.
Then in an instant, he felt a stinging pain in his palm.
A feeling of shock quickly surged in his mind.
His palms tingled and his arms were numb from the shock.
Lin Yi's power was much stronger than that in Meishan, even beyond his imagination.
However, something even more unimaginable happened.
Any practitioner who encounters such a head-on collision of true energy will experience some vibrations in his body. Even if he can forcibly control it, he can still maintain good output, but the true energy under such forced control will
It is impossible to be as perfect as when you are in the best condition.
Therefore, the power of the next blow at this moment must be somewhat inferior to the previous one.
However, Lin Yi was not like that.
An explosion sounded in the air.
The sword in Lin Yi's right hand was swung down violently. Although the sword was powerful, it was as violent as an iron rod.
He could clearly sense that the power of this sword was even more powerful than the sword in Lin Yi's left hand before.
He could only retreat.
His figure swept to one side like a ghost.
Lin Yi directly threw the sword held in his left hand.
When a ray of sword light fell on the afterimage of Li Moxiao's body, Lin Yi held the third spear.