Luo Yi looked solemn, but smiled and said: "It's so happy! It's so happy!"
As he spoke, his swords flew wildly, and he managed to catch Wang Junlin's three swords.
After three strikes, Wang Junlin was unable to continue. Luo Yi took the opportunity to strike again with his sword. Wang Junlin blocked the attack with his sword, and both of them took a few steps back.
But then Wang Junlin suddenly rushed forward, swung his knife and slashed Luo Yi's chest, as sharp as lightning.
Luo Yi stood still and watched as the Longque Sword was barely a foot away from his chest and side, and then he moved back slightly, and the thick-backed sword in his hand turned into thousands of sword rays, covering Wang Junlin and his sword.
The swordsmanship is so exquisite that it is unbelievable.
Wang Junlin screamed in his heart, Luo Yi's fast and erratic sword skills were too elusive and impossible to master. He couldn't help but wonder, if Nie Xiaoyu were to deal with Luo Yi, would he be able to restrain him and defeat the enemy with one move?
The whistling sound of the sword sounded in all directions. Wang Junlin used the intuition he had developed through the divine arithmetic skills taught by Nie Xiaoyu to reduce complexity into simplicity where the murderous aura was strongest. He followed the sword and slashed away with one strike.
"Ding"!
After a clear sound, the two swords continued to strike. Wang Junlin blocked Luo Yi's nine consecutive sword blows. The swords were like birds flying and fish swimming around, leaving no trace.
The two separated quickly.
Wang Junlin stood with his sword across the sword and secretly adjusted his breath, while Luo Yi's face turned slightly pale, clearly indicating that his physical strength and internal breath were being consumed a lot.
Wang Junlin's heart moved. He raised his sword and made a gesture. He arched his back and leaned forward slightly. The dragon bird sword was pointed at Luo Yi in the distance. His eyes were piercing with lightning. He stared at the opponent like a hawk for a moment, ready to pounce. Then
With such overwhelming momentum, an ordinary expert would be afraid that he would immediately collapse without a fight and abandon his weapon to escape.
Luo Yi was startled, but at this moment, the Dragon Bird Sword in Wang Junlin's hand had turned into a blade and shot towards Luo Yi, who was half a foot away.
Clang!
Luo Yi suddenly turned sideways, tilted the thick-backed sword upwards with his left hand, and hit Wang Junlin's blade right in the middle.
The sword light in Wang Junlin's hand was strong, he snorted coldly, turned his wrist continuously, and thousands of points of sword light shot towards Luo Yi like countless butterflies chasing flowers, with a powerful momentum like a rainbow.
After Luo Yi shouted "Okay", he held the knife in one hand and took three steps in a row. He was able to move freely in the light of the knife. Finally, he slashed the knife at an angle and struck the Longque knife three inches away from the handle.
Wang Junlin reached for the object with one move, and quickly struck Luo Yi's waist and abdomen. It seemed like a simple knife, but it kept changing with the speed and angle. When it fell in Luo Yi's eyes, he couldn't see where the knife would land, as if he was passively waiting.
, it is bound to be impossible to block. Even if he can barely defend against this move, the subsequent offensive will completely put Luo Yi at a disadvantage.
His mind was spinning, Luo Yi sneered, and the thick-backed sword immediately turned into a sword light like water and cloud shadows, and faced Wang Junlin's Dragon Bird Saber in layers, giving up only to block but not to attack.
Wang Junlin sneered, moved sideways quickly, and struck the void with his sword.
He finally saw through Luo Yi's sword skills for the first time and successfully performed the magic of divine calculation.
Luo Yi was arrogant by nature, and Wang Junlin's sneer made him feel more uncomfortable than the knife that hit him, and his murderous intent suddenly increased.
Unexpectedly, Wang Junlin suddenly retreated to the position where his sword power was weakest, and the sword he struck out was as wonderful as a horse flying in the sky. If he had not changed his original stance, it would have been as if the sword had been sent forward to chop him.
Moreover, Wang Junlin's movements suddenly became strange and unpredictable, like a fish in the water, making it difficult to control.
In an instant, Luo Yi knew that Wang Junlin had taken the initiative and the upper hand with his slight hesitation. He gritted his teeth, like a knife with a continuous flow of water, and suddenly turned into a stream of clear spring water with sparkling blue light, flowing through the rocks and washing the rocks, thick back.
The sword drew a ray of light, and in a graceful and mysterious arc, it went straight to Wang Junlin.
Wang Junlin staggered to the other side and blocked with a horizontal sword. It seemed to be fast, but in fact it was fast and slow, turning cleverness into clumsiness.
Clang, clang, clang, clang...
Immediately afterwards, the sound of a series of sword clashes continued, and Luo Yi's sword power was still suppressed by Wang Junlin, making it difficult to expand.
Under the pressure of Luo Yi's equally powerful swordsmanship, Wang Junlin used all his skills without reservation, and fully displayed the swordsmanship he had learned over the past two years. Especially in conjunction with the magical arithmetic skills he learned from Nie Xiaoyu, he became more and more powerful.
I have become more comfortable and comfortable in fighting, and I can even clearly feel that my sword skills are improving.
With a sharp roar, Luo Yi's sword technique suddenly changed and he shouted: "Autumn Wind Slash!"
As he shouted, Luo Yi's whole body started to spin, and the thick-backed sword seemed to strike at random, but there was no trace of it, which completely destroyed Wang Junlin's advantage.
"when!"
Although Wang Junlin was unwilling to give in, he was forced back by Luo Yi's sword. The two distanced themselves again and looked at each other.
Wang Junlin shook his head and said, "What a pity!"
A cold look appeared on Luo Yi's face, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice: "What's the pity for Mr. Qin An?"
Wang Junlin said with regret: "It's a pity that you are so heroic that you are willing to listen to that old thief Yang Su."
This sentence was spoken by the world-famous Wang Junlin, and it was so important that a complex look suddenly appeared in Luo Yi's expression.
"Qiang!"
This was the moment Wang Junlin was waiting for. The Dragon Bird Sword suddenly came to Luo Yi's head and slashed down.
The sword energy surged to both sides like a wave, and the fallen leaves of the old locust trees in the martial arts field were swept up for a long time.
When Luo Yizheng was in a state of confusion, he never expected to be beaten by Wang Junlin whenever he asked, without even listening to his reply.
Moreover, Wang Junlin's sword was like an antelope hanging its horns. Not only did it have no beginning, it also had no end. Suddenly, the sword struck his face, and the force of the sword blocked all escape routes. There was no way to escape. The most powerful thing was that he didn't know the end of his sword.
Will it hit you somewhere?
Moreover, when the Dragon Bird Sword was wielded in Wang Junlin's hands, it seemed to weigh more than a thousand pieces, but also seemed to be as light as a feather. It was impossible for people to grasp it. Just looking at it would make ordinary people feel dizzy with sadness.
With no other choice, Luo Yi hurriedly swung his thick-backed sword and used it to block.
The thick-backed sword naturally changes direction with Wang Junlin's sword.
Clang!
The two swords touched each other and froze in mid-air.
The huge amount of zhenqi came through the knife, Luo Yi's expression changed, and the inner breath of zhenqi was running at full strength, and he could barely strengthen Wang Junlin's first round of Qi.
Wang Junlin showed a smile and continued to activate his true energy, attacking Luo Yi's meridian, and said calmly: "If you promise me something, I will spare your life, and if Yang Su promises you, I can also help you."
You can do it.”
Luo Yi was struggling to resist his invading energy, but he felt that Wang Junlin's sword was getting heavier and heavier. He could crush him with the sword at any time. Hearing this, he said with difficulty: "Qin An Gong doesn't feel like saying these words at this time.
It’s a little too early.”
Wang Junlin snorted coldly, flicked his wrist, pushed Luo Yi back three steps, and the two separated.
Luo Yi's steps were unsteady, and he took three more steps back until his back almost touched the locust tree, then he took up his position and prepared to deal with Wang Junlin's next blow.
Wang Junlin knew that Luo Yi was determined and it would be difficult to change his mind without forcing him to die. He stopped talking nonsense. The Longque Sword suddenly turned into a sword and killed Luo Yi again.