Combined with the Ice Cotton Palm and the Flying Cat Light Smoke Skill, there are absolutely very few people in the world who can stop him.
But Mo Li is undoubtedly one of those few.
The long sword in his hand stabbed forward weakly, like a beginner stabbing casually, so slowly that people could see the black and white mottled lines on the blade of his Ziwu Sword.
However, the sound of wind and thunder whizzed wherever his sword blade passed. This was the whistling sound that can only be caused by a sword piercing the air at an extremely fast speed!
Just when everyone was puzzled, his sword was impartial and stopped right in front of the black figure.
when!
The palms of the swords met, and there was a soft sound, and a strong cold wind spread away. The temperature in the entire restaurant dropped instantly. A group of wealthy people in the nearby arena were blown by the cold wind, and they immediately started fighting.
sneezed.
Only the two people in the field were seen. Mo Li took a small step back, his face turned pale by three points, as if his internal strength was not enough, while Wei Yixiao stood there with his usual expression. It was obvious at a glance who was taller and who was lower.
Know.
He couldn't say that he was relieved, he was really afraid that the Green Winged Bat King would be defeated by Mo Li.
Fortunately, this little swordsman who is extremely famous in the world is actually a little younger and his internal strength is a little weak.
He felt relieved, and everyone else present could not help but become nervous!
Especially Gu Songli, he bet five thousand taels of silver on Mo Li's victory!
The Green-Winged Bat King is a bit lower than Yang Xiao in the Ming Cult, and Mo Li is no match for him. What should I say about the subsequent duel?!
"After all, he is a young man. Although his swordsmanship is excellent, his internal strength is a bit lacking."
Wei Yixiao said coldly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with the duel with Yang Xiao."
As if his tail had been stepped on, Li Qiye said with an 'angry' look on his face: "Even if your internal strength is not as good as yours, it's enough to kill you with my sword!"
His face turned slightly red, resembling the young master Tang Qi who had become angry just now. Wei Yixiao was very familiar with this face. It was the arrogance of young people. In the public eye, young people are always afraid of losing face and like to speak harshly.
The same was true for him when he was young.
It is a good thing for young people to be arrogant, but it depends on the occasion.
Wei Yixiao sighed softly and said: "Young people with good martial arts skills like you are really rare in the world. It's a pity..."
He tiptoed a little, and he swooped up again like a big bat. The ice palms spread out, and the temperature of the entire restaurant continued to drop!
call out!
Mo Li waved the long sword in his hand again, still unhurriedly, but as fast as lightning, once again blocking the opponent's ice palm outside the sword, but this time his face turned redder, and anyone with a discerning eye could see
After knocking it out, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it for a few more times.
Everyone secretly sighed inwardly that this little sword god was too young after all, and his internal strength was not strong enough to be favored by the emperor.
Wei Yixiao didn't stop this time, and with the blessing of the Feixu Light Smoke Skill, Wei Yixiao struck out continuously. He was like a ghost, leaving dozens of afterimages around Mo Li.
The palm after palm was shot out, and the cold air was so strong that the entire restaurant felt like a cold winter. Many heroes who were weak in the world were shivering, and a thin layer of white frost formed on the ground!
What's surprising is that Li Mo Li's swordsmanship is really superb.
No matter how fast the Green-winged Bat King's attack was, the black and white mottled Meridian Sword in his hand always stopped right in front of the opponent's palm, and never allowed the opponent to successfully succeed. The name of the little sword god is definitely not a lie!
But everyone can also see clearly that the young man's sword swings are slower and more reluctant each time. His face is as red as a monkey's butt, and it is obviously very difficult to hold up. The Meridian Sword is also hanging on
A thin layer of ice was formed. This was a sign that the pure Yang internal force in his body could not support the dispelling cold air. He might be defeated at any time!
Wei Yixiao could naturally notice things that others could notice, and he even knew the state of the young man in front of him better than others.
With each sword strike, the opponent's inner strength is getting weaker and weaker. He is afraid that his inner strength is close to being exhausted, and the outcome is right in front of him!
Yang Xiao, I will take care of your opponent today in advance!
The Green-winged Bat King was proud of himself. He gathered all his inner strength into his palms, but he did not hold back any more. He struck out with an ice-cold palm. Not only was his speed a few minutes faster, but the temperature in the entire restaurant also dropped again. Everyone could see this.
The intention of the Green-winged Bat King is clearly to kill this world-famous little sword god with this palm!
Pity……
The heroes sighed again, Gu Songli clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth. He pulled out his long sword, waiting for Mo Li to rush to rescue him at any time if he was defeated!
A man in Guanzhong values righteousness over profit, and Mo Li has saved his life, so even though he knows he can't do it, he still wants to try it!
There was a smile on the corner of the Green Winged Bat King's mouth. He seemed to have seen the young man in front of him dying under his palm. The blood of such a young master must be particularly hot and delicious.
Suddenly, Li Qiye smiled.
The smile is very relaxed, it is the proud smile of the prey after stepping into the trap, and it is also the smile of calm victory!
Wei Yixiao was very familiar with this smile, because it had appeared on his face many times!
However, his sword was clearly weak, and even if he blocked his palm, he would be frozen to death by the power of the ice palm!
Wei Yixiao was puzzled in his heart when he suddenly saw Mo Li's arm shaking, and all the ice on the Ziwu Sword was shaken off. Then, the long sword turned into a black and white lightning, which was much faster than before.
It came straight to his throat at twice the speed, and he had no time to react!
He is hiding his stupidity!
Wei Yixiao was shocked and turned around to leave, but it was already too late!
There was a sound of a long sword penetrating into flesh, and when blood burst out, Wei Yixiao froze on the spot.
There was already a sword in his throat, a sharp long sword with black and white mottled colors.
In the restaurant, it suddenly became very quiet, very quiet, quiet, and the only sound left was the sound of blood dripping on the ground.
"You... you are humble... humble..."
Wei Yixiao pointed at Mo Li, his eyes widening in anger. He wanted to scold Mo Li for being despicable, hiding his strength, and tricking him into taking the bait, but in the end he didn't say anything. As a string of blood bubbles appeared in his throat, his hand
He hung down helplessly, and his whole body immediately lost all life.
"Ice Spreading Palm is quite interesting."
Li Qiye smiled calmly and sheathed his sword.
He turned around and walked towards the outside of the restaurant, with a calm demeanor and a smart demeanor, and his clothes were not in any mess.