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"Fourth."

"It's fine." The two blocked Zhao Kuo's way, and the man quickly untied the cloth towel on his body and wrapped it around the wound to avoid excessive blood loss.

"Four Battles."

The four of them separated again, this time it was completely different from the last time, the position of the four people was also exquisite, different people were responsible for a certain area, among which the swordsmanship complemented each other, this array was both offensive and defensive, among which there was a hidden killing machine, Cao Qiu Dao ascended to a high place, here was close enough to the Zhao State camp, his eyes fell on Zhao Kuo, there was no resentment at that moment, but a little more expectation.

Zhao Kuo shouted loudly and took out the sword, the momentum changed, the three swords attacked at the same time, and the other person was obviously slow, and the speed of the four swords on weekdays was almost the same, even if the slight difference was completely made up by the sword formation, this set of sword formations for four people has been extremely familiar with many years of practice, even if the sword is out with their eyes closed, it can be accurate.

At this time, it is different, one person - excellent - excellent - small - said - more - new - the fastest - there is a wound on the body, and at the same time out of the sword, the speed is inevitably slower, seeing that the timing of the sword is not right, he is anxious, and the move is chaotic, and in an instant, Zhao Kuo's fatal blow is issued, it seems that he has already judged, and the master duel is like this, and there can be no mistakes.

Cao Qiu Dao is at least seventy percent sure of Zhao Kuo's four major disciples, although Zhao Kuo is only one person, there is no helper around, the four absolute formations can bring the four-person swordsmanship to the limit, if he is defeated under Zhao Kuo's sword in an instant, this kind of blow must be extremely heavy for Cao Qiu Dao.

With a scream, a figure approached, Cao Qiu said his sword, the sword light flashed, and the speed of the sword was faster, but unfortunately it was still one step behind, Zhao Kuo launched the strongest blow, without the slightest hesitation, the sword in his hand instantly accelerated, and the sword light disappeared into the opponent's chest in an instant, because it was too fast, the other three people couldn't do it if they wanted to rescue.

Cao Qiu Dao must have thought of it, but in an instant, the four absolute formations were broken, and there were also three of the four disciples left, and one of them died under Zhao Kuo's sword, everything happened too fast, so fast that even if a master like Cao Qiu Dao wanted to make a move, he couldn't do it.

"Kill him and avenge the fourth."

The youngest of the four disciples fell, and the other three shook their swords to surround Zhao Kuo, staring at each other, Cao Qiu Dao waved his hand, and the four battles had been broken, and the three of them alone were not Zhao Kuo's opponents.

"Stand down."

"Master, we have to avenge the fourth child and kill Zhao Kuo."

"If there is a teacher, no one's blood will be shed in vain." Cao Qiu Dao took a deep breath, and at that moment he also moved with killing intent, seeing his disciple die, he finally realized the mystery of swordsmanship after many years of sword practice, anger, anger, and hatred are all useless, and calming down is the highest level of swordsmanship.

The three of them were also obedient, and retreated to the side, Cao Qiudao looked at Zhao Kuo, "Your death is coming, what else do you have to say?" ”

"Life and death are fate, it's not up to you to decide, it's better to think about your own future."

Cao Qiudao laughed, "It's really arrogant, you were still peeing your pants when the old man killed someone." ”

"Boxing is afraid of being less strong, and the same is true of swordsmanship, and the old man must have heard of it too." Zhao Kuo's momentum is not weak at all, judging from the opponent's posture and momentum, he must be a master, and even when he encounters the strongest opponent, he does not dare to be careless, concentrates, and can deal with it at any time once the other party suddenly makes a move.

"Interesting, really interesting, today I will let you see what real swordsmanship is." Cao Qiu Dao's body flickered, his movements were dashing, an afterimage appeared in the air, the sword in his hand fell gently and unhurriedly, Zhao Kuo frowned, the sword posture used by the other party was extremely simple, and with experience, at least ten or more sword moves could be taken.

In this case, why did he hesitate to take out the sword, the other party's figure was close, and the long sword pointed at the vital point in front of Zhao Kuo, once it suddenly accelerated, the sword completely penetrated directly.

Zhao Kuo still didn't move, the other party was close enough, Cao Qiudao snorted coldly, and simply shook his wrist to use a change move, the sword momentum is exquisite, worthy of being a sword god, and the grasp of the changes between sword moves is far beyond what people can do, Zhao Kuo still didn't move, the tip of the sword flashed and approached quickly, Cao Qiudao didn't have any expression on his face, if this sword stabbed straight down, at least sixty percent sure that it could kill Zhao Kuo, if the change of move could increase the chance, there was no hesitation, Cao Qiudao's wrist turned, and the move changed again, everything just happened in an instant, Continuously changing moves, in which the connection is even more exquisite, worthy of the name of the sword god.

With a snap, the sound was very small, so small that no one else could hear it except for two people, the master duel relied on momentum rather than force, and the use of brute force to win could not be called a master of swordsmanship at all, just like Zhao Kuo's fierce general Mu Chen, every shot with a whistling momentum, although it was powerful and invincible, the damage caused was always limited, and every time he shot consumed physical strength, it was equally amazing.

Looking at the two of them again, the sword walks with his heart, calm and relaxed, in the eyes of outsiders, it is inevitably a little casual, only connoisseurs can see the doorway, every move seems simple, even ordinary swordsmen can take it, and it is impossible to guess the implied changes in the moment when the long sword touches.

Cao Qiu Dao snorted coldly, Fang Cai was just trying the opponent, the real killing move was not used at all, he snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand attacked repeatedly, but seeing that Zhao Kuo was completely surrounded by sword light, Cao Qiu Dao attacked repeatedly, his movements were chic and free, and his body shape changed accordingly, at that moment it was not like a fight, but two people were dancing among the flowers, and the three disciples behind him praised again and again, it was the first time to see the master so serious, he was able to break the four unique formations in an instant, and the opponent was also very good.

Cao Qiu Dao is more and more shocked, he has fought with the Mo family giants, the way is almost the same, the Mo family's tactics emphasize defense as the attack, first with the ultimate defense to block the opponent's repeated offensives, and finally launch a counterattack, at this time Cao Qiu Dao is far from being comparable to that day, Zhao Kuo's Mozi swordsmanship also completed the transcendence, Cao Qiu Dao also has reservations every time he shoots, and he knows in his heart that Zhao Kuo has no power to counterattack at this time, so he simply relies on the sword momentum to grasp the initiative and find the other party's flaws.

Cao Qiu Dao's sword momentum did not stop, Zhao Kuo was calm, Mozi swordsmanship defensive sword momentum was all issued, and every time he took it was thrilling, although he did not know the identity of the other party, this person must be the strongest person in this life to encounter swordsmanship, the rapid change of moves made people completely lose time to think about it, and one sword flashed and the second sword followed.

The world's martial arts are not fast and unbreakable, this is the same for hundreds of years of unchanging truth, attack is also the pursuit of swordsmanship cultivators throughout their lives, only the Mohists are different, they study the method of defense all their lives, everything is most afraid of pursuing the limit, the attack speed, strength must have its limit, that is, the highest mystery of swordsmanship pursued by the world, the same is true for defense, once it reaches the limit, it will not be able to break through. r1058

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