Chapter 958: Sword Confrontation

Bai Mochen instantly took out his sword, and the Qin Lan sword did not carry a trace of wind and dust, swinging and slashing, and parrying with Jiuxiao. Yun Luo crossed the sword in front of him, obviously the other party was just such an understatement of the sword, which actually made himself feel more pressured.

The wooden sword that separated the opponent was connected to the point sword, and the blade had not yet reached the opponent's body, but he saw that the sword light cut out by Qin Lan was like an overwhelming grid, and it seemed that he would be hit no matter whether he was advancing or retreating, so he simply had a horizontal heart, and the ice was slashed by Yan Han, the sword thought appeared, and the trembling slight movement under his feet, and the moment his eyes were reflected, the three swords were already coming out in unison and approaching the three key points on Bai Mochen's body.

The moment Jiuxiao and Qin Lan clashed, the green sword marks seemed to grow a dexterous arm around the Jiuxiao sword body, winding all the way towards the hilt of the sword, but the sword in front of him was obviously real, and the sword net spread out turned out to be the sword shadow left behind!

Realizing this, the devouring qi merged into the sword, urging the nine heavens with violent thoughts, and breaking through the shackles of Qin Lan with a sword.

Before he could catch his breath, the blade of the sword stabbed and stabbed straight to the heart.

Yun Luo immediately picked up his sword, but he didn't expect Bai Mochen to count on this, raised the sword body, and countered it with his palm, the palm was like a sword, slapping on Yun Luo's chest, the gentle sword intent penetrated from his body, and the Qin Lan sword was pressed down.

Yun Luo struggled to swing Jiuxiao from the halfway waist of the sword body to stop, at this time, Qin Lan was forced, as if the spirit snake spit out a letter, just this light contact, and then pressed Jiuxiao's sword body straight into it from above, rubbing the Jiuxiao sword blade into it.

At this time, Yun Luo wanted to cross the nine skies, but found that his dexterity was completely suppressed by the opponent's wooden sword, and he couldn't move at all, the only way was to draw the sword and come out, but at this time, drawing the sword meant giving up the defense and being completely subdued by one blow.

The divine thought touched it, and the Ten Thousand Hell Sword slashed the breath of death and killed the spiritual sea, Bai Mochen collected the sword and waved it lightly, and the power mixed with death and destruction was like a water flow that encountered an obstacle and dispersed to both sides.

Yun Luo held the Ten Thousand Prisons, and there was already an uproar in his heart, but he didn't expect that this was only ten moves, and he was already difficult to parry, Bai Mochen's sword momentum seemed to be plain and unremarkable, but he stabbed, crushed, and after the fight, he found that he was completely restricted, neither the Stygian Illusion Sword nor the Heavenly Stinging Storm could play any role, and his sword momentum was immediately brought into the rhythm of the other party after the fight.

Bai Mochen put away Qin Lan, stretched out his hand to his chest, and a Qing Feng who followed the power of nature and knew the avenue appeared in his palm: "Come on, go on, this sword is named Gu Chen, it is my fifth sword, and this sword will set the chaos of the family." ”

Yun Luo put away Jiuxiao and changed the Ten Thousand Prisons Sword to his left hand, the left-handed swordsmanship is what he is best at, originally it was just to test the depth of the other party, after all, Bai Mochen said that the one in front of him was just an incarnation outside his body, if it wasn't for the Ten Thousand Prisons Sword just now, I am afraid that he would have been stabbed to death by Bai Mochen under the sword, and he would not even have the opportunity to switch swordsmanship.

Yun Luo had just raised his sword, but there was already a mist in front of him, and the ancient sword was pouring its sword blade towards him like a manic and ferocious wildfire, and the chaotic swordsmanship made Yun Luo full of divine thoughts, which was more difficult to parry than the previous Qin Lan sword.

The sword blade was cut down, Yun Luo suddenly felt a chill surging into his palm, but his mind did not dare to relax for half a minute, and he noticed that the sword blade suddenly slashed from the left, and then parried but felt that the fire seemed to be burning in his hand, and he was hot, and his mind was full of restlessness, and he thought of Jian Yungui.

Before the sword momentum was completed, the blade of the sword was skillfully hidden, but when the violent and disorganized blade slashed from the side again, he had to parry with the sword again, and the successive defenses made Yun Luo obviously feel that his body was becoming sluggish.

Originally, I didn't think that after ten more moves, Yun Luo could have barely taken the sword slash, but now it was completely slower, so he had to step forward and retreat, and Gu Chen continued to erode like an inexhaustible wildfire.

There is no law to see through, there is no place to fortify in advance, Yun Luo realized what it means to be completely pressed and beaten, and his own sword momentum has no chance to form, once he wants to condense the sword to counterattack, the wildfire will burn from his flaw, and if he is hit, he can no longer stop the spread of this wildfire.

After a hundred moves, Yun Luo's sword was defeated, only to feel that his feet seemed to be pulled by the rocky earth, and his arms seemed to be bound by chains, and he couldn't move at all.

On the other hand, Bai Mochen, who retreated two steps back, did not have a trace of fatigue in his sword momentum, but Gu Chen was shining, as if it was plated with a layer of gold.

Yun Luo breathed a few sighs of relief and came to his senses, and after he stopped fighting with Bai Mochen, he found that the restraints and pressure that originally existed on his body had been reduced drastically, and he was nowhere to be found.

At this time, when he looked at the Guchen Sword in Bai Mochen's hand again, Yun Luo already knew: "It turns out that it is the sword of the five elements, and each sword in the fierce offensive has its own line, no wonder I feel that the scorching palm of my hand alternates with the severe cold, and there is more power of the earth to pull, and the withering can be contained, but your sword continues to contain the sharpness of gold, and even if I have other means, I can't use it at all." ”

Bai Mochen nodded with satisfaction: "The talent is really good, then in addition to seeing the sword power in my hand, have you ever seen a trace of my sword moves?" ”

Yun Luo frowned and thought, and slowly said in his mouth: "The sword is like fire, and it is a wildfire on the grassland, the onslaught is non-stop, endless, and the sword is disorderly, only attacking but not defending, if the other party wants to counterattack, he will definitely be hit by a sword, even if the counterattack works, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out of the corner contaminated with wildfire." ”

Bai Mochen said leisurely: "Choose the fire: the sword is out of the fifteenth, the onslaught ignites the fire, and it is indestructible, this is the bottom of my original sword moves, and then I continue to hone it, the first sword is the source, and the last sword is rekindled, so that the cycle can become an endless sword." ”

There are many of these that Bai Mochen did not explain, kendo needs to be pioneered by himself, and blindly taking other people's sword moves will only touch the shadow, so Bai Mochen only talks about kendo further, and will not deconstruct too many principles, he hopes that Yun Luo can get out of his own kendo path.

"Can you let me strike first for the third time?" Yun Luo put aside the question of sword momentum for the time being, and asked.

Bai Mochen put away Gu Chen, and took out a sword again, the hilt of the sword seemed to have a scale structure, the dragon jumped on the blade of the sword, the sword body was hidden in the clouds and fog, listening to the sound of slow waving, there was a divine dragon chant, which seemed to have the momentum of turning the world upside down: "The sword name is Longruo, the dragon is here, and the sky is shaking." ”

Yun Luo concentrated, the sword went away, the sword thought moved, and the phantom sword turned into thousands of sword blades standing above the blue sky, like a torrential rain, roaring.

His body is even more like stepping on a ghostly step, the shadow is like snow drifting, breathing in pairs, each holding a sword to stab Yan Han with ice, skillfully taking six weaknesses, and stabbing straight away.