"Wow!"

Mo Ziyan snatched a sword, and the sword qi stirred, stirring up scattered cold qi, and the cold qi gathered like an avalanche, smashing towards the ink delirium like a few evil wolves.

Mo Zhiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his left hand, and the scabbard instantly turned into the Demon Dragon True Armor, from his fingers along his left hand all the way to his shoulder blades, wrapping his entire left arm. Hearing only a "coax", all the attacks were blocked by his left hand.

The scattered cold qi turned into cold mist, and Mo Ziyan's second sword had already been killed!

"Dang!" The knife and the sword struck, and the straight blade of the ink knife in Mo Zhiyu's hand was only three centimeters wide, which was so thin compared to Mo Ziyan's thick-ridged heavy sword.

Mo Zhiyu and Mo Ziyan's gaze met through the sword, and he felt the persecution from Mo Ziyan's calm gaze.

The cold qi was also like the momentum of the heavy sword, through the blades where the swords met, eroded towards the thin blade, and the ink-black blade had condensed into pieces of frost in the blink of an eye.

"Interesting." Mo Zhiyu laughed, holding the knife in his right hand and not moving, and punching his left hand. This is a punch with the Demon Dragon True Armor, and before the punch arrives, the frost attached to the armor of Mo Ziyan's Yuan Force is forced to peel off one after another by the fist wind.

Mo Ziyan's calm eyes finally showed surprise, his body leaned to the side, and at the same time waved the heavy sword in his hand, and also moved with Mo Zhiyu.

As the two of them moved, the frost attached to the sword crumbled.

Mo Ziyan avoided Mo Zhiyu's fist for a moment, and his action changed from raising his sword to carrying it. Mo Zhiyu held the knife and pressed it against the sword, flipped over from his back along Mo Ziyan's posture, flipped to the other side of Mo Ziyan, landed on the ground, and then attacked with another punch.

The cold qi on Mo Ziyan's body suddenly exploded into a wall of ice, stretching out Mo Zhiyu's fist, and at the same time, he no longer chose melee combat, and retreated.

Mo Zhiyu smashed the ice wall with a fist, and his eyes chased after Mo Ziyan, and the distance between the two sides had instantly widened by twenty steps.

Mo Ziyan over there slammed the heavy sword in his hand into the ground, and under the blade of the sword, sharp ice picks instantly stabbed on the ground that had already been covered with frost, and the ice picks quickly spread towards Mo Zhiyu.

Mo Zhiyu swung out with a sword, and the sword qi immediately split the ice picks that were attacking directly into two columns. But these two columns of icicles are not over, they actually draw a circle around the ink delusion, and they are drawing a magic circle!

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Outside the ring, everyone exclaimed.

In the pergola of the Sword Heng Sect, Luo Yiying exclaimed in surprise: "He actually knows how to draw an ice formation!" Isn't he a military cultivator?! ”

Jiang Sutong's gaze remained in the ring, and he smiled slightly and said, "No, he is an instrument cultivator." ”

"Instrument repair?" Luo Yiying was shocked, "Instrument cultivation pays attention to 'using instruments to store elements, and gathering arrays with yuan', and the physical skills will be even slower than Fu Xiu." Oh my God, I lost to an instrument cultivator! The kid seemed to have been hit hard in an instant, but he couldn't afford to miss the wonderful game, and he squatted on the edge of the pergola and watched the ring and became depressed.

Luo Yiying looked at his younger brother and shook his head slightly, then looked at the ring and said, "A weapon cultivator who can use a sword, interesting." ”

Jiang Sutong smiled and said, "I want to know what will happen next." ”

At the same time, Tianjian Mountain was on the other side.

Luo Bingqian looked at Wuyan anxiously: "He turned out to be an instrument cultivator, senior brother will be fine, right?!" ”

Wuyan looked at the direction of the ring and said lightly: "You forget, he can also draw formations." ”

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Above the ring.

Once the icicle is in a circle, it begins to spread inwards and begin to draw a real circle.

After Mo Zhiyu was slightly startled, he laughed in his heart: It turns out that the instrument cultivation is like this.

Then he moved, spun around, and drew a circle under his feet with his blade, and another circle in the formation of the icicle!

"Boom!" The two roars rang out in unison, and the ground burst into frost, but inside was a fierce flame. Ice and fire erupted at the same time, and the ice and fire were fierce, and in an instant, they turned into water vapor in the sky, filling the entire ring.

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The Sword Heng Sect outside the ring.

"He even knows how to do formations." Jiang Sutong's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she laughed again, "What else can I be surprised?" ”

"Martial arts cultivation is interesting." Luo Yiheng drank the fruit wine in the cup, and then looked at another place, which was the location of Lei Yin Pavilion.

From his point of view, he could just see the young man sitting in the middle of the pergola over there. Unlike most of the hair in the Eastern Continent, the young man's head had inches of long hair, which was extremely rare, but this was the sign of the empty gate of the Lei Yin Pavilion.

And the young man did not pay attention to the ring like the others here, but closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

Luo Yiheng retracted his gaze, poured himself another glass of fruit wine, and said, "Lei Yin Pavilion seems to have the chance to win." ”

Jiang Sutong nodded slightly and said, "After all, one is the middle stage of the Illusory Yuan Realm that can compete with the late stage of the Phantom Yuan Realm, and the other, no matter how powerful it is, is also the first to enter the Phantom Yuan Realm." This gap is not one or two places, in all aspects, how to make up for it? ”

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Above the ring.

In the heavy water vapor and smoke, Mo Ziyan's face did not change. His hands quickly changed gestures, then he drew a talisman in the air, and with a slam of his palm, he slapped the talisman array into the heavy sword. The heavy sword immediately lit up with a dazzling cold light, shining a cold sword aura forward.

The sword qi converged into a magic circle and blasted towards the location of the ink delirium, driving the surrounding water vapor, all of which turned into tiny ice edges. The ice ridges in the sky are the rain of arrows in the sky, sealing the ink delirium in all directions!

"Boom!" The arrows rained down, and the strong offensive made the entire ring tremble, and this time it was no longer water vapor that was stirred up, but real smoke and dust.

Mo Ziyan's cold face finally flashed a faint smile, he knew that although Mo Zhiyu would not die under such an offensive, he would not be able to fight again!

The rain of arrows fell, Mo Ziyan pulled out his sword fiercely, and as soon as the sword qi came out, all the smoke and dust in front of him were dispersed, and he couldn't wait to know the result. Then, he froze.

Because Mo Zhi'an stood there steadily, his left hand stretched forward, and the palm of his hand rotated the magic circle, and a light shield spread out from the magic circle, completely enveloping Mo Zhi'an.

Although the mask was full of cracks and was about to shatter, it was really able to block the attack he had just made.

"Tortoiseshell Array" Mo Ziyan couldn't help but read out loud. The tortoiseshell array is the most basic defensive array, and he didn't even break it?!

But he hasn't lost yet, there is an obvious realm difference between him and Mo Zhiyu, just in terms of the Yuan Force of the formation, he has a big advantage!

With a "bang", the Wind and Frost Sword pierced through Mo Zhiyu's Yuan Force Qi Armor, rubbing the edge of the Demon Dragon True Armor into the skin, the blade of the sword was not deep in the body, but the cold was to the bone. - Next Chapter: Swords and Swords and Arrays