Chapter 197: The Sword and the Sword and the Array (II)

Mo Ziyan immediately began to draw talismans in the air again, but the speed of Mo Zhiyu was even faster!

Mo Zhiyu killed him with a single sword, directly cut off the rune array drawn by Mo Ziyan, and the blade smashed directly into the Yellow Dragon, attacking Mo Ziyan's eyebrows!

Mo Ziyan could only raise his sword to defend back, block the blade "dang", and then directly hit Mo Zhiyu with the spine of the heavy sword. Mo Zhiyu's left hand slapped on the spine of the sword at once, and he jumped up with the help of his strength, and the person danced in the air like a spiral, and the blade slashed down quickly.

He performed a quick slash and attacked Mo Ziyan's head in the air. Mo Ziyan raised his sword to make a move, and the straight knife of Mo Zhiyu collided fiercely, and for a while he could only hear the sound of "clanging".

But when Mo Zhiyu's strength in the air was finally exhausted, Mo Ziyan saw this opportunity and shouted:

"Drink!"

The blade of the thick-ridged heavy sword directly passed through the extremely fast sword net of the ink delirium, thinking about the heart of the ink delirium!

But behind the knife net, there was indeed a smile on the ink delusion, because this was what he was waiting for! Mo Zhiyu's left hand grabbed the sword body, and the scale armor of the Demon Dragon True Armor stuck the sword body tightly.

Mo Ziyan naturally wanted to draw his sword, but when he exerted a slight force, he found that the meridians of his arm trembled violently, and this force made his hand slip off the hilt of the sword.

Mo Ziyan was shocked.

In this surprise, Mo Zhiyu in the air flipped around, kicked his feet together, and directly knocked Mo Ziyan out and fell into the broken ice on the ground.

Mo Zhi landed steadily, the sword in his left hand still stabbing at him.

He knew the realm gap between himself and Mo Ziyan, and his victory only depended on the experience of the enemy. A person like Mo Ziyan who wields a heavy sword will pursue explosive power, but he is not good at dealing with attacks like a dense web.

Moreover, Mo Ziyan's continuous drawing of the magic circle before must have caused a huge burden on the meridians in his hands, especially if the formation was intercepted halfway, it would cause a backlash. Mo Zhiyu is quite experienced in this area.

Therefore, with the attack just now, he quickly consumed the last bit of strength in Mo Ziyan's hand, causing his meridians and muscles to collapse at the same time. But all of this is just taking away the frost sealing sword in Mo Ziyan's hand.

Instrument cultivation is the same as Fu cultivation array cultivation, if you can't form a formation, it's wasted! And this weapon cultivation that uses a sword as a weapon and disguises itself as a military cultivator, without a sword, is naturally truly wasted!

Mo Zhiyu looked at the little child who was still shocked, if this child still had self-knowledge, he should understand that he had been defeated.

This child is the first time he has met since he was reborn, and he will give him this dignity with an opponent who has the same fighting style as himself.

Then suddenly, in the smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated, Mo Zhiyu sensed killing intent. Before he could turn around, the hilt of the Frost Sealing Sword in his hand seemed to have been struck by something, and it stabbed at Mo Zhiyu again. No matter how agile Mo Zhi's reaction is, he can't avoid it, so he can only change the blade of the sword from piercing to the heart to piercing the shoulder socket!

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.

And the real killing move was also killed at this time, and a black shadow rushed out of the fog and grabbed at Mo Zhiyu with a claw!

Mo Zhiyu dodged this claw with a roll in this posture, and the claws of the black shadow grabbed the position he was standing in and shattered it. And after Mo Zhiyu rolled, he immediately pulled out the frost sealing sword on his shoulder, and then he held a sword and a sword, and swung two qi at the opponent, accurately killing the opponent's body!

Then Mo Zhiyu saw this person clearly, he remembered this person, this was an ordinary casual cultivator, he was eliminated on the first day of the Sword Conference, and he was the brother of the mortal woman who died that night.

But at this moment, instead of leaving blood in the broken skin, black qi was released, and the loose skin quickly changed and changed into a different shape.

Qin Yiqiong!

Mo Zhiyu's eyes widened. On the night when his consciousness was wounded, he clearly saw this guy being cut into a ball of flesh by Luo Yiying! So, that's a trick!

Qin Yiqiong revealed his true body and killed Mo Zhi Delirium again, but it was impossible for Mo Zhi to resist at this moment. The wound on his shoulder was releasing cold air that was rapidly eroding his meridians, and the moment he swung his sword before, he had immobilized his left hand.

This is the true power of the Frost Sealing Sword: the wound is bloodless, and the bloodless is fatal!

At this moment, a huge sword qi fell from the sky, and in an instant, Qin Yiqiong truly turned from a black shadow into an afterimage.

Mo Zhiyu knelt on one knee weakly, looked at the faceless coming from the smoke, and muttered: "Senior brother" However, he had no extra strength, the Frost Sealing Sword attacked too fast, he could no longer hold on, and fell to the ground.

This accident shocked everyone, and the escort forces of the Sword Heng Sect and Jiaoyi Guard quickly assembled and wiped out some of the remnants brought by Qin Yiqiong.

Not far away, in the pergola of the Sword Heng Sect, Jiang Sutong retracted her gaze to watch the play, turned to Luo Yiheng, and said: "See, your real opponent is not the current shameless, but the ink delirium in the future!" ”

Luo Yiheng's originally relaxed expression finally showed a hint of seriousness.

And on that ring, the Heavenly Sword Mountain side quickly carried Mo Zhiyu away, and the Lei Yin Pavilion side also quickly surrounded Mo Ziyan's side. Several elders stepped into the ring, looked at the current situation, discussed it, and announced together:

"Mo Zhiyu loses combat effectiveness, Mo Ziyan wins!"

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When Mo Zhiyu woke up again, the Sword Discussion Conference was over. Although the tournament postponed the match time for him due to Mo Zhiyu's injury, Mo Zhiyu showed no signs of waking up, so after a five-day postponement, the Sword Tournament continued.

Because Mo Zhiyu was in a coma and could not participate, Cheng Qixue, who had to compete with Mo Zhiyu on the last day, won directly; Because of Dong Dangan's withdrawal, Luo Yiying, who fought against him, won directly; The rest of Mo Ziyan vs. Luo Bingqian was a game without suspense, and Mo Ziyan won.

So in the end, Mo Ziyan won the championship of the Sword Conference with a three-game victory. Cheng Qixue and Luo Bingqian tied for second with one win and two wins, and Luo Yiying ranked third with one win and two defeats. As for Mo Zhiyu and Dong Dangan, there are no results.

Regarding the agreement between Wuyan and Cheng Qixue, it is said that it is only about swordsmanship, and it is said that Yuan Li is not used. But there was no surprise in the ending, Cheng Qixue was defeated.

Lying in the carriage back to Chang'an, Mo Zhiyu put his left hand behind his head, and unfolded a strip of cloth with his right hand, on which four words were written in Juanxiu's sharp handwriting: "Don't fight for the first." ”

Mo Zhiyu's thumb stroked over these four words, and he finally understood that the meaning of these four words was not advice, but the end.

"The head of the Yun family? I really want to see what kind of child it is, and if it is a monster that is reborn again, right? ”

Mo Zhiyu continued to laugh: "When no one is around, she usually calls me 'dear'. β€”The next chapter of the lights