Young Master Liu's sudden attack without warning once again made everyone present feel worried. The Shadow Master, who was transmitting messages internally to explain something to his brothers, felt the sharp sword light coming towards him, and even more gently He swore a mean and shameless curse.
He finally understood that the so-called gentlemanly demeanor and chivalrous style were not reflected in Young Master Liu at all.
If it were an ordinary gangster or rebel who committed such a despicable act, the film owner would certainly not have any complaints. After all, it was a life-and-death showdown, and it would be understandable to resort to despicable means in order to survive.
However, Young Master Liu is not an ordinary person, but the current king of Dalong.
Although he and others do not admit this, in the eyes of others, Young Master Liu is now Dalong's current emperor.
As an emperor who holds the power of the world, can you still behave like an emperor and retain your dignity as an emperor?
Making sneak attacks at every turn, and resorting to underhand tactics at the slightest disagreement. Is this what a king of a country should do?
Even if you have one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, you should at least pretend for a while and leave some room for others to flatter you, okay?
Even if you are not a gentleman, can't you pretend to be one?
After all, so many of your subordinates, relatives and friends are still watching from the sidelines. How will they feel if you do such a disgraceful act?
The thoughts in his heart disappeared in a flash, and the shadow master felt the solid sword intent of Young Master Liu. Holding the Yanling Sword in his hand, he instinctively drew a waning moon, and instead of retreating, he advanced towards the body that enveloped his body. Liu Dashao, who was shot out from the sword light, attacked him.
In the dazzling sword light, the Yan Fei Dao filled with energy in the shadow master's hand was perfectly pointed on the cold tip of the Heavenly Sword.
Where the swords intersected, the strong wind mixed with the harsh roar echoed between heaven and earth.
Liu Dashao, who flew towards him like a comet, suddenly stopped in his tracks. The Yan Ling Saber that was counterattacked by the Shadow Master was forced to stop in mid-air, unable to move forward at all.
The two felt the astonishing power of the other's weapon. For a moment, neither of them could do anything to the other, and they struck each other's vital points with their palms.
Sensing the opponent's extremely domineering palm, Young Master Liu and the two of them were trembling in their hearts. In a sudden thought, they already knew that resisting the opponent's palm was definitely not a wise move. Shadow's palms met each other's palms.
The palms of both hands were clasped together, and the burst of true energy swept unstoppably in all directions. The hundreds of masters who were watching the battle felt the remaining power contained in the true energy, and they all flew away to dodge in the distance with solemn expressions.
The two of them were fighting each other in the air, and a hint of surprise flashed through the shadow master's sharp eyes again. In this short moment of fighting, he had already noticed that Liu Dashao's skill seemed to have completely changed compared to just now. Different variations.
King Bingjian's true energy seems to be more solidified and stronger than before the Half Pillar Incense Kung Fu.
What exactly is going on? What kind of inner strength and mental methods does King Bingjian practice? Why is his true energy like turbulent waves getting stronger one after another, giving people a feeling that there is a continuous flow of true energy in his body.
The Shadow Master, who was vaguely aware of this change, quickly retracted the Yan Fei Dao in his hand, and slashed the blade of the Heavenly Sword in Young Master Liu's hand with lightning and flint.
Young Master Liu sensed the intention of the Shadow Master and subconsciously retracted his sword to counterattack. However, in the moment when Young Master Liu sheathed his sword and counterattacked towards the Shadow Master's harming position, the Yan Fei Dao in the Shadow Master's hand was already as heavy as a sword. Wanjun's force slashed at the cold and shimmering blade of the Heavenly Sword.
The piercing roar of the clash of gold and silver swords and the fierce wind that surged across the surface caused the expressions of the surrounding masters to change. Luck immediately protected his body with Gang Qi, and with a cautious look on his face, he once again leaped a few feet behind him and stopped.
Except for Wen Renzheng, who stood still as steady as an old dog, the rest of the innate masters and dozens of masters stared at the two young masters Liu, shrouded in the light of the sword, in confusion.
They found that the remaining power of the fight between Young Master Liu and the Shadow Master seemed to be beyond their previous understanding. The mere burst of true energy and strong wind made masters like themselves feel the slightest threat at the same level.
What kind of state is this?
If he hadn't used the body-protecting Gangqi to defend his whole body just now, although these Zhenqi Gangfeng crisscrossing in mid-air would not kill him and others, they would definitely make him and others lose face.
What level have their realm reached? This is the thought in the minds of 80% of the experts present.
The moment the Yanling Saber struck the Heavenly Sword, Young Master Liu's right arm holding the Heavenly Sword trembled violently. The strong pain in the tiger's mouth of his palm made Young Master Liu clenched his teeth involuntarily.
At this moment, he truly understood the meaning of the old man's words. The shadow master's sword skills were simply too powerful.
If he hadn't taken precautions in advance because of the old man's warning, he would have fractured and dislocated his right arm's shoulder blade with just one stab.
Young Master Liu withstood the domineering blow from the Shadow Master's Yan Ling Saber, and immediately waved the Heavenly Sword in his hand like a spiritual snake, circling the Yan Ling Saber's blade and stabbing the Shadow Master's veins.
The Shadow Master didn't expect Young Master Liu to be able to fight back so quickly. Feeling the astonishing power from the tip of the Heavenly Sword, the Shadow Master took the initiative to take the handle of the Yanling Saber out of his hand, flashing with a dazzling cold light tumbling in the air.
The shadow master placed the sharp sword tip about three fingers away from the veins of his wrist. He waved his right wrist a few times at an angle that seemed unbelievable to Young Master Liu, and then floated around the blade of the Heavenly Sword and held it with his backhand. The hilt of Yan Ling's knife struck straight at the blade.
Sparks suddenly flew from the blade to the sword, and the sky sword that pierced the shadow master's veins was pressed towards the ground by the shadow master's knife.
The figures of the two people also followed the remaining force of the sword and fell heavily to the dusty ground.
The sarcasm in the Shadow Master's eyes has not yet been revealed. Young Master Liu, who was smashing towards the ground, hurriedly used Windward Stepping Snow and flipped in the air for several weeks, forcibly pulling away the Heavenly Sword that was tightly restrained by the Shadow Master's Yan Ling Dao. Under the blade of Yan Ling Dao.
A tooth-piercing squealing sound and the sparks of friction between the sword blades appeared in the eyes and ears of the two people. At the same time that the Heavenly Sword sword was drawn out from under the Yanling Blade, Liu Dashao's flipping movement in the air suddenly stopped, and his hands Holding the hilt of the Heavenly Sword, he used a light and elegant but powerful sword move to stab the Shadow Master's forehead.
The sword move is exactly the sixth form of the Nine-Style Sword Song, Shanheyun.
Seeing the sword energy that had the power to crack mountains and crack rocks lingering on the blade of the Heavenly Sword, the Shadow Master showed a flinching posture for the first time.
The Yanling sword in his hand drew a full moon in the afterimage, and the light of thousands of swords protected the shadow master like a shield.
A loud noise that was louder than the explosion of artillery shells erupted in the shadow of swords and swords. The condensed sword energy formed a strong wind and blew the two of them away.
The smoke screen that filled the air dissipated in the strong wind.
The afterimages of the two people who were flying and fighting in the air were clearly displayed in front of everyone's eyes when each other was lifted away.
Under the gaze of everyone, the two of them flew towards the ground like leaves falling in the wind and rootless duckweeds.
Evenly matched? How could it be evenly matched? Could it be that King Bingjian had been conserving his strength before?
The figures of the two people flew towards the ground almost in no particular order. The shadow master only took a step and a half back to control his figure. On the other hand, Young Master Liu took seven or eight steps back before gradually stopping. down.
The moment the film owner put his feet on the ground, his sharp eyes looked directly at Wen Renzheng, who was standing as steady as a mountain and motionless. After staring at Wen Renzheng in silence for a long time, the film owner's eyes gradually shifted to Liu, who was still regaining his composure. On the young master.
After flicking the smoke on the cloak a few times, the film host stood upright in front of him like a sword.
"My lord, it seems that you are very good at learning from each other's strengths, right?
Since your realm has improved so rapidly under the guidance of Brother Wenren, I am no longer polite and have no choice but to truly learn the masterful tricks of the descendant of Heavenly Sword.
The prince has just made so many moves without saying a word, and he has come to receive a few moves from me with the infinite sword. "
Young Master Liu felt the sudden surge of aura from the shadow master, and immediately held his sword in front of him in an offensive and defensive posture.
