Mu Lingtian and Leng Yue both had true energy to protect their bodies, and their clothes were flying with the strong current of impact. Mu Lingtian's eyes were full of killing, while Leng Yue's eyes were full of fighting intent, but they didn't seem to be. There was no plan to fight to the death.
In a battle between peerless masters, they will never take action rashly before knowing the opponent's strength, so both Mu Lingtian and Leng Yue will have certain precautions to prevent themselves from exposing their flaws.
After Mu Lingtian and Leng Yue exchanged blows, he thought that Leng Yue would have retreated instead of advancing. He also planned to distance himself and test to prevent the butterfly from sneaking in at this moment. However, he did not expect that Leng Yue struck first and had no intention of retreating. Like a ghost, he drew his sword again as soon as he sheathed it, swinging his sword left, right, up and down towards Mu Lingtian very quickly. Although there were no moves, the speed was extremely amazing, and the sword momentum and power contained in each sword were extremely Strong and tyrannical, an ordinary person would not be able to keep up with Leng Yue's speed, nor could he block Leng Yue's strength at all. It must be said that being able to wield such a series of fast-attack sword moves really proves that Leng Yue's strength is greater than before. Everyone Mu Lingtian met.
Mu Lingtian's sword-drawing and sheathing speeds would never be slower than anyone else's, not to mention the ghost step of Qisha swordsmanship. Facing Leng Yue's strong attack, Mu Lingtian quickly waved the long sword in his hand to Surpassing Leng Yue's speed, he caught Leng Yue's every sword blow, exclaiming that the two men's fighting movements could no longer be seen with the naked eye.
"Ding ding ding——"
There were dozens of clashing sounds of long swords butting iron weapons, and these ten or so soft sounds were all in one go, as if they were just one slightly longer sound. One can imagine how fast the two men moved.
As Mu Lingtian swung his long sword, the sword edge also moved accordingly. Dozens of sword edges surrounded Mu Lingtian and Leng Yue, attacking Leng Yue together with Mu Lingtian's sword moves.
Although the blade of the Sixteen Swords of Zhuxian is unpredictable, it is impossible for a master like Leng Yue to quickly find its flaws. Leng Yue's whole body was covered with a layer of light blue light. Shrouded, the gray ghost sword in his hand with bursts of blue light clashed with Mu Lingtian's long sword and sword edge.
I saw the afterimages of the two people entangled in that place. The sword energy and sword edges after fighting each other flew out and bombarded the surroundings. The energy energy after the impact of the sharp edges turned into two colors, one blue and one white. The air waves spread around, impacting together, distorting the air flow.
Although Wang Ping was rescued by Butterfly, he watched his two brothers and his cronies being killed by Mu Lingtian's sword. The grief in his heart made him lose his mind. Under the mask, he burst into tears and endured. He couldn't help crying softly, he clenched the long knife in his hand and was about to kill Mu Lingtian.
When Butterfly saw Wang Ping about to die, he raised his hand to stop Wang Ping and said coldly: "You are no match for him!"
Wang Ping was surprised by the butterfly's appearance. He glanced sideways at the butterfly and asked in confusion: "Who is the girl and why do you want to save me?"
Butterfly did not hide anything. He smiled at Wang Ping and said calmly: "Do you still remember the little girl you let go during the Battle of Xishan?"
Through Wang Ping's mask, you can see the hints of memories in his eyes. Then he looked at Butterfly and said in surprise: "Is it you?"
"That's right, it's me! If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have escaped death that day." Butterfly nodded slightly in response, and then persuaded: "The sword demon is beyond your reach, so you'd better leave quickly. As for Ye Xun ...There is no way to escape, so don’t follow me.”
After hearing what Butterfly said, Wang Ping's old eyes revealed a look of helplessness. He looked up to the sky and sighed, with sadness in his heart. Then he glanced at Mu Lingtian in the distance, then turned back to Butterfly, bowed his hands, and said: " I appreciate the girl's kindness, but...my two brothers both died at the hands of the Sword Demon. I must not be unjust, and I have an unmerciful request...I also ask the girl to bury my three brothers together!"
After finishing his words, Wang Ping turned to look at Mu Lingtian, took a deep look at the long knife in his hand, then moved his gaze to Mu Lingtian, hummed softly, and flew towards Mu Lingtian.
Although Butterfly still wanted to persuade him, he knew that Wang Ping had made up his mind and did not stop him. He watched Wang Ping rush towards Mu Lingtian with mixed feelings.
Mu Lingtian and Leng Yue had passed several moves. Mu Lingtian had a certain understanding of Leng Yue. Leng Yue also saw the power of the sword and Mu Lingtian's speed. What surprised Leng Yue the most was Mu Lingtian. His internal strength was actually far superior to his.
Wang Ping already knew his fate, but he still rushed towards Mu Lingtian without hesitation. When he was still five or six feet away from Mu Lingtian, he already jumped into the air. With the long knife in his hand, he concentrated all his inner strength and headed towards Mu Lingtian. Ling Tian swung out a strike (Flying Dragon).
This move is one of Wang Ping's special skills, a fierce move in which he uses the long sword in his hand to strike with powerful force.
I saw Wang Ping flying high into the sky, splitting Huashan Mountain with all his strength, and condensing all his internal energy on the long knife in his hand. The long knife was shrouded in a thick green light, and then the shadow of a green dragon seemed to be hovering over the long knife. Above it, it suddenly fell towards Mu Lingtian together with the long knife.
Although Wang Ping's flying dragon looked gorgeous and mighty, in the face of the battle between Mu Lingtian and Leng Yue, both speed and strength seemed too slow and weak, like the light of a firefly under the stars and moon.
After several rounds of fighting, although Leng Yue could still compete with Mu Lingtian, she was clearly at a disadvantage.
Although Leng Yue was very fast in his attacks, he was still slightly powerless under the fierce attack of Jian Feng and Mu Lingtian's fast sword. The chances of attacking kept decreasing and he could only be forced to defend. If he continued to be entangled, The outcome is obvious.
Mu Lingtian relied on his advantage, and his attacks became more and more fierce. When he felt Wang Ping coming to kill him, the corner of his eye fell on Wang Ping.
Leng Yue knew that Wang Ping had saved Butterfly. Although she didn't know why Wang Ping died like this, she still wanted to try to save Wang Ping. When she was fighting with Mu Lingtian, the long sword in Leng Yue's hand surged with a strong force. With 100% of his internal strength, he used one move (Crossing the Way of Heaven).
This move is the twelfth move of Dingchen Sword Technique. It is based on energy and sword power, wielding several powerful sword energy, and attacking with sharp edges, which has extremely high requirements on internal strength and speed.
I saw Leng Yue's afterimage beating with Mu Lingtian, and sword edges and sword energy were flying out around him. The two air waves, one white and one blue, were still spreading. Then Leng Yue and Mu Lingtian After Tian received a sword, his ghost-like figure flipped back and bounced. The ghost in his hand even emitted a burst of thick blue light. Before Leng Yue flipped back and landed, he fiercely swung out several blasts at Mu Lingtian. The sword energy rushed forward when it landed, sweeping towards Mu Lingtian with a ghostly edge.
