Honzhen Sakura stared at Mo He, feeling a little cold in her heart. Although she was determined to fight to the death, she could not draw her sword and fight.
If it were an ordinary opponent, even if her strength was far superior to him, Honma Sakura would still have the courage to fight.
But Mo He is different. He is the only one who can kill, but others cannot kill him. Even though Ben Zhenying can kill the sun and the moon, he cannot kill Mo He, otherwise he will only hurt himself. For a while, Ben Zhen Ying is in a dilemma.
"Do you have to do this?" Qi Yazhen walked out of the cabin and stared at Mohe and said.
When Mohe saw Qi Yaxi, he smiled, looked at Qi Yaxi and said: "I heard that you are known as a swordsman overseas, and the Niten Feixianryu is known as the best swordsmanship overseas."
"It's just a compliment from friends." Qi Yazhen said with a frown.
"That's probably true." Mo He nodded.
These words immediately made all the disciples of Niten Feixianryu furious. Maybe Qi Yazhen was not the strongest human being on earth, but his level of swordsmanship was like a saint in the hearts of the disciples of Niten Feixianryu.
"Shi Ke can't be killed, Mo He, I want to duel with you." Honma Sakura said with a gloomy face.
"You're not qualified yet." Mo He didn't even look at Benma Sakura and said to Qi Yaqi: "Since you are known as the Overseas Swordsman, you may have some real talent and knowledge, so I will give you a chance. I will only fight you with swordsmanship, and suppress my strength within the same range as you. If you can resist my three sword defeats, I will let you come and go freely. If you lose, Ertian Feixiangong must invest As a member of my God’s family, do you dare to agree?”
Qi Yazhen knew clearly in his heart that he would never be kind today. If he agreed, he still had a chance to give it a try. If he didn't agree, Ertian Feixian Palace would not be able to escape the disaster of destruction today.
Moreover, Qi Yazhen is still very confident in his swordsmanship. Regardless of the level difference, he does not think that he is worse than Mohe in terms of swordsmanship. He does not believe that he cannot even catch three swords.
"Can what you said represent the Family of God?" Qi Yazhen asked, looking at Mohe.
"I told you to leave. No one in the God's family dares to touch you again. Of course, the premise is that you, the sword master, can take on my three swords without defeat." Mo He said lightly. His purpose was to bring Er Tianfei to The Immortal Palace brought back the God's Family, not for the purpose of killing people. The previous killing of the companion pets who pulled the boat was just to shock everyone.
"Okay, three swords will determine victory or defeat." Qi Yazhen was calm and unmoved by Mo He's words. At the same time, he didn't really want to be undefeated with three swords, but wanted to win.
If a master of swordsmanship has no desire to win and just has the mentality of surviving three swords without losing, then he has already lost.
Qi Yazhen summoned his companion pet swords, which were two samurai swords, one long and one short. The blades looked the same in texture, and both showed a strange purple color, with a faint hint of blood in the purple.
"My pair of swords are called Ghost Cry and God's Howl. They are both growable companion pets. They have grown to the natural disaster level, which is one level higher than myself. I will fight you with this sword. You can do whatever you want. Don’t worry about anything, just use natural disaster level power.” Qi Yali said.
"It's just a foreign object." Mo He made a casual move, and a stream of seawater poured into his palm like a fountain. Under the influence of the cold air in his palm, it condensed into a Western sword.
Shaking the ice sword casually, Mo He said: "Since you are at the fear level, then I will suppress the power at the fear level. Take my three swords and you can go wherever you want."
Most of the disciples of Ertian Feixiangong had indignant expressions on their faces. Mo He's actions were simply an insult to Qi Yali, the sword master.
Some people were secretly glad, feeling that Qi Yazhen's chances of winning were a little better, but they were also worried that Mo He would break his promise.
"Please." Qi Yazhen's mood was as calm as an ancient well, and he did not have any emotional fluctuations because of Mo He's words. He held his sword as quietly as a mountain, standing on the sea.
"You really have the demeanor of a sword master." Mo He nodded slightly, his eyes became serious, and he stabbed Qi Yazhen with the ice sword in his hand.
It was completely different from the momentum when he crushed hundreds of companion pets with one hand just now. His sword thrust was ordinary and simple. It could even be said that it was a bit outrageous. There was no sword energy or sword light, and the sword thrust was also ordinary. Very slow, so slow that it felt like he was joking.
Mohe was still standing on the pier, at least a few hundred meters away from Qiya Sakai on the sea. He stabbed out his sword and did not move his steps. He was still standing on the pier.
But for some reason, the slowly thrusting sword tip seemed to be approaching Qi Yali.
Not only Qi Yazhen, but all the people watching the battle felt as if the sword was piercing their hearts. Those who were not firm-minded turned pale with shock and involuntarily stepped back.
But no matter how they retreated, the feeling that the sword tip was about to pierce their hearts still lingered, as if their hearts were about to be pierced in the next second.
When Honma Sakura and Shiraishi Mei saw this sword, their expressions became extremely solemn.
They all know that it is difficult to practice swordsmanship quickly. The faster the sword, the easier it is to kill people.
But as long as you keep practicing, the sword will always become faster, it's just a matter of how much faster.
But if you want to practice the sword slowly, you can't learn it simply by practicing. You need to have extremely high talent in the sword and have the opportunity to have an epiphany. Only then can you practice the sword slowly.
Mo He's Slow Sword was obviously more than just slow. Its level was so high that even Benzhen Sakura was a little frightened.
The sword stabbed slowly, and it seemed easy to break, but when it came time to break it, I found that it was impossible to break it.
Because he is too slow, no matter how you deal with it, your intentions will be exposed in front of the other party. The situation was originally controlled by silence, but suddenly you find that you have become the one who moves.
But if you don't break the slow sword, the sword will stab slowly, like boiling a frog in warm water. Once it enters the opponent's killing distance, it will be impossible to break it if the opponent moves.
It's wrong to move, and it's wrong to not move. Qi Yazhen suddenly fell into a dilemma.
People who knew the terrifying nature of this sword were worried about Qi Yazhen, but Qi Yazhen himself did not panic or hesitate, and slashed directly at Mo He with his long sword Guiwei.
His sword was not slow at all, on the contrary, it was as fast as a sudden glance, and it was like a horse training, and it was in front of Mo He in an instant.
"Wonderful!" Benma Sakura couldn't help but exclaimed, this is the most authentic Niten Feixian style.
The long sword cuts the enemy, the short sword protects the body, and the combination of movement and stillness is like the rotation of yin and yang. This is the only way to defeat the slow sword, but it is only limited to Qi Yazhen's level, and he can do it just right.
The terrifying sword light brought by Gui Weiqi has already struck in front of Mo He. If Mo He continues to stab forward, his sword will be blocked by the howl of the short sword. If he dodges with the sword, he will immediately fall into a passive situation, let alone the three swords. , even with three hundred swords and three thousand swords, I am afraid it is impossible to defeat Qi Yazhen.
Mo He didn't retreat, and didn't even have the intention of sheathing his sword. He actually used the ice sword condensed from sea water to face Qi Yazhen's natural disaster-level long sword, Ghost Cry.
"Is he going to break the contract?" Everyone's hearts skipped a beat.
How could an ice sword condensed from sea water possibly compete with a natural disaster-level companion weapon, unless Mo He used his own natural disaster-level power?
But until the swords clashed, Mo He did not use the natural disaster level power, and the ice sword was chopped into pieces without any suspense.
Everyone was overjoyed, but the next thing happened, everyone's expressions turned ashen, and they stood still, unable to believe what they saw with their eyes.
The swords clashed, and Mo He's ice sword was chopped into pieces, but his sword was originally made of condensed sea water. The chopped ice sword melted into water, and as Mo He's sword style continued to move forward, it condensed into a sword again. Pointing at Qi Yali's chest.
"Everything has its own characteristics, and the way to create and overcome lies in one mind. If you don't even understand this, it seems that the Two Heavenly Flying Immortal Style is nothing more than this." Mo He said lightly.
