Li Dong secretly accumulated strength and said: "This move of mine is a unique move used by the humble sect to settle down in the world. It is used by people of different realms, and its power is also different.
Since I reached the realm of reverse communication two years ago, I have practiced this technique day and night, and finally mastered it last month. Although he does not have the magical powers of his masters, he is still determined and determined. Young Master Ye, watch out! "
A sword was raised in the air, which coincided with the meaning of the way of heaven. Several rays of golden light gradually appeared in the sky.
The steaming clouds and rosy clouds are like immortals coming to support you; the fragrant wind is like dragons and phoenixes coming to show auspiciousness.
Ever since Ye Wumian came out of the martial arts world, he has fought and competed with others, and he has also seen the opponent become extremely powerful due to his strong inner strength.
But that is limited to the four corners of the body. How can there be any magic trick that can induce changes in the celestial phenomena?
Li Dong was still in the stage of preparing moves, and there was such a strange sight. Ye Wumian hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to deal with it.
He didn't know that Li Dong's move came from the famous line in Fan Wenzhenggong's "Yueyang Tower", "Be concerned about the world's worries first."
Because this sentence conforms to the will of heaven and the hearts of the people, and is in line with the supreme Tao, it can resonate with the heavenly phenomena.
Those who have practiced to a high level in this way can also use the power of heaven and earth affected by this move to use it for their own purposes.
At that time, fighting against others is really like destroying everything.
However, it only took a while for Ye Wumian to calm down from the throbbing.
He saw these strange phenomena in the sky, which indeed gave people a shocking feeling, but although he was high above, he did not do anything in the mundane world.
Even though the thunder from the sky was rolling and rushing, none fell on his head and brought him divine punishment.
In this way, these pomps are just to cheer and build momentum. In fact, they are not of much use. They are not as effective as the simple trick of "knowing how many flowers fall".
An ordinary reverse channel master would have felt timid when he saw this change in the sky. Not to mention that the two sides were fighting, he almost wanted to run away, but to say that his fighting spirit was half gone is no exaggeration.
However, Ye Wumian realized the Tao twice in the illusion. What he saw and understood was already extraordinary, and his understanding was beyond the reach of human beings.
After just observing for a while, he discovered that although this move could communicate between heaven and earth, it was probably because Li Dong had not yet reached the level of cultivation and could not exert even 10% of the power of heaven and earth. Apart from adding some special effects, it had no real effect.
He was immediately relieved, and the pine-patterned sword flew in his hand. With a simple move, "You know how many flowers have fallen," the cold wind blew off the delicate flowers, not pitying the fragrance, not sparing the jade, and quickly attacked Li Dong.
Li Dong didn't expect it. He wanted to use his momentum to stun the sleepless night and use the whole trick of "worrying before the world's worries" to practice in actual combat; but he didn't expect that his mind was so calm. Only when he was halfway through accumulating power did he see through the loophole.
At this time, the offensive and defensive momentum suddenly changed, and the panicked person became Li Dong.
A cold soul sword was still settling, and she had no extra backup plan to deal with the pine pattern sword that Ye Wumian rushed to attack in front of her.
The biting wind brought by "How Many Flowers Fall" had hit her face. She panicked for a moment and actually stretched out her left hand to block it.
However, although the masters in the Nitong realm are powerful, their physical strength has not yet reached the point where they can compete with the sharp sword; unless they have gathered their true energy and used their internal strength to meet them, that's about the same.
But at this moment, Li Dong was already in chaos, how could he still react to all this?
This stretch of hand is just like ordinary people subconsciously raising their hands to cover themselves when they encounter danger.
If Ye Wumian's sword had not stopped, with the sharpness of the blade and the sharpness of "how many flowers fall", her arm would definitely be in danger. A great beauty would have to travel the world with one arm from now on, and she would inevitably fall. She was nicknamed "One-armed in White" and "Beautiful Girl with One Arm".
At the critical moment, Zhu Houmao and Xin Zhixing were so frightened that they screamed and screamed. Zhu Houmao felt great regret. Although he was the one who encouraged the competition, if there were any injuries or disabilities, that would not be what he wanted to see.
In my heart, I just hope that a miracle will happen, and not the tragic situation of losing my arms and flying around as I imagined.
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These little details are naturally noticed by Ye Wumian.
He is not bloodthirsty, nor does he have any evil interest in cutting off an arm of the iceberg beauty.
Moreover, the two of them were just competing, and that was enough. There was no need to kill them all.
Immediately, he calmly withdrew his sword, and the sword that had been thrust towards Li Dong's chest and cut off her left arm was put on her shoulder, landed firmly on her neck, and said lightly: "You Lost."
The power of the sword was withdrawn, and the remaining power was difficult to suppress. There was a rustling sound, and a lot of Li Dong's black hair was cut off by his sword.
The wind suddenly picked up, fluttering, and many broken hair fell down.
Li Dong's originally pale face suddenly turned red, and his closed eyes opened.
Feeling the coldness of the sword tip on his neck, the accumulation of "worry before the world's worries" could no longer be carried out. His whole body seemed to be drained dry. His right hand softened, and the Cold Soul Sword fell weakly, with a "ding" sound. It penetrated the official road surface and penetrated deeply.
The sword shook and buzzed.
She looked at Ye Wumian, and there was no longer the arrogance and coldness she had before, but only frustration, powerlessness, and hidden dissatisfaction.
Yes, as a proud daughter of heaven, she has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child in the sect. She is loved by her teachers, admired by her brothers and sisters, has a long sword in her hand, and has almost no defeats among her peers.
But today, how could she be convinced when she was defeated by a rough-and-tumble mountain boy who had no family or any sect and was taking advantage of the moment when he was planning a trick?
"I...I..." She felt like her tongue was tied up and she couldn't speak. She was unwilling to admit defeat. She wanted to argue, but couldn't.
The master had warned her that in a real battle, the opponent would not foolishly follow you every move, but would try every means and take advantage of every opportunity to win.
No matter whether it is picking up leaks or working hard to produce miracles, only by living to the end can we have the final right to explain.
Today, thanks to Wu Mian's hand, she had the opportunity to worry about so many things here; if he had no intention of living well, no matter how many things he had, at this moment, not to mention his hand, even his neck would have been broken long ago, leaving only The next mutilated corpse, the fragrance disappears and the jade dies, and I feel resentful here.
When she thought of this, she suddenly realized that it was not so difficult to admit defeat, and the words in her mouth were not so heavy anymore.
He quickly said: "I, I lost, but can we make an appointment to have another fight? I won't necessarily lose to you next time."
As she spoke, she realized that Ye Wumian had already walked away. When she was stunned, he had removed the sword and left without looking back.
Looking towards him at this time, there was only a determined back.
Seeing that she looked a little disappointed, Zhu Houmao quickly consoled her: "Hey, Senior Sister Li! Young Master Ye... Ye Wumian, this kid takes advantage of others' danger and doesn't respect martial ethics, so we won't argue with him."
Xin Zhixing pulled him aside and said, "Senior brother, if you don't know how to comfort people, you don't need to say this."
