"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Mo Li could even master the intermediate fighting skill of Three Thousand Sword Rain, which is at the Xuan level, to the point where he can differentiate into a thousand long swords." "I heard that after practicing three months ago, Senior Brother
Mo Li could differentiate into three swords. There are more than five hundred handles. In just three months, they can be divided into a thousand handles. Senior Brother Mo Li's talent is really terrifying!" "
That boy Chen Tian just now probably angered Senior Brother Mo Li. Senior Brother, he directly I just used my trump card."
Chen Tian looked at the sword formation above that almost blocked the sun, his expression changed slightly.
There is almost nowhere to hide from this indiscriminate attack.
"Mmp, when this competition is over, I will succeed in practicing Thousand Thunder Jue no matter what."
Chen Tian, who has not practiced fighting skills, can only fight hard in close combat when he encounters a sword-wielding ** like Mo Li. Teacher, you can only resist being beaten.
"Are you desperate?" Mo Li looked at Chen Tian's face and smiled solemnly, "Die!"
With a wave of Mo Li's palm, the sword array hanging above Chen Tian's head shot down like raindrops. .
"Despair? Then you underestimate me."
Chen Tian stomped his foot, and powerful fighting spirit surged out from his palm, "You are not the only one who has weapons."
A black long sword instantly condensed on Chen Tian's body. in hand.
As the morning sky danced at high speed, a sharp black tornado was formed, with only subtle purple fire and lightning mixed in on the tornado.
And Chentian was in the eye of this black tornado.
A tyrannical momentum burst out.
The momentum emanating from Chentian was also felt by everyone around the square. It was exactly the power shown by Chentian in his personal show.
"Dou Qi Condensation, this is indeed Dou Qi Condensation."
If the giant beast shown by Chen Tian in the previous solo show was more illusory, this long sword at this time is truly the real thing.
"Dou Qi Condensation is a method that only a strong Dou Ling warrior can possess. How did he do it?" There was
an uproar among the disciples. Even among the elders, there were several voices of surprise.
"Do you have a weapon with a special constitution?" The soul power of Dan Wang Guhe burst out from the center of his eyebrows, and he quickly revealed the source of the Chentian sword.
Yun Yun's expression didn't change much, because she had seen this power when she was in the Warcraft Mountains.
This black long sword, held in Chen Tian's hand, seemed to have a huge increase.
"Is this your trump card?" Although Mo Li couldn't understand the black sword, he didn't think that Chen Tian had the strength to fight against spirits. He immediately snorted coldly: "I want to see how you can block it. My three thousand sword rain."
The dense rain of swords cut continuously on the black tornado.
But the black tornado was like a copper wall and an iron wall. No matter how much the sword rain cut it, it could not break Chentian's defense.
"It was actually blocked."
"Senior Brother Mo Li's three thousand sword rain was just blocked. Isn't that long sword made of condensed fighting spirit? Why is it so hard?" "
This black wind scroll is like a turtle shell. "
Although he was blocked, judging from the current situation, if I guessed correctly, Chentian does not have the fighting skills to attack from a distance, and his body moves without any trace of footwork." Jia Xingtian acted as a fighter. A strong man at the top of the Emperor's Peak not only had rich fighting experience, but also had extremely sophisticated vision. He could see Chen Tian's shortcomings at a glance.
If this continues, Chen Tian can only defend passively, and eventually his fighting spirit will be exhausted and he will be defeated.
In terms of the amount of Dou Qi stored up, Chen Tian, a two-star Dou Master, was not as good as Mo Li, a five-star Dou Master.
Mo Li is doing what Jia Xingtian said, although he doesn't think he will lose to Chen Tian in close combat. It may be drained by fighting at a distance, so why should he spend his energy in hand-to-hand combat.
"Damn it." Chen Tian really couldn't get close to Mo Li and could only defend passively. He also had ways to deal with Mo Li, but that was his last trump card.
Then there was a scene like this in the square. Mo Li used his body skills to surround Chen Tian's body and kept using long-distance attack skills.
As for Chen Tian, he could only swing his sword, slash, and dodge.
This is a war of attrition.
"Are you trying to fight? Then you have found the wrong person." Yun Yun thought of what happened the night before. A trace of blush first appeared on her bright and pretty face, then the blush dissipated, and the corner of her mouth raised a touching arc. .
Time passes slowly.
Mo Li's physical strength gradually became exhausted, and most of his fighting spirit was consumed.
Looking at Chen Tian again, his whole body was dripping with sweat, but his fighting spirit was getting stronger and stronger. The consumption just now seemed like just drizzle to him.
"How is that possible?" Mo Li frowned tightly, wondering what kind of monster this was.
Yunhai was a little bit broken, shouting words similar to "Awesome" and "666" in his previous life.
The female disciples who supported Mo Li looked a little uncomfortable.
Because Mo Li, who had been suppressing Chen Tian before, was a little bit weak.
Chentian's situation was beyond Jia Xingtian's expectation.
Also, no matter who you look at it, you would never imagine that a two-star Dou Master has more Dou Qi reserves than a five-star Dou Master.
Mo Li quickly stuffed a pill into his belly and swallowed it. After regaining the fighting spirit to launch the move, he said to Chen Tian: "Junior Brother Chen Tian, if this continues, no one will be able to gain favor. It's better to do this. We can decide it with one move." Victory or defeat, what do you think?"
"Okay." Chen Tian nodded. Although the black tornado was strong, it was only strong in defense. It was not Chen Tian's character to always suppress defense.
"Junior brother, watch out, Feng Bao."
Mo Li stepped diagonally.
The howling wind kept gathering at the tip of Mo Li's sword. In the gathering, there was a deafening and explosive sound, and even the air was rippled by the explosive sound.
At this moment, Mo Li approached Chen Tian. His long sword trembled, carrying wind blast, and swung it out with an unrivaled attitude.
"Drink." Mo Li growled.
"You came just in time." This kind of head-on battle was exactly what Chen Tian wanted.
The long sword suddenly thrust out, and the purple fire at the tip of the gun was strong. Thunder and lightning trembled in the purple fire. The airflow around Chentian turned into a fierce whirlpool, swallowing up Mo Li who was approaching.
Clang!
The swords collided and the long sword broke. With the blessing of the power of the giant beast, it continued to sprint towards Mo Li's chest.
Mo Li was startled and kept retreating. He felt the destructive aura on the black sword, and the energy exerted a sense of oppression on his soul.
Under this pressure, Mo Li's retreating figure suddenly staggered and fell.
"I surrender."
As Mo Li finished speaking, the sword that was about to pierce his heart suddenly stopped.
At this moment, the referee's voice sounded, "Chen Tian, win!"