Twenty-sixty-eight slashes But some people are not optimistic about it.
Dayu saw Ye Kong taking out another flying sword and said anxiously, "Sir, although this sapphire sword looks hard, the big man's body is even harder, and he hasn't taken out the weapon yet."
"What do you think?"
"Why don't you let Dayu take action and help you get rid of this person?"
Ye Kong laughed, "It's because you've been in the spirit beast circle for a long time and haven't made a move, so your hands are itchy."
Dayu blushed when his thoughts were told, and muttered, "Since I joined the Yunfu Sect, every day I water, weed, or catch insects.
There are no mythical beasts that specialize in doing this.
It would be embarrassing to tell anyone about it."
"What's wrong with growing flowers, feeding fish, and raising chickens?
Girls should cultivate love like this and fight and kill all day long.
In the future, they won't even be able to find their husbands."
Ye Kong seriously educated Luoli, who had just learned about human affairs. dragon.
Then he added, "I'll let you take action next time.
If I can't even do the fifth level of Qi Refining, sir, then I might as well accompany Bai Jie'er to sell bellybands."
"But his body is tougher than a thousand-year-old iron spirit.
I'm afraid of you, young master."
"Don't worry, no matter how tough he is, how can he withstand the golden hoe?"
Dayu was speechless now.
The golden light hoe was an ancient treasure, and the Moon Bud Slash it sent out was very domineering.
Even though the big man's body was made of ten thousand years of cold iron, he couldn't withstand the slash.
But what's strange about Dayu is that since the young master has a golden hoe, why not just take it out and chop this guy?
Ye Kong didn't use the golden hoe because he wanted to use Yingwu to fight Ma Zhaolei.
Like Lingwu, Yingwu was also a training method that used martial arts to enter Taoism.
Moreover, Yingwu had a longer history.
Ye Kong didn't believe that Yingwu could not do it.
Lingwu.
"Fellow Taoist, this is my weapon."
Ma Zhaolei raised his hand, and two long knives with a coquettish dark red luster appeared in his hands.
This dark red long knife is about 1.5 meters long, which is very long, but it does not feel long in the hands of a big man like Ma Zhaolei.
This knife is not very broad, and even looks a bit like a sword.
The blade is long and narrow, with a slight curvature.
The blade was sharp and glowed a bright crimson color.
The back of the knife is bladeless, black, and has the shape of a rounded cloud with convex and concave shapes.
What's even more surprising is that these swords are not magic weapons, and people can't feel the spiritual power.
But once the knife was in hand, it exuded a heavy murderous aura.
"Fellow Taoist, be careful.
This is the Fire Cloud Sword that Master specially refined for me."
This Ma Zhaolei is really a gentleman.
Although he is an enemy, he keeps reminding him.
Ye Kong smiled and said, "Your master's weapon refining skills are so superb, the weapons he makes must be extraordinary.
I will not take it lightly, but I also want to remind you that I have also practiced a weapon that is not inferior to Lingwu."
You also have to be careful with martial arts skills."
The two reminded each other that if someone who didn't know the situation saw them, they would think that the two were good friends and were preparing for a purely friendship discussion.
But when the two of them start fighting, they will realize that this is not a competition, this is purely a fight for their lives.
"Let me show you the power of Lingwu."
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Ma Zhaolei held the Fire Cloud Sword with both hands.
He was no longer as naive as before.
His whole body and eyes were filled with strong fighting spirit, and the murderous aura emanating from the blade was even more thrilling.
"Cut with random swords" Ma Zhaolei used his killer move as soon as he took action.
I saw him running towards me with long strides, the two knives in his hands were like rapidly rotating windmills, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, the sword light was intertwined, and the sword shadow was as fast as red lightning.
A strong man over two meters tall, wielding a pair of swords one and a half meters long, coupled with the powerful strength of Lingwu, is indeed extraordinary.
But Ye Kong seemed much weaker.
His height, strength, and weapons were all inferior to those of Ma Zhaolei opposite him.
Dayu couldn't help but sweat for Ye Kong.
The sound of the metal impact of "Dang Dang Dang Dang" continued to sound, and the flickering red light bloomed from time to time on the green jade sword, as if the metal was quilt, and Mars splashed.
Ye Kong was just defending.
Under Ma Zhaolei's attack like a violent storm, he didn't even have a chance to thrust out with his sword.
He was beaten so hard that he had no strength to fight back.
I thought you were so powerful, Ma Zhaolei thought to himself, feeling a little disappointed.
"Fellow Taoist, I gave you a chance, so you can't blame me.
Go and die."
Ma Zhaolei roared, and the speed of his slashes suddenly doubled.
In his opinion, this guy was very embarrassed at the speed just now.
Now that the speed has doubled, can you still catch it?
Wait for me to split your body-protecting spirit shield and turn you into pieces.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clank, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang clang, clang clang, clang clang, clang clang, clang clang clang clang clang, and the fallen leaves in the grove were shaken and stirred by the fierce sword energy.
Ye Kong was beaten so hard that he couldn't lift his head at all.
But what surprised Ma Zhaolei was that his speed at this moment had reached 80% of the limit, but this kid still took it.
He had cut thousands of times just now, but none of them could touch him.
This kid's spiritual shield.
You must know that he has two swords, he only has one sword "Fellow Taoist, you have indeed not disappointed me.
I am going to attack with all my strength."
Ma Zhaolei no longer had any good intentions at this moment, he was already angry.
Ye Kong's face was vaguely hidden in the spiritual shield, but it could still be seen that he was very calm.
"But you disappoint me.
You will always be at the bottom if you just rely on brute force to chop."
Ye Kong's words angered Ma Zhaolei even more.
His eyes turned blood red, his thick lips parted, and he shouted, "Even if you chop with brute force, you can still kill immortal cultivators like you who can only use magic weapons."
The angry Ma Zhaolei slashed at full speed, raising his power to the extreme, and the knife speed even exceeded the limit by several percent.
The Fire Cloud Sword was no longer visible.
Ma Zhaolei seemed to be holding two groups of red and black lights in his hands.
Beside him, the old trees that no one could hold were cut off by the sword's energy, just like cutting tofu.
One after another, the trees fell to the ground.
Ye Kong finally couldn't resist anymore, and he flew back one after another, with Ma Zhaolei following closely.
"Dang Dang Dang Dang" Ye Kong flew continuously and flew quickly.
His feet didn't move, and his body covered in golden light quickly retreated.
However, the barbarian-like Ma Zhaolei was indeed running wildly on both feet, without missing a step, and the attacks in his hands were not interrupted for a moment.
Back off and see where you can go You want to use up my energy, hmm, body builders have sufficient physical strength.
You have exhausted yourself three times, and I haven’t felt tired yet.
"Bang" Ye Kong finally had no way to retreat, and his back slammed into a giant tree.
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See where you run away.
Ma Zhaolei felt happy in his heart.
Ye Kong has been defending and hasn't fired a single sword.
It's not that he can't keep up with Ma Zhaolei, but that he is experiencing Ma Zhaolei's rhythm.
Ye Kong has mastered the first secret of Yingwu, rhythm.
Every martial artist's rhythm is fixed.
No matter what moves he changes, he will have the same rhythm.
Rhythm is not frequency.
Frequency can be sped up or slowed down.
Rhythm is generated by martial arts practitioners over decades of daily practice and cannot be changed: