Martial arts become gods

Chapter 180 Whirlwind Blade Killing Formation

Before he finished speaking, he stomped on the ground with both palms, and the whole ring seemed to tremble, and then his whole body shot out like an arrow from the string, within a distance of Mo Xian. When he was about a meter away, he suddenly threw a punch.

Timing, strength, angle, all grasped just right.

Seeing this, a sinister smile appeared on Mo Xian's face. He clasped both hands, and the Remnant Dragon Sword appeared in his hand, and then drew it straight towards Qin Tian.

Qin Tian was still complacent at first, but he suddenly saw a huge black shadow coming towards him, and for a moment he didn't know what was going on.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Qin Tian was thrown upside down like a ball.

After seeing clearly that Mo Xian was holding a heavy giant sword, Qin Tian's expression turned cold, and he said, "You are despicable!"

"Hehe, I'm so honored!" Mo Xian smiled slightly, and rushed towards Qin Tian dragging the heavy Remnant Dragon Sword. A series of sparks burst out from the friction between the sword tip and the ground.

"Hmph, do you think you're the only one with weapons!" Qin Tian snorted coldly, and also took out a Zhang Xu long spear from the ring in his hand. The coldness of a person does not look bad.

Seeing that Mo Xian was approaching him, the point of Qin Tian's spear touched the ground, and his whole body suddenly rose into the air, and then stabbed down from the air.

His move was extremely sudden, and it could be seen that he had wasted a lot of effort on the gun.

However, Mo Xian's reaction was also extremely fast, and he drew his sword immediately.

"clang!"

With the sound of metal and iron clashing, sparks splashed everywhere, and with a twist of Mo Xian's wrist, the tip of Qin Tian's spear slid off and landed directly on the ring.

When Mo Xian was about to seize the opportunity to attack, Qin Tian picked up the long spear in his hand and lifted up a layer of stone slabs on the ring, rolling all of them towards Mo Xian.

In desperation, Mo Xian had no choice but to back away, and at the same time, with a sweep of the Remnant Dragon Sword in his hand, the berserk force immediately blasted those stone slabs into pieces.

Qin Tian took the opportunity to stabilize his figure, looked at the long spear in his hand with some fascination, and said like a dream: "A little bit of cold light comes first, and then the spear comes out like a dragon!"

Before his words fell, Mo Xian saw a little cold light in his eyes, and the cold light grew bigger and bigger in his eyes, and it was the tip of the spear in Qin Tian's hand.

This blow was really as fast as electricity.

Shocked, Mo Xian quickly turned his head away. Although he dodged the attack, the sharp force still left a bloodstain on his face and chopped off a strand of hair beside his ear.

Mo Xian broke out in a cold sweat immediately, made a wrong footstep, and immediately backed away.

"Thinking that Qin Tian has already practiced the Dragon Spear to such an extent, it seems that Mo Xian is in danger!" The deputy head of the Canlang Mercenary Group shook his head and said helplessly.

"Not necessarily, I always feel that Mo Xian must be more than that. The sword in his hand looks like it has no edge, but it is definitely not ordinary!" Chen Jie shook his head and said.

At this time, the two people on the ring moved again, swords and guns frantically entangled in one place, the continuous energy flew around, and the ring was riddled with holes.

Not long after, the brand new arena was turned into a mess.

After playing for a long time, Qin Tian found that he seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

Mo Xian is also aware of this, and it seems that the disadvantage of forcibly improving his strength has finally appeared.

After touching each other again, the two separated. It can be seen that there are many bloodstains on both of them. From this, it can be seen that the agitation just now must have been very dangerous.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Qin Tian panted for the first time, his expression extremely ugly.

"Hehe, it's only half-baked!" Mo Xian sneered, he was still full of energy.

"Damn it, how dare you look down on me!" Qin Tian shouted violently, raised the spear in his hand, and danced wildly around his body.

As he danced like this, a gust of wind rose out of thin air, and the raging energy enveloped his whole body, making him look like a huge tornado, and in this tornado, there was still a Thousands of terrifying cold lights that are enough to penetrate an eight-star martial artist.

"It is the ultimate mystery of the Dragon Spear, the whirlwind blade kills the array!"

The members of the Canlang Mercenary Group couldn't help but exclaimed. They had seen Qin Tian practice this move before, but they didn't expect that the latter had already cultivated to this level.

Seeing the huge tornado rapidly attacking Mo Xian, everyone couldn't help but sweat coldly for Mo Xian.

Mo Xian on the ring was like a lonely boat in the strong wind, it seemed that it might be overturned at any time, he slowly raised his head, his dark eyes fixed on the terrifying tornado, and suddenly rushed out.

"It's over! This trick can't be solved head-on!"

Seeing this, many people shook their heads helplessly, and couldn't help closing their eyes, as if they couldn't bear to see the bloody scene of Mo Xian being twisted into pieces.

"Sword of Severing Gang!"

Just when the tornado was about to touch him, Mo Xian yelled violently in his heart, and the Remnant Dragon Sword in his hand was suddenly enveloped by a layer of rich energy, as if it was tens of thousands of times heavier, and he chopped it out with great difficulty .

"boom!"

After a loud noise, the tornado storm that was still invincible just now suddenly went straight, and everything returned to calm.

On the other hand, Qin Tian's face was full of disbelief, the long spear in his hand was still in the waving posture, but it was a pity that it was so broken that there was only a spearman holding it in his hand.

He tried to move his eyes a little bit with great difficulty, but his pupils dilated suddenly, but a huge black sword was hitting his head.

"No...impossible, my gun...how could it break!"

As Qin Tian spoke intermittently, the blood on his head slowly flowed out, and then his pupils began to slacken, and he collapsed immediately.

"Okay, good kill!"

There was a burst of applause under the arena, and what's more, tears of excitement flowed out.

Those who had closed their eyes before heard the shout and opened their eyes curiously. Only then did they realize that the bloody scene as imagined did not appear. Mo Xian still stood upright, but Qin Tian's face was covered with blood. fell to the ground, still breathless.

"Just now... what happened?" Someone asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, Qin Tian's whirlwind blade killing formation was broken suddenly, and Mo Xian seems to have used a sword!" Someone replied, but obviously he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Really...is it just a sword?" Someone asked in disbelief.

"Hehe, it is indeed a sword, but that sword is by no means ordinary. In my opinion, it must be a third-grade martial skill!" Chen Lie said suddenly, with a hint of fanaticism on his face.

"Third-rank martial skill!" Everyone gasped suddenly, it was a third-rank martial skill, they had only heard about it, but they had never seen any of them.

Everyone was a little annoyed at once, they should have looked at it carefully just now if they knew it was a third-rank martial skill.

(End of this chapter)