Mortal Bones

"Then Mo Hai's sword was completely suppressing Duan Xiaoyu with his true energy..."

Huang Que was stunned for a moment when he saw this knife, and then he said solemnly.

"But in terms of realm and cultivation, the two seem to be equally matched."

Xu Taiping murmured.

Mo Hai in the silver mirror did not show any suppressive power beyond his realm, and his cultivation seemed to be only that of Tongxuan Realm.

"Yes." Huang Que nodded, "But his true cultivation level must be more than Tongxuan Realm. Now he is just suppressed by the barrier of Zhenwutian."

"Uh-huh!"

And at this moment, Duan Xiaoyu completely ignored his injuries and slashed at Na Mo Hai with his sword again.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

This time, although Mo Hai failed to break Duan Xiaoyu's sword immediately, he still easily caught every sword she struck.

However, Duan Xiaoyu continued to use the sword without stopping. Despite the impact of Mo Hai's deep essence on her body, the shadow of the sword struck Mo Hai imperceptibly.

"Although Duan Xiaoyu's sword technique is indeed the Wentian Sword, one of the secret arts of the Tiandao Sect, its power is very different from the Wentian Sword I have seen, and I always feel that it is a bit familiar..."

Huang Que looked at Duan Xiaoyu's knife attack on Mo Hai one after another. He touched his chin with his hand and thought hard.

"You should have learned my boxing skills."

Although Xu Taiping didn't want to admit it, Duan Xiaoyu's sword movement at this moment was indeed very similar to his Green Ox Fist's running bull formation.

"When you say that, it's true!"

After Xu Taiping's reminder, Huang Que finally reacted and immediately patted his thigh and continued:

"The sword power of this little fish was mediocre when it was first used, but now after slashing seven or eight times in a row, the sword power has obviously improved a lot."

"boom!"

While the two were talking, Duan Xiaoyu used the power of his seven or eight swords to slash Mo Hai back several steps.

"He can actually apply the momentum-building method of running bulls and cutting formations to his sword skills. This little fish is indeed very talented in sword training."

Huang Que sighed.

"This is not a talent, she is just trying her best."

Xu Taiping shook his head.

Under Huang Que's somewhat puzzled eyes, Xu Taiping stared at the picture in the mirror and explained:

"Punching and swordsmanship are very different. Boxing can accumulate punching force thickly and thinly. That is because as long as the fists are fast enough, it is difficult for others to find flaws. But the sword is different. Even if you practice swordsmanship for ten years and a hundred years, the sword will still be the same. It is impossible for an external object to be flawless when the sword is drawn, and once your flaw is found, it will be fatal to you. "

Hearing this, the oriole beside him also became silent.

He carefully looked at Duan Xiaoyu in the spiritual mirror and found that in just a short moment, she had no fewer than six wounds on her body.

"Taiping, you are right. This is basically a life-for-life style of play."

Oriole sighed.

"Uh-huh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Mo Hai's sword skills, finding a gap where Duan Xiaoyu's sword was, and slashed towards Duan Xiaoyu's right leg.

"boom!"

Fortunately, Duan Xiaoyu reacted in time and turned the blade to block Mo Hai's knife.

But even so, the sword energy on Mo Hai's long knife still broke through Duan Xiaoyu's body-protecting energy, tearing off a piece of flesh on her thigh, which made her grin in pain.

But in order to prevent the sword from stopping, she still ignored the wounds on her body and continued to slash at Mo Hai with the sword.

"bass!"

Finally, when Duan Xiaoyu fired more than sixty swords in a row and the power of the sword accumulated to an astonishing level, she focused all the power of the sword and all her true energy on the long knife in her hand.

"A clean cut!"

Duan Xiaoyu, whose face was full of anger and determination, shouted loudly, and then slashed at the Youyuntian monk Mo Hai with a knife.

"boom!"

The moment the sword was struck, the violent sword energy even stirred up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing the picture in the silver mirror to shake a few times.

At the same time, a bright sword light was like a huge moon wheel, flying towards Mo Hai.

At least in Huang Que's view, the power of Duan Xiaoyu's sword has begun to appear as if it were in the realm of the Mysterious Realm.

Moreover, this little fish, whether it is the action of swinging the knife or the indomitable force of the knife, is very similar to Xu Taiping next to him.

However, Xu Taiping didn't think so, because in his opinion Duan Xiaoyu was really trying his best, but he actually left some room for it most of the time.

"bass!"

Just when Huang Que thought that Duan Xiaoyu's knife could at least seriously injure Mo Hai, even if it couldn't kill him, a sound of a knife echoing in the smoke woke him up.

Immediately afterwards, he only saw Duan Xiaoyu's moon-like sword light, which suddenly shattered like glass.

"boom!"

A huge explosion sound followed, and at the same time, a knife shadow flashing with thunder rushed toward Duan Xiaoyu like a storm.

"boom!"

Duan Xiaoyu's small body, including his sword, flew backwards out of the smoke and dust under the bombardment of the sword shadows, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Xu Taiping and Huang Que both looked dumbfounded.

If Duan Xiaoyu had just touched the threshold of the extreme realm with the two swords the two of them had just used, then Mo Hai had already completely cultivated those swords to the extreme level.

By swinging the sword casually, he can achieve the ultimate level of swordsmanship, which clearly shows the gap between Mo Hai and Duan Xiaoyu.

"With a profound true energy that is comparable to that of an ordinary god, and a sword technique that has been cultivated to the extreme, it is no wonder that he dares to challenge the Heavenly Sword Sect alone."

Yellow Bird murmured solemnly.