A stick thrown into the sky, all four elements are evil!
Zhou Yi immediately perked up. He knew that the old man in front of him, who was left by the Zhao Song royal family to guard the Emperor's Sword, was not someone to be trifled with, but he did not expect that he could be so difficult to deal with.
The terrible pressure was overwhelming. At this moment, the terrifying pressure brought by the corrupt and aged old man in front of him was three times stronger than that of the heroes of Xiaoxiang Pavilion in Suzhou City!
Zhou Yi had to concentrate all his attention to deal with this stick.
He stepped forward angrily. The butterfly flower slashed out in response, and the sharpness and fierceness flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. The elegant movement flowed out quietly, and a stunning sword light pierced the sky like lightning, spanning the void. The sharp sword intent condensed into a line, and in an instant, it came straight to the face of Old Man Mi!
The earth is broken and the sky is destroyed, and the whole world is burned!
The terrifying sword fire formed by the completely invisible sword energy instantly spread like wildfire, sweeping out in a mighty manner as if it was going to devour everything in front of it!
Old Man Mi's face changed drastically. He was a little surprised at Zhou Yi's brilliant counterattack, but the powerful opponent also made his fighting spirit, which had been dormant for many years, completely boil.
In an instant, his body shape also underwent a complete, absolute, and incredible change. He changed without any trace, not even a sign or precursor.
His body shape changed drastically, and the whole person and the stick turned into a straight line, rushing first into Zhou Yi's sky full of sword fire. This stick was not only difficult to deal with, it seemed to have condensed all the ruthlessness, injustice, murderousness and hostility from the heavens, so that when Zhou Yi was wielding the sword, he suddenly felt that he had lost his fighting spirit, and he even had an impulse to lose all his fighting spirit and just want to die quickly!
What kind of stick is this
What kind of stick technique is this
Who taught this stick technique? !
At this moment, Zhou Yi had to resist the attacks of two enemies at the same time:
One was the stick that seemed to be thrown down from heaven when thunder and lightning struck.
One is the strong will to die.
And both of these attacking forces come from one person—this short, ugly, decayed old man in front of him
"You want me to die?... Stop dreaming!"
A huge roar suddenly echoed in the tower. In an instant, an indestructible will turned into a tremendous fighting spirit and burst out, so Zhou Yi looked up.
The sword was thrust out very slowly and plainly, seemingly no different from any ordinary sword technique!
"Great success seems like a deficiency, yet its use is inexhaustible. Great abundance seems like a rush, yet its use is endless. Great straightness seems like bending, great cleverness seems like clumsiness, great eloquence seems like silence!" This is - a calm sword!
Bang!
Loud bang!
With one strike, the two men's figures retreated violently to both sides. When Zhou Yi swung his sword just now, he had already demonstrated the essence of Taoist swordsmanship. He fought back against old man Mi's extremely ferocious "emptiness" with his honest and plain "reality"!
Although he managed to block it, the attack was still more "empty" than "real".
Mickey Mouse stood there with a smile, one finger pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground. He slowly let out a sinister dry laugh: "You little brat, it's decades too early for you to defeat me. When I followed my ancestors and swept away the heroes with the Emperor's Sword, you were so young that you didn't even know where you were."
"Hehe..." Zhou Yi also laughed. He had indeed suffered considerable internal injuries from that stick blow just now, and blood was slowly oozing out from the corner of his mouth. However, a completely new understanding of swordsmanship appeared in Zhou Yi's mind.
Ever since returning from the sword world after learning the "Immortal Sword Art", Zhou Yi has never encountered a transcendent master capable of bringing him the oppression of death. And now, there is finally a BOSS powerful enough to stand in front of Zhou Yi. How can he not be excited
"Finally, I can go my fullest!" Zhou Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp divine light burst out!
“clang!”
The butterfly flower is unsheathed.
At this moment, countless sword qi burst out from the edge of Die Lian Hua's sword, almost giving people the feeling that the wind and rain in the sky gathered on this sword, and shot straight towards the old man standing in the distance. Die Lian Hua came out of the sheath, gathering the sword qi erupting from the edge of the sword at an astonishing speed, breaking through the limit of any sword master's human power, and turning into extremely cold and yin qi, which was truly beyond human power to resist.
Fear of power.
Mickey Mouse also looked serious, he screamed and took out his stick. The stick was hard and sharp, but the force of the stick was empty and meaningless.
Zhou Yi suddenly felt "empty". All his internal organs seemed to be emptied out at the same time. The space in front of him was also empty. The sky was clear and the ground was filled with gray fog!
Zhou Yi felt extremely uncomfortable with the feeling of being extremely empty and full of energy but having nowhere to vent it. With no choice, Dielianhua transformed into sword circles drawn with the true qi of the sun and the true qi of the moon, laying down layer upon layer of sword energy.
Old Man Mickey laughed loudly, and the shadows of his sticks flew around, with each stick accurately penetrating into the sword circle drawn by Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi's unique circle power was broken by his palm.
Zhou Yi could only retreat quickly, but Old Man Mi was chasing him relentlessly, not giving him any chance to breathe.
Zhou Yi knew that this was a matter of life and death, victory or defeat. When masters of their level confronted each other, victory or defeat was just a matter of a hair's breadth. Once they fell into a disadvantage, they would lose the power to fight back and would have to fight to the death.
At this time, Zhou Yi had retreated to the edge of the tower. When he could no longer retreat, he used Yin and Yang to draw the last sword circle.
Yang is responsible for advancement, while Yin is responsible for retreat; Yang advances quickly and retreats quickly, while Yin advances slowly and retreats slowly. Zhou Yi learned this Xianmen sword technique from Yan Fei, which utilized the different characteristics of Yin and Yang. He first deployed the sword force formed by pure Yin Qi, and then used pure Yang Qi to ignite the Xianmen sword Qi generated by the agitation of Yin and Yang.
He faced Mickey Mouse and his stick to the sky!
The closer he got to the stick, the stronger the feeling became:
That's all empty. It doesn't exist.
A dreamlike empty flower, a stick thrown into the sky!
The Butterfly Love Flower held in Zhou Yi's hand spun rapidly, and the two completely opposite sword energies of Taiyin and Taiyang quickly alternated and collided, erupting with unimaginable power in an instant!
"Blah!"
A thrilling flash of lightning flashed between the edge of the sword and the edge of the stick. Zhou Yi's whole body was shaken, and blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but his feet were still
He stood firmly in place and did not fall.
Mickey Mouse was thrown backwards like a kite with a broken string, and he somersaulted twice in the air before landing on the other side.
Everything seemed as if nothing had happened. Only the parties involved knew that the fierce fight just now was like being at the gate of hell.
If you hesitate before the gate, you may step in by mistake.
Their eyes met.
The inner Qi in Zhou Yi's body was churning non-stop, and his internal organs felt as if turned upside down. The two streams of Qi, Taiyin and Taiyang, were surging and colliding in his meridians, so he couldn't take advantage of the situation to pursue. He had no way of knowing how serious Mickey's injuries were, but at least Zhou Yi could be sure that his injuries were not less serious than his own.
Old Man Mi was speechless for a while. After a while, he sighed deeply: "It is true that heroes emerge from youth. I have been trapped in the tower for so many years and have not been able to figure out the secret of the Little Triad, but you have figured it out! Hahaha! I, Mi Cangqiong, am really old! Old!" (To be continued)