Seeing that the long sword in Li Daoji's hand was about to hit the silver flying sword, a fierce look flashed between the brows of the man in red robe. His five fingers on his left hand flicked slightly, and the silver flying sword that was already trembling in the rapid flight At the end, there was a sudden and more violent vibration.
Chi chi sounded several times, and several groups of air were instantly crushed into crystal water spray by the violently vibrating sword body.
The silver flying sword seemed to be about to break, and it flew down suddenly at an incredible speed, cutting towards Li Daoji's neck.
There was a muffled sound in Li Daoji's body, and a sudden burst of force collided violently between his palms and the hilt of his sword.
The hilt of his sword glowed red.
The pure black blade stood straight in an instant.
However, in the next instant, the sword, which was almost as long as his man, suddenly and strangely bent to one side under the impact of power.
A blurred flame came out from the pure black blade, which directly bent into a black crescent moon.
A certain part of the curved sword body accurately blocked the small silver sword that was flying down at an astonishing speed. The two swords collided fiercely, without making a sharp metallic sound, but rather like two torrents meeting. , With a bang, countless air masses exploded.
The red-robed man's face turned cold, he snarled, his left hand stretched out, and abruptly controlled the silver flying sword that had been flying upwards for more than ten feet. At the same time, there was a violent shock on his back, and the The unusually wide and thick bronze-colored sword was shaken out of the scabbard and fell in front of him.
At this moment, his right hand stretched forward and upward, grabbing the hilt of the fallen bronze sword, but before that, a scarlet pill had already flown from the sleeve of his right hand. out and into his mouth.
There was a bang.
This scarlet elixir, which was only the size of a soybean, made a terrifying roar at the entrance of his throat, and instantly turned into a scarlet airflow, pouring into his belly.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
The long sword in Li Daoji's hand was still like a black crescent moon, and the blade hadn't bounced back yet.
However, the body of the man in the red robe has already moved forward.
The ground under his feet has sunk silently.
The reason why there is no sound is because there is no time for the sound to spread.
The big bronze sword was carried forward by the gust of wind blown by his forward body, and the broad blade slid forward sharply against the palm of his right hand.
In every extremely small moment of contact with the palm of his right hand, a large amount of true energy poured from the palm of the red-robed man into the body of the bronze-colored sword.
The blade of the bronze greatsword lit up.
A straight rune line, as if thoroughly polished by his palm, shines from the tip of the sword to the hilt.
The man in the red robe finally grasped the hilt of his sword.
With a bang, at this time, the sound of the explosion under his feet spread to the ears of the people watching from afar.
A fierce flame burst from his broad sword.
This kind of flame is blue, just like the pill fire in some pill furnaces.
The red-robed man's face was scarlet against the blue flames, as if thick red mercury powder was about to seep out of his skin.
The air in front of him was violently smashed away by the giant sword ignited with blue flames and his body, forming two gusts of wind that expanded to both sides.
He arrived in front of Li Daoji in one step. The huge sword in his hand didn't look like a sword at all, but fell on his head like a huge steel rod. The blue flames exploded again, forming a faint blue furnace. !
Li Daoji's originally long and narrow eyes narrowed into a long and narrow line under the dazzling light of the blue flame.
He knew he couldn't retreat.
Once retreating, the oncoming giant sword will crush forward again, and the ignited blue flame will be more intense.
His left hand, which had been hanging motionless by his side, also landed on his red hilt. Strangely, clusters of white heaven and earth vitality gushed out from the black sword, as if a huge white sheep horn was coming from his Get out of the long sword.
Without any tricks, the long sword in his hand collided fiercely with the oncoming giant sword.
The man in the red robe let out a muffled snort.
His body fell back, but at this moment, the medicinal power that had completely permeated his body gave him strong support again. His body stood firmly in place, and the giant sword in his hand continued to move forward.
There was another gust of wind in the arena.
The carriage on the side of Li Dao's fuselage overturned to one side in the strong wind, one wheel was suspended in the air, and there was a screeching and unpleasant friction sound from the wheel axle on the other side.
Boom!
Li Daoji's body seemed to be hit head-on by several chariots, and he flew upside down for more than ten feet in an instant, and slammed into a locust tree behind him.
His face was instantly pale as snow, but his lips were as bright as blood.
Some blood spattered from his back, and the bark of the trunk of the pagoda tree that he hit with his back exploded, and countless withered and yellow leaves instantly detached from the branches and fell down.
Numerous fluttering yellow leaves wrapped a bloody swordsman on his back.
This poignant scene can only make people think of the end.
A trace of uncomfortable dryness floated in the body of the red-robed man. He knew it was a side effect of the elixir, but seeing such a scene, he still felt sincere joy.
However, at this moment, his breathing suddenly stopped.
He felt a breath of death hit from above.
There are only fluttering yellow leaves above.
"wrong!"
His pupils contracted violently, and at this moment, he could see clearly behind a fluttering yellow leaf, there was actually a small yellow sword clinging to it.
This small sword is only the length of two yellow leaves, and it follows the yellow leaves as it spins and flutters, as if it has no weight.
Great fear arose in the red-robed man's heart, his left hand trembled, and the small silver sword suspended by his side flew towards the yellow flying sword like fallen leaves rapidly following his thoughts.
ding ding ding ding...
Countless dense impact sounds sounded above his head.
All the yellow leaves were shredded by the vertical and horizontal sword energy, but the red-robed man's face was even paler, and he found that he couldn't keep up with the speed of the small yellow sword.
Li Daoji silently raised his head.
His back was detached from the locust tree whose trunk had exploded, pulling out countless threads of blood.
The blood line did not break in the air, but his people had already reached the red-robed man.
The long sword in his hand slashed out in front of the red-robed man. The black sword body bent and trembled in the air, and fell into everyone's sight, but turned into dozens of black light circles of different sizes.
Dozens of black halos bloomed in front of the red-robed man.
The red-robed man's face suddenly became extremely white, and the huge sword that had just been raised in his hand froze in the air.
Has no sense at all.
He couldn't feel when the real sword shadow in the dozens of light circles in front of him would fall at this moment, and it was just this distraction, his little silver sword had completely lost the little sword like a dead leaf before. trail.
"puff"…
It seemed to be just a soft sound, but countless wounds appeared on the red-robed man's body at the same time, and countless thin blood arrows spewed out.
There was a muffled sound.
The bronze giant sword in the red-robed man's hand fell hard to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, his body also fell to the ground weakly and sadly.
The silver flying sword seemed to draw a silver ray of light in the air, and fell into a courtyard behind the fish market.
"How can it be… "
The man in the red robe looked extremely bleak, even his hair was drenched with his own blood, and his face was splashed with countless drops of blood. His body felt extremely cold due to the massive blood loss, and he trembled uncontrollably.
He looked at Li Daoji who was silently dealing with the wound on his back in shock and bewilderment, his pale lips moved slightly, "How could you beat me?"
With some difficulty, Li Daoji pulled out several wooden thorns that had been deeply nailed into his back, and at the same time picked up the broken sword wrapped in cloth that fell under the locust tree with his feet.
He didn't look at the man in the red robe, nor did he care about the blood dripping from the corner of his lips, he just turned around slowly and walked towards the carriage on one side.
"Why?"
The man in the red robe shouted out of control, "Obviously your flying sword and swordsmanship are superior to mine, why didn't you dare to leave the Aries Cave before? Why didn't you just kill me?"
Hearing the man's absent-minded yell, Li Daoji turned around slowly.
He said coldly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I don't come out of Baiyang Cave, not because I'm afraid of you, but because I don't have to prove anything. I won't kill you because we Koreans have already There are not many left, Yu Daoan, my former senior brother, you are my only relative in this world."
Li Daoji's figure disappeared into the carriage.
The carriage, whose axles were already making some noise, began to drive away slowly.
The man in the red robe sat on the ground in a daze for a moment, he even forgot to stop the bleeding for himself first.
After the battle was over, in the dead silent streets and alleys around, there were suddenly countless gasps and horrified voices.
"Who is that man!"
"What kind of sword technique is that man using!"
…
The battle between this man named Yu Daoan and Li Daoji was actually very short. In the eyes of ordinary people, it might not be as dangerous and thrilling as the other fifth-level practitioners fought.
Because in some battles about flying swords they have seen, those flying swords are fierce and cunning to the extreme. Sometimes those flying swords fall from the sky like rain lines, and sometimes they sweep low against the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust , hidden in the dust and mist, and even flew out from the ground without a sound, or circled behind the wall, piercing through the wall.
In those battles, the flying swords of the two sides would fight countless times in the air, and the flying sparks would create countless golden sparks on the sides of the practitioners on both sides.
However, many people around the fish market are not ordinary people, so in their eyes, the short battle between Li Daoji and Yu Daoan was more dangerous and suffocating.
Yu Daoan's flying sword smash at the beginning, the kind of simple decisive killing that makes you know that changes are hard to resist, is often done by practitioners who have experienced many military battles.
Because in that kind of chaotic battle, they had to get rid of the threatening opponents around them faster and easier, otherwise, once they were entangled, they might be killed by the usually non-threatening swordsmen around them.
And in the next moment, Yu Daoan directly swallowed the potion that stimulated the potential. This kind of pill sword combined with pill sword in the battle was a common method used by practitioners of the long-extinct Korean Dynasty.
However, with the demise of the Korean Dynasty, such elixir has become increasingly rare, and practitioners who can use the method of elixir sword so skillfully are also becoming rarer and rarer.
The rarer it is, the more difficult it is to deal with.
However, such a strong man was unable to defeat the sword master who left in a carriage.
Moreover, that sword master seemed to be an unknown and unknown figure in Changling.
At least at the moment, many knowledgeable people in the fish market don't know Li Daoji at all.