Chapter 1650
At least, survive this move!
If Su Jing still had the idea of counter-attack before the fight...
Within three moves, he would definitely have the upper hand.
However, after the real fight, Su Jing understood why he was so confident to make a three-move agreement with him.
It was like a real adult would not care about the dispute with a child. Why take the opponent too seriously when he could knock him down with just one finger? ?
Su Jing vaguely sensed the true meaning of his Tao... If it was really as he thought, he really had no chance of winning!
Fortunately, he was fooled.
Sword nine, sword ten!
Two consecutive swords...
It finally made Lang Xiao's eyes show a satisfied look. It was only now that he finally looked good. Although the previous swordsmanship was exquisite, in the eyes of people like him, he was not even interested in commenting!
And now, at least, it has matched Su Jing's status as a congenital master.
But... it's not enough.
There must be more to come.
Lang Xiao suddenly became interested, and even felt conflicted.
He hoped that Su Jing would perform this set of sword skills as soon as possible, so that he could defeat him with overwhelming force, but he didn't want Su Jing to perform it too quickly... In terms of the current rhythm, the power of each of his swords far exceeded the previous one, which could be said to be doubled.
And after several times of doubling...
Sword 11, Sword 12, Sword 13!
Three styles combined into one.
The sword moves were decisive and sharp, and around, in the gray-white world...
You can feel something spreading.
It's like an invisible beast, searching everywhere, ready to plunder the life of its prey.
"Not bad."
Lang Xiao praised lightly...
The sword moves have been extended to now, which is not bad, and what's more rare is that this kid actually controls this sword force so perfectly, perfect sword force, perfect sword intention, that kind of annihilation aura that destroys the world, although not too strong, is extremely pure.
This praise was sincere.
"Really?"
Su Jing's pupils shrank slightly, like a venomous snake before hunting, staring at his prey.
The Thirteen Deadly Swords were cold and resolute. After exerting all his strength, his face was as cold as ice, without any vitality. He looked like a demon from the depths of hell.
Ao Hongxue had been watching the battle. She had enough confidence in Su Jing...
But now, she was a little uncertain.
And seeing Su Jing's current condition, she could not hide her worry on her face.
This set of swordsmanship seemed to be a completely different system from the previous two sword moves, and its power was far inferior, but Ao Hongxue vaguely realized that...this set of swordsmanship might be much more dangerous than the other two swordsmanship in another sense.
Not only would it hurt the enemy, it might hurt himself more.
Lang Xiao would no longer retreat...
Stretching out two fingers, he directly clamped the blade of the Mo Wang Sword between his fingertips.
But when his finger touched the blood-red sword pattern on the blade... even a strong man like Lang Xiao was dazed, as if he saw the wailing of thousands of lives and the despair of the lives being destroyed.
What a fierce sword!
His eyes fell on Su Jing's cold face, and he couldn't help but waver in his heart...
Su Jing's pupils were like snake pupils without any warmth, and he said coldly: "Pay attention, I can't stop the next sword."
Lang Xiao nodded and said: "But you can still control this annihilation sword intent, not bad! Come on, the next sword is the most essential sword... It's worth my expectation until now."
The next moment.
The boundless annihilation and killing sword intent spread instantly, and it was visible to the naked eye that everything was withered. The originally dense grass turned yellow in an instant, and the world also became gloomy.
The surroundings were filled with thick clouds and mist, which was even more weird and inexplicable.
The face of Lang Xiao, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, changed slightly. He felt a dead air coming from his fingertips. His already old body was like a dead wood, and it was difficult to move... All his limbs and bones were occupied by the boundless killing air!
The sword blade did not move.
But the fourteenth move had already been performed.
It was not an actual sword move, but the sword intention between the two... After the previous thirteen moves, it was like a spider's carefully woven web, which had already surrounded Lang Xiao.
At this time, there was no need to move to close the web.
With a thought...
The fourteenth sword was out.
And... quickly took the initiative, and did not give Lang Xiao any chance to retreat.
Awesome!
Lang Xiao had completely lost the ability to speak this time.
He stared at Su Jing opposite him, secretly praising him in his heart. It was really amazing, but it was a pity that too much preparation was needed before. Otherwise, if this move could be performed directly, it might be possible that the power of this set of swordsmanship would be better than the other two sets of sword moves.
Even...
Maybe I was a little too arrogant.
This move has the power of entering the Dao. If it were any other Supreme Being who entered the Dao, and let it go like this...it's possible that they would have to suffer the consequences.
Luckily it was me!
Fine sword marks appeared on Lang Xiao's clothes.
But he didn't move. A voice rang in Su Jing's ears, saying: "Yes, this move is incomparable. I shouldn't hide it anymore. Boy, you are ready. Take my third move!"
The voice fell.
He unsheathed his sword again.
In an instant, the world suddenly roared!
The murderous intention that Su Jing had worked so hard to cultivate disappeared in an instant, and everything around him that was originally withered and dead was like the sun melting spring snow...
And as the other party raised his sword and slashed at Su Jing!
All the obstacles could not even delay for a moment.
He just raised his sword and slashed, dissipating all the sword intent that Su Jing had accumulated with great difficulty in the Thirteen Deadly Swords...
Su Jing's face remained unchanged, but he thought in his heart that it was indeed so.
No wonder this old guy dared to speak wildly, saying that he would take Qin Zheng's life within three months.
It turns out that he has such a trump card...
If he doesn't take action, everything he has worked hard for will be over.
Su Jing no longer hesitated, not caring whether the fifteenth sword would hurt his life or his own life.
The arrow was on the string and had to be shot.
Sword Fifteen!!!
In an instant, there was dead silence, emptiness, and murderous...
The momentum laid down by the Thirteen Deadly Swords dissipated in an instant, and the blade of Su Jing's Mowang Sword suddenly trembled slightly, avoiding the control of Lang Xiao's two fingers.
The sword flew out of his hand, like an arrow shot from a bow, stabbing straight at Lang Xiao's throat.
The speed was not fast.
It was so slow that Su Jing was a little surprised. At this point, it was no longer the man controlling the sword, but the sword controlling the man. He didn't even know what the fifteenth sword was like...
But now.
This not-so-fast sword seemed to have a unique rhythm, a rhythm that even he couldn't understand, and it slashed straight at Lang Xiao.
At this moment, it seemed that time had lost its meaning.
Su Jing's sword was obviously very slow, but it had already forced its way to Lang Xiao's side in an instant... It was so fast that even Su Jing himself didn't realize it.
It seemed that Lang Xiao was about to be killed.
However...
Bang! ! !
There was a crisp sound.
The Mo Wang Sword had been thrown high up, and then fell down, slanting into the ground until the handle disappeared.
Lang Xiao held the weapon that blocked the Mo Wang Sword, with a leisurely smile on his face, and said lightly: "You lost."
