Broken Night

Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Eight - You Lose

The second-order pattern soldier——The Sword of Wind and Shadowless.

The pattern [Whistling] is inserted in the middle, which increases the attack speed and makes the already fast sword speed to a higher level; the pattern [Shadowless] is a high-level pattern, and the pattern makes the pattern and shadow a little bit. Resonance, imperceptible.

This is the second-order tattoo soldier that Feng Shang tailored for him!

Facing the red shadow rushing towards him, Duan Podao was not as flustered as others. The sword shot out like electricity, as if a black lightning bolt was drawn in the air.

Jin Qianji frowned, and the ten fingers on his back changed like phantoms.

The flying red bird flashed in one direction, and still threw itself in front of Duan Podao. Duan Podao took a small step back, his footwork was sensible, and the long sword in his right hand made a semicircle and slashed!

Jin Qianji's complexion changed slightly, and her fingers had danced into a ball of afterimages. The blue wooden wolf arrived in time, and the ghost face blocked Duan Po Dao's cutting sword like a shield.

Poof.

The puppet wooden wolf, which has always been as strong as iron and stone and made of Lingshan wood, once again showed a shocking scar. Obviously Duan Po Dao's sword is not so easy to pick up. It's just that the blue wolf's mechanism is not comparable to that of the red bird. With a wave of its tail, the knife attached to its tail is slashed!

At the same time, the red bird that was rescued from the predicament was actually close to Duan Podao, and the bird of the third-order tattooed soldier pecked down with the tendency of breaking the stone and breaking the gold!

Double kill!

Duan Podao's expression was still calm, with a sword in hand, I have it in the world.

Ten years of sharpening a sword has made his sword heart firm.

The swordsmanship passed down by the Duan family—Ziru Sword.

The sword moves freely, and the heaven and the earth move.

Duan Podao let out a sigh of turbidity: "The pattern technique—[Circle Zhuan Ruyi]."

hum!

For a while, the long sword in Duan Podao's hand kept screaming!

Visible to the naked eye, countless sword qi appeared around Duan Podao, shooting out in all directions!

The sword energy is clearly visible, but it hangs around Duan Po's blade!

To attack is to defend, to defend is to attack!

Dozens of sword qi shot out at the same time, the pattern technique of attacking and defending!

puff puff puff...

Jin Qianji quickly controlled the two puppets to leave.

It's just that Duan Po Dao's sword was too fast, and the moment the sword intent was released, it shot out like a violent rainstorm. The blue wooden wolf's grimace was damaged again and again in the blink of an eye, looking extremely embarrassed; the red wooden bird was even more embarrassed, and the pair of wooden wings were riddled with holes and could not even fly. Chi" struggling to fly, looking even more miserable.

Duan Podao came indifferently.

From the start of the battle to the present, he has only a few moves, he has only stepped back half a step, but the outcome has already been decided.

The people fighting outside the tower were silent. Originally, they were all shocked by Jin Qianji's incomparable strength and marvelous maneuvering skills, but in front of Duan Po Dao, everything seemed to be vulnerable!

…………

Jin Qianji also frowned.

From the very beginning, he felt Duan Podao's strong pertinence.

"I've been preparing for this battle for a long time. I almost secretly inquired about the battle in the Forbidden Forest."

"Your puppet looks amazing. But a puppet is still a puppet after all. To control it, you can't do without silk threads."

Jin Qianji didn't answer.

Just now, Duan Podao took a step back and cut. According to his swordsmanship, there is rarely such a special cut. But in fact, it was aimed at the silk threads that were tied all over the red bird's body. If the cut just now is implemented, all control will be lost, and the red bird will also be like a lonely soul, turning back into an ordinary dead thing.

After all, the pilot is the one who bestows the soul on the puppet.

As for Duan Podao's extraordinary swordsmanship, coupled with his amazing swordsmanship, the grimace wood wolf that used to be incomparably tough in the past is also scarred. It seemed that Jin Qianji was in a desperate situation.

Duan Podao stood not far in front of Jin Qian's fuselage, and he didn't make a move. He just looked down at the two puppets who were once mighty and tattered at the moment: "Admit defeat."

"Admit defeat?" Jin Qianji's brows stretched, and the peaceful smile on his face was still: "The battle has only begun now."

Duan Podao frowned and stared at Jin Qianji's face very seriously. It's just that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find any despairing expression on Jin Qianji's face. He couldn't understand that with Jin Qianji's cultivation in the one-pattern realm (due to the special cultivation technique, Jin Qianji can build patterns in the void before breaking through the Xiantian Palace, people think that he has broken through the Xiantian Palace and stepped into the one-pattern realm), there is no puppet. It would not be his opponent at all.

Where did he get the confidence?

"Since that's the case...then I will do my best to defeat Brother Jin as a way of respecting Brother Jin."

Jin Qianji laughed and said nothing.

Whoosh.

Duan Po Dao has disappeared in place.

Although Jin Qianji lost one of his puppets, his reaction was extremely fast, and sword energy alone could not really defeat him.

In the face of Duan Podao, who rushed towards him at high speed, Jin Qianji controlled the tattered blue wooden wolf to welcome him. It was only Duan Podao's footwork that Shi Feng's complexion changed slightly. His footwork was extremely delicate and had the style of a master. Although Duan Po Dao's battle was a little naive, what surprised him was that his footwork had a strong family scale.

Advances and retreats have retreats, but without losing the degree of strictness.

Majestic atmosphere!

This son must be the queen of fame!

It's just that the cyan wood wolf is still difficult to deal with, with all kinds of mechanisms. Even if Duan Podao did his homework in advance, he still underestimated the many mechanisms of the blue wooden wolf. Even a sudden grimace opened like a door and shot out countless black needles, which made him almost die!

Duan Podao was furious, he just felt that Jin Qianji didn't know the good or the bad!

I saw his forward figure suddenly stagnate, ignoring the blue wooden wolf that was rushing beside him.

Catch the thief and catch the king first!

Jin Qianji in front of it only felt a strong air lock!

What's this? !

An aura that was even more disgusting than the tattoo technique [Circle Ruyi] just now pointed directly at Jin Qianji's eyebrows.

A cold voice sounded: "The sword points to the North Peak."

hum!

Like dozens of swords, but like one sword.

The essence is the sword intent of dozens of swords, all of them gathered into one.

With an unstoppable momentum, he went straight to Jin Qianji like a thunder in the sky!

Long Huaiyue, who has been watching the battle secretly, also has a little bit of a heart attack. This pattern is not only a strong single attack to break the face, but also locks the air. Even if Jin Qianji can dodge again, he cannot escape the powerful lock of this pattern!

With this tattoo technique alone, Long Huaiyue was sure that the talent of the young man in front of him was not inferior to Li Bai!

Where is the strong young man! ?

Poof!

The Iron-blooded Tower seemed unable to react in time.

The sword intent of the powerful tattoo technique [Sword Finger North Peak] pierced through, and a clear voice sounded.

Must die!

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A blue-colored wooden wolf, even if it is such a rare wood as Lingshan wood, which is as hard as iron, it has been pierced...

"..."

Duan Po Dao had a puzzled look on his face.

Isn't the blue wooden wolf by your side?

Looking at the blue-colored wooden wolf that was pierced in front of him, Duan Podao's eyes showed a blank look.

When he reacted, his whole body was covered in blood, and a voice came into his ears: "You lost."

…………

The whole body was enveloped in blood balls, and Duan Podao, who was teleported to the iron-blooded tower, showed fury: "I didn't lose! What kind of oolong!?"

The battle between Duan Podao and Jin Qianji was eye-catching. In addition, it happened that no other young masters were fighting, and almost everyone was paying attention to this battle. Not to mention Duan Podao himself, even the other audience members made a noise.

They couldn't understand what just happened.

Those who can understand it are probably only the big guys on the stone platform, and a few masters.

Rarely, the projected image of the blood-colored orb suddenly changed.