Collapse of Iron: From the practice of Taixu Sword Qi, the world is unrivaled

The black knight swung his sword and slashed. Although there was a distance of dozens of steps between the two men, in an instant, their swords collided. A dazzling spark struck, and a part of Lin Mo's sword was carbonized, while the black knight's fine steel sword became red and hot.

In just a moment, the two of them had swung out 18 swords at the same time, and each sword hit the same position, which caused the temperature of the fine steel swords to rise suddenly.

“It seems that having a fancy name is not necessarily impractical. What do you think?” In the sword fight just now, Lin Mo was actually at a disadvantage. It was not because of strength, but the difference in combat experience. When dealing with those ordinary enemies before, he could not see the advantage at all. He killed them in seconds with a single sword and a single strike. What was there to say? Now, in their first fight, he realized how lacking his combat experience was compared to that of the real strong ones.

If it weren't for the exquisiteness of the Taixu sword style, by the time he struck the eleventh sword, his sword would have been chopped off and he would have been defeated.

Lin Mo used the "Flying Falcon" sword style to relieve most of the force, thus turning his worries into peace.

The Black Knight's morale grew. Whether the man was a coward or not would be known after a fight. It seemed that the trace of fear he had just sensed was not because of himself.

The Black Knight grinned, and his armor mask emitted a low humming sound.

It’s really interesting. How dare you be distracted when confronting him?

"Another sword fight?" the Black Knight shouted angrily.

"The guest should follow the host's wishes!" Lin Mo swung his sword to cut off the fierce force coming towards him.

The two men stepped on the crystal floor again, cracking it like two cannonballs colliding with each other.

Duoli patted Zhu You's shoulder with a smile, "How is it, Uncle Zhu You, can you see clearly? Duoli is already dazzled, why should she be a referee? She should just watch the show, let's..."

Zhu You was sweating profusely, thinking about how he had wanted to spar with this kid before, and he even wanted to teach him at the beginning. Now he saw that he was really asking for trouble. Fortunately, he knew the kid's strength in advance. Really, the young man is so strong but he hides it. Isn't this cheating people?

Lin Mo lacks the arrogance that is unique to young people, and this is also due to the influence of the power of nothingness. This influence is subtle and is also the erosion of his will by nothingness.

The young men of Wuling are competing for the head, and they are at the age when they like to brag. Unfortunately, this kind of temperament will not appear in Lin Mo now. This is also a kind of "Taoism" of the power of nothingness on his mind. This is a tug-of-war in mind and nature, and it is also a microcosm of the influence of nothingness.

Cut, slash, pierce!

Then, start from the beginning…

The black knight's sword turned into a shining whirlwind and swung down like a violent storm. Lin Mo was like a small boat, being blown away again and again by the huge waves.

Lin Mo chose to dodge the first sword, and every sword attack thereafter seemed to be led by the nose. All the sword moves he mastered seemed so insignificant in this ordinary three-move chain. Although he did not use sword power, the opponent did not use the power of destiny either. It can be said that relying on the body of the "Blood Guilty Spirit", he even had the upper hand in terms of physical strength.

In other words, he is stronger in terms of ability to withstand blows, but he is slightly weaker in strength. However, he is stronger in agility. Considering many factors, the gap should not be so big!

Lin Mo's face turned pale.

However, unable to fight back and unable to find an opportunity, Lin Mo was swept into the rhythm of the Black Knight's sword attack and was forced to retreat back and forth, all the way to the small pond in the yard.

The situation is getting more serious.

Lin Mo was chopped down by the powerful swords and was exhausted from defending himself. He couldn't even perform the opening move of Yan Po's sword style before he was interrupted by the dense sword light. Practice makes perfect. At this moment, he finally realized that he had not been able to practice these three styles to perfection for a long time.

Still too slow!

Startup too slow!

The transition between sword styles is too slow!

The reason was that he did not practice these three sword styles as a whole, but separated them and ended up practicing them in a half-baked way.

The so-called Taixu Twenty-one Sword Styles is actually a whole. It is necessary to connect it from beginning to end and rotate it endlessly, just like the Black Knight's three sword styles rotation. The way to the truth is simple, and all paths lead to the same destination!

He makes the complex simple, while the Black Knight makes the simple complex.

"I see!"

Another sword came slashing down, but this time Lin Mo did not dodge or evade. He faced the sword head-on. The wooden sword in his hand flew out like a peregrine falcon, as fast as wind and lightning. It found a gap in the storm of sword energy and broke through the black knight's continuous sword dance.

"Good swordsmanship!" The Black Knight was delighted to see the prey, and the sword style in his hand changed for the first time. It was still the three moves of "cut", "slash" and "pierce", but this time it was a reverse sword dance, which instantly blocked the only flaw and dragged the fight between the two into a head-on confrontation, which was also the area where the Black Knight was best at.

There was no mention of defense in his fighting, otherwise he would not have used that big sword. To be honest, he was not very comfortable using the small sword now. If he used the big sword, his sword dance would definitely be more airtight.

Lin Mo was chopped away by the sword again. He twisted his waist in the air like a bird flying through the bushes, and only then did he manage to stand still after most of the force was released.

At this moment, Lin Mo's hands were covered in blood, his breathing was as heavy as a cow, and his lungs were whirring like a broken blower.

"Admit defeat?"

The black knight raised his sword and pointed it at Lin Mo's brow, his momentum as powerful as a rainbow.

"Isn't that a pity? Come again!" A trace of blood flowed out of the corner of Lin Mo's mouth, but he had no time to care. The Taixu sword energy in his body was so active for the first time. If he hadn't tried his best to control it, this sword energy would automatically penetrate his body and come to fight.

"Good, good! Great!" The Black Knight laughed.

Lin Mo's vigorous fighting spirit also affected the spiritual Taixu sword energy in his body. The Taixu sword energy was like a dragon entering the abyss, opening up several qi points. However, it was so rough that Lin Mo was seriously injured, and he had no time to discipline this disobedient sword energy.

Lin Mo was full of energy and his long hair was dancing wildly. At this moment, he once again found the feeling when he fought against Iron Thorn, his body was covered in blood and his energy was surging.

Zhu You, who was sitting on the seat, couldn't help but gasp. It was hard to imagine what kind of brutal training the Lin Mo brothers had gone through before to make them so eager to fight in such a situation. In comparison, what was the difference between his usual training and health preservation?

An unspoken sense of crisis came over him, causing Zhu You to shudder. He had to intensify his training after returning. If he continued to slack off, how could he secure his position as the second in command of the Crystal Guild?

In the center of the field, Lin Mo and the Black Knight fought again. The sword energy overturned the crystals on the square layer by layer. The movements of the two were so fast that they could not be seen clearly. Even Zhu You could no longer see their movements. He could only stand in front of the princess and block the flying crystal fragments for her.

However, Zhu You had no eyes behind him, and did not see that Doliko's eyes had changed into a pair of dazzling crystals. A mysterious purple light condensed in her eyes. In those magical eyes, every sword strike by Lin Mo and the Black Knight seemed to be a slow-motion replay. Every sword was in his eyes, and all the changes were clear in his mind.

Therefore, when the Black Knight wanted to end the competition with a "piercing sword".

Doliko waved her hand and shouted with a smile, "Xiao Hei, please don't destroy my favorite pool!"