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Deep in Jing Yunxiao's heart, a wave of anger welled up.
"Haha, with just you? Was he dreaming? I think you should obediently surrender. Otherwise, once I make a move, it will be very easy for me to miss my chance.
Jing Daomo mocked.
"Cut the crap. Let's see it for ourselves. "
Jing Yunxiao did not plan to chat with Jing Daomo anymore.
At this moment, his aura of the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Stage exploded outwards, and he immediately punched towards Jing Daomo's head.
The fist emitted traces of a golden yellow flame. One could tell with a single glance that it wasn't an ordinary fist.
"Overestimating your capabilities?"
Seeing Jing Yunxiao make his move, Jing Daomo also turned into a fierce tiger, his powerful fist directly striking towards Jing Yunxiao's attack.
"Bang bang."
The two fists collided, and it was as if two enormous rocks had collided in the air. The sound of trembling bones continuously sounded in the air.
Between the two of them, neither of them had an advantage over the other.
"Bang bang."
Soon after, another ten moves, each one violent and swift.
The two of them fought in a very intense manner.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to have some skills. No wonder even Young Master Jing Lang fell into your hands, but it's such a pity, you're facing me now, I won't give you any chances of getting lucky."
Jing Daomo was a little shocked by Jing Yunxiao's performance, but this kind of shock was naturally not enough to scare him.
In his eyes, Jing Yunxiao was just a little brat.
At least, in front of him, Jing Yunxiao didn't have any ability to defeat him.
"Idiots say stupid things."
Jing Yunxiao laughed in disdain.
No matter how little Jing Daomo looked down on him, he would still look down on Jing Daomo.
"Impudent! Watch this move!"
Being called a fool by Jing Yunxiao, Jing Daomo was naturally unhappy in his heart. He growled, and at the same time, he flipped his hand, and a large blade impressively appeared in his hands. He raised the blade horizontally, and then slashed down toward Jing Yunxiao, accompanied by his raging body.
That blade was a Spirit Grade Treasure. It had extraordinary power, coupled with Jing Daomo's attack, it gave off an imposing aura.
"point finger."
Jing Yunxiao's gaze turned cold, he did not let his guard down, with two fingers forming a finger sword, it was extremely sturdy, and when he saw that the other party's blade was about to land on his head, he grabbed onto it, and actually held onto the other party's blade in mid air.
"Eh?"
Jing Daomo frowned, he never expected Jing Yunxiao to do this.
But very quickly, he changed his techniques. With a sudden twist of his wrist, the large blade flew to his side and then with a sudden shake, a cold light appeared on the blade edge. If Jing Yunxiao still did not let go, he would not be able to protect himself with two fingers.
But Jing Yunxiao really did not let go, his two fingers followed the blade's body and rotated to the side. Then, with a flick of his fingers, he flicked the back of the blade, successfully dissolving the opponent's blade shock.
At the same time, with a flip of his other hand, a Black Grade Treasure Sword appeared in Jing Yunxiao's hand. Then, he thrusted the large blade at Jing Daomo's wrist.
"What?"
Jing Daomo never thought that Jing Yunxiao would have such a powerful reaction.
Not only did it dissolve all of his moves in such a short period of time, it also took the opportunity to launch an attack, making it impossible for him to dodge.
Seeing that Jing Yunxiao's treasured sword was about to stab over, Jing Daomo immediately pulled back with his broadsword. In the nick of time, he used his broadsword to clash with Jing Yunxiao's Black Grade Treasure Sword.
"Clang! Clang!"
The sounds of metal clashing against weapons exploded in their ears.
Jing Daomo dodged the attack and heaved a sigh of relief, but in the next moment, his face froze, because he realised that the blade in his hand was actually split into two by Jing Yunxiao's treasure sword.
"This is ?" Mysterious Grade Artifact? "
Jing Daomo's heart skipped a beat as he broke out in a cold sweat.
In that moment, without giving it more time to think, he immediately gave up on his blade and retreated, dodging Jing Yunxiao's attack range.
"Trying to run?"
Jing Yunxiao naturally would not so easily pull away from him. He wanted to make Jing Daomo feel uncomfortable, thus, he used the Nine Shadow Doppelganger Technique immediately. In an instant, Jing Yunxiao turned into nine afterimages and disappeared from where he stood.
Nine afterimages made it impossible for Jing Daomo to differentiate between Jing Yunxiao's true body and the real Jing Yunxiao at the moment, and it just so happened to be an opportunity. With a single finger, the Spirit Ruins Finger would explode and in an instant, an ancient huge finger appeared in front of Jing Daomo.
"Gale Chop."
Jing Daomo was after all, a warrior of the ninth stage of the Spiritual Martial Stage, so he still had some ability to react.
Just as the giant ancient finger appeared, Jing Daomo's palm suddenly changed, and a hurricane like palm print struck out, clashing with Jing Yunxiao's Spirit Ruins Finger.
Boom! Boom!
The two auras collided, and a storm of spiritual energy began to swirl from the point of collision, spreading in all directions.
Trees all around them jumped as strong gales raged around them.
After this collision, Jing Yunxiao and Jing Daomo both fiercely retreated.
"Whooosh."
After this battle, Jing Daomo felt even more threatened than before.
He didn't think that he would become so uncomfortable after a fierce battle with Jing Yunxiao. He dared to believe that if he were to continue fighting at such a close distance, he would gradually be defeated and pressured by Jing Yunxiao to the point where he couldn't even breathe.
"You absolutely cannot engage in close combat."
Jing Daomo pondered.
Following that, he took the initiative to attack, not giving Jing Yunxiao any chance to get close to him, he flipped his palm, and multiple hand seals started to form in the air.
"Rainstorm Seal."
Jing Daomo bellowed, following the continuous release of his palm, countless of hand seals swept towards Jing Yunxiao like a torrential storm.
"Falling Star Spiritual Array."
Jing Yunxiao did not retreat at all, as many Spiritual Seal s also appeared on his fingers one after another. Finally, they skillfully constructed the Meteorite Spirit Formation in the air, and within the Spirit Formation, a boundless light shone. Under Jing Yunxiao's forceful push, the Meteorite Spirit Formation and his opponent's rain-like hand seals fused together.
"Rumble."
The hand seals and Spiritual Arrays collided continuously, destroying each other's attacks.
Dust filled the air as they collided.
"Nine Shadow Clone Steps."
"Purple Flame Flying Sword."
Taking advantage of the blurry vision, Jing Yunxiao immediately approached the other party. Then, the Purple Flame Flying Sword shot out like a rocket from inside the sword palace, with Jing Yunxiao's increasing speed, it flew towards Jing Daomo.
"Swish."
A sword flew over, Jing Daomo frowned, seeing that the sword was about to stab into his chest, Jing Daomo did not dare delay, he almost used all of his energy and reaction speed to suddenly move his body, in that moment of life and death, the Purple Flame Flying Sword almost brushed by his shoulder and flew over.
However, it was also during this short amount of time that the Purple Flame Flying Sword had entangled Jing Daomo that Jing Yunxiao successfully brought him to Jing Daomo's side, and at the same time, pointed out a sword finger, aiming straight at Jing Daomo's chest, causing him to be unable to continue and complain incessantly.
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