Chapter 511 (1/2)

Dugu Xiaoxiao began to slap Wuji, but he hurt him. Although he was only slightly injured, he felt very angry in his heart.

He has been practicing xuanming martial arts for nearly 20 years, and has already broken through the tenth level. Looking at the Jianghu, there are few people who can beat it. But this traceless, who is several years younger than himself, can not only shake himself, but also hurt himself. How can he not be angry?

Hou Bo uses his soft internal power to help him regulate his breath. At this time, his whole body Qi moves and his xuanming divine skill moves to the extreme.

He thought that the first slap was because he despised the enemy.

When Wuji pulled out the long sword, he stopped talking nonsense. He took a wrong step under his feet and turned his body. His palms made a lot of palms and patted Wuji.

They were nearly five feet apart, but Dugu smiled and flashed in front of them.

Before people arrive, the palm wind comes first, carrying the suffocating fishy wind, and rushes face to face without trace.

Wuji had experienced Dugu Xiao's xuanming divine palm more than once. He knew how powerful his palm technique was. He didn't dare to be careless immediately. He drank in a low voice, the ape arm relaxed, the long sword in his hand shook, and stabbed the heavy palm shadow.

Dugu Xiaoxiao did not dodge. He rubbed his left hand, changed the direct clap to sweep, and clapped his hand at the sword.

The palm wind was fierce, and the traceless long sword was patted out slightly by his palm wind. Dugu Xiaoxiao's right palm was silently approaching the traceless left chest.

The traceless wrist turned, and the long sword took advantage of the situation to cross cut to Dugu Xiao's right arm.

Dugu Xiaoxiao closed his palm, turned around and slapped him on the side.

This time, Dugu Xiao was no longer so eager for success, and he was calm and domineering.

Without trace, Dugu Xiaoxiao could easily defuse several swords, and they fought three moves soon.

Hou Bo stood on one side to watch the battle. His eyes behind the curtain flashed a fierce color and nodded gently from time to time. I don't know whether he praised Dugu Xiao's sword technique or Dugu Xiao's palm technique.

Looking at the whole Jianghu, these two young people are outstanding among the younger generation, and even many predecessors are far from their rivals.

Soon a few moves passed, and the two had fought for nearly ten moves. There was a murderous intention in his eyes. His internal power paid attention to the sword body, and his move was as tight as a sword. The sword edge continued to attack Dugu Xiaoxiao with fierce sword Qi.

Xuantian's eleven movements and seventeen swords day by day have been basically mastered by him and become a brand-new sword technique all the way. With his flexible wrist, the position of each sword often changes flexibly according to the position of the opponent's move, which makes this sword technique more fierce and accurate.

After ten moves, Dugu smiled more and more, and even felt cold.

His father said that the invincible magic skill in the world was so vulnerable under the traceless sword?

The movement of genuine Qi in traceless body gradually enters a good situation. The biggest feature of Biluo Heart Sutra is that the cultivator runs more smoothly when fighting with others. If you can break through the seventh layer, your internal power will last for a long time.

As for the eighth and ninth floors, they are just legends, and no one has really broken through. If you can break through, you can use vigorous Qi to protect your body. The sword can't enter. You can even use vigorous Qi to rebound and hurt people. At that time, the enemy was stronger and I was really invincible.

The xuanming magic skill is mainly insidious. Once the xuanming magic skill is urged to transport, each palm contains cold palm poison, which can kill immediately, or be injured by palm poison, and it is difficult to live for a few days.

The xuanming divine skill is divided into 18 layers, corresponding to 18 layers of hell. With each level of refinement, the cultivator himself is like going to hell. His muscles, bones and internal organs will be tortured by the corpse poison. If he is not eaten by the corpse poison, he will be possessed by the devil, paralyzed and even in danger of life.

Dugu Xiao's cultivation of xuanming divine skill has reached a new level since he broke through the tenth level three months ago. He has suffered a lot for this. He thought that even though his martial arts were not invincible in the world, it was natural to deal with several unknown Jianghu young people.

Unexpectedly, this trip to miaojiang, with a hundred times of confidence, was repeatedly frustrated in front of Wuji and Mo Ge, and my heart was somewhat shaken by the skills I practiced.

After ten moves, he drank without trace, and the long sword breathed in and out. He made a lot of sword shadows and forced Dugu to smile.

Dugu Xiao's forehead was already covered with sweat, and he was forced to step back by more than ten swords, but he was still half a minute slow.

With a light sound, Xuantian magic sword had stabbed into his left shoulder, and the long sword was pulled out with a wisp of blood.

The traceless body turned sideways, the left hand was filled with real Qi, and a strong palm force suddenly vomited out.

Dugu smiled, clenched his teeth and snorted coldly, waving his palm to meet him.

The earth shook and the mountains shook with a dull bang. Dugu smiled and walked back a few steps.

The traceless left hand faintly formed a layer of frost, vaguely lacking a trace of black air.

Dugu smiled with a fierce look in his eyes, urging his internal power to fight back. However, he didn't work. His internal power was still good. With this movement, his voice was sweet, and a mouthful of blood poured out from the corner of his mouth.