Chapter 779: Sword battle (3) seeking monthly ticket

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Master Yue has never seen such a sword, but when he saw the monsoon smoke several times before, the sword was held in her hand, but what the sword used, he could not see it.
"I don't know, I haven't seen it." Master Yue said.
"That... Master Lan, is there any hope of winning?" The chief of the guard asked nervously.
Master Yue hesitated for a moment: "The odds should still be there. If the monsoon smoke is firmly used in swordsmanship, it is impossible for Master Lang to be the opponent of the swords that she showed."
Weapons, after all, are only aids, and in the powerful weapons, they cannot be separated from the talents of users.
The supreme god-level weapon falls into the hands of an ordinary person, and after all, it is a reality, irreversible.
Although Master Yue was shocked by the unbearable loss of the monsoon smoke, it seems that the monsoon smoke is still ready to insist on the use of swordsmanship and Master Lan, and he is relieved.
The swordsmanship of the monsoon smoke is very bad, and the master of Lan is the supreme power of the sword.
In this battle, they have the hope of victory.
The guardian listened to the words of Master Yue, and this was a little peace of mind.
On the battlefield, Master Lan slightly frowned and looked at the evil spirits of the monsoon smoked hands, and the eyes were full of disapproval.
"Monsoon smoke, do you really want to take this sword with me to continue?" Master Lan is eager to win this battle, but ... he is not willing to take advantage of the monsoon smoke.
The evil sword in the hands of the monsoon smoke seems to be incapable of attack. It is feared that he will fall under the sword. This small sword like a sword will break directly.
The monsoon smoke smiled and looked at Master Lan, and nodded very calmly.
"Yes, it's it."
Master Lan hesitated for a long time, and his heart was a little bit struggled, but looking at the wolf-stricken princess, he finally fell to his heart.
"Then don't blame me." After that, Master Lan raised the sword and rushed toward the monsoon.
Master Lan’s fast-moving figure reflected the eyes of the monsoon smoke. The corner of the monsoon smoke suddenly evoked a smile. She underestimated the evil sword in her hand. The petite figure rushed to the front of Master Lan. When the time was slightly turned, and the moment of the attack was staggered, she single-handedly raised her hand, and the evil sword in her hand went forward along the blade of Master Lan’s epee!
The cold mans of the evil sword and the sword of the epee are staggered, and the sword is straight to the dragon!
When the sound is crisp!
The tip of the evil sword was directly stabbed on the hilt. Master Lan suddenly felt a tyrannical force passing into the palm of his hand along the hilt, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword violently trembled.
He took a step back and looked incredulously waiting for the monsoon smoke.
what happened?
The tricks of monsoon smoke have completely changed?
The monsoon smoke smiles and holds the broken sword. Every movement of her is very elegant and slow, but the seemingly soft blow has brought the violent shock to Master Lan.
Master Lan almost subconsciously looked at the tiger's mouth where he held the sword. At this time, his tiger's mouth broke open a mouth, bloody, and dyed the hilt along the wound.
The monsoon smoked the evil spirits in the hands of the evil spirits, and the together, crossed the blade, and the sound of a sword like a dragon would echo from the imperial city. Her feet slowly swung to the ground and painted a taiji with her feet. Figure.
"Two instruments, tai chi, to soft, just to weaken!"