After the second young master and the young monk's swords clashed, they were both knocked back several steps by the other's power.
After the second young master stabilized his body, he shouted loudly and circulated his spiritual power.
The robe on his body moved without wind, and he rushed towards the young monk again like an arrow.
The young monk was not to be outdone. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
He rushed towards the second young master like a nimble cheetah.
Every time the two swords collided, a crisp sound was heard, and spiritual power overflowed as the sword shadows intertwined.
The two of them fought back and forth, and it was difficult to tell who was better.
The second young master gradually gained the upper hand with the exquisite sword skills he had practiced for many years.
He spotted a flaw, suddenly deflected the young monk's sword, and then pointed the tip of the sword at the man's throat.
The young monk was unable to dodge and a look of panic appeared on his face, but just as the tip of the sword was about to touch his throat.
He cast a teleportation talisman and disappeared instantly, making the second young master's attack ineffective.
The second young master steadied himself, looked around, and fixed his eyes on the young monk who had retreated several steps away.
At this moment, the young monk was heard shouting to the middle-aged monk, "Come and help me quickly."
His realm is about the same as mine, and with you added to the mix, we can only have a chance of winning if we join forces.
"After saying this, the young monk clenched the long sword in his hand, and poured spiritual power into it again, and the sword glowed brightly."
He was well prepared to deal with the attack from both of them, his eyes were full of determination and ruthlessness, and he refused to show weakness at all.
Seeing the two men surrounding and attacking him, the second young master's face darkened, but his eyes remained sharp and calm.
He stomped his feet suddenly, and the spiritual power in his body burst out, forming a layer of spiritual power shield around his body.
Temporarily blocked the two people's first round of attacks.
Afterwards, the second young master retreated backwards, quickly forming seals with his hands and muttering something.
I saw spiritual sword energy appearing around his body, and these sword energy seemed to have life.
It whistled and shot towards the middle-aged monk and the young monk.
As the sword energy shot out, the second young master swung the long sword in his hand, making complex sword flowers.
With a flash of his body, he rushed towards the middle-aged monk.
The sword flowers and sword energy cooperated with each other, forcing the middle-aged monks and young monks to temporarily avoid the edge.
The second young master seized the opportunity and pointed the tip of his sword at the middle-aged monk's throat.
Powerful spiritual energy surged out from the tip of the sword, oppressing the middle-aged monk so much that his breathing stopped.
"The young monk witnessed the Second Young Master's fierce and merciless attack, his eyes froze, and he didn't dare to slack off even a little bit."
He suddenly exerted force with his legs and rushed forward like a bolt of lightning.
He raised the long sword in his hand high and stabbed it accurately at the second young master's sword.
After the sword was deflected, the young monk took advantage of the situation and pursued the enemy. With the help of this power, his body became like a nimble dragon.
It drew a graceful arc in the air and skillfully completed a tilting movement.
At this moment, the young monk held a long sword in his hand that was shining with cold light.
Following this slanted trajectory, it ruthlessly crossed the second young master's calf.
In an instant, the second young master's clothes were torn at his calf, and a bloodstain appeared. Blood slowly seeped out, dyeing the torn cloth red.
"The Second Young Master only felt a sharp pain in his calf, and his brows knitted instantly."
But he didn't bother to check his injuries, knowing that he must not reveal any flaws at this moment.
He endured the pain and took advantage of the moment when the young monk deflected the sword and his body was unstable.
He suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his left hand, and channeled spiritual power into his palm, where a light suddenly appeared.
Then, he slapped the young monk's chest with a palm that was filled with powerful spiritual power.
After slapping out this palm, the second young master looked at the middle-aged monk vigilantly, guarding against him taking the opportunity to launch another attack.
He shouted, "It's not that easy to hurt me!"
As he spoke, he quickly jumped back a distance.
"At this time, the young master's fingers moved swiftly, controlling the sword with exquisite control."
The long sword drew graceful arcs in the air and finally connected end to end.
It formed a circle, trapping the old man in the middle.
The sword shadow flickered, forming an extremely solid sword cage, emitting a terrifying spiritual power deterrent.
The old man was trapped, but he was not willing to be outdone. He danced his hands quickly.
Spiritual power gathered in the palm of his hand like a surging tide, and then was continuously output.
Used to resist the impenetrable sword circle.
Despite his strenuous resistance, the sword circle could not advance any further, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.
"The old man was extremely anxious, knowing that a continued stalemate would be extremely disadvantageous to him."
At this critical moment, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly he reached into his storage bag and fumbled around, pulling out an attack talisman.
This attack talisman is not ordinary. The runes on it are flashing and faintly emitting powerful energy fluctuations.
The old man threw it towards the young master without hesitation, and the attack talisman quickly burned in the air.
It transformed into a ferocious flame spiritual power, like a roaring fire snake, pouncing towards the young master with its fangs and claws bared.
"The young master saw this and did not dare to underestimate it. He quickly distracted himself and controlled the sword circle to resist the attack of the flame spirit power."
At this moment, the old man saw the opportunity when the sword circle's spiritual power was slightly weakened due to resisting the attack talisman, and quickly took out a magic weapon from his arms.
This magic weapon has a unique shape and emits a faint blue light, as if it contains endless mysterious power.
The old man injected spiritual power into the magic weapon, and the magic weapon instantly shone brightly, and then slammed into the sword circle.
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