Inside the palace.
The two men stood with swords in hand.
Ji Dong looked at Ying Wuji's half-smile, and his face looked extremely bad.
Although he had always been on guard against Wu Dan and was ready to deal with Wu Dan at any time, he never expected that the plan Ying Wuji made for Wu Dan was to travel directly from his own base camp, Mingdu, to Mingdu Anyi.
The cannon appeared too suddenly.
His attention was mainly focused on the battlefield, and he did not notice that more than 100,000 troops had been quietly stationed on the border of the Chu State.
this time.
Total defeat!
Even when he was about to kill Wu Dan, Ying Wuji would appear to stop him.
"Brother Black Chicken!"
When Wu Dan saw Ying Wuji appear, he was suddenly surprised, as if he had suddenly turned back into the honest boy he used to be, no longer the tragic look he had just had.
nonsense!
If one could avoid death, who would want to be tragic?
He originally thought that the only trump card Ying Wuji left for him was the protective treasure that could block the saint's attack, but he didn't expect that he himself had arrived.
What else do you want to ask?
Ying Wuji curled his lips and said, "Stop wasting time and get the mirror ready!"
"oh oh!"
Wu Dan hurriedly took out a mirror from his arms, got into a fighting posture, and glanced outside the hall. It was still half a quarter of an hour before dusk.
Ji Dong looked at Ying Wuji with a cold smile: "You are a little too arrogant. Do you think that when you come to the Wu Palace, you will only face me?"
As soon as the words fell, several figures appeared.
They were all at the soldier level, with fierce auras, and they ran towards Wu Dan quickly.
Ying Wuji was not at all arrogant. He threw a handful of soybeans over, which immediately turned into countless soybean puppets to protect Wu Dan. No matter how powerful those soldiers were, their progress was greatly slowed down.
His mission is not to kill these people.
As long as he can hold out for half a quarter of an hour, he will win.
"Do you think a few puppets can hold them back?"
Ji Dong smiled faintly, but there was a hint of ridicule in his laughter.
Ying Wuji curled his lips and said, "If I can't hold them back, then can't I just kill them?"
Before he finished his words, his figure disappeared out of thin air and rushed towards those soldiers fiercely.
He has used Chi Chi Tian Ya to perfection.
But even so, he only rushed out less than three feet before his body was blocked out of nowhere.
With a clang, both figures staggered back a few steps.
Ji Dong's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but the smile on his lips did not diminish. He looked back and saw that although the bean soldier puppets had formed a battle formation and could even cast spells, these few soldiers were all his capable subordinates and were still able to slaughter the bean soldiers.
It would not be difficult to subdue Wu Dan before Mingdu opened.
He said with a mocking look on his face: "You want to attack me right in front of me? Aren't you looking down on me? Come on, let me see how advanced you are now!"
"Oh!"
Ying Wuji sneered and immediately charged forward with his sword in hand.
The Han Guang sword slashed and flicked, the movements were so fast that it was even difficult to tell which move came first and which came later.
Ji Dong quickly raised his sword to block, narrowly preventing the two attacks, but he had a vague feeling that he had fallen into Ying Wuji's trap.
He soon realized what the trap was.
Ying Wuji's attack failed, but he had no intention of distance to use magic. He pressed forward with the sword moving in front of him, as if he was ready for close combat. His sword moves became faster and faster, without any fancy moves, just basic sword moves. However, these basic sword moves seemed to contain the variations of all sword techniques in the world.
A master who had learned countless magical powers actually gave up all of them and chose this most primitive way of fighting.
Every move was extremely dangerous.
The attacker gave up all opportunities to cast spells, and the defender even more so.
Ji Dong felt as if he had fallen into a sword net. Any moves other than hand-to-hand combat were of no use at all, even though he had used them easily before.
Close combat makes the harmony between the saint and the way of heaven useless.
This is Ying Wuji’s trap.
But he was too careless at the beginning and gave Ying Wuji the opportunity to get close to him.
Ying Wuji's attack is faster.
His defense became increasingly stretched.
In just ten breaths, the two of them had exchanged hundreds of attacks and defenses, leaving more than a dozen fine sword marks on his body. This was the first time he had looked so embarrassed after becoming a saint for over a hundred years.
The sword intent contained in the Han Guang Sword was too strong, and he was firmly at a disadvantage.
He wanted to withdraw, but Ying Wuji didn't give him any chance.
He was once a kendo master whose sword moves were as simple as they could be.
But he had been away from the battlefield for a long time in recent years and was badly beaten by Ying Wuji.
Ying Wuji sneered: "Is it possible, little dog?"
Ji Dong had a grim expression on his face and did not reply. He defended against Ying Wuji's attack with difficulty. He did not expect that he would fall into such a dilemma. Ying Wuji's moves were aimed at his vital points. His life would not be harmed for a while, but he had to fight back with all his strength, otherwise his head would be chopped off. Even if a saint was hard to die, he would only have the option of spiritual practice.
Ying Wuji kept performing his moves, and he had no intention of stopping: "Your sword has been at a high level for too long, and you have forgotten the original meaning of the sword. The same is true for your path to becoming a saint!"
Ji Dong snorted coldly and disagreed.
Being at a disadvantage, he had a vague sense of frustration, but this did not affect his men from killing Wu Dan. Under such an attack, it was difficult for him to withdraw, and the same was true for Ying Wuji.
And everything Ying Wuji said was regarded by him as a means to confuse people's minds.
Ying Wuji sneered, "I'm very curious. The real threat to you is the senior craftsman who is destined to escape. Whether Wu Dan can escape or not doesn't have a big impact on you, but you still betrayed the principle of 'a saint does not use force to suppress others'. Are you broken and want to kill to vent your anger?"
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