Before the glimpse of the stream came, Li Moxiao felt the sound of the wind in front of him and the coldness unique to the metal.

He was a little surprised, but he was not panicked because the flying spear arrived faster than he felt.

As soon as his steps slipped, his figure faded in the air.

With a muffled sound, the flying spear named "Floating Light" by many Iron Ce Army soldiers passed through the afterimage left by him and pierced deeply into the soil behind.

"Ghost Step!"

Someone in Tie Ce's army screamed in horror.

In the world of practitioners, it is almost unlikely that someone can dodge the flying sword that is close to the body with just his body and footwork, or the artifact such as Lin Yi Fei Spear that is no less than the speed of the flying sword at this time.

Especially at this time, Li Moxiao was still controlling the flying sword, and the sword light that was scattered towards Lin Yi was still not at all distracted.

So this is only possible that it is the ghost shadow step of the Northern Wei Ghost King Sect.

A footwork that requires repeated training to make the body habit become natural, almost intuitively react to the body's flesh and blood, and rarely requires true energy in the body.

These soldiers who screamed and screamed had seen this kind of footwork on the battlefield. The faint shadows, like ghosts, were the familiar smell that would appear in many nightmares.

However, the practitioners of the Ghost King Sect are also hidden deep assassins in the Northern Wei army. It is even rare for practitioners who can perfectly master this ghost shadow step. How can Li Moxiao master the secret of the strange sects like the Northern Wei Dynasty?

No one can answer the questions of these Iron Army soldiers.

Before their voices rang, Li Moxiao's eyes fell on Lin Yi.

At this time, he had avoided Lin Yi's attack, and he could still perfectly control his flying sword. Then the next step was to see if Lin Yi could block his sword.

As his eyes fell, the sword light fell.

But at this moment, a sword light appeared in his perception.

A very violent and unreasonable sword light slashed accurately on his flying sword.

There was a loud bang.

His flying sword sniffed and flew backwards into the air.

Li Moxiao's body shook violently, and some unbelievable look flashed in his eyes.

It was not his arrogant. For the teachings in the South Heaven Academy, in the past, they had never seen a practitioner who was easier to master various subtle moves than Li Moxiao.

Many exquisite boxing and sword moves can be practiced several times.

Even for this kind of ghost shadow step that takes many years to skillfully use by cultivators of the Ghost King Sect, Li Moxiao only took dozens of days, just like those who spent many years practicing in the Ghost King Sect.

Compared to Meishan, his cultivation is more diligent and he has mastered more practical and exquisite martial arts. However, he suffered some losses in this confrontation between the meeting.

It’s not that he is not self-reflective enough and makes little progress, but that the other party’s progress is really too great.

He did not immediately forcefully control the flying sword that was knocked away.

He needed some time to calm down the shocking true energy in his body. The most important thing was that he keenly sensed Lin Yi's movements.

As he guessed, the reason why Lin Yi needed to fly spear was just because Lin Yi did not practice flying swords at all, and he had to fight in close combat.

Lin Yi has made efforts.

Smoke and dust were shaking under his feet, but at the same time, he threw another flying spear.

With a clanging sound.

The crisp sound of gold and iron sounded faster than the sound of breaking through the air.

The first half of the flying spear flew towards Li Moxiao.

It came too fast, and Li Moxiao had no time to think about it. His figure avoided the flying spear that broke through the air like a ghost. Then he saw Lin Yi's body floating in an seemingly unreasonable posture.

Li Moxiao had calmed down the true energy that was shaking in his body at this time. Even though Lin Yi came very quickly, the distance of fifty steps still gave him enough time, and he did not think that Lin Yi would have the advantage after getting close.

As his heart moved, the flying sword that seemed a little sad in the air before, drew a wonderful arc and landed on Lin Yi's back.

In Lin Yi's perception, this flying sword was more agile and more difficult to deal with even at this time than Rong Yi's swords.

His eyes narrowed slightly, waiting for the flying sword to approach, and then the sword in his hand slashed out again.

However, his sword failed.

Because this flying sword did not want to really get close to his body from the beginning.

When he set out his sword, the flying sword suddenly floated upwards, crossed high over his body, and flew into Li Moxiao's hand.

Li Moxiao held the short blue sword.

He has made all preparations and adjusted his body and true energy to a perfect state.

A sneer.

The sound of true energy swelling sounded under his feet.

Since he no longer needs to concentrate the center god to control the flying sword, his footwork will naturally be faster.

A series of afterimages flowed in the air.

Even under the bright sunshine, it looks like a ghost.

Without even thinking about it, Lin Yi stabbed Li Moxiao at the place where he perceived.

His sword was still lost.

Li Moxiao's footwork was too subtle, and his sword fell into a shadow.

But his expression did not change at all.

Because he didn't expect this sword to pose a threat to Li Moxiao.

He also has a sword.

His left hand smoothly held the hilt of the sword around his waist and slashed it out.

The sword moves with the sword, and it is very cold, fast and tricky, which is unexpected.

A look of shock appeared in Li Moxiao's eyes again.

He handed out the sword in his hand and blocked the sword. The true energy in his body rushed towards the small sword in his hand.

A roar sounded from the sword bodies of the two swords, like two huge rocks colliding.

At the moment when the two swords intersected, Li Moxiao realized that he had not seized any initiative.

Then in a moment, he felt the stinging pain in his palm.

A shocked feeling surged rapidly in his mind.

His palms tingled, and his arms were numb.

Lin Yi's power was much stronger than that in Meishan, and even a little beyond his imagination.

However, something even more unimaginable happened.

Any practitioner will have some shocks in his body under such a collision of true energy power. Even if he can be forced to control it, he can still maintain a good output. However, the true energy swelling under this forced control cannot be as perfect as when he is in his best condition.

Therefore, the subsequent attack in this moment must be somewhat worse than the previous one.

However, Lin Yi was not like this.

A loud bang sounded in the air.

The sword in Lin Yi's right hand swung down violently. Although it was a sword force, it was as violent as an iron stick.

He could clearly sense that the power of this sword was even stronger than the power of Lin Yi's left hand before.

He had no choice but to retreat.

His figure swept to the side like a ghost.

Lin Yi threw the sword in his left hand directly.
Chapter completed!