Chapter 350
The Bei Ming disciple turned around and saw Ning Qiandu, who had just stood there, coming over.
When he was about to look directly at Ning Qiandu, he was suddenly stunned. This woman... was just like the rumors, she was like a fairy.
After being stunned for a few seconds, the disciple immediately came to his senses. He did not forget their purpose. Stopping the Tiangang Sword Sect seemed to humiliate them on the surface, but the focus was still on Ning Qiandu and Mi Lin.
Who wouldn't want to possess these two stunning beauties?
"Ten thousand gold coins?" The Bei Ming disciple smiled and said, "Such a large sum of money, I guess you don't have that much money on you, girl."
"I don't have it on me, but don't worry about it. If you lose, I will naturally find a way to give it to you." Ning Qiandu said.
"No, no, no, young lady, I won't gamble without cash," said the Beiming disciple, "How about this, let's change the bet. If I lose, I'll give you 10,000 gold coins. If you lose, you'll have dinner with me after today's competition. How about that?"
Ning Qiandu's eyes instantly became more disgusted when he heard this. He didn't expect that the people of Beiming Sword Sect would be so low.
"I'm sorry, I'm priceless myself."
Ning Qiandu threw out a sentence with a cold eye and turned his head away, no longer paying attention to this disciple.
The Beiming disciple was stunned, and then a sinister smile appeared on his face and he said to himself: "Hmph, there is no woman that our senior brother wants that he can't get!"
On the other side, the crowd had made way for a very wide place, and Ji Mo and the white-faced man from Beiming Sword Sect were ready.
"I'll let you three moves first, don't be polite to me." The white-faced man looked at Ji Mo and smiled.
"No need." Ji Mo also smiled.
"You are so stupid to give you a chance and you don't want it." The white-faced man shook his head, looking like a master looking at a rookie.
Ji Mo smiled and said, "I'm afraid you'll fall in three moves."
After saying this, the crowd was helpless.
"Damn, this idiot from the Tiangang Sword Sect is really invincible."
"What else can I say? Such a guy doesn't even know how he died."
"It is estimated that this year the Tiangang Sword Sect is not only at the bottom, but it is likely to be eliminated in the first round."
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"Hahahaha, it's ridiculous, you're daydreaming if you want to defeat me in three moves!" The white-faced man laughed.
"Can we start now?" Ji Mo was not interested in listening to the other party's ridicule. He couldn't help but try the new technique.
Perhaps it was because he had practiced this technique in his previous life, and his comprehension along the way had actually increased his ability to gather sword energy with his spiritual consciousness by five times! In other words, the power of sword energy from the true qi can be increased by two or three times!
"Okay, I'll grant you your wish! One move, one move and you'll be defeated!"
After saying that, the white-faced man's true energy surged, and he took out a silver long sword from his storage ring. This long sword had a gorgeous appearance and a very sharp blade, and was obviously well-made.
When Ji Moyi drew out his long sword, it was simple and ordinary, with some gaps on it caused by long-term use of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin. Compared with the one on the opposite side, it was like a country bumpkin meeting a rich man.
"Thirteen Swords of the North Sea! Whirlwind Slash!"
"Buzz!"
The long sword hummed, and everyone saw that the long sword in the white-faced man's hand gathered wind and fell with the wind. The speed was very fast. In an instant, the long sword with a hurricane was close to Ji Mo's head.
"It seems that the outcome will be decided in one battle. With his strength in the middle stage of the Cloud Realm, if he had dodged earlier, he would have had a chance to dodge. Now that the long sword is on his head, there is no hope."
"As expected of the Thirteen Swords of the North Sea, the swordsmanship emphasizes that only speed can not be broken."
When everyone was completely disappointed with this duel, the disciples of the Tiangang Sword School were very excited because they had seen the long sword in Ji Mo's hand slashing out from the side.
"Qian Qian Shan, control the sword energy as a shield, control the sword energy as strength, use the sword energy as energy, use the sword energy as a body method..."
Ji Mo's consciousness and body were synchronized instantly. The long sword in his hand did not choose to pick up defense, but chose to slash horizontally to attack.
In this extremely short period of time, Ji Mo's consciousness had almost reached the extreme. In an instant, he swung out ten sword energies, swung his hands at the same time, and the consciousness was transmitted into the body, and it was like an explosion.
This seemingly ordinary sword, which was slow to death just now, was like a rocket exploding in an instant. The surrounding air trembled and was cut open by it, rushing straight to the white-faced man's lower abdomen.
The people around were shocked to see this scene. They didn't expect that this idiot in the middle stage of the Yunjian Realm could draw his sword faster than the Beiming sword technique, which is known for its speed!
When the white-faced man saw Ji Mo's sword sweeping across his lower abdomen, a sinister smile appeared on his face. He was wearing a protective armor of the early stage of Xuanjie in his lower abdomen, which would not be broken even if someone stabbed it straight with a sword.
In his opinion, Ji Mo would not be injured by this sword, but he would be hit by his sword. If this sword hit the head directly, it would be fatal.
"Buzz! Clang!"
This was the sound of Ji Mo's long sword slashing on the armor.
"Hahaha idiot! Go to hell!" The white-faced man laughed and was about to chop down with a sword.
When Ji Mo chopped the armor, his brows frowned slightly. Originally, this sword could have directly determined the outcome, but he didn't expect the opponent to pierce the turtle shell.
"Qian Qian Shan!"
Ji Mo did not put away his sword to block, because there was still the power of sword energy on the long sword in his hand that had not been released.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound was heard, and the expression on the white-faced man's face instantly turned into surprise. Then he found that the hand he was about to chop down began to retreat. When he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, he realized that he was hit by the opponent's sword!
"Tap, tap, tap..."
The white-faced man took more than ten steps back before he stabilized his body. He looked at Ji Mo in disbelief. He didn't expect that although his armor blocked the sword blade, it didn't block the energy.
A mere mid-stage Yunjian Realm could actually knock out a master in the early stage of the Azure Sky Realm. This was simply too surprising. Under normal circumstances, once the cultivators of these two realms fought, the early stage of the Azure Sky Realm would win overwhelmingly.
"What kind of swordsmanship did he just use! He was able to ignore the level difference and surpass the Beiming Swordsmanship in speed!"
"How is this possible? Did he hide his strength?" A disciple of the Beiming Sword School said.
"It's not impossible. It seems that there should be three people in the Azure Sky Realm in the Tiangang Sword Sect in this competition."
"So what? This realm is not good enough in the competition."
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"Your tortoise shell is good. It can block this attack." Ji Mo said to the white-faced man.
The white-faced man's pale face turned purple and blue when he heard his words. He was about to explode. He thought that he could show off after defeating this guy in one move, but who would have thought that he would lose face just by slightly underestimating the enemy!
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