Huadu small security guard

Chapter 600

"Zhang Yiming, since you won't let me go, then I can only fight to the death, let you experience my profound move, Yuan Dou Yuan Qi Slash!"

A trace of killing intent flashed in Yuan Mo's eyes, the fighting spirit in his body rose rapidly, and his hands were full of cutting fighting spirit.

But this kind of fighting energy cutting is different from vacuum cutting, it is more like a cutting of energy, because the freezing air itself has extremely high temperature, which can instantly melt objects that block fighting energy.

Zhang Yiming's eyes flickered for a while. With the heart of Xuanyuan Shuiying, he could clearly perceive the characteristics of Yuan Mo's moves.

After condensing his fighting spirit, Yuan Mo's speed suddenly increased. Unexpectedly, the speed after reaching the limit was so fast that he was in front of Zhang Yiming in an instant.

Only then did Zhang Yiming realize that Yuan Mo was also hiding his own strength, and he was willing to reveal all his strength when Tao was now at a critical moment. This supernatural speed is the best proof.

Of course, for Zhang Yiming, his speed is not fast, at least Hou Yu's speed is higher than Yuan Mo's, so when he rushed over, he was ready to deal with it.

Yuan Mo swung out the fighting energy that had been condensed for a long time, and two powerful cutting fighting energy quickly slashed Zhang Yiming's throat.

Zhang Yiming had already felt the extremely high temperature before the battle qi arrived. If he was cut, he would definitely end up with a decapitated body.

Because of the special fighting spirit of Yuan Dou Huangquan, Zhang Yiming couldn't fight him head-on, so he could only avoid it temporarily.

Under normal circumstances, once this fighting spirit is separated from the target, it will dissipate quickly, so Zhang Yiming feels that as long as he avoids Yuan Mo's fighting spirit attack, everything will be fine.

But he didn't expect that the fighting energy of Yuan Douhuang Fist was really too special. Although the two streaks of fighting energy missed, they didn't dissipate.

Following Zhang Yiming's dodge, Yuan Mo also rushed over quickly, swiping his palms out again, his fighting spirit entered the knife, and launched a quick attack on Zhang Yiming again.

Zhang Yiming is a little passive now, he can neither face Yuan Mo's fighting spirit forcefully nor be hit by it, he can only rely on his body skills to dodge, and has been suppressed by Yuan Mo for a while.

"Damn it, Brother Yiming, even if you beat a bastard, you will lose. Didn't you eat tonight?"

Hou Yu looked gloating, of course he was joking, because he knew that although Zhang Yiming was temporarily at a disadvantage, he didn't panic at all, and Yuan Mo didn't take advantage of it until now.

Zhang Yiming turned his head and gave Hou Yu a blank look, and said, "Why don't you give it a try, this is the first time I've fought Yuan Dou Huang Fist, okay, I'm too unfamiliar with this kind of grudge."

"Brother Yiming, come on, I'm optimistic about you."

Hou Yu said with a hippie smile.

Zhang Yiming curled his lips. In the current state, it is impossible for Yuan Mo to hurt him. Similarly, he can't fight back. Naturally, he can't hurt Yuan Mo. From this moment on, the competition is endurance. It depends on whose Whoever runs out of grudge first will definitely lose the duel.

But from the current point of view, Zhang Yiming is still in a very unfavorable position, because running away is more energy-consuming than attacking.

Zhang Yiming also realized this. While dodging Yuan Mo's attack, he thought hard about countermeasures. Finally, a flash of inspiration came to his mind and he came up with a good idea.

Since Yuan Mo can use Dou Qi as an invisible knife, he can naturally release the inheritance of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor Sword to deal with it.

After accepting the inheritance of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor Sword, Zhang Yiming has an invisible sword energy in his left arm, which is similar to Yuan Mo's fighting energy, and the attack range is wider than Yuan Mo's fighting energy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yiming immediately summoned Xuanyuan Dou Qi, and activated the sword aura in his left arm with the Dou Qi. In a short while, the sword aura began to linger in his left arm.

Zhang Yiming tried to condense the sword energy in the palm of his hand by transporting fighting energy. Although it was the first time to operate it, because he was very familiar with the way of fighting energy, he immediately mastered the method of controlling the sword energy.

Xuanyuan sword energy also formed a cutting energy in front of the palm, and Zhang Yiming also had a chance to fight back.

Yuan Mo obviously didn't know about Zhang Yiming's change, and the two fighting spirits were still chasing Zhang Yiming fiercely. At this moment, he suddenly found that Zhang Yiming, who had been dodging passively, suddenly swung his backhand towards his throat.

He subconsciously cut Zhang Yiming's left arm with fighting energy, and felt the vibration of fighting energy, as if hitting an invisible but extremely hard object, and suddenly his wrist bones felt numb.

Yuan Mo quickly backed away, the grudge on his right arm had dissipated, and on his wrist, there was an extremely small but deep bone wound, because the cutting was extremely fast, the blood had not had time to flow out yet.

Zhang Yiming chuckled, and said, "Do you think that the Dou Qi of your Yuan Dou Huang Fist style is great? You are so naive. Our Xuanyuan lineage still has a great sword!"

"The great sword?"

Yuan Mo repeated subconsciously. Judging from the wound on the wrist, it really looked like a mark cut by a sharp knife.

His face suddenly changed, and he said in a trembling voice: "You actually accepted the inheritance of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor Sword! Is the fighting energy that you couldn't see just now the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor Sword Qi?"

Zhang Yiming smiled faintly, and said: "It seems that you know a lot, that's right, I used Xuanyuan Sword Qi just now, and your Yuan Douhuang Fist Style's Dou Qi is still not hard enough. If you want to be tough, you have to look at it." Great sword."

Yuan Mo's heart sank. In all genres, there is a legend that has been handed down thousands of years ago, that is, only the super warriors in the legend can comprehend the Xuanyuan sword energy of Xuanyuan lineage, and possess this kind of sword People with qi can theoretically get rid of all vindictiveness of any school.

Zhang Yiming had already comprehended the Xuanyuan Sword Qi, which meant that the advantage he had just now no longer existed. What Yuan Mo thought about most now was how to escape.

Although it seems that Zhang Yiming is not particularly proficient in mastering Xuanyuan sword energy, but as long as the sword energy is released, he has no chance.

Before Yuan Mo could turn around and run away, Zhang Yiming had already bullied him, and Xuanyuan sword energy was released one after another, blocking all Yuan Mo's dodging space.

Yuan Mo's face turned pale with shock, now he could only fight, raised his grudge to the strongest state in his life, and slashed towards Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming sneered, and a Xuanyuan sword qi swung out, instantly cutting Yuan Mo's battle qi into two pieces, and cut through Yuan Mo's throat without losing his strength.

Yuan Mo's eyes widened suddenly, filled with fear, and then a rain of blood shot out, and his people fell backwards.

"Damn, my big sword is still powerful."

Zhang Yiming said seriously.

(End of this chapter)