The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 102

Before Jing Jiu could react, Ma Hua took the lead.

The sound of the sword roared through the dense stone forest.

A sword light attacked Jing Jiu.

At such a distance, Jing Jiu can't counter attack with a flying sword, so he can only choose to dodge.

The only way he can defeat Ma Hua is to rise up with his sword, risk narrowing the distance with the other party and attack again.

There was a sword test ahead. The disciple of Bihu peak fought against senior brother tianguangfeng, who was far better than himself.

Ma Hua is good at planning and clearly calculates these things. He is ready. If Jing Jiu can really avoid his flying sword and get close to himself, he will withdraw his flying sword and move back again. In short, he must ensure the distance between him and the other party, so that he can stand invincible.

As for the humiliation of doing so, it was completely out of his consideration.

Of course, such a picture can be better without appearing.

So he took his sword very seriously. He wanted to fight for it and beat Jing Jiu with only one sword.

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Stone platform between cliffs.

The leader of Yunxing peak suddenly waved his sleeve.

An extremely powerful breath surged around the peaks.

The clouds in the stone forest, affected by this breath, slowly sink downward until they fall to the ground and become a sea of clouds about two feet thick.

This scene is really beautiful, but everyone knows that the leader of Yunxing peak doesn't want to make a scene, but to let the disciples on the ground see the next battle clearly.

The teachers, including master Yun Xingfeng, are curious about how Jingjiu will solve the situation created by Ma Hua, and want to let the disciples learn something from it.

From this point of view, it is obvious that they are more optimistic about Jing Jiu in this battle.

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"Go."

Jingjiu still used his most familiar method to solve the situation of Ma Hua, or just said one word.

The iron sword broke through the air and flew to the stone pillar more than a hundred feet away.

It's not accurate to use the flying character, because the iron sword is too fast to have a shadow, and even the sword light has no time to become a line.

People watching the war only felt that a flower in front of them, just like Jing Jiu left the ground just now, and the iron sword had come between the two stone pillars.

At this time, Ma Hua's flying sword was less than twenty feet away from the stone pillar.

Looking at the iron sword, Ma Hua was frightened and frightened. Jian Yuan rushed out and forcibly recalled the flying sword to block him.

A crisp burst!

The wind above the stone forest roared, and the sound waves swept around.

At the most critical moment, his sword narrowly blocked Jingjiu's iron sword.

He fell and sat on the stone pillar, panicked, knew that the sea shook and generated waves, and Jianwan couldn't calm down.

Well nine's sword is so strong!

This is not only the great power carried by the sword, but also the speed of the sword.

With a whoosh, Jingjiu's iron sword turned back again. There was still no residual shadow, only a very short sword light.

Ma Hua knew that he could never catch the sword. With a dull hum, he stepped on the sword and fled farther without hesitation.

A moment later, he landed on another stone pillar dozens of feet away. Looking back, he saw that the stone pillar where he was originally located had been cut a gap by Jingjiu's iron sword. Countless stone debris were falling towards the ground. It looked like heavy snow flying all over the sky.

Ma Hua was pale and wet with cold sweat.

What strategies and plans are meaningless before absolute speed and power.

When the iron sword flew towards him, he even felt the smell of death.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if he reacted a little slower.

In fact, he didn't have time to think about it, because Jingjiu's sword came again.

The iron sword roared through the air with great momentum.

Ma Hua knew that he could not catch the sword and could not avoid it.

He stretched out his hand to hold the sword in front of him and shouted, "I recognize..."

A loud bang!

Well nine didn't give him a chance to admit defeat.

The iron sword cut off the word he hadn't had time to export.

Ma Hua gushed blood.

He could no longer bear it and fell directly from the stone pillar.

There were shouts of surprise all over the peak.

Well nine didn't stop.

The iron sword pursued Ma Hua and continued to cut down.

It's strange that Ma Hua, who fell to the ground, barely maintained the posture of holding the sword, but blocked most of the attacks.

The iron sword kept hitting his sword like a heavy hammer, making an extremely loud sound.

Pop, pop, pop!

Tianguang peak echoed with terrible voices.

With a bang, Ma Hua fell heavily on the ground and scattered the sea of clouds.