"Little mouse, please don't let Zhang Wuji move too much. It's best to use some move to stabilize the two guys on the other side."

Long Tian felt the distance getting closer and closer, but he directly asked the little white mouse to pass the message to Zhang Wuji. This was the first time he had to make a first prize. It would be great to be able to have an extra insurance.

The little white mouse nodded, and then used an internal force to transmit the sound. Zhang Wuji nodded gently during the battle to indicate that he knew. Then, he saw him wielding the Wudang Tidal Clouds and suddenly headed towards the air!

"No, he's going to run!"

Bu Tai exclaimed, but he didn't even think about it. He followed Zhang Wuji's rhythm and headed towards the air. Hao Mi's reaction was a little slow, but a hint of hesitation rose on his face. If he wanted to escape, it should be moving forward, backward or at any direction to run with his feet, but Zhang Wuji was almost completely straight upward. What does it mean to run?

Wait for 13, what is that? A blue light? Why is it getting closer and closer? Then—

"Bu Tai, please avoid it!"

Hao Mi shouted, but where could Bu Tai have extra movements?

When a person is most flexible, he is on the ground and can go up and down, left and right. In the air, everyone except for the light skills that have been cultivated to the point of emptiness and embarrassment, when they are powerless to borrow, they can only go up and down...

"puff!"

Blood splattered out, and the blue flying sword remained slow and penetrated the bodies of several Mongolian warriors.

"Bu Tai! Brother Bu!"

Hao Mi took Bu Tai, who had fallen straight from the air, and his face was covered with red blood. Bu Tai's mouth kept splashing with blood, and a terrible wound that almost penetrated his body was opening in his right chest.

"pity……"

Long Tian, ​​who saw all this from the perspective of the little white mouse, shook his head. He knew that although Bu Tai seemed to be seriously injured, he was not at the point of being hit by this sword. He was just seriously injured in his right lung, and several ribs were broken, and he would suffer one day.

Long Tian wanted to get the third-level innate kill, but he did not get it.

There is no way, the distance is too far. Even with the support of the teenage mouse's vision and Zhang Wuji's mid-air seduction, at the end, the flying sword still lacks a few inches of accuracy.

Zhang Wuji was originally a silly person. When he saw Bu Tai was injured, he stopped attacking and said directly: "The two are good at martial arts, but it is really a shame to serve the Mongol Yuan. Now Brother Long punishes you a little and is already ruthless. I also hope you can turn your mind and stay away from the Mongol Yuan. Otherwise, Zhang Wuji will not show mercy again when he meets again next time. He will definitely cut off the heads of you two for Brother Long!"

After leaving this heavy conversation, Zhang Wuji turned around and left, but no one dared to stop him anymore - a joke, both the two with the highest cultivation level were injured, and the other two-level innate delivery dishes?

However, the little white mouse side was also affected by Zhang Wuji's place, and the number of people attacking him was greatly reduced, and the pressure was slowly removed.

"Mr. Ye has an order. The enemy has a secret method to attack me. Retreat quickly! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

After a while, Ye Qingcheng must have heard the news that Bu Tai was injured, so he sent someone to come in a hurry and issued an order to retreat.

Zhang Wuji, Zhao Min and others did not relax, but brought the team to Longtian Institute before finally resting.

"Boss, what's your method? It's so cool?" The little white mouse's face was full of excitement and said repeatedly: "Boss Long, I, the little white mouse, have you not asked you for so long, right? Boss, let me tell me the secret method of your secret method this time! This is really a sword flying immortal. It's not martial arts, but it's a better immortal method!"

Of course, Long Tian didn't plan to hide his own brothers, but he didn't plan to tell the lieutenant now. The reason is very simple-

"What? Only innate level 3 can be used? And it requires strong internal strength?"

The little white mouse was amazed and did not forget to use his right hand to tap his left wrist and feel the amount of internal force in it: "I feel that internal force should be basically qualified... It's just this innate third level, which is a bit difficult... But isn't it just practice?! Such a handsome move, if it's-"

Only he could hear the voice behind the mouse. However, according to Long Tian’s understanding of him, he could know what he meant without thinking about it - it was just to show it in front of the Emei junior sister!

But it is understandable for men to do this. Just as within a few minutes, Long Tian was already proudly smiling after Zhao Min's praise, but he still didn't take it when Zhao Min asked for his moves.

Finally, Zhao Min snorted helplessly, but said, "Stingy, I don't want to say even a move and half a stance. What's the use of treasured broom? If not, could this Central Plains be taken over by me in the Yuan Dynasty?"

Long Tian couldn't help but smile when he heard this. However, the little princess of the Mongol Yuan had somehow belittled his Mongol Yuan in order to mock Long Tian, ​​but it was not unreasonable.

The Central Plains martial arts world has a long history and many martial arts veins. But more than a hundred years ago, some warriors from Mongolia, Jin, and Western Regions were almost able to tie the Central Plains martial arts world. Why?

In the martial arts world, they all hold their own unique skills and gradually call the best martial arts declined, and no one can practice them anymore.

For example, the extremely profound and magical martial arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures, Huang Shang, as its author, did not do this martial arts, but instead put it in a place to hide it. This behavior is almost the most obvious manifestation of the common phenomena in the Central Plains martial arts world. With powerful martial arts, one can understand a powerful martial arts, but ultimately, it is not to let this martial arts famous all over the world, but to bring it into the tomb or hide it in famous mountains and rivers.

Over the past few hundred years, there have been countless times when martial arts were deduced to a new level in the Central Plains martial arts world. I don’t know how many opportunities I missed, but in the end I was still caught up by the Mongol Yuan and the Jin Dynasty.

If [Myth] is not a game, the secrets obtained by Long Tian did not have a limit on the number of times he had used these things, so why did everyone go to find any opportunity? However, the number of times this secret book can only be practiced three times at most, and it still needs to be carefully planned.

"It's not that I cherish it myself, but that even if I tell you, it's useless. If you think that the sword technique is exquisite, you can use my flying sword technique, that would be a big mistake."
Chapter completed!