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Chapter 203

How big is the strength gap between Tongmai and Tongmai?

If you ignore all other factors and just consider your cultivation level, a cultivator of the eight-line genitals can basically deal with more than a dozen cultivators of the first lineage without any harm, and this gap is completely unimaginable in the Spirit Condensation Stage.

At this time, Mo Tong was not hopelessly arrogant, but he attached great importance to Han Ran and the others. Being able to make Mo Tong take a little serious is considered to be her recognition of her strength.

On the contrary, after trying it personally, Han Ran finally realized that Mo Tong was not the ordinary meridian monks he had encountered before. Even at the same level, Mo Tong's strength was far superior to many monks. Han Ran could no longer use the methods used to deal with other monks who were just higher in cultivation than him.

"Let's go together." Hao Lei could also see Mo Tong's strength and said to Han Ran in a heavy tone.

"Yes." Han Ran nodded, and then rushed towards Mo Tong first. Even if the three of them dealt with Mo Tong, the main attacker would be him, a cultivator holding a fourth-grade flying sword. Mo Tong's sword skills were too superb. If Hao Lei was asked to attack the main attack, she might be shattered by Mo Tong.

Han Ran's speed was not his advantage, so even if he sprinted with all his strength, Mo Tong was still caught by him. As a sword cultivator, there was only one way to fight, which was to use the sword in his hand to cut off the opponent's sword, which was Mo Tong's swordsmanship.

The water-based sword technique that was practiced is different from Huo Sixian's sword technique that controls the overall situation. Mo Tong's sword technique is full of violent offensiveness, as if he wants to tear every opponent in front of him.

Although her heart was full of passionate fighting spirit, Mo Tong's face still looked like she was idle and not close to Gu Jing Wubo. She naturally understood the impact of emotions on the battle. Although she could not truly calmly analyze the battle, she could still pretend to behave on her face.

Mo Tong, who had a cold face, quickly repelled Han Ran head-on, and at this time Han Ran's junior brother and Hao Lei had already rushed to both sides of her.

Feng Ming.

A faint phoenix figure appeared on Hao Lei's sword and made a crisp squeal. Hao Lei used a killer move that needed to use fire crystal as soon as she came up. She knew in her heart that ordinary moves would definitely not have the chance to hurt her when dealing with a monk of Mo Tong's level. Only by doing all her strength from the beginning can she have the chance to win this battle.

Han Ran's junior brother also practiced the Fire Sword Technique, and also used a powerful killer move. The two of them seemed to have forced Mo Tong to the point where they had to use the magic trick.

Facing two powerful killer moves, if an ordinary seven-line monk was already confused at this time, Mo Tong was an elite among the elites after all, and even in the face of this situation, he would still use moves calmly.

First, he pointed it lightly with the sword, and Junior Brother Han Ran's killer move immediately disappeared into the air. The Fengming, which contained the fire crystal, was also cut off the fire phoenix's wings by Mo Tong with a flying sword. The Fire phoenix whine finally could only land heavily on the ground.

Mo Tong beat Han Ran and Hao Lei several feet away with one punch.

"The idea is good, let the strongest one attract my attention, and then you two are taking the opportunity to sneak attack with killer moves. In such a short period of time, you can communicate such a simple tactic just by relying on your eyes, which can be considered a good combat quality. Unfortunately, the gap in strength cannot be filled in many cases by tactics." Mo Tong said coldly.

Then Mo Tong's eyes drifted to the snow-white peak of Moyun Peak, "How could I lose to you? My opponent is that guy."

Han Ran and the others didn't know what Mo Tong said, and they just thought she wanted to win the final victory. Only Yu Ke knew in his heart who the guy in Mo Tong's mouth was referring to.

Mo Tong seemed to remember something unpleasant in his heart, and his brows frowned slightly, "One person has three moves in total. The play has ended, and I have to do more important things next, so I'd better ask you to eliminate them as soon as possible."

The spiritual power on Mo Tong's body suddenly became restless, and a blue light flashed in his hand. The flying sword actually split into three and broke away from Mo Tong's control and attacked Han Ran and the other two at the same time.

The name of Mo Tong's move is Yiqi Sanqing. It is not the sword technique she is using now, but a broken sword technique that Mo Tong learned from a broken sword technique. No one knows what the sword technique is called, and only a few pieces of the thick sword technique are left. Under such circumstances, a sword technique can still be understood from this sword technique. Mo Tong's talent in swordsmanship is beyond words.

The One Qi Sanqing move is a sword move created by the founder of the Sword Technique through the dual perception of the external incarnation and sword moves of the Nascent Soul cultivator. The Nascent Soul cultivator can create external incarnation by cultivating Nascent Soul, thus playing a huge effect in battle. The highest realm is said to be able to achieve the three incarnations of the One Qi and Three Qings. This senior created such a move by understanding the spiritual power of the Nascent Soul and his love for the sword Technique.

In fact, the potential of this move is far more than that. If you are at the level of advanced cultivation, not only swords, but also sword spirits can be divided into three, and the cultivators themselves can reach the Nascent Soul stage, a single fight will be like a group fight for them.

Unfortunately, Mo Tong is far from being able to cultivate a sword spirit now, but even this level has shocked the monks in front of the water curtain mirror to speak, and it is enough to deal with Han Ran and the others.

Mo Tong just stood there quietly controlling the flying sword, and beat Han Ran and the others to retreat without moving. Such strength made it difficult for everyone to accept. Didn’t you watch both sides beat you back and forth so vividly? Why did it just become one side and beat the other side in a short while? This is so surprising.

"ah"

Han Ran's junior brother couldn't resist it, so he was pierced by Mo Tong's flying sword. A white light flashed in front of him appeared outside the Nine-Turn Mirage Formation.

Due to his elimination, Han Ran's opponent turned into two flying swords, and the pressure also rose sharply. Mo Tong quickly drew blood marks after blood.

"Damn it, what should I do now?" Han Ran was anxiously thinking about the solution to deal with Mo Tong, but he couldn't think of a good solution.

And at this moment, Hao Lei finally couldn't stand being eliminated.

By fighting against three, Han Ran encountered the biggest dilemma he had in the battle against monks so far.
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