Chapter 779

Master Yue has never seen such a sword before, but when he saw monsoon smoke making several moves, he held the sword in her hands, but he couldn't see the use of the sword at all.

"I don't know. I haven't seen it." Master Yue said.

"Then Master Nalan, is there any hope of winning? " The chief bodyguard asked nervously.

Master Yue hesitated for a moment and then said: "there should be a winner. If monsoon smoke firmly uses swordsmanship, in terms of the profundity of the swordsmanship she just showed, it can't be master LAN's opponent at all."

Weapons, after all, are only auxiliary. In a powerful weapon, it cannot be separated from the talent of the user.

It is a reality and irreversible that the supreme divine weapon falls into the hands of an ordinary person and cannot defeat the strong one with wood.

Although master Yue was shocked by the fact that the monsoon smoke was still intact, it seems that he is still ready to fight master LAN with swordsmanship. He is a little relieved.

The swordsmanship of monsoon smoke is very bad, but master LAN is the most powerful one of swordsmanship.

In this war, they have the hope of victory.

After hearing master Yue's words, the chief bodyguard was a little relieved.

On the battlefield, master LAN frowned slightly and looked at the broken evil sword, which was as thin as cicada's wings, and his eyes were full of disapproval.

"Monsoon smoke, do you really want to continue with me with this sword?" Master LAN wants to win this battle, but He didn't want to take advantage of the season.

The broken evil sword in monsoon smoke's hand seems to be vulnerable at all. I'm afraid that if he chops it, the gadget like sword will break directly.

Monsoon smoke smiled at master LAN and nodded his head firmly.

"Yes, it is."

Master LAN hesitated for a long time. He struggled a little. But looking at the embarrassed princess, he finally fell down on his heart.

"Then don't blame me." After that, master LAN carried a heavy sword and rushed towards the monsoon smoke.

Master LAN's rapid forward figure, reflected in the eye of the monsoon smoke, the corner of the mouth of the monsoon smoke suddenly aroused a smile, she lightly raised the broken evil sword in her hand, the petite figure turned slightly when master LAN rushed in front of her, staggered the moment of attack, her one hand raised, the broken evil sword in her hand, along the blade of master LAN's heavy sword!

The cold light of the evil breaking sword and the blade of the heavy sword crisscross and cross. Follow the heavy sword to attack the Yellow Dragon!

When a crisp sound!

The tip of the evil breaking sword stabbed directly on the hilt. Master LAN suddenly felt a strong and incomparable force coming into his palm along the hilt. The tiger's mouth shook violently.

He took a step back and looked incredibly waiting for the monsoon smoke.

What's the matter?

The way of monsoon smoke has changed completely?

The monsoon smoke smiled and held the broken evil sword. Her every movement seemed very elegant and slow, but the seemingly soft strike brought great shock to master LAN.

Master LAN almost subconsciously looked at the mouth of the tiger holding his sword. At this time, his mouth broke open. It was bloodshot. He dyed the hilt red along the wound.

Feng Feng Yan raised his eyebrow and crossed the body of the sword with both fingers. A dragon like sound echoed from the imperial city. Her feet slowly swam to the ground and drew a picture of Taiji with her feet.

"Give birth to Liangyi, transform Taiji, overcome hardness with softness, and fight for strength with weakness!"