"good!"

Seeing Yang Xian's body merged with the void and the world, Wang Tu's face showed great surprise, "You are still just a master of martial arts, but can you use methods that only a master can use? Great! Even Mei Niansheng was not as good as you back then!"

In fact, Wang Tu himself is a great master. He can also use the means of combining the mind and soul into the void like Yang Xian, but he never expected that Yang Xian could enter the state of combining the Tao anytime and anywhere.

The sword technique of Wang Tu Zhang Gong and others emphasizes first killing the spirit and then cutting the body. As long as it can affect the enemy's spirit, then under the projection of the mind, it will naturally affect the body.

If the human body is compared to a puppet, then the spirit is to operate the silk thread of the puppet.

As long as Wang Tu can touch the enemy's spirit, he can control the enemy's body like a puppet.

When he and Zhang Gong killed Ye Hongguang, they used their actions to attract Ye Hongguang's mind, and then they bound their hearts and influenced their bodies. Although they were dozens of feet away, they could kill people invisibly.

But Yang Xian and Ye Hongguang are different.

Now Yang Xian's spirit is integrated into the void, just like a drop of water is integrated into the sea. Even Wang Tu is a great master, but it is difficult for him to distinguish Yang Xian's spiritual fluctuations. Therefore, the slash suddenly lost his target and had to stop in the air.

Yang Xian didn't know much about this principle before he saw the two of them taking action, but after seeing Ye Hongguang's strange posture when they were killed by the two, he had some guesses in his heart.

Therefore, just as Wang Tu raised his butcher knife, he had a way to deal with it.

Now it's really effective after trying it.

Wang Tu's eyes showed strange light, and the pig-killing knife that stopped in front of Yang Xian was shocked suddenly.

Buzz!

As the butcher knife shook, ripples visible to the naked eye appeared in the void within a radius of several feet. Yang Xian's body shook and his spirit returned involuntarily. The strange sense of existence just now disappeared instantly, and the body that seemed real and illusory suddenly became real.

He was actually shocked from the trembling sound of the butcher knife.

This is the first time Yang Xian has encountered this situation.

Until this moment, he finally saw the horror of the Grand Master.

"Senior is indeed amazing, I admire him!"

Yang Xian's clothes were flying, his long hair swung straight back, and he smiled and said, "I wonder if it was one move or two moves just now?"

Wang Tu's face froze. Thinking that he failed to kill the sword, he shook the blade again. If he were to put it strictly, he would have done two moves.

He is a great master. When facing a junior like Yang Xian, he naturally can't help but act like a fool. However, his move to shake the sword was a natural act of fighting against the enemy. After he shook Yang Xian out of the void, his third sword would be cut out.

But just as he was about to be killed, Yang Xian suddenly asked, forcing him to take back the butcher knife and answer Yang Xian's question.

In this way, this sword will be useless.

Wang Tu was so frustrated that he shouted, "Damn it, it's two tricks!"

Yang Xian smiled and said, "Okay, there is another trick!"

Wang Tu said: "Yang Xian, you don't have to be smart. I have something to suffer from this third knife..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Xian shook his body suddenly, stepped out and punched Wang Tu's chest.

The ground in front of the tavern cracked after Yang Xian stepped on his feet, and the spider web spread around like a surrounding. When he was about to spread to the foundation of the tavern, Zhang Gong, who was standing next to him, snorted coldly, exerted force under his feet, and the cracked ground instantly closed and returned to its original state.

"Your mother!"

Wang Tu cursed, and the butcher knife flashed in his hand, and the blade disappeared instantly.

Yang Xian's fist continued to rush forward, and his other hand formed a hand seal and smashed it from behind first.

After a small ripples in the space, a blade appeared strangely from the void behind Yang Xian, slashing towards Yang Xian's back like lightning. At this time, Yang Xian's handprint also happened to reach the back.

Wang Tu's sword was clearly slashed from Yang Xian's front, but for some reason, the blade appeared behind Yang Xian. This situation was extremely strange and beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding.

But Yang Xian seemed to be prepared for a long time. When Wang Tu slashed with his sword, his handprints followed.

The handprint collided with the blade, and Yang Xian's bones were roaring violently, as dense as fried beans, and his body was rushing forward suddenly accelerated.

Wang Tu, who was standing in front of Yang Xian, snorted coldly, and suddenly disappeared in front of Yang Xian when Yang Xian's fist was about to touch his body. When he appeared, he had already reached Yang Xian's back. The butcher knife that had just collided with Yang Xian's handprint was now held in his hand.

The handprints that Yang Xian blasted could not stop the butcher's knife from slashing. After the butcher's knife stopped slightly in the air for a moment, it continued to slash Yang Xian's back.

Yang Xian didn't dare to look back and didn't have time to turn around. He clenched his fists and blasted it backwards one after another. Every time he could hit the blade, but every time he could only stop the butcher's knife for a while, but he could not interrupt the knife's momentum.

Wang Tu's sword was endless and endless, chasing Yang Xian's back without any relaxation.

The two of them hid and chased each other, their bodies floating like ghosts. They were in front of the tavern the moment before, but appeared behind the tavern the moment, disappeared in an instant, and appeared in an instant. In just a moment, they circled around the entire town.

No matter how Yang Xian avoids or blocks him, he can't stop the knife that looks like a maggot behind him.

"Boy, give up!"

Wang Tu kept holding the butcher knife, "It's not embarrassing to lose in my hands at such a young age. I won't be glorious!"

He sighed, "Mei Niansheng accepted a good apprentice! Hum?"

Wang Tu sighed before he could finish his sighing, and suddenly realized something was different.

Yang Xian, who was quickly dodging the butcher's knife, had a strange change at this time.

His body suddenly became lighter. If he had just been like a lightning bolt or a meteor, now it had become a cloud of fog, a breeze, and a little less turbidity on his body and a little more clear air.

Seeing Yang Xian’s change, Wang Tu was secretly shocked, “He actually realized the truth at this moment!”

Just when he was surprised, Yang Xian in front suddenly let out a long laugh, "So that's it!"

With a long laugh, he stretched out his palm and slashed it behind his back.

He did not make any movement under this slash, neither had the energy, the palm wind nor the counterattack, but just slashed lightly.

But Wang Tu, who was chasing him behind him, looked shocked and stopped suddenly.

The reason why he kept chasing Yang Xian was mainly due to the artistic conception of this sword. Under the pull of the energy, the sword was as intent as silk and continuous.

As long as the sword intent is endless, this sword will be cut forever until the enemy is killed. As long as the sword intent is still there, no matter how many swords Wang Tu slashes, it can only be considered a move.

But now Yang Xian reached out to slash, and Wang Tu's sword intention suddenly broke like a silk thread cut by a knife.

With the sword intent not alive, if Wang Tu attacks Yang Xian again, it will be his fourth move.

Wang Tu stood with a knife, staring at Yang Xian blankly, with a very strange look on his face, and suddenly let out a long sigh, "What a Mei Niansheng!"
Chapter completed!