I Have a Doomsday City

Jian Muzhen BOSS was repulsed, but there was no pause. The sword in his hand moved, and the body became elegant. It seems that the flexibility of his body is two points better than Song Jian.

Song Jian's eyes narrowed, but the other side was a wooden cricket, how could he give him a living sword dance feeling?

Looking closely, each action of the sword wood 傀儡 BOSS consists of thousands of wooden parts. It seems that the body is not cold wood, but like a living musculoskeletal nerve.

The long swords in the hands of the two kept colliding, and the figures were like lightning, they fought many times in an instant;

Jian Muzhen's BOSS has a strong defense, but under Song Jian's severe attack, each hit can leave a sword mark that is more than one inch deep.

"Beauty swordsmanship first style, the concubine is drunk!" Jianmu 傀儡 BOSS's body even made a low, synthetic sound, which sounded weird, but with this sound, the sword in the hands of Jianmu 傀儡 BOSS suddenly Become confused.

"Uh, uh, uh ~"

Song Jian ’s dance of flapping wings unfolded. The figure was like a big peng, full of savory flavor, but in front of Jian Muzhen, it seemed as if he had been covered with a layer of silk screen, even the floating effect of the last blow. Immunized by Jian Mu.

After a dozen fights in a row, Song Jian didn't have any way to deal with this sword and wooden boss. All the attacks were dismantled by the other party. A series of "dodge", "parry", and "lost target" floated overhead. And so on.

After Jian Muzhen showed the beauty swordsmanship from the beginning to the end, she began to intersperse every move, and any move could be arbitrarily cast. No matter from which angle or direction, it gave a very smooth feeling. .

All Song Jian's sword moves were perfectly parried by Jian Muzhen, but the opponent's long sword continued to attack Song fitness. Although only a dozen points at a time, but the time passed, Song Jian's blood value also increased. Began to slowly descend.

Originally, Song Jian's total blood value was not as good as Jian Mu's. In this way, although on the surface, Song Jian and Jian Mu's fight were equal, in fact, Song Jian had fallen behind.

Jiansi!

Three Swords!

Lightning strike!

...

Song Jian has applied almost all the skills he has mastered, but no matter what kind of skills, they are perfectly cracked by Jian Muzhen with a set of "beauty swordsmanship", which does little harm to it.

"Since it has performed this weird set of swordsmanship, I have never done any damage to it ..." Song Jian's heart sank, and his sense of great joy suddenly disappeared without a trace. Now his heart came up instead A feeling of weakness.

"Beauty swordsmanship style 1, the concubine is drunk!"

The sound of Jian Mu's BOSS rang again, and it even started to perform its first move, attacking Song Jian;

A strange feeling suddenly appeared in Song Jian's heart;

"How do you feel, the other party seems to be teaching their swordsmanship?"

After this idea appeared, he couldn't wipe it out anymore. Song Jian gritted his teeth and began to try Jian Muyi's movements, and practiced the "beauty sword" with Jian Muyi.

For a time, Song Jianying also became agile. Between the sword swings, it was as if a beautiful woman was dancing;

Clang, clang, clang, clang ~

A series of crisp impact sounded. This time, Song Jian completely resisted Jian Mu's attack. Although he did not harm him, Jian Mu's did not attack himself.

For a moment, Song Jian was instantly excited, and his whole heart was devoted to studying the beauty of swordsmanship;

Unconsciously, Song Jian suddenly received a system prompt;

System: You have realized the silver swordsmanship "beauty swordsmanship", the current level is level 1;

"Surely you are really teaching swordsmanship?" Song Jian stared at the sword wooden cymbal BOSS in a stunned state, and the beauty swordsmanship was constantly displayed from his hands;

"Beauty swordsmanship (silver), level 1, skill effect: physical damage increased by 12%, resistance +11, dodge +5, dodge +3, parry +7, attack speed increased by 5%; skill description: the sword There are nine strokes, each named after a beautiful woman. The sword technique is graceful and pleasing to the eye; special attributes: the woman who casts the sword technique is female, and the power of the sword technique is increased by 100%;

In the skill bar, Song Jian looked at the last special attribute in the swordsman's description a bit silently. At this time, in his skill bar, this special attribute was grayed out, indicating that this attribute was not effective;

"Having worked for a long time, I learned a set of women's swordsmanship ..." Song Jian was suddenly speechless. Without the final special attribute bonus, I am afraid that this set of swordsmanship is at most as powerful as Qingyun's swordsmanship.

Tinkerbell ~

Song Jian did not show other skills, he used the "beauty swordsmanship" and sword wood crickets to attack. As the battle progressed, the skill level of the beauty swordsmanship was also rapidly increasing, and soon, it was upgraded from the first level. At the fifth level, the power became stronger.

"The concubine is drunk.

Between the sword strokes, a smile appeared on the corner of Song Jian's mouth, and his eyes softened, exuding an eerie breath.

clang!

The Red Fire Heart Ape sword broke through the defense of Jian Muyi and stabbed it in the chest;

Click ~

A crackling sound burst from the inside of Jian Mu's body, and its body was stiffened, and the sword in his hand slowly dropped down;

"Beauty swordsmanship, passed the assessment!" Jian Muyi played a low voice in his body.

Song Jian froze, glanced at the skill bar, and before she knew it, the beauty swordsmanship had even been raised to level six;

"It turned out that this BOSS only needs to defeat it with the swordsmanship it teaches ..." Song Jian's face came to a sudden realization.

However, when Song Jian was about to walk past Jian Muzhen and fetch the book on the stone platform, Jian Muzhen suddenly moved again, and the sword in his hand made a low whistling sound, sweeping towards Song Jian;

"Fengling swordsmanship style 1, sweeping the world!"

"Come back!" Song Jian screamed, instinctively exhibited the "sacred parry", and a golden light burst out from his body. The red fire heart ape sword in his hand was also fierce and the length of Jian Muyi The swords collided

boom!

With a loud noise, Song Jian was thrown directly on the rock wall of the room, and Jian Muzhen was split in the first style by the wind chime sword technique he had cast. A right-foot-length crack appeared on the shoulder of his right arm. From the crack, a faint smell of oil floated out.

Drops, drops, drops, drops ~

Swordwood cricket eyes ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ flashed suddenly, a warning whistle sounded inside the body;

"The body was severely injured, and analysis of the fighting process began ..."

"The other party is not in the record ..."

"Start searching for exotic skill pools ..."

"Starting an analogy search ..."

"The probability of the target casting skill being an exotic skill is 99.8% ..."

"Judging the target as a foreigner, triggering the first level alert and entering the killing mode ..."

"Exotics, all die!"

At the end, Jian Muzhen gave a low-screaming growl, and his body was ten centimeters taller in an instant. He even extended a pair of arms from the scapula on the back, plus the previous left arm, and also pulled out of the body. The long-handled sword is now holding a long sword on the four arms of Jian Muyu. At this time, the dead-handed sword pointed at Song Jian together.

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