"Freezing Water Sword?"
Mo Ya, who had disappeared, reappeared less than three meters away from Wen Yuan.
When he saw the sword in Wen Yuan's hand, he could not help but reveal a trace of surprise. This was the sword ranked seventh on the Sword Manual. This person actually possessed such a famous sword. No wonder he was so strong.
"Looks like you have quite a bit of knowledge." Holding the sword in one hand, Wen Yuan smiled calmly.
"Isn't this sword from the Mo family? Why is it in your hands? Could it be that the divine doctor who appeared in the Yan Country incident a month ago was you?”
"People who have too many problems generally don't live long.”Wen Yuan shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Mo Ya did not say anything else.""Then I'll capture you and slowly interrogate you.”
After saying that, he moved the next moment. He exerted strength under his feet like the wind.
As one of the leaders of the Nightfall, he was probably the strongest after Ji Wuye and Baiyifei.
Most importantly, his speed was very fast. In terms of speed alone, there were probably not many people in the world who were stronger than him. His lightness skill had probably reached the ninth level.
Mo Ya's weapon was not a blade, but his feathers. It was similar to a hidden weapon that used feathers to hurt people.
As the saying goes, knowing yourself and knowing your enemy is a surefire way to win a hundred battles. At the very least, Wen Yuan knew the Black Crow's attack method in advance so that he could take precautions.
As Mo Ya moved, his hands also moved quickly. A few black feathers pierced towards Wen Yuan's face like sharp swords.
Seeing this, Wen Yuan also took action. His entire body's aura changed and he infused his inner strength into the Freezing Water Sword. Immediately after, a few ice blades appeared on the Freezing Water Sword.
He waved his sword, and the ice blades rushed out and aimed at the feathers.
The two collided with the sound of ice shattering, and ice particles flew in all directions.
As the ice particles shattered, Mo Ya instantly rushed in front of Wen Yuan and used his speed advantage to kick Wen Yuan's abdomen.
After all, Wen Yuan had not experienced many battles. In addition, Mo Ya's speed was too fast. Before he could react, he was kicked back a few steps.
"Good!" Seeing this scene, the hanging man in black could not help but exclaim.
But soon, Wen Yuan's murderous gaze landed on him, and he immediately shut his mouth.
Feeling the pain in his abdomen, Wen Yuan frowned. However, before he could recover, Mo Ya rushed over in the next moment and did not allow him to react at all.
It seemed that he had not experienced many battles. Facing such a strong and battle-intensive person was really insufficient.
Wen Yuan understood that what he lacked now was not strength, but experience.
This time, Mo Ya used his fist and aimed it at Wen Yuan's face.
Having already been attacked by Mo Ya once, Wen Yuan was not paying attention and focused all his attention on the battle. Facing this attack, he did not choose to dodge, but chose to attack.
Since he wasn't as fast as the ink crow, it would be useless for him to simply dodge.
Instead of doing this, it was better to fight head-on. You attack, I attack. Attack is defense.
Therefore, when Mo Ya's fist came over, he also swung his sword forward.
"Pa!"
Feeling the pain on his face, Wen Yuan realized that there was a fishy smell in his mouth. He must have been bleeding.
However, although he was also knocked down, some of the feathers on Mo Ya's side were also cut off by his sword.
It seemed that he was still too slow when he attacked. After the black crow hit him again, it teleported a little to avoid his attack.
Swallowing the blood in his mouth, Wen Yuan held his sword and looked at Mo Ya in front of him.
As for Mo Ya, he also stared at Wen Yuan without showing any emotion. After the battle just now, he had already figured out Wen Yuan's strength.
He felt that Wen Yuan was like a newbie, but his body contained very strong strength.
This was very strange. It felt like a child holding money in his hands but not knowing how to spend it. Wen Yuan was in such a state now.
However, no matter what the latter was like, his goal was no longer to kill Wen Yuan. He still had to investigate Wen Yuan's identity.
A month ago, something happened in Yan Country, and a divine doctor appeared in the incident. He wanted to see if Wen Yuan was the divine doctor at that time, although it was most likely so.
After staring at each other for more than ten seconds, they quickly continued fighting.
Mo Ya relied on his speed, and in terms of internal strength, he was inferior to Wen Yuan.
In fact, if one were to compare strength, Wen Yuan should be above Mo Ya. It was just that Wen Yuan had only experienced a few battles and could not fully display his strength.
That was why he was so anxious.
After using his sword to block Mo Ya's roundhouse kick, Wen Yuan took a few steps back, sweat faintly appearing on his forehead.
It seemed that he needed to fight more often. He could not just rely on healing others or martial arts. He had to figure it out himself.
"It seems that my speed is faster than your sword.”Mo Ya chuckled. His figure kept disappearing and reappearing. It was difficult to identify him in the darkness.
Upon hearing Mo Ya's words, Wen Yuan's gaze turned cold. The other party's speed posed a great threat to him, but he already had a way to deal with it."Then I wonder if you can still be so fast on ice?”
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