In that blood-colored battlefield, a red-haired young man was surrounded by four long swords in front of and behind him, his two hands constantly interlaced, dancing out pieces of afterimages and slashing at the black-robed man in front of him.

"Ding, Ding!"

The sound as crisp as a bell kept ringing, and around the black-robed man's body were several black long swords.

If you look closely, you will find that after each battle, the two of them will directly release the sword they are holding, and instead take out a new one to slash at it, and the other hand will quickly catch the other fallen long sword, and the cycle continues, resulting in a speed that produces afterimages.

There were more and more swords beside them, and in the end, there was even a sword that would not fall, as if it was flying in the air for Ling Feng and the two to use.

It all happened in just a few minutes, and Ling Feng needed to remember the location of each long sword, as well as how long they could stay, and if it was out of his hands, the rhythm would be disrupted.

Ling Feng had no way to fight back in the face of such a dense attack from the black-robed man, even the defense was already very difficult, and there were more and more long swords around the two of them, and when it came to a certain moment, Ling Feng's eyes froze.

Here it comes!

In the next second, the two of them seemed to know each other's thoughts, and they jumped back together, their long swords were still in place, and at the moment when they were about to fall, a long sword appeared in each of Ling Feng's hands, and the same was true for the black-robed man.

Then the two of them rushed forward, and the long swords in their hands staggered in front of them, and even the long swords in the air stabbed out together with the huge force.

"Boom! Ding, Ding, Ding!"

Ling Feng no longer relied on exchange, but with two swords in his hands, he used the strength of his whole body with each blow, driving all the long swords around him to slash out together.

Chopping, slashing, stabbing, collapsing, teasing, intercepting, pressing, every move and style seemed to be transformed into a flower in the hands of these two people, extremely smooth, obviously there was no mystery, but the hands of Ling Feng and the black-robed man seemed to be connected with those swords.

Dozens of long swords collided together and couldn't be disrupted, if it was a violent wind just now, then now it was a torrential rain! Ling Feng has cultivated so far, and the experience of fighting has been brought into full play at this moment.

"I'm going to force out your hundredth sword!"

Ling Feng looked at the black-robed man two meters away and shouted, then raised his hands violently, the blade and the arm were connected in a line, dozens of long swords were brought to the top of his head by him, and the next second he slashed at the black-robed man with Ling Feng's hands.

Seeing this, the black-robed man did not retreat but advanced, moved the toe of his right foot forward by an inch, and the black double sword in his hand stabbed forward, and the long sword storm around his body stabbed towards Ling Feng, in the process, one point two two points four four points eight eight points sixteen.

In such a comparison, the dozens of swords in Ling Feng's hand became very small, and he didn't even see how many swords there were, and the whole person was instantly pierced by the sword rain.

God, it's dark again.

When Ling Feng opened his eyes again, he saw a black stone, and a full moon hanging above his head illuminated the various plants crawling on the stone.

Ling Feng didn't move, he was still sitting on the damp mud floor, his face was a little unsightly, and he was afraid, although he didn't feel pain in the illusion, but the feeling of seeing his eyes pierced by the edge of the long sword was really uncomfortable.

"How does it feel?"

Ghost Shura suddenly appeared behind Ling Feng, looked at his back and teased, Ling Feng did not respond, but turned his head to look at the smiling man, his mood was a little heavy.

Ling Feng already knew why the Shura Sect had risen "suddenly", and how cruel was that war back then, so that this kind of sword duel could be derived?

Ghost Shura looked at Ling Feng's eyes, he seemed to realize something, but Ghost Shura didn't say anything, reached out and patted Ling Feng's shoulder and left in the latter's gaze.

Now that the six-hour time limit is not over, the reason why Ling Feng woke up early is because there are only so many scrolls in this scroll, and if you want to know the next moves, I am afraid that you have to enter the Shura Sect to see it.

Ling Feng didn't look at the progress of the others, but looked down at the blank scroll in his hand, and suddenly sighed, and saw a thousand at the scroll, but there was no note, so it was nothing.

Without paying too much attention, Ling Feng put away the scroll and instead recalled what he had just learned, the battle with the black-robed man was the most aggrieved and enjoyable battle he had ever fought.

You can't use Xuan Qi, you can rely entirely on the conditions in the illusion realm, and you can use twenty-two at the same time, just exchanging in this process makes people feel impossible, let alone resisting the stormy attacks of the black-robed man.

But it's such a kind of sword duel, after "dying" hundreds of times, it was still touched by Ling Feng, as long as you succeed in the first attempt, then you know what to do next time.

Moreover, most of the battles that Ling Feng has fought all the way have been to win more with less, and the reaction speed and so on are very fast, and the combination of these factors can only learn the skin of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sword Duel in just a few hours.

Recalling the black-robed man's method of fighting, he knew exactly which sword he should hold on and what moves he should use to achieve the best effect the moment he let go.

The black-robed man was like a master, telling Ling Feng in a fighting manner: "You are wrong here, and here, here..."90 look

It was precisely because of this battle that Ling Feng blushed for his previous ways, he was too reckless, relying on the suppression of the Xuan Qi Realm not to think about other things, and he rushed to look at people like a wild bull!

When Ling Feng was thinking, this side of the cultivation battle was like a pool of stagnant water, but it was the one who chose to make a meritorious decision, and from time to time, countless mystical qi emerged from someone and returned to heaven and earth.

And those who don't move at all, there is no doubt, are failures, yes, for them, it is a bad thing to maintain the realm now, and it is good to lose the realm.

Six hours passed in a flash, and thousands of people opened their eyes, even if they wanted to delay for another minute, they couldn't do it, because the Xuan Qi in the scroll could only last for six hours.

Just when they woke up, there was a sigh on the side of the cultivation decision, Ling Feng stood up and swept it over, one of the three people had a bitter face, obviously did not comprehend the Shura decision, even if it was one in a thousand.

Then their results today have appeared.

And the ones who chose to fight? Although there were only a dozen of them, they all had smiles on their faces, and it was clear that they had learned a lot in that illusion.

Ling Feng counted carefully, there were seventeen people, ten of them were the bosses of those small teams, Ling Feng directly skipped Sinan when counting, because this guy's eyes were a little disgusting.

"Shh

Si Nan pouted, he knew what Ling Feng was doing, but he couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he saw that he had skipped directly, Si Nan thought about it, his eyes suddenly lit up, he seemed to have a way.

Just when Sinan thought of a ghost idea, Ghost Shura stood under the hundred-meter-high mountain gate and clapped his hands, his voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet night, his face was as cold as just now, and said: "If you don't succeed in comprehension, you can go." ”

“......”

The silence was terrible, the losers were silent, they didn't want to leave, but the truth was in front of them, and under the gaze of the winners, most of them turned around and walked out of the canyon.

The Shura Sect, this Five Great God Emperor Sect was just behind them, only a hundred meters away, but now, it was getting farther and farther away.

No one will sympathize, they rely on their talent and hard work to continue to stand here, otherwise they will also leave with the loser.

Ghost Shura looked at the half of the people who remained, there was no fluctuation of Xuan Qi on their bodies, and the replacement of the Xuan Qi in their bodies caused the Xuan Qi in their bodies to conflict with each other, they had to abandon the original foundation, and for the first time, Ghost Shura smiled in front of everyone: "Today, do you feel sorry for losing what you have worked hard for more than ten years?"

"It's not a pity!"

The shouts of more than a thousand people instantly sounded in the canyon, and they really didn't feel pity, because just when they destroyed the Shura Decision, the speed of refining Xuan Qi made their hearts flutter.

Moreover, now that the Xuan Qi between heaven and earth is so abundant, coupled with the cultivation of the Shura Sect, it will not take much time to surpass the previous realm.

Ghost Shura smiled mysteriously at this, and then looked at the eighteen people who were cultivating and fighting: "You still dare to stand here, it should be all over, which of you will show your hand first?"

All of a sudden, everyone's attention was on Ling Feng and them, if they had the confidence not to change the God Emperor's merits, it would definitely be their own merits, and everyone wanted to know what kind of confidence these people had, and how big a gap there was between them and them.

More than a dozen listened, you look at me, I look at you, stunned, everyone who dares to be the first bird, at this time, Sinan took a few steps forward, and everyone's eyes lit up, just waiting to see the demeanor of the great god, but he came out with a sentence.

"Let Senior Brother Ling come first, I'm not proficient yet, just to guide us. ”

Sinan smiled harmlessly at the face of humans and animals, he happened to look good, and there was nothing wrong with what he said, everyone turned their eyes to Lingfeng, in the eyes of everyone, this red-haired person was also extremely mysterious, the first and second rounds were the guys who won the first place, and what Sinan said was not unreasonable.

Although Ling Feng likes to keep a low profile, he didn't feel anything as the first one, he just felt that Sinan might have other ideas, he nodded in agreement, and then turned around and walked to the black stone.

Thousands of people were staring closely, they really wanted to see how powerful the Ten Thousand Immortal Sword was there.

Ling Feng directly took out the ordinary long sword, and then slashed at the wall with his left hand first, without Xuan Qi, but only used fifty percent of his strength to cut through the stone.

For a while, everyone felt very disappointed, this is Lingfeng's strength, but in the next second, they were stunned, and their eyes forgot to blink.

I saw Ling Feng's left and right hands slashing together, so fast that they turned into afterimages, and the long sword disappeared in his hand, not to mention the rocks, Ling Feng slashed down one sword after another, and even those vines did not cut a single one, as if he was waving his hand at the stone.

But the strange thing is that one long sword after another kept floating around Ling Feng's body, but the people present found that Ling Feng didn't use the slightest bit of Xuan Qi at all, how did he do it?

Those who cultivate the Ten Thousand Souls Sword Decision don't understand, but those who cultivate the Ten Thousand Souls Sword Decision have long been stunned, and they all say that laymen see the excitement, and insiders look at the doorway.

They knew that this was not uncomfortable and could be done by virtue of speed, looking at the twenty swords around Ling Feng, only many people who had cultivated the Ten Thousand Souls Sword knew how difficult it was, how against the sky.

Ling Feng felt that he was not bored with the black-robed man, and when he reached just twenty swords, he stopped it, the long sword poured into the storage like flowing water, and the wall in front of him was intact except for the traces left by the first sword.