"I do. ”

"Little sister, let me come. ”

"Get out of the way, she's mine. ”

……

The disciples of the Gu Zhenmen and the True Martial Sect were about to drool out, and they all rushed to compete with Qin Kexin.

"Woe to the water, this is. ”

"I have heard of Qin Kexin's daughter, I heard that she is the daughter of the boss of a worldly entrepreneur, but she is bent on seeking Taoism, and it is said that it took a lot of money to worship the Fa Miaomen. ”

"But speaking of which, this woman is indeed beautiful, as her opponent, I am afraid that no one of these juniors can do it. ”

"It's fun, it's fun, it's fun. ”

In the end, the young man with the sword who thought he was personable got the opportunity to compete with Qin Kexin, he was a disciple of the Gu Zhenmen, and his strength was quite good, second only to the little spear god Xie Yan.

"In Xia Leng Wufeng, I have seen my senior sister. ”

Leng Wufeng said with a smile, his eyes swept back and forth over Qin Kexin, with a bit of appreciation.

Qin Kexin smiled: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Leng, I have admired the name of Senior Brother for a long time, I heard that Senior Brother swordsmanship is superb, and today I will let me understand the high skills of Senior Brother." ”

"Don't dare to be, senior sister will have to be careful later, the sword has no eyes, if I accidentally hurt my senior sister, then I will blame myself. ”

Leng Wufeng pulled out the bronze ancient sword behind his back, this sword was three feet long and three fingers wide, this sword seemed to be light and fluttering in Leng Wufeng's hand, but it was not.

"This sword is actually cast from Xuanyang meteoric iron, it is said that the thumb-sized Xuanyang meteorite iron weighs 100 catties, I'm afraid this sword weighs thousands of catties, right?"

"If you lift a weight, this person's grasp of strength has reached the point of lifting a weight, and holding such a heavy sword in his hand is no different from holding an ordinary sword for him. ”

"There are such characters in the Guzhen Sect, this small sect is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. ”

Leng Wufeng heard everyone's evaluation, and his expression couldn't help but show a touch of pride, although he Leng Wufeng ranked second in the Gu Zhen Gate, he thought that he was not weaker than Xie Yan, but he has always been low-key, and few people knew that Gu Zhen Men had a person like him.

And today, it is undoubtedly an opportunity for him to make a name for himself, even if his opponent is Qin Kexin, who is a beautiful country, he will definitely not show mercy.

"Senior Sister Qin, please advise!"

Leng Wufeng raised the three-foot bronze sword, his robe was windless, and the sword momentum around his body was brewing, just like a generation of kendo masters.

Qin Kexin pursed her lips: "Don't you want to be so serious." ”

"Senior brother, be careful. ”

Qin Kexin reminded, she raised her slender jade hand and pointed out in the void again and again, her whole person danced in the void, the dance was beautiful, dazzling.

"Why did she get up to dance?"

"Is this to confuse the opponent?"

"But it's a pity that her opponent is a character like Leng Wufeng, this person's pursuit of strength is far beyond everything, this kind of method, I'm afraid it can't confuse Leng Wufeng. ”

Not necessarily. ”

Suddenly, there were wonderful figures in the void, some of them were dressed in ancient costumes, some were dressed in modern student clothes, and even flight attendant costumes and nurse costumes.

"Is this an illusion?"

"This woman is so young, she has practiced illusion to such a real point?"

"With this woman's appearance, it is perfect for cultivating illusions. ”

Everyone said this, but they couldn't take their eyes off it, staring at the wonderful figures in the void.

This immortal method is a mirage illusion that Qin Kexin has cultivated for many years, and it is with this immortal method that she sits on the throne of the senior sister of the Fa Miaomen.

"It's just a fantasy, what can I do?"

Leng Wufeng actually saw through the illusion at a glance, raised his sword and slashed out, his sword was as light as a feather, sweeping past, all kinds of phantoms were like flowers in the moon and water in the mirror, and they disappeared.

However, in the next moment, all kinds of illusions resurfaced, even if Leng Wufeng had peerless swordsmanship, but in the face of such illusions, it was difficult to resolve them for a while.

"Her deity is gone?"

Leng Wufeng's face was cold, his gaze swept in all directions, but he saw a series of beautiful figures dancing, but he didn't see Qin Kexin's figure.

He felt something in his heart, and immediately understood that Qin Kexin must have been integrated into the illusion.

"This illusion doesn't seem to be able to hurt people, if that's it, then what's the point of this illusion?"

"Who said you can't hurt people, this is just the beginning, and if you read on, you will understand the horror of this illusion. ”

"It's really just the beginning, and the next step is the main thing. ”

……

Sure enough, after only a few dozen breaths, the style of painting changed abruptly, and the women in the illusion realm held the jade sword in their hands and began to move towards Leng Wufeng.

"It's a weightlift, and the people in the fantasy realm have all mastered the weightlift, how is this possible?"

"Could it be that this illusion can learn the abilities of others, isn't that too perverted?"

"It's just a look, no fuss. ”

Someone immediately exclaimed, this scene is too amazing, the women in the illusion each hold the jade sword in their hands, and use a weighty sword to move, the sword technique is light and agile, and there seems to be no hindrance.

"Only its shape, not its god, can it be regarded as a weightlift?"

A touch of disdain appeared in Leng Wufeng's eyes, he was a dignified kendo master, and the other party actually used sword moves to deal with him, maybe it was too whimsical, right?

The bronze ancient sword held up the sword flower in his hand, swept through the air, and deduced a real weight in his hand, and in an instant, it struck with more than ten sword tips, and there were sparks splashing.

"Kick! Kick!"

Leng Wufeng stepped on the ground and took a few steps backwards, a look of horror appeared in his expression.

"Is it really a weightlift?"

He couldn't believe that his Leng Wufeng's fame moves had been easily learned, and how would he let Leng Wufeng get mixed up when he went out in the future?

"It's like a weight. ”

Leng Wufeng froze his body, and this time the sword in his hand seemed to be as heavy as ten thousand pounds, like thunder, and he pressed people with force, slashing towards many women holding jade swords.

"Bell!"

The sound of gold and iron sounded, and the jade swords in the hands of the woman in the illusion were all shattered by his sword, and it can be imagined how amazing his sword lifting is.

The bronze ancient sword weighed thousands of catties in Leng Wufeng's hands, but when he used it lightly, a sword cut out, there were tens of thousands of catties, and the gap was like a world of difference.

"Senior Sister Qin, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible, so as not to hurt the harmony. ”

Leng Wufeng's gaze swept over the many phantoms and said, although he was not out of the illusion, he showed an expression of victory, and in fact, judging from the weight of his sword, he did have this capital.

"Senior Brother Leng, you are the one who should admit defeat. ”

Qin Kexin's ethereal voice came from all directions, and her figure seemed to come from every shadow, virtual and real, making it impossible to distinguish the specific direction.