No matter what kind of swordsmanship and swordsmanship are inseparable from the most basic sword moves, splitting, stabbing, pointing, teasing, collapsing, intercepting, wiping, piercing, picking, lifting, twisting, and sweeping. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 InfoJust like any other boxing technique, these foundations are the foundation of all routines.

Sun Jifei faced Deng Yanfei and unabashedly showed his profound basic skills, just using his basic skills to deal with Deng Yanfei made him a little scrambling, it was not that Deng Yanfei was very bad, but the sword in Sun Jifei's hand could not be taken casually.

The sword is sharp, the hair is blown off, and the iron is sharpened like mud, not to mention Deng Yanfei's flesh and blood. Sun Jifei's basic swordsmanship is proficient, and the connection of one move is extremely brisk, like a continuous spring rain, which makes people tired to deal with.

Deng Yanfei secretly said in his heart, "No wonder it is said that there is a sword in hand, and the master of bright energy can also compare with the master of dark energy, although it is a bit exaggerated, but Sun Jifei's swordsmanship is superb, not dark power is better than dark energy." ”

Facing Sun Jifei's simple but murderous sword moves, Deng Yanfei had no way, this was the first time he faced a swordsmanship master, and he had too little experience. He can only dodge with keen perception and super physical fitness.

At this time, Deng Yanfei was more and more able to understand the power of the dark energy, and as soon as the tip of Sun Jifei's sword flickered, he faintly sensed where the other party was going to attack him. This is not an unpredictable prophet, he is just a second in advance, or less than a second, because Sun Jifei's sword slashes, even if it is hidden, no matter how well the power is controlled, it will drive a trace of airflow, and it is this airflow, if you carefully sense, you can predict it in advance.

Deng Yanfei didn't know if other dark energy masters could do this, and he couldn't care so much at the moment, even if he could sense it in advance, the difference of less than a second was enough for him to use all his energy to deal with it, and he could only dodge.

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After all, Deng Yanfei didn't completely dodge once, and was slashed by a sword, and the cold sword wind passed close to him, making him goosebumps fall to the ground. Luckily, he was only able to pick up a rag in time for the dodge.

This rag is a few inches long, and its falling off makes Deng Yanfei even more ragged, seeing the black rag showing his soft body in the air, and then slowly and leisurely falling down.

At that moment, it seemed like an instant, and it seemed like a long, long time had passed in Deng Yanfei's eyes. His eyes slowly rose from calm to calm, like a huge splash on the surface of a quiet lake, and then a behemoth loomed about to soar into the sky.

Deng Yanfei stretched out his hand and grabbed it, grabbed the black cloth strip with two fingers, and threw it gently, the black cloth snake danced in the air, and then spun around and fell into Deng Yanfei's hand, as soon as he got the black cloth strip, Sun Jifei's sword had already stabbed him, and the silver-black sword body moved rapidly in the air, faintly carrying a stealth effect, which was difficult to detect. Deng Yanfei suspected that Sun Jifei's choice of this color sword also had this consideration.

This time, Deng Yanfei did not retreat in the face of this blow, he shook the black cloth strip in his hand, and there was a "snap"! The black cloth strip suddenly changed, and he faced the sharp sword with a hard face.

Seeing this, some people outside the venue showed regretful looks, not thinking that a rag could resist a sharp sword that was as sharp as clay. Some people looked puzzled, unable to figure out what Deng Yanfei was trying to do.

Some people watched it with relish, especially when they saw that the person with the sword was so powerful, with the sword in his hand, invincible. Some people showed thoughtful looks, such as Lu Guanting Tian Fang and them, while Xie Qinglan looked at them expressionlessly, and it was difficult to tell from her face what she was thinking at this time.

When it was too late, the black cloth and the sword finally met in mid-air, and as soon as the originally hard black cloth touched the sword, it instantly became feminine like a snake turning and spreading forward from the edge of the sword tip and winding up.

Deng Yanfei toes a little, his body shifts, and the other end of the black cloth strip in his hand is gently pulled, and the sword is suddenly skewed. Sun Jifei's face did not change, the bowl in his right hand turned down, the sword slashed a sword flower, and then sank violently, with a force of a thousand jun.

Deng Yanfei finally grasped the opportunity to let Sun Jifei retreat with his whole body, and he knew that Sun Jifei's kung fu was all on the sword, and if there was no sword, three strokes and two strokes could solve it.

Sun Jifei's biggest weakness is that he is afraid of others being bullied, and he is very strict in this regard, the tendency of the sword to sink suddenly decreases, and as soon as he turns his wrist dexterously, he sees the sword "whoosh" down to Deng Yanfei's abdomen.

The black strip of cloth was still entangled in the sword, and the force from above made Deng Yanfei dare not use force, otherwise the black strip of cloth would definitely not be able to bear it, and he was sticking to the sword with Tai Chi Soft at this time. Sun Jifei's change shattered his plan and forced him to dodge.

While Deng Yanfei tucked his abdomen, his right hand twisting the black cloth took advantage of the situation and closed the direction of the sword slightly. A soft energy was sent, and the sharp sword slashed against Deng Yanfei's abdomen, and then continued to move forward, which might have been to draw a circle around Sun Jifei's wrist, but halfway through the soft energy, the tip of the sword deviated from the direction and stabbed straight to Sun Jifei's chest.

If a blow fails, the sword will devour the lord. The crowd outside the arena who watched such a change held their breath, but secretly applauded loudly. Sun Jifei didn't pay attention to this little trick, his eyes swept on the black strip of cloth, he knew that if he wanted to defeat Deng Yanfei, he had to get rid of this strip of cloth first.

But the strip of cloth trapped the tip of the sword, feminine and difficult, it was not something that could be gotten rid of at once, and he couldn't make a move to tear the strip of cloth, which was really a bit troublesome. Sun Jifei is different from Deng Yanfei, he has extremely rich practical experience, and he thought of countermeasures in an instant.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword skillfully turned back, Deng Yanfei was restrained by a strip of cloth, and his steps approached him with two steps in a row, Sun Jifei didn't dare to let Deng Yanfei get too close, he drank coldly, the cold light flashed, and he attacked again.

At this moment, he changed his previous style, no longer performing basic sword moves, but truly revealing the power of the amateur sword. A scene of sword light rushed to his face, and the black cloth strip on Deng Yanfei's hand shattered instantly, leaving only a short inch long in his hand.

With a sword in hand, I have it in the world.

Deng Yanfei faced Sun Jifei at this moment, such a sentence came to his mind, and with a sigh of emotion, he moved around and avoided Sun Jifei's sword move. Xie Qinglan told him that he must not fight head-on in the face of the amateur sword, and the amateur sword that goes back and forth between the virtual and the real is hiding dark pits everywhere.

At the same time, he also knew that it was useless to dodge, but fortunately, Deng Yanfei already had a countermeasure in his heart, and he still held a black strip of cloth that was only one inch long in his right hand, and he dodged indifferently.

Deng Yanfei in the ring was ragged and embarrassed, but his demeanor was leisurely, and he did not look like a loser, while Sun Jifei had a cold face and a fierce momentum, wanting to take the lead in an all-round way.

The huge stadium, no other sound can be heard at this time, everyone's attention is focused on the ring, the sword light is cold, round after round, fast and rapid, continuous.

Deng Yanfei seemed to be careless, but in fact, his spirit was highly concentrated, and he dodged for about a quarter of an hour, his ears moved slightly, his right hand shook violently, and a black lightning swept towards Sun Jifei.