"Don't think it's a big deal to be able to defeat an ordinary Dan Yuan Realm, I'm not this group of waste. Ling Hu looked at Luo Feng with a calm gaze, and in the next moment, his toes tapped the ground, and his body burst out, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at Luo Feng.

He knew that Luo Feng had a dragon-patterned tortoise shell on his body, so he no longer dared to fight hand-to-hand, but directly sacrificed the Qingyu Sword.

"Today, let me teach you how to use a sword!" Luo Feng looked at Ling Hu indifferently, his palm was lightly grasped, and suddenly, the golden Tai'a sword slowly appeared.

"Clone Sword Shadow Technique!"

Ling Fox Injury shot extremely ruthlessly, shaking the sword body, and suddenly, under the gaze of many surprised eyes, the sword shadow in the sky roared and shrouded towards Luo Feng.

This swordsmanship is extremely tricky, with sword shadows all over the sky, and there are only ten real swords.

It is difficult for an ordinary source master to distinguish ten true swords from the shadow of the sword in the sky, and even if he can distinguish them, he is unable to deal with the attacks of ten true swords at the same time.

In the face of such a strong attack, Luo Feng's expression did not have the slightest wave, and under the gaze of many eyes, his eyes were slightly closed, and he did not move at all.

The divine soul power diffused out, enveloping all the sword shadows.

It was too late, it was fast, and after just a few breaths, the sword shadows in the sky were already overwhelming, but at this time, Luo Feng's right hand was raised slightly, and the three-ring moon set was unfolded.

Whoa!

The sword blade appeared three times, as if there were three arms dancing the sword at the same time, stabbing dozens of swords in a row.

Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the sword shadow in the sky turned into nothingness in an instant.

"How is it possible?" Seeing this scene, Ling Fox was also slightly stunned, a little unbelievable, no one had ever taken over his doppelganger sword shadow technique.

The speed of this sword is simply not too fast.

"With this hand speed, Luo Feng shouldn't have a girlfriend yet. Suddenly, someone on the side sighed.

The others also nodded when they heard this, and sighed one after another.

And just when everyone sighed, the two sharp blades were intertwined again.

Bang Bang Bang!

The sword light flickered, the sword roared, the source qi was diffuse, sparks flew everywhere, the air was sliced, and there were bursts of sonic booms.

With each collision, the space vibrates slightly, as if it was about to burst.

In just a few breaths, the two have been fighting for dozens of rounds, and the two of them have been ruthless and tricky, without the slightest mercy.

Seeing the surrounding source masters was jaw-dropping and thrilling.

However, anyone can see that Ling Hu, who was still full of offensive before, has gradually fallen into passivity.

Shout!

And at this time, Ling Hu Hurt deliberately sold a flaw, and with the help of this flaw, his figure regressed.

Ling Fox's face was gloomy, and the Green Feather Sword dragged a long scratch on the ground, sparks and lightning all the way.

On the other hand, Luo Feng is not as embarrassed as Ling Fox Injury, and his body is not moving, like an unshakable mountain.

In the previous dozens of rounds of ruthless fighting, although there was no winner or loser, anyone who recognized it could see that in the previous battle, Ling Fox Injury had fallen into a disadvantage.

On the stone platform, everyone gasped and looked at Luo Feng in surprise.

They thought that this was a duel without suspense, but no one expected that even in the face of a strong person like the eighth Linghu injury of the Heavenly List, Luo Feng was not afraid, and even had the upper hand.

"Who taught you swordsmanship?" Ling Fox felt a chill in his eyes, he believed that his swordsmanship was superior, and he had also competed with Yuehua, but even Yuehua, who was unique in swordsmanship, did not give him such a great sense of oppression.

It seems that the person who competes with him is not a teenager, but a kendo master.

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, looked at Ling Hu with a smile, and said, "Do you want to learn?" ”

After speaking, his right hand was raised suddenly, pointing to the heavenly list in the void, and said lightly: "I saw the second place on the heavenly list, that is my apprentice." ”

When everyone heard this, they were all slightly stunned, and following his gaze, the second on the heavenly list was the first person in the Qingyun Sect - Yuehua.

Seeing this, everyone's faces twitched slightly, and their eyes looked at Luo Feng with disdain, Yuehua is the second top powerhouse on the heavenly list, and Luo Feng, who is nameless on this list, actually said that he is Master Yuehua, isn't this nonsense?

"Master Yuehua, I'm afraid you've lost your mind..."

"Don't talk about Yuehua, even if you are my master, you don't have this qualification. ”

"Who do you think you are, Pure Yang Sword Immortal?"

Ling Hu smiled angrily, and his eyes showed deep disdain.

"Not qualified, right......"

Looking at the disdainful Linghu wound on his face, Luo Feng's face was calm and slowly closed his eyes.

The Xuan Qi in the body, but at this moment, it is like water that has opened the floodgates, gushing out.

Under the cover of this almost crazy source qi, the Tai'a sword shook violently, as if it could not carry so much Xuan Qi.

However, compared to the Tai'a Sword, which was suddenly rioting and trembling, Luo Feng was indifferent and unusually calm.

There was a sudden silence around.

There is silence, as if there is nothing.

At this moment, Luo Feng entered an extremely wonderful state.

He was standing there clearly, but he felt fluttering, and he felt empty when there were so many people around him.

In a trance, life is just a mass of conscious living beings, floating like a ghost in this endless space.

Forget the surroundings, forget the fox hurt, forget yourself.

"There is no self to turn into a life, and there is no sword to clear the heart. ”

When his voice fell, he slowly raised the Tai'a sword in his right hand, and then everyone saw it, and on the blade of the sword, a faint cyan light emerged, and the light was unstable, faintly, with a distorted edge.

The air was torn apart by the green light.

Looking at the cyan sword ray, the fox wounded pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis from above the green mang!

"Eight Desolations Rashomon!"

Ling Hu's sad heart sank slightly, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly urged the source qi to the extreme, using his strongest defense source technique.

Boom! Boom!

As his shouts fell, eight huge doors suddenly appeared in front of him!

Above the giant gate, there are gluttonous beasts, filled with the atmosphere of ancient times, as if they are indestructible.

Seeing this scene, everyone was slightly stunned, and their eyes looked at Ling Hu in disbelief, and then many whispers sounded one after another.

"Eight Desolation Rashomon, isn't this the top defensive Xuanyuan technique of Tianyuan City?"

"That kid is not ordinary, the trick he used is extremely powerful, I'm afraid it is also a set of Xuanyuan techniques. ”

"Hmph, what if it's the Xuanyuan Technique? As soon as the Eight Desolations Rashomon came out, except for the top five powerhouses on the Heavenly List, I am afraid that no one would be able to break his defenses. ”

......

Ignoring the many arrogant people around him, Luo Feng was still in the silence that was empty everywhere, and after a while, his dark eyes opened suddenly, and he had more understanding than before.

Looking at Ling Fox, whose face was slightly condensed in front of him, his dark eyes showed a touch of indifference, his lips opened slightly, and he said indifferently: "The third form of Taixu Sword Intent, no-me-no-sword, slash!"