Chapter Eighty-Three: The Flowing Wind Sword. White tiger
The Luo family in Donghua City is famous for casting spiritual weapons in the Eastern Regions, especially the casting of spiritual swords, and naturally, almost all the psychic masters in the family will carry a long sword on their waists and play a sword or two.
Luo Feng is a leading figure in the younger generation of the Luo family, and it is needless to say that his spiritual cultivation is self-explanatory, at the age of twenty-eight this year, he is already a channeling master of the Nine Rank Transformation Mortal level, and Fang Xin and Zhou Teng are known as the three heroes of the younger generation of Donghua City.
He is eight feet long, his face is like a crown of jade, he likes to wear white clothes and hold a spirit sword, he is often followed by a fiery red fur, and six long and elegant fox tails are swaying behind him.
But now the fire fox boy looked impatiently at the man who was trotting all the way not far in front of him, holding a cyan long sword, and his eyes were shining.
"Lu Jianying! This time it's a winter hunt, I don't want to accompany you to compete with the sword, with this kung fu, it's better to save some effort to prepare for the next wave of spirit beasts, this is the topic! Looking at the handsome but unkempt sword maniac opposite, eager to take out the sword and compare, Luo Feng suddenly felt a headache.
He doesn't pay attention to the occasion, does he? This is such an important winter hunt, but there is a princely level behind it, and now it is the test of winter hunting that is the most important!
Where did they think, a voice in the sky of the beast spirit world like a cloud clearly came into their ears: "The brave one who meets on the narrow road wins, defeats the opponent you meet, and finally stays in the beast spirit world, that is, the final winner, will naturally get the reward we give, and the final round of tests of this winter hunt will start now." ”
To be bad! Before he could think of the identity of the owner of this voice, he looked down and saw Lu Jianying on the opposite side pull out his eight-rank Wind Slashing Spirit Sword and rush towards him.
"Unlucky, how did you meet such a sword maniac as you! I told you before, I just know some swordsmanship, don't always think about looking for me to compete with swords! I'm not a traditional melee psychic! Luo Feng pulled out his spirit weapon long sword and blocked the slash from Lu Jianying.
"Hey, aren't you a melee psychic? You can block my slash so easily, you're a liar! ”
Too lazy to take care of it and cut into a messy short hair, wearing a blue and cyan short swordsman uniform, Lu Jianying's eyes were like electricity, and his original lazy temperament was completely like a sharp sword out of its sheath, revealing its edge.
"I've wanted to fight with you, the Fire Fox Boy, for a long time, but it's a pity that you guys are too unruly, always looking ahead and backward, so afraid of losing to me?"
"Lost to you?" Luo Feng laughed: "Lu Jianying, you overestimate yourself too much!" Don't think that if others call you a sword maniac in the past few years, no one will really cure you! ”
After that, the spirit sword in his hand was vigorous, and after opening a short distance from Lu Jianying, he drove the six-tailed fire fox behind him who had reached the nine-rank mortal level cultivation to attack Lu Jianying, who was unrelenting.
The six fiery red fox tails of the six-tailed fire fox were like iron whips under the infusion of spiritual energy, and they were pulled out with their heads covered by their faces, and then they inhaled a little in their mouths, and a basketball-sized spiritual fire shot forward.
In Lu Jianying's hand, the eight-grade Mortal-level Wind Slashing Spirit Sword was a masterpiece of blue light, and the seven-foot sword qi slashed out, breaking the incoming spiritual fire, and slashing on the six fiery red tails by the way. Rao is six-tailed fire fox's fox tail was infused with spiritual energy, like steel, but under Lu Jianying's initial psychic eight-rank Mortal Wind Slashing Spirit Sword, a small section of the fox's tail tip was still cut off.
"Luo Feng, who fought a battle in a dignified manner, hiding behind your little fox, what kind of man is he?" Lu Jianying struck a successful blow, pointed the Wind Slashing Spirit Sword at Luo Feng, and said loudly.
"Huh...... Sword maniac, are you stupid in sword practice? We are psychics, not mortal warriors who only know how to use swords, so you should think about how to face the wrath of my six-tailed fire fox! It can be rare to ...... its own hair," Luo Feng jumped onto the tree behind him with his sword, and smiled contemptuously while quickly casting the spirit trick in his hand.
"What?" Lu Jianying tilted his head in confusion, and saw that in the smoke and dust of the slash in front of him and the explosion of the six-tailed fire fox spirit fire attack, a violent flame ignited, and the six-tailed fire fox, which was originally just more than two meters long, directly expanded to a huge fox that was five meters high and about ten meters long, and his long and narrow eyes were full of anger, staring at him deadly.
"Oh, I'm sorry to say it wrong, it's a big fox, no wonder I can protect you weak beauty." Seeing the soaring body of the six-tailed fire fox of the Nine Rank Transformation Mortal level, Lu Jianying unhurriedly continued to provoke Luo Feng, who was about to release the spirit trick in the rear.
"Hmph, Lu Jianying! I hope you'll be so hard-mouthed in the future! Luo Feng was almost so angry that the spirit trick in his hand was released wrongly, and he couldn't wait to go down immediately and poke a few swords at him with the long sword in his hand.
"Cut, isn't it just a fox! Jinyan Biao, come out to work! ”
As soon as the words fell, a giant golden tiger with wings on its back roared out from the jade pendant hanging from Lu Jianying's waist and pounced on the angry six-tailed fire fox. The golden-eyed biao is more than eight meters long, but the size and strength of the tiger spirit beast are not lost to the six-tailed fire fox whose spiritual power cultivation is higher than it.
"Eight-grade mortal-level golden-eyed biao?" Luo Feng looked at Lu Jianying, who walked slowly through the battlefield of the two giant beasts with a sword.
"It's me who underestimated you, the world only knows your name as a sword maniac, but I didn't expect you to have such a powerful psychic beast in private. However, the Eight Rank Immortal Golden Eye Biao is not my opponent of the six-tailed fire fox! ”
"Hehe, just hold it off, let me understand the power of you, the first person in the younger generation of the Luo family." Lu Jianying said unhurriedly: "The spiritual trick you blessed yourself is almost done, right?" Then you're welcome! ”
After speaking, he suddenly accelerated and disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, Lu Jianying and Luo Feng fought with their swords in both hands.
"Arrogance! Lu Jianying, don't think that you can defeat me by dragging my six-tailed fire fox, your initial psychic is the eight-rank Transformative Wind Slashing Spirit Sword, and this long sword in my hand is also the eight-rank Transformative Spirit Sword carefully cast by our Luo family! ”
"Before March, you still had a chance to defeat me, and now I and the six-tailed fire fox have been promoted to the nine-rank metamorphosis level, you are still only an eight-rank metamorphosis fan, even if you are a genius, I am not inferior to you, what do you use to defeat me!"
"Give up, Lu Jianying, you can't win me!"
Between the sword qi, the figures of the two flickered and moved, Luo Feng waved the long sword in his hand, and from time to time he said words that hit Lu Jianying.
"Your heart is empty! Luo Feng! ”
"You're afraid of losing, you're afraid of losing to someone whose cultivation is not as good as you, and you're afraid of losing your name as the Three Heroes of Donghua City!"
"You don't have the faith to win me, you are doomed to lose at my hands today!"
Lu Jianying also came as soon as he opened his mouth, and the tongue and sword skills of the two of them were worthy of the outstanding juniors of the five major families in Donghua City, which was really evenly matched and wonderful.
After a confrontation, both of them knew that the other party's psychological quality was extremely strong, and it could not be easily shaken by words alone, so they gradually kept silent and completely focused their attention on the spirit sword in their hands.
Lu Jianying was worried that his eighth-rank Mortal Golden Eye Biao was not the opponent of the opponent's Nine-Rank Mortal-level six-tailed fire fox, and Luo Feng was not sure if his six-tailed fire fox could really suppress the fierce Golden Eye Biao.
Coincidentally, the two spirit swords clashed and retreated, standing opposite each other, both ready to release their supernatural moves to break through the upper level of mortal transformation, wanting to lay the victory in one fell swoop.
"Lu Jianying, you are indeed a genius, and you can fight me to this point with your eight-rank cultivation. However, that's the end of it, pick me up with a fire moon slash! ”
"Flowing Wind Sword. White tiger! ”