The extreme knife is like the wind, and the cold blade is like snow

Once the two touched, the wind and snow were fierce, and the blue light and blue light repelled each other, and immediately burst into dazzling brilliance.

Zang Feng's extreme knife went sideways, and every move and style fused with the speed of the wind, and with a slash, the knife momentum immediately melted into the wind and came with the wind. In this way, his speed immediately reached a terrifying situation.

What's even more difficult is that his knife path is completely different from his rather honest appearance, it is a strange knife path that is unpredictable and unpredictable.

Often with a single slash, several cold winds will envelop this deadly knife in an instant.

There is only one sword, but there are several cold winds.

If you want to identify the sword hidden in the cold wind in an instant, and the slightest breath is not visible, it is undoubtedly more difficult to reach the sky empty-handed.

I saw Zang Feng's Xueliang scimitar slashed three times in a row, and more than a dozen cold winds in front of Di Lingyue immediately rushed to his face.

The wind is invisible, and the sword is hidden, as if hidden between heaven and earth. When the cold wind was howling, more than a dozen invisible winds came in an instant.

In the face of these fatal winds, Di Lingyue's face did not show any panic.

The corners of her mouth were smiling, and there was a glint of insight in her bright eyes.

"Frost Dance"

Holding the cold jade knife tightly in her slender hand, Di Lingyue danced with the wind.

The slender jade legs lightly touched the sword platform, and her body immediately moved into the air, and the cold jade knife was lightly raised, and a cyan sword was pointed out by it from a cold wind.

didn't stop, she immediately stepped into the air again, and her whole body immediately leaned back, and the cold jade knife came out in succession, but it was a few pale cyan knife rays in a row.

Then, Di Lingyue's whole person was like a slowly blooming lotus flower in the snow, tossing and turning, showing a beautiful dance posture while counting out all the swords hidden in the cold wind.

This process only took a few breaths.

Seeing this beautiful scene, Zang Feng was silent, Sanxiu was silent, and everyone present was silent.

Zang Feng looked at the smiling and beautiful girl in front of him, and felt that the thoughts he had in his heart were simply a little ridiculous.

I still want to let the other party some,

The time to count breaths is very short for others, but for him with an extreme knife, it is enough for him to slash dozens of blades.

But even so, he still didn't get a knife.

It's not because he pities the jade, but he knows that his sword doesn't work. If the knife is forcibly released, it will just be a waste of the true qi in the dantian.

"You froze my sword?"

Glancing at his sword, Zang Feng saw a layer of almost invisible hoarfrost on it.

Shaking her head and chuckling, Di Lingyue said with a smile

"Your sword is so fast, I can't freeze"

"I see, is it sluggish?"

Hearing this, Zang Feng's eyes stayed for a moment on the cold blue light around Di Lingyue's body, and his face showed a look of understanding.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he looked a little agitated.

The extreme knife relies on speed, and now the sword has not yet arrived, but it has been blocked by its cold air, losing the lightness of the wind. This kind of knife, where is it still a pole knife.

What made him even more puzzled was that even if the other party's attribute was ice, the Extreme Knife had been in the starry sky for many years, and he had encountered an ice attribute monk. However, there has never been a phenomenon of the knife being frozen.

Could it be that Di Lingyue still has any secrets?

Thinking of this, his gaze couldn't stop sweeping back and forth on the other party's body several times.

Sharp eyes scanned Di Lingyue's body back and forth, and Zang Feng's little black face was full of solemnity. Although he didn't know what was going on, at present, his extreme knife was half useless in front of him.

In this case, the situation is a little bad for him.

Also looking at Di Lingyue was Zang Tian, who was also full of curiosity about this kind of cold air that could freeze the extreme sword.

"Suffer a sin, meet a nemesis"

After looking at it for a while, Zang Tian, who had returned in vain, looked at Zang Feng with a little frustration. He felt that this kid was really a little unlucky, and he actually ran into an opponent who happened to restrain him.

"This girl is the descendant of the Dragon Three Ancestors, who are known as the Emperor of Hanyu?"

Beside Di Jing, the silver rune in his eyes flashed and King Fu looked at him with a surprised face.

Nodding with a smile, Di Jing spoke

"It is the bloodline of the three ancestors"

"I see"

Hearing this, Fu Wang Dengshi's expression was suddenly realized, and his gaze at Di Lingyue was a little more surprised.

"Big brother, who is the third ancestor of the dragon?"

Bai Liuli heard the conversation between Di Jing and the two, but he had never heard of the three ancestors of the dragon mentioned by the two.

Curious, she looked at the Sword King.

"The third of the first generation of ancestors of the Di family, it is rumored that he has reached the half-step saint realm, and his attributes are the same as this little girl on the stage, they are all ice"

The Sword King scratched his chin with his big hand, and said slowly with a hint of thought on his face.

After hearing his explanation, the eyes of several people around looking at Di Lingyue immediately changed.

The descendants of the half-step saint, no wonder, this is the existence of the holy blood.

Looking at Di Lingyue, who not only had a peerless appearance on the stage, but also had such a bewitching talent, for some reason, Bai Liuli was a little depressed.

Her beautiful eyes turned again, and her eyes fell on Di Xue, who had delicate facial features like elves in the stands, and Wu Xue, who was fresh and pure, with a bright smile, and she felt that she had an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

The people around this guy are all demons.

Muttered imperceptibly, and a moment later, her pretty face instantly turned as red as a boiled crab.

On the other side, Liu Rou and Grandma Liu, who had a full view of this scene, showed an old aunt smile who had insight into everything.

At this time, on the sword platform

Zang Feng had already given up probing the secrets of Di Lingyue's body, not to mention that he couldn't get close to the other party, even his spiritual sense would be affected by the cold aura once he was three feet close to the other party's side.

Cold knife, her cold qi is really nothing that cannot be frozen, even if it is an ethereal and intangible thing like spiritual consciousness, it will be affected by it.

Recalling the kind of cold and piercing bones that came from the depths of his soul, as if he was about to freeze his whole person, he felt that the hairs around his body stood on end, and there was a trace of retreat in his heart unconsciously.

Thousands of miles of embankment, collapsed in the anthill.

Although the slightest retreat is almost negligible, for the monk, this is the anthill that collapsed the Dao heart.

And after perceiving the retreat in his heart, like a precipice, Zang Feng's black face suffocated, and then shook his head vigorously.

"Grandpa said that swordsmen can't back down"

Clenching the scimitar in his hand, he looked firm and whispered word by word.

People have a spirit in their words and can confuse their hearts. After he finished speaking, the whole person's state of mind seemed to have been repaired, and it was once again restored to the state of harmony and castlessness just now.

Seeing this scene, Di Lingyue's eyes flashed, and the cold air around her body immediately became stronger.

"I'm going to go under the knife"

At this moment, in the face of Di Lingyue's cold air, Zang Feng had no worries, and pulled out his knife.

The scimitar is like the wind, and the slash is like flying

Zang Feng no longer slashed out the sword, but rubbed his whole body and used the knife in his hand to fight Di Lingyue.

A knife was slashed out, and the pale cyan knife was still in the air, but the scimitar had already arrived in front of the other party. Compared to the sword, Zang Feng's scimitar seemed to be faster.

In the face of such a fast knife, Di Lingyue didn't dare to be careless, and the cold air around her body was dense, and the willow leaf long knife in her hand also bloomed with its own brilliance.

The blue light flashed, wrapped in a chilling chill, and she fought with Zang Feng with a willow leaf long knife.

"Ding Ding Ding" "Bang Bang"

Several swords collided and the sound of feet on the ground in a row, and the two of them showed their mastery on the sword platform.

Zang Feng's sword technique is a typical example of fast fighting, as long as he has a little upper hand, he will expand the results infinitely. In the past, against the enemy, his sword technique was really invincible.

No matter what kind of enemy they are, they are quickly defeated after they have used all their quick blades.

However, now facing Di Lingyue, he has a feeling of being quite aggrieved.

No matter how fast his knife was or how fierce his attack was, as long as he got close to Di Lingyue, the light blue cold qi around the opponent's body would wrap around him like maggots on tarsal bones.

As long as he was surrounded by that cold air, his speed was immediately greatly reduced, and he couldn't exert three points in his cultivation for ten points.

In this way, the extreme knife that used to come and go like the wind has simply become a slow knife, not to mention Di Lingyue, who is also a swordsman master, even an ordinary swordsman can easily crack his sword technique.

"Damn, you're a swordsman, why don't you win with a knife"

Zang Feng, who was stumbled by Di Lingyue's cold air, was full of anger, and only felt that he had never been so aggrieved.

Hearing Zang Feng's angry voice, a smile appeared on Di Lingyue's delicate face, and she said with a smile

"You don't need a knife to win, so why don't you save some effort?"

Hearing this, Zang Feng almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Why didn't you use this trick just now?"

At this time, he remembered that he had made three consecutive swords just now, but Di Lingyue had chosen to make a hard connection instead of using the same move. Puzzled in his heart, he asked loudly because he was relatively straight.

"I'd like to see what the rumored Extreme Knife is capable of, but"

Halfway through the words, Di Lingyue gave Zang Feng a look you know.

It's infuriating, it's infuriating!

Zang Feng, who felt despised by the other party, only felt that the whole person was about to explode!

With anger in his heart, the speed in his hand was naturally faster, and he saw that his scimitar was swinging, and the attack was much more dense again.

"Ding Ding Ding"

But even so, Di Lingyue, who was even more cold, was still strolling around.

With the swing of the cold jade knife in his hand, he blocked all of Zang Feng's extreme knives.

For a while, the sound of weapons colliding on the sword platform was endless.

Raising his hand and slashing out, he felt the cold air like maggots entangled around him, and Zang Feng's black face was red from boredom.

"Wind Pole"

With a low shout, I saw that the pale cyan true qi circulating around him suffocated suddenly, and then it exploded several times faster in an instant.

True Qi exploded, and the speed of the scimitar in his hand immediately reached a terrifying situation.

Without a sound, as if the air had been sliced open, his scimitar directly broke through Di Lingyue's cold air and slashed at her delicate face.

Dangerous, extremely dangerous!

Looking at the cold blade that had already touched his eyelashes, the cold qi around Di Lingyue's body soared into the sky at the last moment, and at the same time, a dragon groan resounded through the sky.