The sword shaped like a stamen came out of ten zhang and was tenacious and sharp, and when it stabbed at Feng Ling, the sharp sword qi on the sword was so sharp that Feng Ling's hair flew wildly, and he hurriedly turned the sword wings behind him and landed abruptly to avoid this sword, and at the same time, all the sword qi and sword rays were all converged, and they were collected and released behind him, and a sword was picked out.

The next moment, I saw hundreds of fiery red sword rays along the ground like a storm, avoiding the lotus flowers blocking Yan Hongchen's nine directions, and shooting Yan Hongchen from various gaps.

Seeing the change in this move, Yan Hongchen Nine Lotus merged and turned into two, one was blocked in front of him, and the previous one was slashed towards Feng Ling with a huge sword light like a pillar of sword qi in the center, Feng Ling's eyes were cold and his body moved again, and it was instantly divided into nine.

Heavenly Phoenix Sword Technique: Phoenix Dance for Nine Days!

In an instant, the bright red figure of the nine paths that was as fast as light and shadow was like the nine streamers flowing in the world, not only instantly avoiding the sharp stamen sword, but also turning into eight directions with the ultimate speed visible to the naked eye to pounce on Yan Hongchen with a sword, moving the same shape, the same qi and the same strength, just like eight phoenix feathers attacking together.

Yan Hongchen's complexion changed slightly, his body moved rapidly, and the long sword danced rapidly, Huo Huo's sword light quickly turned into a crimson lotus around him, and the petals turned into a flower-like form to protect himself.

Money! Money! Money! Money! Money......

Eight figures slammed into the huge crimson flower bones one after another, and the cracking sound was like an infinitely powerful wrestler smashing the steel plate with a hammer, which shook the heavens and the earth and was deafening, and the ground around them was affected by the residual force, and the originally condensed clods of soil were scattered.

Although Feng Ling's eight figures were fast, the gap in skill was always helpless, and Yan Hongchen was helpless, and after eight consecutive heavy blows that were almost up and down, his aura began to languish and dissipate powerlessly.

Yan Hongchen seized the opportunity of this point, and suddenly the lotus flower bloomed and appeared, and he wanted to chase after him with his sword luck!

At this time, he suddenly heard a 'bang', the loess on the ground exploded, and a red figure burst out from the exploded loess in front of him, breaking through his lotus sword momentum, stabbing straight in front of him.

"Good time"

Yan Hongchen didn't seem to be surprised or rejoiced, his body shifted two feet to avoid the blade of the sword, and the lotus flower outside his body instantly converged, raised his hand, and a sword was thrown out as fast as lightning.

In the momentary confrontation, he heard Feng Ling snort, and then did not retreat but advanced, and the blood-stained sword in his hand turned into nine sword shadows to attack, rolling, picking, pointing, stabbing, cutting, teasing, and after a sword, there were sharp and strong moves that seemed to be endless, and the moves were endless, only attacking and not defending.

Yan Hongchen was surprised by her bravery, and also surprised by her experience, which seemed to have experienced after death, and did not dare to slack off in the face of such a rapid combo and fast attack.

However, when the two long swords struck together, the nine-fold strength from Feng Ling's sword instantly changed his complexion, although Feng Ling's sword was slightly inferior to him in terms of strength and ingenuity, but the superposition of these nine times the strength instantly made up for this gap, Feng Ling only made one move, and he had to make five or six moves in a row to completely eliminate the sword momentum.

But where is the end of this? No matter how fast he was, how could he be faster than the serial sword strikes of one sword and nine shadows, equivalent to the combined force of nine phoenix feathers?

You must know that this move, even if it is the peak of the rookie list of five hundred and seven, he can only fight a draw with his armor and martial arts, and he can't take it at all.

With the afterimage of Feng Ling attacking all the way, Yan Hongchen pushed back again and again under the pressure of heavy sword strength, and Feng Ling's sword move attacked his vital point so that he had to block. After a few consecutive swords, even though the Rose Sword was still as tough as new, the right hand he held the sword had already exploded, the sleeve of his hand was shattered, his shoulders and forearms were cracked to blood, and most of his meridians were broken.

At this time, he was both shocked and angry, but under Feng Ling's continuous fast attack, he couldn't even squeeze out the time to change hands or escape and delay, and the master only needed one turn to kill dozens of times, at this time he couldn't retreat, and he couldn't retreat, and there was no other way than to forcibly block it.

However, Feng Ling's nine-fold sword strength is really terrifying, obviously the internal strength cultivation is not less than three or four percent worse than him, but the strength of the nine swords is more than three or four times stronger, and every time he fights, he seems to be facing a little-known woman at all, but a master with stronger internal strength than him.

The lotus sword momentum shattered violently under the blood of the superimposed nine shadows!

The surging internal force that forcibly plucked up and infused the sword body was forcibly defeated by the overlapping third, fourth, fifth, and sixth sword forces after gaining an advantage at the beginning!

The more Yan Hongchen fought, the more frightened he became, the more he retreated, the more he had no way out, and under the constant stubborn resistance, there was finally a time when the Rose Sword was knocked out of his hand because his right arm was too badly injured.

"You're Dead"

In an instant, Feng Ling's cold voice was like a trill from hell, and the sound had already made several moves from the sound to the end!

The next moment, her figure appeared two feet away, and the blood-stained sword blade like a crimson crystal still looked like it was still dripping with blood, but Yan Hongchen had already stood still.

Immediately, with the sound of two or three things falling to the ground, a cloud of dust rose almost simultaneously in three places not far away, and two vivid arms fell to the ground one left and one right, and their fingers were still moving slightly when they were too fast to react.

Hearing a soft sound of 'smack' again, the crimson rose fell from mid-air and fell into the ground, the blade of the sword buzzed softly, and the hilt trembled slightly!

Yan Hongchen just stood in place and looked down at the several sword wounds in front of him with a look of disbelief, especially the gap in the sword that pierced his heart, which was beginning to bleed outward.

That's it...... Defeated?

Until the last moment of his life, he still couldn't believe that the girl who was pressed and beaten under his sword at the beginning could have such strength. He is not reconciled, nor willing to be defeated like this, and he is also rich in experience, he believes that this kind of secret method of forcibly improving his ability will not last, as long as he persists for a certain period of time, it will still be him.

But he couldn't persist after all, Feng Ling's internal strength cultivation at this time was much stronger than in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, even if he was resurrected, it would probably be impossible to deal with it like he did at the beginning, let alone him?

Boom......

In the end, he fell into the dust with this regret and unwillingness!

At this moment, it was he Yan Hongchen who fell, who was also a rose sword, but not five hundred and fifty-one on the rookie list!

The rivers and lakes are bloody and cruel!

At this time, defeat is death, and his 551 rookie list ranking has become the first stepping stone for Feng Ling to enter the rookie list.

"Good"

A loud shout came from the woods, and then the figures were scattered!

Xiao Sha, Dong Tianle, and Chu Wenxin strode out of the woods, all of them were overjoyed, and Xiao Sha, who rushed to Feng Ling's side with joy, stretched out a thumbs up to her as soon as she arrived: "Feng Ling, you can do it, I'm only nine hundred and forty-two on the list, you're good...... I went straight to the middle. ”

"Sister Ling is amazing," Chu Wenxin also gave her a thumbs up.

Dong Tianle rubbed his hands and grinned, not knowing what to say, a pair of eyes that were not big could only see a slit when he smiled.

Feng Ling, who was sweating on her forehead, smiled at the three of them, and her right arm holding the sword turned slightly to the three of them, but the joy of the three immediately froze.

But it turned out that at some point, there was a one-foot-long wound on her sword-holding right arm from the shoulder to the elbow, and the white and bloody skin exposed under the blood-drenched clothes was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye in the true qi of the Fire Divine Skill!

(End of chapter)