"Jianhao? Not everyone can do it. Feiliu glanced at Hurricane and said solemnly: "Jian Hao is not only a title, but also a spirit. ”

"You have the strength of a sword hero, but you don't have the spirit, you're just a puppet."

Puppet, this is an insult to a swordsman, how can a hurricane not be angry, the sword fingers are flying, and the chest is rolling.

"You...... How dare you say that I am a hurricane, a hurricane. ”

After today, I will defeat you and deprive you of your title, and the Sword Hero Flying Stream will become history, and a new era will begin from me.

"Hurricane Jianhao? Hurricane, you don't deserve this title. Feiliu shook his head and mocked.

The sword was drawn, and the two swords were held in the palm of the hand.

The body squatted down and made a tiger descending posture, and in an instant, the momentum on his body changed, like a fierce beast, staring at its prey.

"Who's afraid of whom." The hurricane was furious.

Swinging his sword, he came straight to the attack, a sword, creating countless illusions.

"Phantom kill."

The body became a dozen, and the masses surrounded Feiliu, each of which was real.

Hurricane taunted, "It's your honor to be able to die under my trick, suffer death, Feiliu." ”

The sword hero Feiliu stood still and did not move, and the two swords began to lift up at a strange angle, crossed together, formed a cross, and attacked forward.

"Crucifixion."

The sword qi glowed red, passing through the phantom and hitting the hurricane in the phantom.

"Bang."

A deep mark was drawn on the ground, the hurricane brushed aside the sword, the red sword qi collapsed, and he exhaled, staring at the flying stream in front of him with cautious eyes.

"Fame stunt, cross kill, flying stream, can't you help but kill me? Back then, you used this trick to defeat me, and today you won't, in order to deal with you, over the years, I have studied this trick. ”

Hold the sword in one hand and swipe upwards, from top to bottom, with a slow movement.

In the darkness, a stream of energy began to spread from the sword's body, and the aura permeated the surroundings, forming a vortex.

The sword qi was turbulent, like a raging storm.

"Sword, tornado."

A sword was swung out, and a fierce wind descended.

Feiliu's face moved, the tornado, a blow formed by the condensation of all sword qi, the flesh will be injured if he resists the next move.

He took a step back, his sword in both hands, and his momentum changed dramatically.

The sword qi condensed the sword body and swung it.

"Open."

The wind greeted two sword qis, and the red sword qi touched the tornado, held on for a while, and was worn out.

The flying stream retreated, and the tornado quickly enveloped him, and in an instant, he was enveloped.

"Woohoo."

The sound of tears kept coming, and the hurricane squinted and stared at the tornado ahead.

The furious sword qi was enough to tear Feiliu's body apart, and in this battle, he won.

Putting down the sword, just reaching his chest, stopping his movements, his face changed drastically, staring at the tornado that was crashing in front of him, standing alone in the void, and then landing.

His body was in a mess, his clothes were in tatters, blood was stained all over his body, and a tornado made him injured.

"Ahem."

Feiliu's hand holding the sword was full of blood, and the tornado's move made him very miserable.

It hurts, it hurts all over its body, and Feiliu doesn't fall.

Gritted his teeth and looked up at the hurricane, his strength has become so strong, give him another year or two, maybe he can surpass himself, but today.

He can't do it, he's a sword hero, how can he fail.

"If you want to defeat me, this trick won't work."

Hurricane's squinting eyes suddenly opened, and he laughed: "Haha, haha, Feiliu, you are still so proud, you never looked at me back then, and called me garbage." ”

"You can't imagine that I was beaten so miserably today, right? Haha, Feiliu, Feng Shui takes turns, today, I will not only deprive you of your title, but also kill you. ”

The killing intent was condensed, not hidden, and directly released.

Feiliu bowed his head bitterly, he wanted to kill himself, Feiliu knew it himself.

Back then, no one could say that he was not wrong, he was wrong, and the hurricane was wrong.

Now, it's time to end the hatred of the year.

"I didn't want to use it before, since you forced me, then, today, don't blame me for being unkind."

Holding the sword in both hands, his posture changed, his face was serious, and his momentum changed.

Fierce, fierce, riotous.

His people changed with the sword, he was originally a quiet scholar, but at this moment, he was a rioting swordsman.

"Two knife streams, flying streams."

The voice fell, he moved, and came to the hurricane, and the two swords attacked fiercely, one sword after another, without stopping in between.

Coherent movements, the oppressive hurricane could not attack, but could only not retreat.

The aggrieved hurricane wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't, and when he wanted to attack, Feiliu's sword was already in front of him and had to resist.

The twin swords attack at the weak point, either the neck or the heart, as long as they penetrate the past, the life of the hurricane will be explained here.

The bear sat on it and watched, and the more he watched, the more he tasted, the battle of Jian Hao was rare.

The strength of the two is not much different, they are evenly matched, but Xiong is more optimistic about Feiliu.

As he said, Jianhao is not just a title, but also a spirit.

Defeating the opponent mentally is more violent than defeating the opponent in strength.

A swordsman with a spirit can't be defeated casually, a hurricane, and he has strength, but he is a swordsman without a soul.

"Sword Hao Feiliu, I really want to have a discussion."

The swordsman, the sword hero, is the person he is least afraid to face, with the meat ball fruit in hand, who can break through my defenses.

While watching with relish, the battle below was about to be decided.

Feiliu's second knife flow, completely did not give the hurricane a chance, attacked, continued to attack, step by step, there was no way to retreat, he could only resist hard.

There were gradually more wounds on the body, fresh wounds, and blood flowed out.

A sword, unable to defend itself, Feiliu's attacks are getting faster and faster, more and more tricky, and Hurricane is extremely anxious in his heart, he can't go on like this, otherwise he will fail again.

"Get out of here."

Fiercely push away the flying stream of attack.

The attack ended here, and Feiliu glanced at the hurricane in surprise, did the power become so strong.

"Feiliu, I won't fail."

"I'm going to be a man of swordsmen."

"I'm a hurricane, I'm going to kill you today."

The sword finger is flying, the eyes are flowing, and the scarlet is overflowing.

The sword qi was swirling, one sword, two swords, and countless sword qi rushed in, filling the sky.

"Random assassination."

Gritting his teeth and making a final move, the hurricane's body followed forward, just in case.

The sword qi that filled the sky covered the sky and fell like rain.

Feiliu raised his head and calmly watched the sword qi falling from the sky, and the double swords were raised to resist the top of his head.

"Boom."

"Pilala."

Blood continued to flow from his body, splashing into the air.