Looking at the east wind in front of him, he said that there was no longer the simplicity of the past. The long hair fluttering in the wind, the white robe, the leather armor engraved with the soaring eagle, the three golden rings on the hand, each with its own characteristics, and the other equipment are not ordinary, on his body, Chu Feng saw at least three pieces of dark gold equipment, and a long sword behind him, Chu Feng could see at a glance that it was a level of his broken divine sword, a spiritual level, and there was a master, which was really stronger than no master.

"Hehehe, it seems that you have really reached the master level, very good, very good, faster than I thought, I thought it would take at least a year, but you think that these want to defeat me, it's too naïve." After Chu Feng finished speaking, he ignored Dongfeng Po's anger, and instead took out his wooden sword, which had changed greatly, the blood-drinking sword.

At this time, the blood-drinking sword, the sword body is red all over, and there is also a golden dragon with teeth and claws wrapped outside, which exudes a powerful coercion, which is the power of the dragon. Seeing Chu Feng pull out the wooden sword behind his back, Dongfeng couldn't help but change his face, originally he didn't think much of Chu Feng's strength, even if Chu Feng could slaughter the wind wolves three months ago, but now he can do it easily, and do it better.

After all, Chu Feng has been doing trial tasks for three months, he knows that he can't be upgraded in the trial tasks, it is impossible to improve his strength, as for swordsmanship, Chu Feng has now reached the realm of grandmasters, and it is difficult to improve at all, not to mention how much he can improve in such a short time.

But now he gave up his thoughts, Chu Feng's strength is not below him, or even stronger than him, he just doesn't know what level Chu Feng's fighting spirit technique is, if it is the holy level, he will definitely lose, if it is the heaven level, he still has a glimmer of hope, as for the ground level, the victory or defeat is five or five, but he knows that Chu Feng's fighting spirit must be above the heavenly level.

Holding his Tianfeng Sword, his sword momentum began to condense, and at the same time, the equipment on his body also unlocked the hidden light, gold and dark gold intersected, his leather boots were the same as his long sword, and they exuded three colors of light, he didn't say anything fair to Chu Feng, if he was fair, he would lose faster.

"Chasing the wind." Chasing the wind is the first style of chasing the wind sword, not a powerful sword technique, but just an incomparably fast sword technique, only fast, in order to exert the power of the sword, in order to put the enemy to death first. Chasing the wind is fast, even Chu Feng has to face it cautiously.

Wind Dance, Heavenly Rank Sword Technique, is also a Feng surname exercise, originally Chu Feng should have been suppressed by the rank to a certain strength, but Chu Feng's Heavenly Wind Sword Technique has been studied for ten years, coupled with the understanding of swordsmanship, the Holy Rank Sword Technique of the East Wind Breaking is not inferior at all.

I saw that Chu Feng and Dongfeng Po Yue disappeared at the same time, Chu Feng's sword and Dongfeng Po Yue quickly intertwined, and they were separated at one touch, Chu Feng instantly fought with Dongfeng Po Yue for thirty rounds, Dongfeng Po Yue's attack was beyond his expectations, it was not worse than him, as for the speed, it was only a slight loss, it seems that in addition to these, what other adventures does he have, but Chu Feng didn't pay attention to it, didn't he just have adventures?

"Grandpa Zida, how is Brother Dongfeng now, why are they so fast? I can't even see them? Looking at the flickering traces of the two people on the field, the stunning girl who was with the old swordsman on the side couldn't help but say.

"Hanging, your brother who breaks the wind is very suspenseful this time, as soon as he makes a move, it is the wind chasing swordsmanship, although it is a saint-level swordsmanship, but it is only a beginner's practice, and although the engong swordsmanship is not a saint-level, it is also above the ground level, and the swordsmanship is proficient, plus the swordsmanship is higher than that of Brother Dongfeng, Brother Dongfeng only has a one-tenth chance of winning this time." The old swordsman who had already broken through the seventh order saw through the situation of the two of them at a glance.

"Ah, then Brother Dongfeng is not lost." One tenth, isn't there nothing?

"That's not necessarily, Brother Dongfeng still has hole cards, as for Engong, his sword intent hasn't been used yet? Brother Dongfeng's sword momentum has reached the extreme, and it is really difficult to say how he wins or loses. But the fight was absolutely exciting, hehehehe. Hearing the words of the old swordsman, the stunning girl couldn't help but show a trace of excitement, I didn't expect that this person really had Brother Dongfeng, the name of the sword god, and it really deserved its name, and some of them would blow it to their sisters in the future.

Chu Feng's swordsmanship has never changed, he keeps fighting with Dongfeng Po, after a hundred moves, Chu Feng still has not changed in the slightest, and the entire battlefield has not changed in the slightest, the girl who watched it almost wanted to sleep, but looking at the old swordsman who was happily watching the duel, she couldn't help but wonder, is it so good-looking?

"Hehehe, little girl, I can't stand it, this is what many people dream of seeing." Suddenly, a gentle voice appeared beside the girl, and when she saw the visitor, her head was black and white, and her face was also full of wrinkles, but she was full of kind smiles, and she was wearing a snow-white robe, which did not stand out from the crowd. But the girl said respectfully: "I have met the president." ”

The person who came was the president of the Swordsman Guild in the Balton Fortress Branch, looking at the two people on the field, the old man couldn't help but say: "Young Master Dongfeng's opponent is not simple, he has been letting Young Master Dongfeng for so long to familiarize him with his wind-chasing swordsmanship, his swordsmanship cultivation is not low, and he has used a style of swordsmanship a hundred times, all of which are different tricks, and even the old man has no ability." ”

"President, you said that Engong is letting Brother Dongfeng go." The old swordsman on the side came back to his senses and couldn't help but say to the old man.

"Yes, the two of them are the same in attack, but in terms of swordsmanship, even if Dongfeng's swordsmanship is a saint-level swordsmanship, within a hundred moves, he will lose, because this person's swordsmanship is like a thousand hammers, soaked in silver for decades, not Dongfeng can be compared, and this young master has been letting Dongfeng familiarize himself with his swordsmanship, and then Dongfeng has saved a lot of time."

"Stormy Wind." An eternal move, Chu Feng this time, but it made Dongfeng Po feel that he couldn't grasp Chu Feng's path at all. Immediately resisted several times, and no longer saw the move, but was constantly abducted by Chu Feng, until finally Chu Feng's sword appeared on his neck, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Thinking back to Chu Feng, he had already performed a hundred tricks, but he couldn't grasp its path. One style of swordsmanship has been demonstrated a hundred times, even a fool can remember, suddenly Chu Feng's moves to fight with him flashed one by one, the same move, completely different paths, just like a move composed of 123456 six numbers, but Chu Feng is still 123456 those moves, but 123456 keeps changing positions, but the moves remain the same, why is this happening, won't the position of the 123456 become another move when it changes? Why is that still the trick?

A process, as long as one wrong step, will fail, even if he does it according to the original steps, but Chu Feng is like disrupting different steps, and the result is still the same. Half an hour, seeing that Dongfeng Po's face had been distorted together, Chu Feng really couldn't stand it, took out a piece of barbecue, didn't even look at it, directly took out a dagger, slashed it indiscriminately, and the flying barbecue went directly to Chu Feng's mouth.

The sound of eating was a little harsh to everyone's ears, and the three old swordsmen couldn't help frowning, now Dongfeng Po said that he was obviously having an epiphany, or Chu Feng took him into the door, but at this critical time, Chu Feng wanted to do this, why? Do you regret it, the old swordsman just wanted to stop it? I saw that the old man stopped him and pointed to the east wind.

Looking at Dongfeng Po said, he saw him staring at Chu Feng's hand, but he didn't hear the sound of Chu Feng eating meat. He couldn't help but be surprised, Chu Feng's hand was casually slashed on the barbecue, what was there to see, he couldn't help but look at the old man, but the latter also shook his head.