Liu Huihui was very surprised, Ling Feng was also surprised, he didn't expect that Liu Huihui's swordsmanship was actually taking the hegemonic route, between the big opening and closing, it was obviously a routine that a macho man should have, and Ling Feng was almost wiped by her dagger in that alley before The scene was like a dream, balancing this gap in his mind, Ling Feng slowly unfolded Fengxiu's swordsmanship one move at a time, and the swordsmanship of the night was not too complicated, and it was extremely coherent.

It was completely two ways with Liu Huihui's big slash, and the big sword with a width of a palm fell "whirring", and Ling Feng just skillfully danced the three-foot seven-star sword back and forth, obviously going to be thin and the blade was pasted away, unloading the power on the big sword, and then attacking the key point from a tricky angle, Liu Huihui was only fifteen years old, and all the opponents she met were people in the Sword Pavilion, and those people were either practicing the same number of swordsmanship as her, or they were never willing to show their true skills because of her identity.

So fundamentally speaking, Liu Huihui's actual combat ability is basically close to zero, and she can defeat Ling Feng with one blow in the laneway, entirely because Ling Feng didn't realize that she would have such a ghostly move, and this trick is only limited to the first sneak attack, if you start fighting head-on, all the spirit is concentrated, Liu Huihui will be extremely immature, so the longer she fights, the more handy Ling Feng becomes, his swordsmanship is originally a ghost and light routine, and the use of power and the consumption of fighting power are far lower than Liu Huihui。

On the other hand, Liu Huihui, a delicate little girl, is like a reckless man, wielding a big sword is a hearty slash, if it is changed to the same number of fighters, it is really possible to lose in the hands of Liu Huihui, but what she met was Ling Feng, in Liu Huihui's mood at this time, she met a cringe, sneaky villain, not a fighter at all, especially his thin sword that is only a few points thicker than the women's long sword, which makes Liu Huihui look down on it more and more, but even if she looks down, Liu Huihui can't get out of the situation in front of her, and the consumption of fighting power has gradually approached her limit, and Ling Feng, but still indifferently wandering in a row, the sword dragon in his hand flying and phoenix dancing, playing a beautiful one.

"Open!" With an angry shout, Liu Huihui, who was sweating profusely, tried her best to shake Ling Feng away, only to see her jumping in lotus steps, and the person had already reached more than a dozen steps away, Yu Wan immediately ran up from the side, "You wild girl, aren't you very angry, you are fighting!"

Liu Huihui held her stomach full of anger, she obviously felt that she could easily beat Ling Feng, but after facing him, he slipped like a loach, and wasted a lot of effort not to say, but tired herself enough, Liu Huihui had never met such a slippery opponent, and the resentment in her heart was released, and she was ridiculed by Yu Wanru again, and suddenly said angrily: "Do you dare to make a real move with me?"

When Liu Huihui said this, she held her head high and gritted her teeth, obviously choked with anger, Ma San smiled, took a few steps forward and said: "Girl, what you said is a little ridiculous, Brother Ling's every move and style is traceable, how can you really say it?"

The corners of Xie Erniu's mouth grinned, and it seemed that he was going to speak, Liu Huihui was in a hurry, and he shouted with a big sword: "There are many of you, I can't beat you in a verbal battle, you are a man, so you will have a real move with me." Ye Wuxian, who was hiding behind the door, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, thinking that Liu Bai was such a scoundrel, and his niece was so straightforward, it was really a big gap.

"Uncle Zhong, Uncle Fu, drive this wild girl out for me!" Yu Wanru glared, and shouted with a slight anger, the two old men were just about to step forward, but Ling Feng smiled apologetically at Yu Wanru and walked out, as soon as Ling Feng came out, Yu Wanru had to press back, seeing Liu Huihui's appearance of being wronged and unable to release, Ling Feng knew in her heart that if she was not convinced, she would not give up today.

"According to Miss Liu's meaning, how can it be regarded as a real move?" Ling Feng asked, Liu Huihui took a deep breath, raised her big sword and pointed at Ling Feng and said, "You and I each use a fighting skill, and we must not avoid it, so as to divide the superiority." Ling Feng couldn't help frowning when he heard this, this girl looks delicate and lovely, but she is really strong in her bones, which is equivalent to two people punching each other, seeing who can beat whom, it belongs to that kind of direct competition.

"This little girl, this abacus is successful. Ma III couldn't help but shake his head frequently, not to mention who is strong and who is weak in the fighting power of the two of them, it is limited to one move, Ma III believes that no one in this world can surpass the wind, his desert is lonely, that is the existence of the sword, and in Ma Sanshi's cognition, it is the fastest sword skill he knows, you only compare one move with him, only if you draw the sword, people can already kill you.

Several people on Ling Feng's side all looked treacherous, and Ling Feng couldn't help but smile a little, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "Miss Liu, how about I pick you up in the same place?" Liu Huihui's apricot eyes stared at her, she didn't realize Ling Feng's kindness, she bit her silver teeth, and said coldly, "Hugh is fake benevolence and hypocrisy, this girl can afford to fight, naturally she can afford to lose, if I lose this time, I won't take this Tianxing sword in my life!" Liu Huihui is also anxious, her uncle is the sword saint Liu Bai, her father is also a genius swordsman born in such a family, Liu Huihui is not an exaggeration to say that her eyes are above the top, she can accept that her fighting strength is not as good as others, but she must not accept that her swordsmanship is not as good as others.

So she urgently needed to find some face here in Ling Feng, so as to maintain the sense of superiority she had since she was a child, she couldn't admit that there were outsiders who were more skilled than her Liu family's swordsmanship, and in such a background, it was not surprising that Liu Huihui made such a decision.

Persuasion of good words did not appreciate it, Ling Feng had to hold the sword against each other, Liu Huihui took a deep breath, made a gesture of please, and then saw that there were words in her mouth, the big sword that was originally just emitting a faint steel light, actually slowly reflected a dazzling white light, the white light became stronger and stronger, and gradually even Liu Huihui's figure was covered up.

"Light Star Falling Sword!" "The desert is lonely!"

At the same time, two loud shouts, a dazzling white light collided with a green light, Ling Feng chose the light wind system fighting power, making the speed of the desert lonely smoke even faster, Liu Huihui used the most powerful light star falling sword in the Sword Pavilion, this fighting skill was practiced to a high depth, once it was cast, the sword qi went straight through the sky, like the fall of a star, the destructive power was very amazing, even if Ling Feng was now a sixth-stage sky fighter, if he was hit by the light star falling sword released by Liu Huihui with all his might, it would be either dead or disabled。

Although Ma III and they were quite confident in Ling Feng, Liu Huihui's fighting skills were really shocking, the white light flashed in the sky, stabbing people's eyes and unable to look directly, and Ling Feng was drowned in the white light like a flowing fire, it seemed that a few seconds passed, and it seemed that a few seconds passed, and suddenly there was a "dang chang", and the dust settled.

Yu Wan rubbed her stinging eyes, and cautiously opened her eyes to look, only to see Liu Huihui, whose white light was flashing all over her body, staring at Ling Feng in surprise, and the big sword that fell to the ground was still wrapped in a layer of faint white light, and it was very beautiful, but at this time, the thin seven-star sword had rested firmly on her shoulder.

Ling Feng's expression was very flat, it seemed that this was just his ordinary sword, and in fact, he only stabbed out a sword, Liu Huihui was stupid, stunned, and stunned, she hadn't seen a fast sword, but she had never seen such a fast sword, even if it was his uncle Liu Bai, it was just like that, the destructive Light Star Falling Sword was not released at all, it only showed a corner, and it was instantly strangled in the cradle by Ling Feng's fierce sword skills.

Following the three-foot cold front, Ling Feng's fighting power had already invaded Liu Huihui's body, this fifteen-year-old girl, although her talent was excellent, but for Ling Feng who was in the sky territory, she, a junior fighter who had just entered the territory of the Earth Dou Division, had no way to resist at all, Ling Feng directly sealed her sea of qi, causing Liu Huihui's big sword to get out of her hand and be stunned.

"Little girl, you should be satisfied now, right?" Ma San walked over with a chuckle, then touched the back of his head and said, "You had something to say before the fight, and if you lose this time, you can't pester us anymore." Ling Feng withdrew the seven-star sword in his hand, and was about to return the Tianxing Sword sword in his arms to her, but Liu Huihui bit her lip and ran out in shame, Ma San blinked his eyes, and looked back with a smile, he just couldn't wait to say this, it wasn't that he wanted to ridicule Liu Huihui, he just didn't want to, the Tianxing Sword that Ling Feng had in his hand would just send it out again.

It doesn't matter if it's selfish, it's okay to say it's something else, in short, Ma San felt that since Ling Feng got this sword spectrum, it should belong to him, and return it, isn't that a big loss for no reason, Ling Feng is not a stupid person, he saw Ma Sanshi's pointed smile and understood, looked back at the night behind the door, and found that he shook his head slowly, Ling Feng sighed lightly, and gave up, Yu Wanru was jumping on her feet and chattering there uncomfortably, asking who this girl was, and Ling Feng was stunned for a while.

Liu Huihui stumbled back to her and Liu Bai's residence, they came to the Heavenly Dao Sect this time completely as guests, the Sword Pavilion was not among the Wendao Conference, and since the establishment of the Sword Pavilion, they had never participated in similar activities, so this courtyard was very close, Liu Huihui came back dejected, Liu Bai was sitting in the small courtyard drinking, a wooden coffee table, a Taishi chair, Liu Bai was holding a cup, and there was agarwood on the coffee table, and it was very pleasant.

Liu Huihui dragged the big sword in, her pretty face was completely pale, glanced at Liu Bai, she suddenly lowered her head in shame, and then was about to walk over, as if she didn't see anything Liu Bai, just when Liu Huihui was about to pass, she asked in a faint voice, "Lost miserably, right?" Liu Huihui's body was shocked, and the big sword "clanged" and took off.