"Fengxiu swordsmanship, who are you in the middle of the night?" When the fight was in full swing, Xu Chang suddenly forced Ling Feng away with a heavy blow, jumped a few steps back, and asked with a surprised expression, "No winner or loser, then compare!" Ling Feng was on the rise, where was he willing to stop and talk to him, an arrow stepped forward, and the seven-star sword in his hand drew a beautiful sword flower, and slashed towards Xu Chang's neck.

Xu Chang snorted coldly, the pink long sword in his hand came up, "Dangdang" two crisp sounds, the two of them changed a move back and forth, "Look at the sword!" A cold snort, the corner of Xu Chang's mouth turned into a sneer, he didn't take Ling Feng's pretending to be smart shout at all, but just as he was about to launch the next attack, "stab" sounded, a touch of sword qi slashed through his neck, and suddenly, a slight tingling pain and a sense of clarity reached the bottom of his heart.

Xu Chang's whole person seemed to be frozen, and he looked at Ling Feng dumbfounded, "Fengshen Spectrum, are you the successor of Ye Wuxian?" Although it is a question, Xu Chang already has an answer in his heart, if the Fengxiu swordsmanship is not necessarily passed down from Ye Wuxian, then the Feng Shen Spectrum created by taking thousands of lives can only be taught by Ye Wuxian himself.

"Your sword is a good one. Ling Feng pursed his lips and nodded, Xu Chang's face was slightly ugly, don't look at the two of them fighting, this is just a contest of sword skills, if you want to really tear your face to the death, Ling Feng may not be able to win Xu Chang, but what the two said in advance is a sword competition, since it is a sword competition, the strength of the fight is secondary.

"Young man, you have crazy capital, let me ask you, can you compete with me again?" Xu Chang rubbed his short beard with the back of his hand, and asked with a little hot eyes, "What don't you dare, I just want to try my own swordsmanship." Ling Feng looked eager to try, Ye Wuxian's face sank suddenly, Ling Feng was able to win Xuchang in the previous battle, the main reason was that Fengxiu's swordsmanship itself was more high-end than the sword skills used by Xuchang.

And Ling Feng added the Wind God Finger sneak attack, try to ask Xu Chang how he can be undefeated, but if it happens again, with Xu Chang's talent for making swords and the experience accumulated over the years, Ling Feng wants to use the Wind God Finger to sneak attack, it will not be so easy.

"Hey, why did Brother Ling fight with people again?" "Ma San, who had drilled the latrine since he arrived at the temple, finally appeared before Ling Feng and Xuchang's next fight, "I thought you fell in, and I didn't know how to persuade you earlier." Situ Qingyang glanced at Ma San angrily, and poor classmate Ma covered his stomach with a helpless face.

I don't know what I ate yesterday, everyone is fine, just he has a stomach upset, "Hey, this posture, it's this posture again!" Ma San suddenly shouted excitedly, Mo Yan, who was nervously watching the battle, gave him a very unhappy look, but Ma San was unaware, and said with his hands dancing: "As soon as this posture appears, the opposite side will definitely stop cooking." ”

Ye Wuxian's eyes drooped, and he snorted softly in his heart, it was just a perfect starting style, what could it change, and the starting style could not attack the enemy, this was just a defensive posture, he and Mo Yan had not carefully watched Ling Feng's use of the Desert Divine Sword Technique, so they didn't know what Ling Feng's posture meant at this time.

But Tiger Roar and Ding Li are eagerly looking forward to it, usually, once the young master puts on this pose, there will be a very strange situation, I don't know if he can continue his myth today.

Xu Chang, who decided to take Ling Feng seriously, frowned at this time, how could there be a perfect starting style in the world? Even the Sword Saint Liu Bai, his starting style has weaknesses, and now Ling Feng, his posture makes it impossible to tell which angle he wants to take out the sword from, and even whether he wants to play the sword or not, but as long as you think about the angle of attack slightly, you will find that in his posture, once you attack first, he will give you several times the blow.

"Are you going to let me take the lead?" Ling Feng smiled lightly, just one starting move could scare Xu Chang into not daring to move, which made him a little happy, "Respect the old and love the young, why not?" Xu Chang grinned, Ling Feng's starting style was too perfect, he was ready to give up the first move, and win later, which was a good way to solve the enemy.

"If I strike first, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to make a move in your life. Ling Feng grinned, deliberately made an arrogant and contemptuous expression, Xu Chang was very indifferent, ignoring Ling Feng's ridicule, he could see that Ling Feng was tempting him to strike first, this kind of one-on-one sword skill competition, if the strength is comparable, the person who strikes first will suffer a little.

Xu Chang didn't move, because he thought that Ling Feng's starting style must have a very powerful counter-sword technique, just when he guessed how Ling Feng would counteract, a low shout came into his ears, "The desert is lonely!" A cold and neat voice, with this shout, the sky seemed to darken in an instant, and a tornado appeared out of thin air, and black smoke rolled towards Xuchang.

"It's out! It's out!" Ma San shouted excitedly, "It's not good!" Xu Chang was shocked, when the desert situation inexplicably appeared in front of him, he immediately realized that he had been tricked into the illusion, but the next moment, Ling Feng had already reached him with a sword, and with a "plop", the long sword was slanted through Xu Chang's waist, and the gray robe grabbed the blade, and it was actually stabbed against the skin.

Xu Chang's whole person was scared into a cold sweat, this is simply an unbelievable sword skill, in an instant he was in front of him, and he was still in the illusion, if he didn't react quickly, this sword would have killed him, "Dodge?" Ma Sanshi's eyes couldn't wait to glare, this was the first time he saw Ling Feng lose, only to see Xu Chang retreat sharply, the seven-star sword cut through his clothes, but it didn't hurt him.

"The sun sets over the long river!" Just when Ma III smacked his tongue and Ling Feng would actually fail, he shouted out of thin air, and an unimaginable scene appeared, Ling Feng swept away with a sword, and a rushing galaxy appeared in mid-air, the galaxy was released from the tip of his sword, and the sun that had been flowing towards the sky flowed past, maybe for a second, maybe for 10,000 years, the galaxy grabbed the fiery red sun like a big hand, and then in everyone's eyes, "boom", was torn down.

It's like a whip tied to the tail of a whip, the sun pulled by the Milky Way was thrown directly on the ground, the deafening roar and the Milky Way splashed, the shocking scene of the firelight flying together, all you can see in your eyes is the dazzling light and the real general shock, the huge sword skills are beyond everyone's imagination, I don't know how long it took, the vision in the eyes suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Xu Chang, the whole person was half kneeling on the ground with a dull face, the Fengming Sword that he raised had been disconnected, and a thin red line extended from his forehead to his chin, straight as if it was drawn with a ruler, and Ling Feng, holding the sword in his hand, stood in front of him in a chic manner, and the seven-star sword was calmly and indifferently hovering above Xuchang's head.

Xu Chang's flowing gray-white robe, at this time, looked like a beggar's cloak that had been ruthlessly combed by an iron comb, and the position of the corners became one by one, each of which was exactly the same, just like this was the style, the breeze blew, the corners danced, and there was a feeling of teeth and claws.

Xu Chang only felt that at that moment, it was really the sun in the sky that smashed down towards him, and with a bang, his soul seemed to be shaken out, and he had almost no time to react, he finally understood why Ling Feng rushed to him, even if Ling Feng had already understood that it was impossible for that move to hurt himself, it turned out that that move was just a foreshadowing for this trick of the sunset of the long river.

Just ask a big sun falling in the Milky Way in the sky, what kind of characters can hide from this mortal dust, Xu Chang sighed, he underestimated the young man in front of him, and also underestimated the talents in the world, when he was eighteen years old, he could fight with Liu Bai with the Fengming Sword for fifty rounds, so twenty years later, a teenager defeated himself with the same sword, what is it.

Sighing lightly, the half-truncated sword fell to the ground, sword competition is the most enthusiastic way for fighters, it is not only a brave fight, it can also prove martial arts, get fame, win one side will always go down in history, and the losing side, most of them are miserable, to be able to die in the fight, are regarded as a reward of honor, because a death is empty, and surviving with defeat is not something that ordinary people can do.

Xu Chang dropped the broken sword, then closed his eyes, he gestured between his neck, meaning that he wanted Ling Feng to kill himself, there was silence on the high platform, even Ye Wuxian never thought that Ling Feng would win, he was still thinking about how to save Ling Feng who failed, and this young man's body seemed to always carry a miracle that he could not imagine, these two magical swordsmanship, Ye Wuxian didn't even dare to think about it, if he faced it, would he be able to hide.

Xu Chang, who closed his eyes and waited for the blood spurting out of his neck, was empty in his heart, at this moment, he was surprisingly not afraid of death, in the past twenty years, he had killed a lot of people, he had heard people say that when the sword cut his throat and blood gushed out, people would hear the sound of the wind, so he held his head high, he wanted to experience this feeling before he died, but after a few seconds, he didn't hear the sound of the wind, but it was a very flat sentence, "I'm leaving, goodbye." ”

Xu Chang opened his eyes in shock, the young man actually put away the sword and turned away, Xu Chang's face became extremely hideous in an instant, and he didn't even want to die to himself, did he want to trample on all the glory, Xu Chang was furious, he grabbed the broken sword on the ground, and stabbed it into his neck without saying a word, "plop" sounded, blood flowed, and all the people watching the battle on the entire high platform were shocked.