Today's fourth update~!)

Generally speaking, such a big sword, wielding it must be extremely heavy, even if the attack is huge, but because of the elongation of the attack interval, the people who use the big sword look more clumsy, but Wu Yue on the stage is different, the big sword she holds in both hands is a few points larger than the common giant sword, such a sword is very difficult to wield even if it is a strong man, let alone a woman, so the people in the stands think that Wu Yue looks violent, but in fact, her combat power cannot last, and her actions are relatively clumsy compared to Ling Feng.

The previous trial showed such characteristics, but when Wu Yue used the cut, everything was different, after a hit, the light flashed, and the big sword flew again, Ling Feng didn't even stand firm, and a strong sword qi struck behind him, and he took a hard blow, Ling Feng only felt that someone behind him had hit him with ten percent of his strength, and with this force, he stepped directly into the air, turned over in mid-air, and quickly fell to the other side of the ring.

"Ahh

"My good girl, this girl is so fierce. Ma III looked at Ling Feng on the stage, his eyes widened, almost all of them had the same idea as him, using women to use the big sword, and the big sword was much smoother and more powerful than ordinary men, this Wu Yue deserved to be Liu Sheng's apprentice.

It's just that she is strong, but Ling Feng is terrible, Ling Feng, who was invincible before, seems to be completely restrained by this woman with a big sword, from he came to the stage until now, he didn't even have a chance to pull out the sword, just kept dodging, gradually, the people in the stands began to be impatient, everyone could see that Ling Feng was being pressed and beaten, seeing that Ling Feng was showing signs of defeat, the expressions of these compatriots who were clamoring to support Ling Feng to step on Jiang Yue began to change, and some even cursed in a low voice.

The onlookers are always a combination of reality and ignorance, they can't see that Ling Feng on the stage is not making a move in order to seek a chance to kill with one blow, what they can see is Ling Feng's disadvantage on the surface, listening to the dissatisfied voice that gradually began to get louder, Ling Xue's face was a little ugly, and even worse, he even came here and shouted at the little fox: "Beauty, this kid is a bad seed, you still don't follow him, follow me~!" It was an oily-faced boy with a smile on his face who said this, and the few people around him didn't look like a good person, and they all laughed maliciously when they heard this.

Before Ling Feng went to the ring, they didn't dare to do it if they were given ten dares, but now seeing that Ling Feng was about to lose and was about to be discredited, they immediately took the opportunity to step on it, but they stepped on it a little ahead, and before the little fox got angry, the figure in the crowd flashed, and they saw that the killing wolf had jumped in front of those people, and the young people who were talking and laughing were stunned, and the killing wolf grabbed the person's throat and raised it directly in front of everyone, the arm that didn't look very strong was full of strength, and the cold light emitted from his eyes made several other fox friends suddenly frightened and didn't dare to make a sound。

"Too wolf, don't be like them!" Ling Xue hurriedly shouted, she knew the temper of killing the wolf, if she didn't stop him as soon as possible, she was afraid that the wolf would be angry and would kill them on the spot, her cold eyes stared at this person for a long time, seeing that the young man who was lifted by him was struggling with his feet and was about to breathe, Hou immediately swept forward the masked tutor in the audience, and a few ups and downs arrived at the place where the riot occurred, "Kill the wolf, you have seriously violated discipline, and you still don't let go~!" The masked mentor shouted loudly, holding the man with one hand, the killing wolf looked at the masked mentor expressionlessly, his arm slowly lowered, and after letting go of his hand, the young man who had caused trouble sat on the ground, and his back was already wet.

"Kill the wolf, I warn you seriously, please restrain your behavior~!" I don't know where this masked mentor hit the killer wolf, seeing that he let go of the man, but he still had scruples, and did not forget to admonish, the killer wolf did not pay attention to his words, but walked back by himself, the masked mentor was slightly annoyed, but even if the killer wolf had stopped attacking, there was no need for him to pursue it again, snorted coldly, and the masked mentor looked at these onlookers and said:" Watch the game, watch the game, close your mouths, and think about whether you can be like others while talking about others~!"

There was an uproar in the stands, and after the cold cheer stopped, the masked instructor jumped off the stands and returned to his position, there was silence in the stands, and those who took the lead in the coaxing quietly lowered their heads, but compared to these despicable supporters, there were still quite a few people in the entire martial arts arena who really supported Ling Feng, and some of them either worshiped Ling Feng or out of the national pride of a Raya people, and these real supporters had no time to care about anything else at this time, they all focused all their attention on the stands, where Ling Feng was fighting the most talented swordsman on the continent。

"The eighteenth. Ling Feng silently counted Wu Yue's attacks on herself, she had already used the same move with the big sword, that is, she launched eighteen attacks on Ling Feng in a row, but these eighteen times were all blocked by Ling Feng, and the brand-new ring before was already unrecognizable, I don't know if the person in charge of the thirteenth martial arts arena will be particularly emotional, because Ling Feng's first ring fight was here, and it seemed that the ring was also seriously destroyed at that time.

The side pillars on all sides of the ring have been swept away by Wu Yue's big sword, three of the four main pillars around the ring have been abolished at this time, and the only one left is also full of cracks, and it looks like it is about to collapse, Ling Feng looks like the old sword and stands more than ten meters away from Wu Yue, at this time Wu Yue is holding a sword in both hands, sweating profusely, the long hair that was tied up very neatly before has been scattered, and her cheeks are slightly red, and her entire chest and back of her fighter suit are wet, looking embarrassed.

When Wu Yue stopped to catch his breath for a while, those who had been talking about it before found that this battle was not what they saw on the surface, Ling Feng, who had been hiding, looked the same as before, and the fighting power was as usual, and there was almost no major consumption in this half an hour, and on the other hand, Wu Yue, although she had been chasing Ling Feng with great momentum, but at this time she had consumed most of her fighting power, and her body was also a little unbearable because of the use of high-intensity fighting skills many times, one was calm like a breeze, and the other was wheezing like a shower.

It seems that the disadvantage and advantage on the surface are reversed at this moment, Ling Feng quietly watched Wu Yue panting, he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to go up and give Wu Yue a sword directly, he was waiting for Wu Yue to recover, this is a swordsman's respect for another swordsman, and it is also a battle scene that only appears in the ring, Wu Yue gasped for about five minutes, and she gradually recovered She also understood that Ling Feng would no longer hide at this time, he wanted to fight with himself.

There was a crisp sound, just like the majestic wind blowing in front of the door in the morning, Ling Feng took out his sword, the three-foot seven-star sword was like a blue lightning falling into the mortal world, it was so beautiful in his hands, those spectators of Jiang Yueguo stood up one after another at this moment, they were not as emotional as the Raya people, they had been watching calmly, but now that Ling Feng was shining the sword, they all saw a swordsman who was not weaker than Wu Yue, so they stood up, they wanted to see who of these two people could win.

"Your sword is the most powerful sword I've ever seen. Ling Feng stood with his sword horizontally, looked at Wu Yue on the opposite side and praised softly, Wu Yue did not speak, a trace of shock appeared on his face, to see how a swordsman's swordsmanship is, just look at his starting style, the more clever the swordsmanship, the more flaws in the starting style, the swordsmanship that reaches the extreme is just a starting style will make the opponent feel irresistible, Wu Yue has seen his master make a sword, it is also an ordinary starting style, but when Liu Sheng put on that posture, Wu Yue, who was unconvinced in his life, tasted for the first time that he could not afford to resist any thoughts from the bottom of his heart。

It was at that time that Wu Yue was determined to learn swords under Liu Sheng's door, after so many years, Liu Sheng no longer drew his sword, and Wu Yue had grown into a first-class swordsman, but today seeing Ling Feng out of the sword, Wu Yue once again felt the feeling of being incomparable, that kind of powerlessness from the depths of his heart, Ling Feng just stood with a horizontal sword, Wu Yue imagined several ways to attack in her heart, but she was horrified to find that no matter how she attacked, she could feel that this strange blue long sword would appear silently in her vital place, this feeling was very mysterious, completely only a swordsman can understand。

"I, defeated~!" Wu Yue lowered her head, although she had thought of countless possibilities before coming, but she never thought of this possibility, the other party did not make a move, just a starting style made her unable to give birth to a heart of resistance, Wu Yue's sword heart that had been practiced for many years was shaken at this moment, she always thought that she was the most talented swordsman in the world, but seeing that a young man who was younger than herself could force herself to abandon her sword and surrender, at this moment her heart was like ashes.

Ling Feng sighed lightly, he didn't expect this to be the result at all, in his heart he regarded Wu Yue as his real opponent, so after he paid attention to it, the starting style he chose was also the only one in ten thousand sword picking techniques, and the origin of the sword picking technique was impossible to verify, but all the cultivators who cultivated the sword immortal knew that the starting style of the sword picking technique was the most perfect of all the sword techniques, and there were almost no flaws in this starting style, at least it was recorded that until now, no one has been able to break the starting style of the sword picking technique.

It's just that although the starting style of picking the sword trick is perfect, but this move is too difficult to practice, according to legend, to practice this move, you need to get up at three o'clock in the morning and stab the sword three thousand times in the evening, so that it is possible to practice it for three years without stopping day and night, Ling Feng has been obsessed with swordsmanship since he was a child, in order to break this one-in-a-million starting style, he spent three years learning this move, but in the end Ling Feng was in his previous life, he did not break this starting style, and now he is facing Wu Yue, I have to say that he can afford Wu Yue.