Chapter 222: lóng hǔ dǒu

A gust of wind blew, the shadows of the trees swayed among the trees, and the branches and leaves made a "rustling" sound.

Under the pine forest, Zeng Qingfeng looked cold, staring at the enemy not far away, and swaying in the wind in a green coat.

Fan Jian squinted his starry eyes slightly and observed his opponent's every move arrogantly, and a few strands of messy broken hair brushed across his smooth forehead.

It was so terrifyingly quiet that it seemed to be heard even the sound of needles falling to the ground.

The jade sword of Fan Jianshou is called Jade Sword, the hilt of the sword is inlaid with a piece of mutton fat-colored Hetian jade, and there is a faint white mist lingering when the sword body is powerful, and it is as fast as lightning when attacking, or it is invisible, which is really wonderful.

Zeng Qingfeng glanced at the jade sword of Fan Jian's hand with interest and said, "The jade sword in your hand must be the jade sword that is said to be invisible?" It is indeed a sword of God. ”

Fan Jian said: "This sword comes from the Western Regions, although it is not as good as the Lingxiao Sword in your hand, but it is my belongings, when I was seven years old, my father handed over this sword to me, and has accompanied me to this day." ”

Zeng Qingfeng said: "No wonder you can apply it freely, you and I have made more than 100 moves, but my Lingxiao Sword has not beaten you by half a point, which shows the power of the jade sword." ”

"Pass the prize, look at the move!" Fan Jian flicked his wrist, and the jade sword struck straight at Zeng Qingfeng.

Zeng Qingfeng flashed dexterously, flew up, raised his sword and shouted: "Phantom Sword, attack!" ”。

Countless swords attacked the opponent in a dense manner, and sharp arrows rained down, and the danger that was close at hand was wave after wave.

Fan Jian made a move to "turn something into nothing" and defused Zeng Qingfeng's cold offensive.

Immediately after that, there was no leisure, and the jade sword of Fan Jianshou used a move to "draw the knife and cut off the water" and turned passive into active attack on Zeng Qingfeng.

The sound of the two peerless swords colliding was like a crisp sound from striking Meiyu, and the sound of ding-ding-dong lingered.

"Thunder splits the clouds, scatters." With a mantra, Fan Jian soared four or five meters into the air, turning his entire body upside down and diving, the sword qi formed a huge encirclement in the air, and then rained down.

At the moment of crisis, Zeng Qingfeng used a move to block the attack of Fan Jian's special move.

In an instant, the situation changed again, and Zeng Qingfeng's Ling Xiao Sword unleashed a series of tricks to attack Fan Jian like a tide.

"Snake Shadow Sword Technique"

"Phantom Sword of Prajna Mind"

"Too quick to maneuver"

Only the sound of fighting in the woods resounded in the sky, and the two watched each other's every move and every move intently, and even the slightest loss of consciousness would lead to death.

This is a duel between masters, a contest of equal strength between the real top masters.

Zeng Qingfeng watched his trick being pò jiě one move at a time, and he didn't seem to see any hope of winning.

"He's so hard to deal with! I'm afraid his kung fu is not below him. Zeng Qingfeng couldn't help frowning, and secretly said in his heart.

This seemed to be completely unexpected.

"Looks like you're going to have to give it your all!" Zeng Qingfeng ruthlessly mobilized the Prajna Mental Technique in his body, and tried his best to use the "Tiger Roaring Dragon Yin Sword Technique".

The Lingxiao Sword, which was as sharp as clay, was ten times more lethal than an ordinary sword with sword qi alone.

Zeng Qingfeng waved the treasure knife in his hand, and every ten swings would double the power of the blade, and the power of the blade would increase exponentially every twenty swings, just like a tiger dragon appeared, and the power was boundless.

Gradually, Fan Jianyujian's resistance seemed a little powerless, and he soon tended to be inferior.

"Whew!" A cut was made in the white cuffs, and Fan Jian retreated a few meters to defend.

Beads of sweat dripped down, Fan Jian gasped and stared at the other party, but the jade sword in his hand did not dare to slack off at all, ready to meet the opponent at any time.

Suddenly, Fan Jian took a few deep breaths, adjusted the breath in his body, and said lightly with his blushing lips like a crown of jade: "Come and go without a trace!" ”

The jade sword suddenly struck straight at Zeng Qingfeng, but disappeared without a trace after a few feet away from Zeng Qingfeng.

This is the true power of the jade sword, a sword that will be invisible.

When Zeng Qingfeng came back to his senses again, the jade sword attacked him from the opposite direction, and although he dodged at a very fast speed, a red wound was still cut on his arm.

Bright red blood flowed down his arm, and the blood-drinking Ling Xiao Sword emitted a pale cyan shimmer, and the sword body of the double dragon floated, as if it was on the verge of boiling, and it could soar into the sky at any time.

Zeng Qingfeng suppressed his impulse and tried his best to clench the Ling Xiao Sword, but his bony fingers were rattling.

"It's time to decide!" Zeng Qingfeng jumped up in the air and shouted: "Invincible Phantom Sword!" ”

The Lingxiao Sword under the layer of Prajna Mind exerted dozens of times its power, and in the blink of an eye, Fan Jian, who was forced into a desperate situation, tried his best to resist by "turning something into nothing".

It's a pity that this time his "turning into nothing" only blocked half of the opponent's attack, and the other half of the attack turned into an injury and attacked his body.

Fan Jian covered his chest and spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth in embarrassment.

"Poof!" The ground was crimson.

Zeng Qingfeng didn't seem to have expected that the Ling Xiao Sword stained with his own blood would have such a lethal power.

Zeng Qingfeng's face showed a look of shame, he put away his sword and said to Fan Jian: "You go, don't go your own way anymore!" I won't let you take another half step down the road ahead. ”

Fan Jian smiled stubbornly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand and said, "It's too early to say this, how can the victory or defeat between us be so easy to distinguish?" Again, I can fight again! ”

"I advise you to stop being obsessed, you go!" Zeng Qingfeng said.

Fan Jian said stubbornly: "Impossible, unless you dǎ dǎo on the ground and can't get up, otherwise I will climb back to my father." ”

"Why are you doing this?" Zeng Qingfeng asked.

Fan Jian smiled bitterly: "I have no other choice. ”

The conversation was at an impasse for a while, and there was silence around them.

With a "whoosh", Zeng Qingfeng only felt a chill on his back, and when he turned his head alertly, he saw a sudden thick fog in front of him, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

"Who?" Zeng Qingfeng's cold voice sounded.

A few seconds later, the thick fog dissipated, and Zeng Qingfeng saw that Fan Jian, who was originally lying on the ground, had already stood up, his face had returned to a ruddy color, and there was no longer the same decadence as before.

Zeng Qingfeng drew his sword and pointed at the other party and asked coldly, "Let me ask you again if you want to leave here for the last time?" If you don't want to, blame my men for not showing mercy. ”

Fan Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, not as calm as before, and hurriedly said: "Wait, the green mountains left behind are not afraid of no firewood, I'll go!" ”

With that, he hurriedly turned around and left.

After only a few steps, Zeng Qingfeng's voice came from behind: "Slow! ”

Zeng Qingfeng chased after him, stood in front of Fan Jian, looked at him carefully, and asked, "Who are you?" You think you can fool me? You are not Fan Jian. I just thought that the fog was coming strangely, it turned out to be strange, who are you? ”

Fan Jian hesitated for a while, and didn't say why.

Zeng Qingfeng directly pulled out his sword and threatened his neck: "Don't say that Hugh blames me......"

Fake Fan Jian hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't, don't...... Xianggong, it's me! ”

Pei Xiuxiu took off her disguise mask, revealed her true face and said, "Xianggong, I am Xiuxiu, hehe, you don't really want to kill me?" ”

"I know it's you!" Zeng Qingfeng said coldly: "Do you think I can't see the flaws in Yi Rong?" Although your appearance has always been, your height is still a little worse than Fan Jian, if I hadn't observed carefully, I would have almost been deceived by you. ”

Pei Xiuxiu pulled Zeng Qingfeng's cuffs and said, "Xianggong, you are going to let go of Fan Gongzi, a good person will do it to the end!" I heard all of your conversations just now, and I know that Xianggong is a kind-hearted person and won't do anything that makes me sad, right? If you kill Brother Fan Jian, I will really hate you for the rest of my life. ”

Seeing Zeng Qingfeng's face getting darker and darker, Pei Xiuxiu explained: "Don't misunderstand, I only regard Brother Fan Jian as my own brother, and I have absolutely no other thoughts, I swear." ”

Zeng Qingfeng sighed and said: "If I had the intention to kill him, I wouldn't appear here alone to prevent him from entering the Black Hole Villa again, you take him away quickly, this place should not stay for a long time." ”

Pei Xiuxiu happily hugged Zeng Qingfeng's neck and said, "Thank you, Xianggong, you are the best." ”

Zeng Qingfeng asked helplessly, "How did you do it?" Where did you hide Fan Jian in the blink of an eye? ”

Pei Xiuxiu pointed to the jungle not far away, only to see Yuehua hiding there holding the unconscious Fan Jian.

Pei Xiuxiu opened her mouth to explain: "I asked Master to help me, don't blame him." When you and Brother Fan Jian were fighting, we kept hiding behind and peeking, until Brother Fan Jian was injured, and I had to take action. I first used the plum blossom needle to stun Brother Fan Jian, and then used a smoke bomb to let the master rescue Brother Fan Jian, and then I appeared in front of you to delay time. How do you know that you are so smart, and my disguise skills are so superb that you can see through them. ”

"I can smell the scent of your body from a few meters away, how can I not know that it is you?" Zeng Qingfeng frowned and said. 14