"Where did you go?"

The opponent disappeared in front of his eyes like this, which immediately made the knife suddenly panic, and there was a trace of anxiety in his heart, such a ghostly speed, it was really unguardable:

The knife can be sure that his eyes are indeed staring at Feng Sheng in front of him all the time.

In order to prevent the other party from being too fast and making it impossible for his eyes to catch it, he also released his soul, but just like that, he still couldn't catch how the other party "disappeared" from his eyes.

Did you fall for illusion?

The knife immediately examined himself, and there was nothing abnormal, and with a squint glance, the others reacted in the same way, and dismissed the possibility.

How did Feng Sheng do it, such a miraculous skill?

When Feng Shengren appeared in the knife perception again, he had already come behind him, and flicked it towards his neck with the blade of his sword, although he still didn't kill him, but this blow also hurt him a lot, his body staggered, and he fell forward a few small steps, and was about to fall to the ground.

"Damn, you can kill but not humiliate!"

The knife was completely angry, adjusted his pace and posture, and came towards Feng Sheng is head cover, the waves of qi were wave after wave, and he didn't care if his attack would hurt the innocent and destroy this place.

"Look at the sword!"

Feng Sheng is not the kind of person who will endure the attack of the other party and blindly take a beating, and before the attack of the knife becomes almost mad dog because of anger, he slashes down with a sword.

The sword qi is like a rainbow, and the sword light is pointing, coming straight to the main one, cutting through the closest sword qi wave to himself, and changing the direction of the attack trajectory of dozens of sword qi waves along the way.

"Feng Mo Sword! Drive straight into 90,000 miles, rain of bullets and bullets to win the gold crown, watch me go straight to the Yellow Dragon!"

Feng Sheng's sword hit the opponent directly, and the knife wanted to be resolved with a knife, but unexpectedly, Feng Sheng's sword qi was too strong, and the tip of the knife was broken, and when Feng Sheng's sword qi attacked a corner of the house in the distance, the handle of the knife could not stop trembling, and the hand that made the knife force, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and blood flowed down.

...

"Good sword!"

Senior Brother Yunhua couldn't help but exclaim, raised his arms and waved his body high, leaning forward, he was about to sit still, he had rarely seen him in the sect have such a gaffe today.

"Calm down, calm down, big brother!"

Maybe it was because of the conversation with Senior Brother Yunhua that Chen Caiyin also believed in the facts, but she was spoiled about the direction of the battle, and even the result, how it developed didn't arouse her much interest.

"Senior brother, you said before, what is that divine walking step or something?" asked Chen Caiyin.

As for how Feng Sheng did it, she "disappeared" from the enemy's eyes alive in the duel, and she couldn't see what the specific actions were.

At first, she just thought that this was due to Feng Sheng's realm and strength being higher than herself, but looking at Senior Brother Yunhua's performance, it didn't seem to be the case.

"That is the exercise created by Feng Sheng's predecessors himself, and he must have used this footwork when he entered this hall before.

simplicity

In terms of speed, this footwork speed can definitely be called one of the best in the world.

Speaking of which, the title of "Shen Xingbu" is still taken by the master. Senior Brother Yunhua said.

Others may have only seen it once, and they think it is incredible, but for Yunhua, who has seen this footwork many times, seeing it again, the shock in his heart is not less than theirs.

"Named after "God"?

Is it so exaggerated?

Inevitably, he looks up to the other party too much, looking at this Feng Sheng who has been fighting for so long, these exercises used, especially the sword just now, seem to be called Feng Mo Sword Technique, it should be just some mortal martial arts, right?"

"That's because you didn't choose to fight him, or experience the magic of this footwork more closely, otherwise you wouldn't have this thought, unpredictable, mysterious. Senior Brother Yunhua sighed and continued,

"However, in addition to this move, what Feng Sheng's predecessors used was indeed mortal martial arts. ”

"It's really a turnip green, each has his own love, what kind of high-level exercises he wants to practice under his conditions, it's not impossible-Heavenly Rank, or even the supreme exercises beyond the Heavenly Rank, but he just picked some mortal martial arts that are not in the stream, it's really weird!"

Although in martial arts, Chen Caiyin, a little girl, cannot understand as thoroughly as Feng Sheng or even Senior Brother Yunhua, but in this competition, she can also see a lot of doorways:

Feng Sheng's attack was extremely fast, but it was somewhat limited in terms of strength - it was not affected by his realm strength, but it was just that the exercises were not supported.

If he casts a set of even relatively ordinary immortal dao exercises at this time, such as the advanced level of the ground level, it is foreseeable that the effect will be surprisingly good, and the battle between the two will not be in a stalemate.

Compared with the footwork of the same sect, which is not inferior to any supreme martial arts in this world, these mortal martial arts are too eye-catching, and even exist like a stain.

In this world, what monk doesn't want to practice the most advanced exercises of a rank and exert the magical effect of the pinnacle, and will do the opposite, picking up the mortal martial arts that are given away from the stalls and given to others without disdain?

I'm afraid that only Feng Sheng would do this kind of thing, right?

"This is really different from what you think, junior sister.

However, before I explain this, let me sell it first and test you well," Senior Brother Yunhua said, with a smile on his face, but he gave her a very bad feeling,

"Senior sister, you are also a sword cultivator, although you have not yet reached the level of truly comprehending the sword intent and sword momentum, but you can understand it to some extent.

I don't know what you think, the battle between the two on the field now?"

Hearing the word "test", Chen Caiyin was a big head, from childhood to adulthood, he was asked by his father to familiarize himself with all kinds of etiquette and morality, the rules of the sect, and if he didn't get it right, he had to eat the board, and now he was naturally secretive about it, and said casually, but he accurately pointed out that it was powerful.

"Although the sword momentum is domineering, it faintly gives me the feeling that he is being suppressed by Feng Sheng's sword momentum.

Is it true that a sword is worse than a sword?"

After listening to the previous sentence of the little junior sister, Senior Brother Yunhua couldn't help but nod yes, but he couldn't agree with the back.

"Little junior sister, your Taoism is still shallow, and you can see that it is probably extraordinary, but you can't be meticulous and distinguish the difference between the two - although this knife is a knife, and Feng Sheng's predecessor is a sword, there is still a big difference between the two in terms of "potential", but in essence, there is no difference, but it is their understanding of this heavenly way, the laws of heaven and earth, and all things in nature.

It's just that the sword intent of the sword has not yet been completed, and the gap is not small compared to the almost perfect sword intent of Feng Sheng's predecessors, but because of the gap between the two in cultivation, in terms of power, in turn, the gap is narrowed, and it is naturally impossible to distinguish it in your opinion. ”

"Then Feng Sheng also uses mortal martial arts to fight against the immortal family exercises of the sword?"

(End of chapter)