Feng Xiaoxiao has learned a lot of things, coupled with extremely high talents, he is proficient in martial arts, and he takes advantage of his strengths and understands them thoroughly. The most proud part, as well as the most relied on experience, is from the "Jiuyang True Scripture".

The speed of recovery beyond the imagination of ordinary people has allowed many mortal realms to turn danger into relief, and even turn defeat into victory, and this time is no exception.

When Murong Bo was shocked, he suddenly felt his eyes flicker, and a cold chill pierced his face, almost forcing him to open his eyes.

Feng Xiao Xiao has already volleyed into the air, and the sword qi is empty.

In the blink of an eye, a few white beards floated up piecemeal.

Murong Bo only felt a chill in his throat, and suddenly shouted, and in an impossible moment, he reached out with both hands and made a "Dou Turning Star Shift".

Feng Xiaoxiao originally used a person to carry a sword, and he stabbed invisibly, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that the sword qi was violently twisted, and he snorted coldly, and the six-vein divine sword and six-way sword technique were transferred back to the envoy, and more than ten swords were made in an instant.

Ordinary swordsmanship requires flexible wrists, but no matter how fast the sword is out, there is always a distance of several feet, even if it is as fast as "Dugu Nine Swords", there are always physical shackles.

And the six-vein divine sword is an invisible sword qi burst, but it is just a finger turning within a few inches, poking a little bit, slashing a strip, how fast.

Feng Xiao Xiao has already exhausted the essence, and the Dao Dao sword qi is far and near.

The stone of the Shaoshang sword is earth-shattering, the Shangyang sword is ingenious and flexible, the Zhongchong sword is wide open and closed, the Guan Chong sword is clumsy and simple, the Shaochong sword is light and fast, the change of the Shaoze sword is subtle, the sword is like a substance, the edge is very, the attack must be saved, not to mention, it is completely flawless.

You must know that no matter how high a person's martial arts are, they can't attack on all sides with their hands and feet. can't stop the eight directions, no matter how subtle the moves are. I can't jump out of this box, and flaws arise naturally.

It is to think that the wind is clear. There is no flawless move in the world, you can only use tricks to break moves, fast to attack slowly, and attack instead of defending.

Feng Xiaoxiao now knows that Feng Qingyang is wrong, not because the level is not high, but because Feng Qingyang can't imagine that there will be such a swordsmanship in the world, called the "Six-Vein Divine Sword", which only needs to be flipped by the wrist. The six-vein sword qi rotated and flew together, and it was in all directions, going up to the sky and into the earth......

Murong Bo does not live up to his prestige, "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift" is pointed, although he can't completely reverse the sword qi, he can brush it aside in pieces.

In a few breaths, the big ship was full of holes and crumbling, and the whole bow of the ship. It was almost cut by the sharp sword qi and disintegrated, and a large curtain of water stirred up around the hull.

The rest of the people on the boat, except for Murong Fu, could resist the sword qi that leaked through the net, and they were forced not far away. Deng Baichuan and the others were no longer tenable, and retreated to Mrs. Wang at the stern.

Mrs. Wang couldn't believe it, and her beautiful eyes rippled. Stunned.

Only then did I know why Murong Bo was arrogant, but he attacked so disregarding his identity just now. even almost smashed the boat that Feng Xiaoxiao was on, it turned out that he was worried that Feng Xiaoxiao would be down-to-earth. It's simply impossible to resist.

She saw that the faster Feng Xiaoxiao's body was, the more the ship shook violently, and Murong Bo's hair was scattered, his robe was torn, and his arms were leaching out of Dao blood.

Murong Fu leaned against the corner of the bow of the ship, relying on the solid beams and pillars, swinging his sword and clanging to block, and was pressed so that he could barely show his head.

Murong Bo struggled to resist for a while, and shouted to Deng Baichuan and the others who were retreating in a hurry: "This person must not be invincible, quickly destroy the ship and go ashore." ”

Feng Bo Evil is a character who is not afraid of heaven and earth, even at this time, he did not have the slightest fear, his eyes were red, and he roared: "I can only fight, I can't escape, master, I am not dead yet!" ”

He was the only one of the four ministers who was injured, he just died and did not retreat, he was pierced through his right shoulder by the sword qi, and a deep blood mark was also drawn on his face, the red flesh turned out, and his appearance was very scary.

Deng Baichuan also shouted: "The lord and the prince are here, we must not leave." With both palms flipped, he rushed forward.

Gongye Qian stomped his feet and said, "Big brother, wait a minute......"

Deng Baichuan knew that he was wise, and his pace slowed down when he heard the words.

Gongye Qian pulled him and said hurriedly: "What the master said is not bad at all, Feng Xiaoxiao he doesn't know the nature of the water, as long as the ship is destroyed, the master and the prince can turn defeat into victory." ”

"No, no!" , Bao Wei laughed suddenly, kicked out, kicked the deck into pieces, and said with a smile: "Second brother said this, why did the master and the son lose?" ”

"Not bad!" , Deng Baichuan's face was happy, and he slapped his backhand continuously, and "banged" the cabin on his side to splash debris.

Murong Bo didn't have any joy on his face, he had consumed a lot before, but now he was in great distress, and he was about to be unable to support it, once he lost him, none of the rest of the people would be able to stop the wind and Xiaoxiao, and if he couldn't hold the ship, he would die.

Feng Xiao Xiao turned his sword quickly, and even the raindrops in mid-air couldn't get close, and the drizzle was thrown away by the sword qi, like a dragon wrapped around his body.

And Murong Fu on one side looked like a wolf, with water droplets flowing down his face, I don't know if it was rain or sweat.

Seeing the stark contrast between the two, Mrs. Wang remembered that Feng Xiaoxiao was the son-in-law of that slut, and she was very embarrassed in her heart, gritted her teeth, and said, "Crash this boat for me." ”

She was jealous and jealous, and she didn't care if she would be overwhelmed by falling into the water after the ship was wrecked.

The maids around them had already stood with their swords in their arms, and one of them responded, turned to the lake, and signaled to the ships that were not far away.

Feng Xiaoxiao was not surprised, with so many ships to gain a foothold, he was already invincible.

Azhu exclaimed: "Second brother, you can't fight anymore, hide quickly, these collisions can't be touched, it's ...... on it."

The collision with the ship was very fast, and it only took a moment, and before Ah Zhu could finish telling the reason, he rushed around the four directions and staggered into him.

Mrs. Wang shouted fiercely: "Ignition!" ”

Hit the boat canopy, black and misty I don't know what is covered, with an order, it is sticky to the fire, the rain increases the fire, the heat wave is steaming in an instant, and the black flue is soaring to the sky.

Everyone on the boat jumped into the water one after another.

Feng Xiaoxiao is not a god after all, he didn't expect Mrs. Wang to have this hand, seeing the nearby lake boiling, the rain entering the fire, and the crackling sound endlessly, knowing that if he didn't leave, he wouldn't be able to leave, and he couldn't care about Murong Bo and the others anymore, so he immediately reached out and picked up a large piece of wood, grabbed Ah Zhu, and flew away.

Murong Bo was desperate, laughed, and shouted: "Fu'er, today our father and son join forces to kill this fang!" ”

As he spoke, with a wave of the tattered monk's sleeves, several fingers shot out, pointing directly at the plank under Feng Xiaoxiao's feet, and at the same time his body chased after him.

Murong Fu moved in response and threw the long sword in his hand.

Feng Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, twisted his body and pointed at the sword like a net, Ding Ding Ding stopped everything, and there was even a sword qi counterattack. (To be continued......)