The pupils of the Flowing Cloud Sect Master were contracting, and the essence and Xuanyuan power in his whole body did not leak in the slightest. The hand holding the sword was very steady, and a faint mist of sweat evaporated around the hilt.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the long sword came out of its sheath, and a brilliant light pierced the space, like a flying star outside the sky instantly crossing the space of twenty meters, and suddenly appeared in front of Lu Suifeng.

Draw the sword and draw the sword, all in one go, as fast as a lightning flash. Clamped with a strong sword qi and a bit of majestic sword intent, between the same cultivation, almost no one could dodge this swift blow. Because this sword was so fast, so fast that only a beam of sword rays could be seen, and even the entire sword body was fainted.

A gleam flashed in Lu Suifeng's eyes, and it was indeed a bit surprising that the Sword Dao of the Sect Master of Liuyun had actually entered the realm of sword intent. Pure speed is difficult to work in a game of the same level. But the sword contains sword intent, and it is very different. The sword intent will disturb, confuse the opponent's mind, make his mind disordered, and make wrong predictions. The fighting of masters is changing rapidly, and a small negligence can kill you on the spot. A wrong judgment, the result of which speaks for itself.

What Lu Suifeng's eyes saw was not only the speed of the sword, but the trajectory of the sword, as well as the attack line and direction of the sword.

The speed of the Flowing Cloud Sect Master's sword was enough to make him proud, and when it was fast to the limit, it was already difficult to distinguish between the human swords. All that can be seen is a blurry image that flickers and disappears.

What shocked the Liuyun Sect Master was that his sword was not until it was less than a foot away from the other party, and the sword light that spewed out could almost touch the opponent's skin, and he saw that Lu Suifeng, who had been empty-handed, suddenly had an extra sword in his hand at some point: it was very narrow, only two fingers wide at most, very thin, like cicada wings. No one could see how his sword was unsheathed, as if it had been holding it all along.

The sword blade that flashed with cold light was less than a foot away from his chest, and Lu Suifeng's face was still indifferent. Draw your sword in an instant, attack, all in one go, and the last strike will come first.

A dazzling cold star suddenly enlarged in front of the eyes of the Flowing Cloud Sect Master, and the sudden shocking change shocked his heart, and his whole body suddenly felt a creep. His intuition told him that if he didn't withdraw his sword at this time, he wouldn't wait for the sword in his hand to hurt the other party, and he would have been pierced by the opponent's long sword.

There was no extra time to make more judgments, so he made a quick decision and suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated, which was worthy of avoiding the doom of a sword piercing his heart.

Although Lu Suifeng had the opportunity in his hands, he did not take advantage of the situation to launch a rapid attack. The sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and he looked at each other quietly.

After the Liuyun Sect Master got out, he quickly widened the distance between himself and the other party. His face was slightly pale, his forehead was slightly stained with sweat, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Your sword is half a minute slower, if you go up the line faster, I'm afraid I'm already lying down at this moment. Lu Suifeng said lightly.

"Hehe! You've got a good grasp of the timing. It subverted my previous perception and gave me a deeper understanding of kendo. Next, I will do my best to learn and give it my all. The Liuyun Sect Master tightened the sword in his hand, quickly recondensed the Xuanyuan power, and was ready to strike the sword again, but it was only a tentative attack.

Lu Suifeng didn't think about taking the initiative to attack, once he made a move, the other party was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to catch a move. He was waiting for the other party to show off his most exquisite mastery, so that he could lose convincingly.

The Flowing Cloud Sect Master finally climbed his momentum to the peak and unleashed his sword again. This sword seems to be different from the previous one, it seems to be very slow, but in fact it is better than the previous one. The human sword is one, and only a trace of cold light can be seen visually. In an instant, a flash of light had shot into Lu Suifeng's chest like lightning, and this time it was closer than the last time, only three inches away.

Hearing another soft sound, Lu Suifeng's sword was unsheathed again, and a cold star appeared in front of the Liuyun Sect Master's eyes again, and the speed was faster than his sword.

The Liuyun Sect Master seemed to have been prepared this time, and did not withdraw his sword and retreated, the sword blade in his hand trembled, and suddenly burst out hundreds of sword lights, each sword light contained a powerful Xuanyuan power, it was not a false move, and the sharp edge of the Dao Dao could kill people.

In people's sight, there seemed to be hundreds of hands holding swords dancing at the same time, and that was because the speed of the sword was so fast, so fast that it was impossible to distinguish the order before and after, and it was like stabbing out at one time.

Is it fast? Lu Suifeng's sword seemed to be faster, at least twice as fast as the opponent's sword, and hundreds of white clouds were born in the void in an instant, each white cloud exuded a crystal luster, and the latter first greeted the hundred sword lights of the Liuyun Sect Master.

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Hundreds of sharp and piercing crashes came from the air, and from time to time there was a series of explosions and roars of Xuanyuan Force collisions.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light of the slow sky, and the white clouds shattered and collapsed at the same time, leaving only a trace of cyan wind blade flying straight towards the throat of the Liuyun Sect Master.

Retreat, only retreat, and fly back again in a hurry!

The cyan wind blade is like a ghost seeking its life, always keeping a distance of one foot, and chasing after it. The Flowing Cloud Sect Master wanted to pull it out of the air several times and get rid of this terrifying wind blade that chased souls and demanded his life, but this cyan wind blade seemed to have thoughts, and he didn't leave a chance at all. There is only one option, and the only one that can escape: lying on the spot, and then performing the stunt of rolling with the ox, it is better than having your throat cut and blood splattered on the spot.

The so-called dignity, honor, and face, all seem insignificant at this moment, and life is gone, what is the use of those things. After all, the sect master is different, he is decisive in killing, and he resolutely rolls on the spot, without even frowning.

Seeing this scene, the elite masters of the Flowing Cloud Sect gasped almost at the same time, and lowered their heads in unison.

The cyan wind blade suddenly vanished, and the Flowing Cloud Sect Master also stood up at this time, turned over and jumped up. Covered in dust, dusty, and extremely embarrassed.

Lu Suifeng still stood with his hands in his hands, looking at each other quietly, there was no ridicule, contempt and ridicule in his eyes, in his cognition, there is no essential difference between escaping into the void and rolling on the spot, as long as he can avoid the catastrophe, it is a good move. As for what kind of posture appears, it doesn't matter at all, is it so ridiculous?

After the Liuyun Sect Master dusted off the dust on his body, Lu Suifeng said leisurely: "You lost another move, do you want to continue?"

"Your sword is indeed fast, at least twice as fast as mine. The Flowing Cloud Sect Master smiled bitterly and said, "You're right, I should indeed be endlessly ashamed of the name of the Quick Sword, but my Sword Dao is more than that. ”

"Oh! The sect master's attainments in kendo can be described as broad and profound, the so-called master is lonely, and he is happy to see the hunt, and he hopes to have a good time fighting with the sect master. Lu Suifeng smiled heartily.

"My sword is a hegemonic sword, and the hegemon looks at the world and swallows mountains and rivers. As the Flowing Cloud Sect Master spoke, an extremely domineering aura suddenly rose. Between the opening and closing of the eyes, the essence flashes, looking down on the world.

A substantial-like divine light shot towards Lu Suifeng domineeringly, and if he was an ordinary person, he would collapse on the spot.

Lu Suifeng didn't notice it, and Yun Danfeng smiled lightly: "The momentum is majestic and immense, and ordinary people have been defeated before they fight." I'm looking forward to it, you can give it a go. ”

"Okay!" The Liuyun Sect Master shouted violently, strode out, stepped down, the long sword in his hand slashed into the void, the space was distorted, the domineering energy made a rolling thunderous sound, the wind roared, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

"Our sect master's sword is really extraordinary, and with such earth-shattering power, people must be torn apart in it. ”

"Yes, it's the first time I've seen the Sect Master perform this kind of sword technique in so many years. Today is an eye-opener. ”

"The Sect Master hasn't used a sword for decades, because no one has been able to make him use a sword yet. ”

The elite masters of the Liuyun Sect were intimidated by the sect master's domineering momentum that looked down on the world, and they were all moved, sweeping away the frustration of the right talent.

The sword of the Flowing Cloud Sect Master's domineering sword is not very fast, but it contains a thick mountain-like might, splitting the spatial airflow towards Lu Suifeng and slashing head-on, the powerful and heavy sword qi makes people feel suffocated, like a giant rock pressing on the top.

Lu Suifeng's sword was unsheathed again, and he swung a sword towards the sword that was slashing wildly, light and floating. There was no strong sword qi, but it silently penetrated the opponent's thick and domineering sword qi, and clicked on the tip of the sword of the Liuyun Sect Master with incomparable precision. As the sparks splashed around, the Flowing Cloud Sect Master suddenly felt a tingling in his arm, only to feel a soft force flowing into his arm along the sword body. Shocked in his heart, the sword momentum was slightly paused, and Lu Suifeng's sword stabbed in a fluttering manner, without any line track, very casually. The tip of the sword kept trembling, flickering left and right, and it was impossible to predict where his sword would stab the next moment.

In a hurry, the Liuyun Sect Master relied on his intuition to pick up the sword, and the two swords collided, and the thick sword qi collapsed into Lu Suifeng's thin sword. With joy in his heart, he was about to launch a counterattack, when a cold light appeared in front of his eyes again, the same floating, and the vital parts of his body seemed to be within his attack range.

Lu Suifeng's sword seemed to be swayed at random, without any rules, stabbing a sword in the east and a sword in the west at will, suddenly picking up and slashing down. It was impossible to predict which part of his body his sword would be directed at the next moment.

Each sword floated eerily and strangely, and the trembling blades often stabbed out from incredible angles. For him, it seems that there is no blind spot at all. This is a supreme realm of swordsmanship, without moves and styles, but it contains all sword styles in the world. The intention is to move the sword first, and the intention is to move the sword.

Every sword made the Liuyun Sect Master feel terrified, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and he jumped wildly from side to side in shock.

The Liuyun Sect Master went from a domineering active attack to a panting, left and right, and clumsy blocking with one sword after another, and the transformation of the whole process was only between a few breaths. The elite masters of the Flowing Cloud Sect who had just come out of their frustration let out a sigh again, and some even closed their eyes, unable to bear to look at it any longer.

There was a crisp sound of a long sword falling to the ground. The Flowing Cloud Sect Master could no longer endure this cruel torture hovering on the edge of his life, and that kind of terrifying fear completely destroyed his tenacious mind. If the other party is willing, he is only afraid that he has died seventy or eighty times at the moment, what is the gap, and how big is the gap?