Chapter 289: A Challenge from the Blue Flying Eagle

The middle-aged man's gaze was very firm, but when he suddenly saw a cold star rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, if he didn't dodge quickly, if the long sword in his hand did not touch the opponent's neck, his head would have been pierced by the opponent's electric sword.

Under the rapid judgment of the brain, he chose to flash without hesitation

In this flash, the opportunity has been lost, and the opponent's sword momentum is like lightning, one sword, two swords, and three swords

In the rapid retreat, there was no chance to even swing the sword to block. The only thing is just dodging, constantly dodging, and in a blink of an eye, the clothes on his body have been like butterflies dancing in the sky, flying around. Dozens of blood marks have been drawn from the sword qi of the other party's sword qi all over the body, and it looks bloodstained, like a bloody person.

paid a tragic price, although he was scarred, he finally seized the opportunity to fight back and swung a sword with all his might.

The middle-aged man's unprecedentedly powerful sword, condensing all the Xuanyuan power in his body, is bound to make a desperate bet and win the battle.

The earth-shattering blow was about to fall, and suddenly a strong sense of crisis hit his heart, and then he suddenly found that the opponent's sword momentum had actually come first. Each sword was as swift as a lightning bolt, and it struck at the vital point of his whole body strangely, forcing the earth-shattering force to withdraw his sword to save himself. The offense and defense were reversed in an instant, and a sense of grievance in the quagmire was unbearable, and it was like to vomit blood.

A dignified middle-level master of the Xuanying Realm was forced to block left to right, jumping up and down. Even escaping for one's life has become a beautiful luxury.

What a shame and contempt this is, the strong can be killed, but not humiliated. The potential power burst out, enduring the pain of being pierced through the shoulder by a sword again, the figure suddenly rose into the air, the sword qi was like a rainbow, accompanied by a tiger roar: Thunder shook the sky! A red sword light pierced the sky, and the void fell.

The middle-aged man was in the void, and when he slashed down with a sword, he felt that the other party's figure flashed, and suddenly five or six identical images appeared, and the sword in his hand was unconscious, and he didn't know which image to slash to.

"Get down!"

When he was stunned, he suddenly heard a coquettish cry in his ears, and his body flew up in an instant as if he had been hit hard, like a cloud flying out of the fog.

Boom! A body flew down from the sky and fell on the bluestone ground under the stage, with blood on her mouth and nose, and a woman who looked delicate and weak couldn't help the wind, actually beat a Xuanying master so embarrassed, it was really amazing, and it was even more embarrassing.

The thrilling scene of Shicai couldn't help but be shocked. The self-confidence that was originally full of self-confidence instantly fell rapidly again, especially the Qiu Lao Dan Sect, who looked worried in his expression, and was even more worried about the next battle. Suddenly inexplicably born a sense of gain and loss in my heart, this trip, I never dreamed that a small Xiaoyue Pavilion would hide a dragon and a crouching tiger, maybe this is a Longtan tiger's den. began to regret his blind arrogance, and under the temptation of his own greed, he made a self-righteous bet with the opponent that was enough to bankrupt his family. Now it has become a trend of riding a tiger, and I can't stop.

After thinking about it, I even questioned that this was a set, a pit dug early, as if waiting for myself to jump in?

The woman in black put the mask back on, but her true face was revealed, and no one dared to challenge this terrifying female killer again.

"Why does this woman look so familiar?" muttered the Blue Flying Eagle in the sky.

"I remember! It was this woman who had fought the white frost on the boat. You can't be wrong!" Canghai returned to the dragon and Yu Feilong said with great certainty.

"In this way, these people must be those people from the Eastern Continent!" Lan Feiying said with an angry face, thinking of the scene on the ship that day, it can be described as a great shame in his body, and he has been haunting it in his heart, and he has not forgotten for a moment that he can wash away the shame one day. In fact, it was just an ordinary exchange, and it was only to blame that he was too narrow-minded, especially if he lost to a person from the Eastern Continent, it was even more intolerable.

Once he learned the identity of the black-clothed people on the other side, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and he stepped out of the crowd, raised his eyes to look at the black-clothed people, and without even thinking about it, he raised his hand and clicked one among them at random. In his opinion, everyone is the same, they will never make the same mistake again, and they will all fight with all their might.

The two figures were five meters apart, facing each other, and each other's eyes were bursting with fierce essence at the same time, and the void collided, as if the sword qi was impacting, exploding, and causing countless ripples and ripples.

"You're really strong!" Blue Flying Eagle blurted out, holding the hilt of his sword.

"You're not strong enough!" the man in black said coldly, listening to the accent, it should be Luo Jinghong, only slightly stronger than the other party, the difference in strength between them is not large, this battle is bound to be quite exciting.

"I don't know until I've fought!" Lan Feiying slowly drew his sword, and the slight friction between the blade and the scabbard was sharp and piercing, making people's hearts contract.

A dazzling light burst out from the scabbard, and an incomparably fierce aura burst out in an instant, like a goshawk spreading its wings and distorting space.

Luo Jinghong's expression was cold, the aura on his body became more and more cold, and the whistling energy seemed to be deliberately avoiding, passing around.

Eagle strikes the sky!

"My sword splits the sky and shatters everything!" Lan Feiying said word by word, the speed of drawing the sword slowly unsheathed with the rhythm of the words, a dazzling brilliance, as if tearing open the sky, and the stone shot out like a shock, fast, fierce, ruthless, and murderous.

A crisp chirp.

When the opponent's sword was about to be three inches away, Luo Jinghong's sword came out of its sheath, and the purple electric light instantly poured out electricity, and a sword swung out accurately and clicked on the tip of the opponent's sword, like two flying meteors suddenly collided, and exploded violently, bursting out with an earth-shattering explosion.

The shattered air filled the air, pounding heavily on everyone's eardrums, making a buzzing and trembling sound.

Lan Feilan seemed to have expected that this sword would be blocked by the other party, the moment the two swords collided, the wrist flicked, and dozens of swords were stabbed out in an instant, the sword and sword did not leave the opponent's death hole, the sword and sword were killed, killed, and the endless edge pierced everything, strangled and tore everything.

Countless sharp swords strangled vertically and horizontally, piercing, cutting, and tearing, Luo Jinghong's figure was visible to the naked eye, and it was torn apart in an instant.

Is it possible to kill a supreme master so easily?

Lan Feiying had doubts in his heart, but his hand was really strangled by the real thing, and the resistance of the hole and the heavy cutting feeling all proved the authenticity of all this.

The results soon emerged, and the other party was presented in front of his eyes intact and unscathed. Luo Jinghong's afterimage is transformed by Xuanyuan force, which is both virtual and real, both virtual and real, and as far as the intention goes, each afterimage will also send out a sharp kill, as if it is no different from the real body.

When his heart was slightly frightened, a purple electric sword sword broke through the sword shadow and flew straight towards the front door of the blue flying eagle, and the trace of purple electric murderous aura made the skin cold and stinging.

Sonorous!

Although the blue flying eagle was not shocked, he quickly returned his sword and swung away the attacking sword, and counterattacked with the momentum, flashing a hundred swords in one goswoop, slashing, chopping, cutting, stabbing, cutting like a goshawk volleying in the air, domineering and splitting the sky.

Bang Bang Bang!

Boom!

The two swords collided continuously, and there was an extremely piercing explosion, causing the air to ripple like water waves.

With fast to fast, with force, every time the sword hits, Lan Feiying will feel a strong backshock, wisps of purple electric energy through the sword body from the palm of the hand, arm, a burst of numbness and pain make the hand holding the sword tremble, and the long sword in the hand almost came out of the hand.

Luo Jinghong is swaying freely, the purple electric sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the sword and sword force the opponent to resist hard, block a sword, take a step back, resist a sword, and take two steps back.

The more the blue flying eagle fought, the more frightened he became, his heart was shocked, his vest was already soaked, in addition to trying his best to block, he couldn't even hand out a sword, and he would definitely lose if he continued like this, his heart was horizontal, he jumped into the air suddenly, his feet stepped on again and again, his whole body was like a flying eagle swept up in the air, crossing a beautiful arc in the air, and the sword in his hand was swinging, pouring all the remaining Xuanyuan power into the sword body, and a layer of faint cyan luster flickered and flowed, spewing out the tip of the sword, and he was uncertain.

A blue light seemed to tear through the air from the depths of the sky, leaving a pale cyan scratch, and it quickly slashed down.

Luo Jinghong's pupils contracted suddenly, and his condensed gaze firmly locked on the galloping blue light, raging and furious, and the strong murderous aura was surging, making the scalp tingle and the hairs stand on end.

A touch of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he retracted his indifferent posture, and the aura of his whole body changed suddenly, and his whole body was like a sharp sword ready to be unsheathed.

Qingguang slashed down with great force, and Luo Jinghong slowly drew a sword, as if pulling the weight of a thousand catties, and drew an arc of purple electric light extremely slowly.

The other party's violent and sharp blue light tore through the arc electric light in an instant, and was about to destroy and smash everything, and was suddenly wrapped and entangled by a swirling purple electric energy, and the heavy obstacle made it difficult to advance an inch, and the strong blue light kept spitting and trembling in the soft purple electric energy, and burst open, making a sound like the sky and the earth cracking, deafening.

Lan Feilan's desperate all-out killing technique collapsed, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his mind was relieved, and he fell sharply from mid-air.

It's a long story, and the whole thrilling fight is over in just a breath. Lan Feilan is spurting blood from his mouth at this moment, and his head and feet are falling upside down from the air, and if no one rescues him, he will definitely burst his brain and die. It's just that all this happened too fast, and everyone was powerless, so they could only open their eyes and watch the blood-spattered tragedy happen.

One foot, the head is only a foot away from the ground, and there is almost no power to return to the sky. When everyone thought that death was inevitable, a cloud suddenly seemed to rise from nothingness, gently supporting the body that had fallen sharply, and then gently landed on the ground.

Call!

It was only at this moment that everyone breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and Yu Feilong rushed to Lan Feiying's side as soon as possible and helped him up.

"Are you alright?" Yu Feilong forgave him up and down, and saw that there was no injury on his body.