Chapter 52: Cloak Seven Killings

Lin Xuanxi's originally worried eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up suddenly, looking at Wu Zifeng on the stage, looking incredible.

The spiritual power of the realm of ascending to the hall showed its power at this moment. Zifeng was surprised to find that all the details in the square were clearly imprinted in his mind, Xin'er's nervous look, Zi Yan's biting lower lip, and grandpa's frowns... Of course, there is also Lin Xuanke in the phantom, whose figure is constantly moving, borrowing the sword shadow to cover up his real body, creating illusions, and approaching him step by step...

A smile climbed the corner of Zifeng's mouth, and when he saw the opportunity, he threw the ink knife, and immediately hit Lin Xuanke, who was brewing, and the moves in the sky were immediately disrupted. 'Rub...' I saw Lin Xuanke take a dozen steps back before standing still, looking stunned. Lin Xuan knew that with the Phantom Sword Technique, at least no one in the same level could see through it, but Wu Zifeng, could it be just luck?

Lin Xuanke obviously didn't believe it, it was another trick that changed, the sword move was like the wind and clouds, and it stopped suddenly, unexpectedly, but in front of Zifeng, under the shroud of powerful spiritual power, everything was just paper paste, just a light poke, everything was broken, and Lin Xuanke, who did not give in, performed the 'unpredictable' moves in the phantom swordsmanship one after another, but it was still useless...

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuanke looked at the light and breezy Wuzifeng in front of him, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and the last move, the 'Dream Bubble', was used by the stubborn Lin Xuanke. Dream bubble is the last move of the phantom sword technique, and it is also the most powerful move, through the ingenious structure of the vitality, it will make the opponent sink into the dream and be defeated unconsciously. However, this move has particularly high requirements for recruiters, and they must go all out, and if there is a slight supply of vitality in the middle, and if they are not concentrated, they will be counterattacked by the moves, and if they are not careful, there may be no possibility of advancing their cultivation in the future...

Lin Jianling and Lin Xuanxi said almost in unison: "It's not good." But it's obviously too late, Lin Xuanke's move is already dancing in everyone's eyes like a dream......

If it were in normal times, Lin Xuan would not have used this move so easily, as Wu Zifeng said, there was no deep hatred between them. But at this moment, in a series of things that had just happened, Lin Xuanke thought that she had lost face, not only did she not teach Wu Zifeng a lesson, but she made her cry in front of everyone... In addition, Zifeng broke her pride, and the martial arts she was proud of had no effect on Zifeng, so the next scene appeared...

When Lin Xuanke's clothes swayed in the wind, Zifeng felt a strange fluctuation trying to get into his brain, and as soon as he entered his mind, he began to sketch such a picture: Some of the people Zifeng cared about, Zhilan and Shui Zhilan, they sat by the bonfire again, continuing their regrets... And all the people of Samurai, they all live happily ever after... This moment is very similar to the experience of Zifeng in the early days of breaking through the hall, but compared to the beginning, it is indeed a small thing, but despite this, Zifeng is still reluctant to wake up from it......

Almost everyone in the square, except for some powerful characters, was attracted by this elegant rhythm and immersed in their dreams......

Lin Xuanke had already seen fine sweat on her forehead at this time, she tried her best to control it, and slowly came to Zifeng's body with a light spin, hoping to subdue Wu Zifeng when the bubble was disillusioned... Closer, closer, a fierce sword momentum stabbed out towards Zifeng's chest like lightning piercing the sky...

The smile on the corner of Zifeng's mouth didn't seem to have dissipated, it seemed that everything was going to end like this, everyone's eyes were looking at it deadly, when the tip of the sword was still a few inches away from his body, Zifeng's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he rushed towards Lin Xuanke, his body staggered, dodging the long sword, and with a slight tap of his right hand, the long sword in Lin Xuanke's hand fell to the ground...

Lin Xuanke staggered, seeing that he was about to fall, Zifeng stopped abruptly and grabbed Lin Xuanke, only to see that Lin Xuanke's face was pale at this time, obviously he had just spent his energy, and before he could say anything, he fainted in Zifeng's arms, Zifeng looked at Lin Xuanke in his arms, and then turned his head to look at Lin Jianling next to him, his face was flushed...

Next, Lin Sisi and Lin Ming didn't take advantage of Zifeng, only the last game left, and the match with the Xiao family was not so much a battle with the Xiao family as a battle between Zifeng and Xiao Wuxian. Xiao Wuxian in the stands looked at Wu Zifeng on the field with a flat gaze, the corners of his mouth rose, as if he had encountered something interesting, the next competition should be unprecedentedly grand...

Wu Zifeng and Xiao Wuxian seem to have become hotly discussed figures in Qingyun Town, on the streets and alleys, one said that Xiao Wuxian should be the champion of this year, and the other said that it was Wu Zifeng, arguing endlessly, and there were countless people who used martial arts. The culprit was sitting quietly in the lounge at this time, his eyes blank, not knowing what he was worried about.

Soon, Wu Tianjie's hearty laughter came from outside, Wu Tianjie opened the curtain and entered, and saw Zifeng's sad face: "Zifeng, are you worried about the first battle with Xiao Wuxian in the afternoon?"

Zifeng shook his head, although Xiao Wuxian was ruthless, resolute, and profound, but Zifeng asked himself if it was not without a hard fight, but, just: "Grandpa, won't anything happen to Lin Xuan?" Zifeng hesitated for a moment, and finally said the worry in his heart.

"Lin Xuanke, are you worried about that little girl, don't worry, she is just out of strength, there is no big problem, I really didn't expect that she would practice the phantom swordsmanship to this point at a young age, it has to be gratifying." Wu Tianjie understands the reason for the matter, and he is in a good mood, the martial arts family can come to this point, it is beyond his expectations, all because of Zifeng.

Wu Feiming had a gloomy face: "Fight against the perverts of the Xiao family in the afternoon, Zifeng, are you sure?" In fact, as soon as these words came out, Wu Feiming regretted it a little, isn't this to destroy his prestige.

Fortunately, Zifeng didn't care, and thought for a moment, "Whether you can win or not, I don't know, Xiao Wuxian obviously didn't use all his strength, and his true strength didn't show." ”

"Zifeng is right, as the ruler of the hunting conference, the Xiao family has not grown up over the years, Xiao Wuxian is indeed a rare cultivation genius of the Xiao family in a hundred years. It is rumored that the 'Cloak Seven Kills', which has not been refined by anyone in the Xiao family for several generations, has been practiced by Xiao Wuxian . And Zifeng doesn't have a decent set of knife techniques, which is what worries me. Wu Tianjie changed his conversation and laughter just now, and spoke in a low tone.

"What, 'Cloak Seven Kills', he has already practiced?" Wu Feiming had already shouted.

Zifeng, Ziming, and Wu Lei all looked at Wu Feiming with puzzled expressions. "The Cloak Seven Kills is a Xuan-level exercise, and it is also the most powerful exercise of the Xiao family. Wu Feiming told what he knew, so that Zifeng could be mentally prepared.

At this point, Ziming and Wu Lei's faces changed greatly, and they all looked at Zifeng in unison. Zifeng had a calm face, as if nothing happened, the cloak was seven kills, and it could only have such great power when it was completed, but could Xiao Wuxian be successful?