Leif has always been very jealous of Mu En and Aya, after all, whether it is the order of the General Guild, the shock of the wizard, or the background of the slight appearance of the two, it can be seen that their way is not simple, but to put it politely, he has never been afraid of Mu En's strength. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Just kidding, a first-order professional is just a first-order professional, and he has nearly half a hundred on hand, how can he have the qualifications to face it?

But now he knew that he was wrong, and his mistake was outrageous, just this first-order professional was able to throw out an air blade of tens of meters, and this first-order professional was actually able to step into the air like a transcendent crown, and this first-order professional had already used several exclusive skills in just a few moments.

From time to time, his body swelled and his strength was like a mountain, and with one kick, the earth could crack into countless cracks. Sometimes the body is like a ghost, the speed is incredible, and layers of phantoms are dragged out of the air, this breath is in front, and the next breath is behind the enemy. From time to time, the two swords were parallel, stirring the boundless sword blade storm, and the sky was full of sword shadows shaking, and I didn't know how many times the sword was out in an instant.

But compared to Muen, his opponent was even more terrifying, the same strength like a mountain, the same body like a ghost, the same churning sword storm, the same air blade flying and spinning.

No matter what kind of battle mode Mu En converts, he changes with it, and the tip of the needle is generally offensive against Maimang, but with the same skill, his speed is faster, his strength is stronger, his skills are more flexible, and his power is even more domineering.

Mu En will, he will do it, but the power he shows is twice as terrifying.

With the two of them as the center, within a radius of at least 100 meters, the air waves rolled like a tide, and the dust rolled up like the sky and the sun, and where the two passed, the ground was cracked into deep separations far or near, and all the obstructions, whether trees or boulders, were cut off and swept out, leaving a mess.

After only a moment, Leif's face was a little pale, and he made a calculation, although he was of a higher level, even if it was a weaker Mu En, no matter which battle mode he chose, it would be good if he could hold out for ten rounds.

Even in the strong attack aspect that he is best at, the opponent's can easily crush him with the terrifying power of the 'Beamon Power'.

He had heard of some geniuses who were said to be able to fight beyond the ranks, and he thought it was just a joke at the time, but at this time he realized that he was just a frog at the bottom of the well, and he didn't know the vastness of the world.

His face changed several times, Leif gritted his teeth, and stepped forward, behind the two transcendent crowns, he whispered a few words-that is, the matter of the teleportation of the travelogue a few days ago, and pointed out Muen's identity and deep background.

This is already helping Mu En, and to put it bluntly, those who are here can intervene in the battle between these two people are also extraordinary, and if they can be persuaded to intervene, it is possible to rescue Mu En.

In mid-air, under the crown of the earth and the crown of the frozen earth, they naturally heard Leif's words, and the two couldn't help but glance at each other, and they both saw each other's hesitation.

It is undeniable that the two people fighting in front of them have exceeded their knowledge of low-level professionals, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe that there was such a terrifying first-order professional, and from this point of view, the mentor who could train these two was definitely a terrifying powerhouse who could despise them.

What if one is saved and the other is offended?

Looking at the similar skills of the two, no one knows how many grievances and entanglements there are, so there is no choice.

In the end, the two crowns chose to sit on the sidelines, and as long as the battle did not affect Witherspoon, they could still not fight.

As soon as Leif saw the expressions of the two crowns, he already knew the result, and after thinking about it slightly, he knew the other party's choice, and he had to shrug helplessly and stop talking nonsense.

Overall, although Muen was resisting, they were all defeated, and the battlefield between the two passed in front of the huge gate of Withers, and then thought about the direction further west.

Several people on the Kingdom Avenue looked at the two people who gradually disappeared from view, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at this time, they realized that their palms were already sweaty.

......

Historically, Similian was an extraordinary powerhouse, born with wind element control, which complemented the Wind Tearing Swordsman, adding to his power, and his strength was so strong that it exploded.

But now Similian doesn't seem to have absolute level suppression, and there is no elemental evolution, it seems that after more than three hundred years, he has lost these, just like an ordinary second-order, fighting with physical strength and skills.

But Muen is still on the run. Since the battle in the Boulder Jungle began, he has been pressing and fighting, and he has to retreat while fighting. But unlike what a few people on the castle tower saw, Similian didn't do his best at all, and he even explained his skills to Muen while fighting.

"Listening to the vibration, this is the root of the Wind Ripping Swordsman, feeling the momentary rhythm of the muscles in the body, to gather the most subtle power in the body, and with the blessing of the heart and blood runes, we can grasp the momentary emotion.

But then again, the rhythm, this process of perception, actually has a subtle impact on every time we make a sword, and the rhythm of the muscles is not neat after all, and the power is naturally dispersed.

So to put it another way, why do we have to perceive the rhythm of the muscles, why can't we control it, when we want it to move when we want it to move, when we want it to converge, we gather it.

This kind of result is very simple, you see, with the same air blade, you can shoot thirty meters away is the limit, and me, fifty meters is very easy. ”

"Another question, our profession is called Wind Ripping Swordsman, so what is Wind Tearing Swordsman?

As the name suggests, tearing the wind, first of all, we are the elves in the wind, we must first learn to follow the fluctuations of the airflow, feel the smoothness of the air, always the most fundamental direction to cut the air, and follow the trend to naturally make things happen, but this is only the process, in the end, we have to be the ripper of the storm.

Yes, the Ripping Storm is the result, according to the book, the founder of the Ripping Wind Swordsman, the Wind Swordmaster, once made a demonstration on the sea, and with a single sword, he split the oncoming tornado in half, calming the terrifying power of heaven and earth. ”

"Tear the wind, tear the wind, you must remember this!"

"Does anyone stipulate that the air blade must be half-moon-shaped? I admit that this shape of the air blade has its own advantages, but it is not necessarily inferior to other shapes of air blades, for example, I think the V-shaped shape you recommend, although the initial speed is not as fast as the half-moon shaped air blade, but it can maneuver. ”

"You can imagine how terrifying it would be for dozens of air blades to spin back and forth, enough to strangle all enemies within a certain range. Well, of course, you have to have enough control power, and maintaining the air blade is also a technical job, the most important thing is to ensure that the air blade cannot collide, which has to borrow the effect of 'dancing'. ”

"Dance, the whip formed by the shaking of the air blade, then there are two theories, one is cutting, the dance does not have the power of the wind, the power of the cutting is poor, how to keep him flexible and as sharp as a blade, you must take into account the rotation of the air blade, borrowing the small air blade condensation method of 'returning to the forest', is it possible to increase the sharpness of the air blade?"

"The other, the dancing whip, can bear the weight, for example, my qi blade hovers over a boulder, can it pull myself over, just like a real whip, this has to take into account the condensation of the power shake, which is a bit difficult. ”

"Guilin, haha, this skill lies in compression, I like to compress stingy people into small balls that spin at high speed, with terrible cutting, and then move around themselves, no matter what spell skills, you must pass them before you can threaten me. ”

"Then, you think about it again, with the fierceness of the wind, with the cohesion and continuity of the dance, and then with the cutting of the forest, what is the combined skill, that's right, the full moon wheel dance!

When the moon is full, I am the only one who dances alone. This skill focuses on gluing other skills together. ”

Mu En couldn't think about why Similian actually taught his apprentices like a teacher, but it was undeniable that when it came to the cultivation of the Wind Ripping Swordsman, he was a master at the top, and every thought-provoking thought, every advice, and every demonstration made Mu En intoxicated and couldn't extricate himself.

In the battle, every application and change of Muen's skills changed as if they were reborn. He didn't need to look at the changes in the attribute bar at all, he knew very clearly that he had thought that after reaching the limit of the first order, he would rush up again.

The battle continued until evening, and in the wilderness, Similian gave up.

He disappeared suddenly, and when he suddenly appeared, he was already carrying a fanged boar in his hand, and without saying a word, he threw it to Mu En, and he said: "It's been a day, it's time to eat, let me taste your craft." ”

Mu En looked at the 'hum' wild boar, and then at Cimirian, only to feel that his head was a little cloudy...... (To be continued.) )