Ignoring the cacophony of voices, Morrowind's eyes narrowed cautiously together and his wrists flicked.

The long sword stabbed straight again, and the long sword broke through the air, as fast as lightning.

"Broken Yue Slash!"

Ma Wei roared again, unlike the fast sword of the morning breeze that was as fast as lightning, Ma Wei was still a sword, and his martial arts cut Yue!

In terms of subtlety, Ma Wei's Broken Yue Slash is far less than the stab of the Morning Wind, but the Broken Yue Slash is a martial art, and it is this no fancy knife that breaks the straight stab of the Morning Wind.

Magnetism!

Swords intersect, sparks spark.

Although Morrowind ** has great strength, it uses a long sword, which is not heavier than a thick knife, and this time the longsword can't stand the pressure of both sides.

Hearing only the sound of "click!", the long sword actually collapsed into a small hole.

The two exchanged more than a dozen moves again in an instant, and Chenfeng used exquisite swordsmanship to lead Ma Wei to use martial arts many times.

On the martial arts training ground, cracks were crisscrossed one after another, cutting hideous "scars" on the smooth bluestone ground!

The morning breeze was also disgraced, and there was a trace of bloodshot at the corner of his mouth. This was in dozens of encounters, and after being slashed by Ma Wei, he was shocked by him.

And Ma Wei's appearance is not much better, none of the clothes on his body are complete, the tattes have become strips of cloth, and even there is a sword wound on his face.

It's also a good thing that Morrowind didn't attack his lower plate, otherwise he wouldn't even have his pants now.

The two looked at each other and laughed in unison.

"Hahahaha, the junior brother is really powerful, the swordsmanship is exquisite, if it weren't for the senior brother, I broke through the seventh order, I would have been defeated by the junior brother."

Ma Wei looked at the strips of cloth on his body and said helplessly to Chenfeng. The wound on his face was still bleeding and aching.

Chenfeng shook his head, felt the taste of blood in his mouth, and sighed lightly: "Senior brother has won the award, the power of martial arts is really powerful, I didn't expect to be injured after only a few times, the power is not bad."

The morning breeze took a sip lightly, and his face was depressed.

Looking at the bitter appearance of the morning breeze, Ma Wei smiled.

"Today's discussion with my junior brother has opened my eyes! I didn't expect my junior brother's swordsmanship to be so high, you must know that there are several senior brothers who don't dare to take my Broken Yue slash, but I didn't expect that my junior brother can resolve it with swordsmanship, and he was only slightly injured. ”

Ma Wei sighed: "I'm not as good as Ah!".

"Senior brother, we have fought dozens of battles, so it's better to decide the winner with one move!" Ma Wei said in a deep voice.

"Okay! Chenfeng nodded, pointed at his long sword, and shouted at Ma Wei.

"Senior brother, please!".

Ma Wei's eyes were fixed, his eyes were full of confidence, and without hesitation, he stepped on his feet, and the sword was like practice, and he slashed down ruthlessly.

The knife opened and closed widely, unreasonable, and a momentum of self-sacrifice surged on Ma Wei's body.

"A mid-level martial art, life and death sword!"

Everyone was shocked, it was actually a mid-level martial art. Ma Wei can actually cultivate martial arts across levels, what could be more shocking?

The mouths of those inner disciples were wide open, and they could be stuffed with an egg. Even Li Qingling was the same, she was already extremely worried when she saw Ma Wei using martial arts to fight with Chenfeng, and she was even more shocked when she saw Ma Wei using a mid-level martial art.

"Don't, Brother Feng, don't fight, this is a mid-level martial art, you don't have spiritual power, you can't take it." ”

The little girl's words were full of worry, obviously afraid that the morning breeze would be injured.

"It's okay Ling'er, you go to the side. Chenfeng gave Li Qingling a reassuring look, and said in a deep voice: "Come on!"

"Don't!" Li Qingling exclaimed.

Chenfeng looked at the knife that Ma Wei had chopped over, clenched the long sword, and the noisy voices of the surrounding inner disciples discussing, as well as Li Qingling's worried exclamations, all disappeared in Chenfeng's ears.

At this time, Chenfeng's eyes only had the knife that Ma Wei had chopped over, as well as his own long sword.

Feeling the wonderful feeling at this time, Chenfeng was very shocked, and his mind kept flashing the moment when Ma Wei slashed over with Broken Yue again and again.

Morrowind seemed to understand something, but couldn't find that feeling.

With a flick of his wrist, he only felt that there was a force between heaven and earth, flowing through his body. The body that was tense just now because of the battle with Ma Wei was relaxed and comfortable.

Morrowind has always practiced the most basic moves of swordsmanship, stabbing, picking, splitting, slashing, etc.

At this time, the most basic sword moves that he had practiced had converged into a simple sword in his heart.

Moralwind raised his head, looked at the sword that had reached his eyes, and suddenly struck.

The long sword groaned softly, blessed by that strange power, piercing the air, and only a flash of white sword light was seen.

Ma Wei and Chenfeng's figures were staggered, and they passed in an instant. The two stood with their swords in their hands and their backs to each other.

"Click!"

Morrowind's long sword shattered a small piece again, and as soon as the cracking sound started, Morrowind suddenly spat blood from his mouth, turned his wrist, and stood on his sword half-kneeling on the ground.

"Brother Feng!" Li Qingling exclaimed, seeing that Chenfeng was injured and half-kneeling on the ground, he hurriedly ran over to help Chenfeng up.

Checking on Chenfeng's body with a worried face, looking at Li Qingling's worried look towards Chenfeng, the disciples were not envious. However, they are thinking about something else now.

What's the matter, is Senior Brother Ma winning?" all the inner disciples thought to themselves.

Seeing that the two of them did not speak, they were not as noisy and noisy as before, and they all looked at the two of them silently.

Of course, they were more staring at Ma Wei, because they had all seen that Chenfeng had vomited blood and fell to his knees.

However, they weren't sure, because Senior Brother Ma hadn't spoken yet. At this time, they were all anxious, whether they won or not won was to give a quasi-word, neither of them spoke, what is the situation!

"Ahem!" At this time, Ma Wei coughed softly.

Barely tugging at the corners of his mouth, he showed an extremely hard smile. Although his clothes were ragged and not a single part of it was complete, he straightened his collar.

Turning his head, looking at the morning breeze supported by Li Qingling, he spoke with difficulty.

"You, are you okay, this time it's a tie, right? I heard that you're about to break through the seventh order. ”

Ma Wei glanced at Li Qingling, who was full of anxiety, and said bitterly: "I will go and cultivate hard, and when you break through to the seventh order, we will fight again, okay?"

Chenfeng was supported by Li Qingling, half of his body was pressed against Li Qingling's delicate body, and the whole person was paralyzed.

He moved his mouth and replied with difficulty, "Okay... Okay!".

The hoarse voice made Li Qingling's heart ache again, and he gently stroked Chenfeng's back with his little hand.

Looking at Li Qingling's worried look at Chenfeng, there was a hint of envy in Ma Wei's eyes.

He turned around and left, his clothes ragged but fluttering in the wind, and a word with unwillingness reached the ears of the morning wind.

"That...... Be kind to your sister, don't let her suffer, or I won't be able to spare you!"