Feng Xiaotong's soft sword hung low, his clothes were windless, and he looked like a master, but his smile made Yue Mochen so disliked, arrogant, cold and vicious.

"Next time, remember to bring your eyes when you go out, not everyone is something you can offend. ”

After speaking, Feng Xiaotong put away his sneer, moved his feet, and his body flew forward like a phantom!

And the soft sword in his hand, under his wielding, was so fast that he couldn't even see the shadow, only the increasingly powerful sword intent and the occasional leaking sword light.

At this moment, Yue Mochen didn't care about anything else, kicked his left foot, and the whole person flew out, with a shake of his right wrist, the single-edged sword turned into a brilliant cold light and stabbed out!

With a sword! to a sword!

Through his own sword net, Feng Xiaotong saw a scene that made his heart palpitate: Yue Mochen's right hand holding the sword was swinging the long sword at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and countless sword lights intertwined into an impenetrable sword net, and later, Feng Xiaotong couldn't even see where Yue Mochen's sword was!

The speed of each sword is very slow, so slow that it seems that it has never moved, firmly fixed in place, but each sword is very fast, so fast that countless sword lights flash in the blink of an eye.

It's obviously very close, but it gives people the illusion that it's still far away.

Even Feng Xiaotong, who was in the battle situation, was a little stunned for a while, and with a flick of the soft sword, he poked straight out, wanting to capture the dark and cold sword blade.

Yue Mochen remained silent, all his mind was immersed in his sword moves, he inadvertently entered a mysterious state, and the other side of this state may be the sword intent he longed for!

Although it was done subconsciously, the power was extraordinary, and Yue Mochen instinctively shot his sword towards the oncoming Feng Xiaotong!

At this time, Feng Xiaotong had already come back to his senses, although he couldn't catch Yue Mochen's actions, but he found that Yue Mochen's mind was already immersed in the way of the sword, and he didn't cling to the battle.

Zhang Haoran smiled coldly, his body stretched, his feet did not pause, his body swept towards Yue Mochen like a swimming dragon, and on the way to the person, the soft sword wrapped in the white air flow slashed out, pulled up a gorgeous light tail, and looked at it suddenly, as if the tip of the sword was leading a blue flying dragon, blasting towards Yue Mochen, who was already close in front of him!

You Long roared out with an incomparably sharp aura, and where he passed, there were bursts of air explosions in the air, Yue Mochen only felt that he was locked by an ancient beast one by one, and a sense of deadly danger surged, and he quickly recovered from the perception of the way of the sword!

"Feng Xiaotong, don't think that you will use a sword!!" Yue Mochen let out a low snort, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and a sword broke through the air!

It seems to be slow, it seems to be fast, it seems to be virtual, it seems to be real.

There is no sound of air explosion, and there is no violent momentum, just such a bland sword, but it seems to contain ten thousand paths!

When Feng Xiaotong saw it, his heart sank! With his attainments in the way of the sword, he could naturally see the extraordinaryness of Yue Mochen's sword! So, he secretly increased the strength in his hand.

"Boom!!"

The two swords handed over, and the sword qi scattered from the Dao Dao was destroying the surrounding debris, and then these already broken debris became even more incomplete, turning into fragments and splashing in all directions.

At the same time, the two warring sides also flew back upside down, spitting out a small mouthful of blood in the air.

The next moment, the two of them fell at the same time at both ends of the hall on the first floor, looking at each other from afar, although both of them had already straightened their figures, but Yue Mochen's feet couldn't stop trembling, of course, not because of fear, but excitement!

Sword Intent!!In the sword just now, Yue Mochen actually sent out a sword intent!

Although it was just a fluke, he succeeded in taking this step in a daze, but he knew that the most difficult thing to comprehend the sword intent was this small step, as long as he passed this time, he would master the sword intent sooner or later!

"You ......"

Feng Xiaotong's eyes were full of unbelievable looks, and his eyes were fixed on Yue Mochen opposite, as if the young man in front of him was not a human, but a monster.

"That's right, this is the sword intent, haha!"

Yue Mochen couldn't help but laugh excitedly in his heart, he knew that with the other party's attainment in swordsmanship, he must have seen it!

"No wonder you have the confidence to fight against me, it turns out that you have already comprehended the sword intent! You are indeed a genius, if it were a few years later, I really couldn't be your opponent, but now, ...... Hehe......"

When Feng Xiaotong said this, he didn't continue, but smiled confidently, as if he was cheering himself up.

"No, you misunderstood, I didn't comprehend it before I stepped into this place, or rather, when you released that thousand insects crawling, I didn't comprehend the sword intent, even if it was just a trace, I can find that the sword just now is your credit. ”

Yue Mochen did not hesitate to put the credit on Feng Xiaotong's head, but it only made the latter's face gloomy.

"You mean, it's because I used sword intent on you just now, so you learned it!?"

"Yes, otherwise, why do you think I should thank you?" Yue Mochen said with a smile that he thought was sweet.

Feng Xiaotong's face changed again: he had already comprehended the sword intent before he was forty years old, and he was already known as a genius among geniuses, even if it was the Dugu family, which was famous for his sword, there were not many people who could do this, but how old was the young man in front of him!?

Talented?

If he's a genius, what am I?

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotong couldn't help but feel a strong sense of frustration in his heart, looking at the smiling young man in front of him, he gave birth to an unprecedented negative feeling, which is called jealousy.

Although the young man in front of him had calm eyes and extremely rich combat experience, his voice revealed his true age, and he would definitely not exceed eighteen years old, eighteen years old could fight with a powerhouse at the peak of his hundred tribulations, and he also comprehended the sword intent in his own sword!?

But himself, when he was eighteen years old, was just a little martial artist at the middle level of the heaven-level, and he didn't count as a fart in the big world!

Even if he had been compared with the most dazzling geniuses in the Kanshui area by his own people many times, he had never had this kind of affection today, because he knew that even if he was compared with them, even if he was slightly inferior, it was not far behind, but compared with the young man in front of him, he was like a sparrow wanting to fight with the divine bird, which was extremely ridiculous!

"I have to say, you're in luck. ”

The strong unwillingness turned into anger, and the jealousy quickly occupied his mind like a tide, and he took out a simple and chic jade pendant from his waist, and said in a strange manner: "However, it can also be said that it is extremely unlucky!

Yue Mochen didn't hear his words clearly, and his eyes looked straight at the jade pendant in Feng Xiaotong's hand......