Now everyone's eyes are on Meng Hu and Zhu Xiaotian, who almost can't understand the battle at all. No one noticed that Tang Fei's body was now like a light and shadow, but it flickered when he sat in his seat, like a ghost, sometimes transparent, sometimes physical.

It's just that between the changes, the gap between the transformation of the virtual and the real disappeared too quickly, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all, not to mention that no one notices the changes in Tang Fei at all now, even Lan Cai'er and Wu Lei beside him, both of them are staring at the battle between Meng Hu and Zhu Xiaotian, for fear of missing something.

In his Divine Soul Shijie, Tang Fei was swinging his long sword at the two puppets in front of him. The first sword came out very quickly, and the long sword seemed to meet tofu, and it was easy to split the puppet completely, and even the split side was as smooth as a mirror.

The second sword, however, suddenly became very slow, and when it was slashed at the puppet, it did not use any energy and strength at all, and there was nothing left on the puppet, not a trace of scarring.

Tang Fei shook his head: "No! Fast and slow are not just fast and slow in a broad sense, if this is the case, then my sharp meaning is the 'fast' in it, but these are obviously not the magical 'fast' and 'slow' of Zhu Xiaotian and Meng Hu." ”

kept waving the long sword in his hand, slowly, Tang Fei's body turned from the original one to two, and then to four, eight more and more, each of them held a sword and slashed at a puppet in front of him, when the sword was out of the sword, it was either slow or fast, but as long as the puppet was cut, it would recover quickly, and the clone would continue to slash, and the cycle continued, never stopping.

At this moment in the arena, the battle between Zhu Xiaotian and Meng Hu was almost at a stalemate, no matter how weird and how many pieces Meng Hu's attack was. But he could no longer break through Zhu Xiaotian's defense, and Zhu Xiaotian seemed to feel a long-lost pressure, the sword speed became faster and faster, and he had completely adapted to Meng Hu's attack and became more comfortable.

Even the many monks watching the battle could feel the changes in Zhu Xiaotian at this moment, and the sword came out more and more casually. It became more and more handy, and by this time, most of the monks with good eyesight could already see that Zhu Xiaotian should have won this competition.

Meng Hu's attack could not be broken for a long time, but Zhu Xiaotian rose to the challenge, and his swordsmanship became more powerful than before.

"Click!"

Splitting the wooden figure in front of him again, Tang Fei also shook his head again. "My own attack is fast, but this is just an ordinary fast, and it can't do a fundamental change at all. ”

But he didn't give up, and finally there was an opportunity in his heart, which he would never give up, and each doppelganger was sitting in different attempts, hoping to find the door to a breakthrough.

In his Yuan Shen Shijie, I don't know how long it took, one of Tang Fei's clones suddenly slashed out a sword. The sword was fast, but it was heard halfway through. Then the sword that had stopped slashed down again, and the 'click' split the wooden figure in half.

"It's!"

Almost instantly, all the Tang Fei clones who were evolving the fast sword listened in unison, and all the long swords slashed down immediately, but this time the action was the action of slashing twice in a row, first a sword slashed into the puppet. But the blade of the sword stopped in the puppet's body, and then another sword was slashed along the same sword path, splitting the puppet apart.

The feeling of sudden realization exploded in Tang Fei's mind, and at this moment he realized that he had ignored one point when Zhu Xiaotian took out his sword, that is, every time his movements would bring out countless afterimages. And the movements of these afterimages are all slowed down by the previous action, like a punch, and the afterimage brought out is also repeating the action of punching.

Zhu Xiaotian's every sword was like this, originally Tang Fei thought that this was just a means to confuse people, but now it seems that it is not at all.

"If every sword of Zhu Xiaotian is actually the same sword countless times, then these afterimages have an explanation, this is the afterimage left in the space after it is almost to the extreme, then this kind of attack is a manifestation of his 'fast'. ”

Thinking of this, Tang Fei did not hesitate to take out the sword of all the clones who were evolving the fast sword, this time it was no longer simply two swords at a time, but more, three swords, four swords............ Fifteen swords and so on, almost every one of them was trying, and even unconsciously, there was already an indoctrination of sharpness on those long swords.

Since sharpness is also a kind of 'fast', Tang Fei believes that the two can learn from each other.

Time is passing little by little, and the time flow speed of the Yuan Shen Shijie is not the same as the outside world, and it can even be a hundred times different, but this is too much to consume the power of the Yuan Shen, and fortunately, he has the Red Sky Mirror, and he can use the Haotian God Light Source to continuously restore the power of the Yuan Shen, otherwise he is afraid that he will be sucked dry.

Tang Fei's gaze had completely withdrawn from the two of them, and for him, it was no longer necessary to look at it at this moment, they all said that the layman looked at the excitement, and the insider looked at the doorway. But there is also a distinction between high and low insiders, even if Tang Fei has seen the doorway of the two now, he can't go deep into it at all, this is the difference between cultivation and depth.

He had now found an opportunity, an opportunity to break through in kendo again.

Tang Fei's kendo cultivation is very good, but it is only very good in one aspect, and it can even be said to be very strong. But he really didn't have a lot of battles, and the opponents he had encountered before were all opponents of the first-class ranger Shijie, so there was a big problem.

This one problem is that the first type of ranger shijie is completely a mapping of civilization information, and the fighting methods and magic weapons of all of them are actually imagined by some Chinese authors, or borrowed from myths and legends, so that they are much worse than the fighting methods of real cultivators in the cultivation realm.

And Tang Fei came all the way, but the number of times he really fought with the monks of the cultivation realm was only once in the ancient battlefield of the Central Plains, and that time there were no monks who were too powerful to come forward, they couldn't represent the public at all. This is also why Tang Fei's kendo was invincible when dealing with the previous ranger Shijie monks, but after arriving at the Hanhai Cultivation Realm, he found that there were many loopholes.

At this point, he is like a dry sponge, taking every opportunity to absorb the water around him and strengthen himself.

In his Mud Pill Palace, the original burning primordial fire was undergoing a strange change. The extremely black circle around the fire of the primordial god is constantly compatible with the fire of the primordial god at this moment, and the aperture is the embodiment of Tang Fei's Yin Dao sword intent, and at this moment it begins to merge with the fire of the primordial god, which is a sign that the sword path cultivation is about to break through.

In order for the monk to recover quickly after a battle, every viewing hall is filled with a strange energy, which seems to be configured by aura and various elixirs, which can quickly heal injuries and restore the lost true element very quickly.

"Phew! zuihou still you won. It's a pity that I've been practicing penance for more than a hundred years......"

After only about half an hour, Meng Hu's almost inaudible attack finally stopped, and his body appeared in a blank space far away from Zhu Xiaotian, with a trace of unconcealable exhaustion on his face, and said leisurely.

Regarding Meng Hu's admission of defeat, Zhu Xiaotian nodded, with a smile: "This "Liancheng Sword Duel" is really powerful, if I hadn't comprehended the Ten Thousand Swords Style one step ahead of you, I'm afraid I would have lost, fortunately, you didn't cultivate this sword duel to the Great Perfection, otherwise...... I'm going to go home and farm for the first sword cultivator in the world. ”

"You said it earlier, I tried my best to win against you, so that I could see how sassy and heroic you were when you farmed. Meng Hu smiled, and then directly admitted defeat and left.

Watching Meng Hu leave, Zhu Xiaotian then accepted the reward for winning and then left the arena.

"I don't understand, I really don't understand, what is going on between Zhu Xiaotian and Meng Hu? Why did Meng Hu admit defeat?"

"I can't figure it out, right? That's right! You have only just left the cultivation in the early stage, if you understand, how can you make Zhu Xiaotian and Meng Hu embarrassed? But it can be seen that although Zhu Xiaotian was injured at the beginning, the title of the world's number one sword cultivator is not a joke. ”

"No matter what, today I am an eye-opener, but in the future, I will work harder to cultivate, even if I can't reach that point one day, I can't go too far!"

At the end of the battle, there were discussions in the various viewing halls again, and Tang Fei's ears directly sounded a few cheers, there is no doubt that these people are some of the people who look at the Taishang Wuji Sect unpleasantly, after all, although Meng Hu is famous, there will still be some people who hold grudges, and it is inevitable that Meng Hu will be happy if he loses at this moment.

Wu Lei took a deep breath, and the golden light in his eyes immediately flickered and flew out of his eyes, turning into a crystal stone again, but at this moment, the crystal stone kept flashing one after another, and it was already a record of Meng Hu's battle with Zhu Xiaotian.

When he turned around and was about to speak to Tang Fei, Wu Lei's face was slightly stunned, only to see that Tang Fei's eyes had been slightly closed at this moment, and the breath on his body looked extremely mysterious, and when he was a little confused, Tang Fei's eyes suddenly opened.

"Woo Woo ......"

The two golden black lights flashed in Tang Fei's eyes, and at the same time, the bland face was full of ecstasy, and without saying anything, Tang Fei suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed his right hand together, and stabbed slightly in front of him.

This stab didn't seem to be fast, but after a finger stabbed out, a full six afterimages suddenly appeared on Tang Fei's right hand, and each afterimage still maintained the same action as the stabbing just now.

Wu Lei's gaze was originally on Tang Fei's body, but when he saw this scene, his eyes suddenly widened, his body trembled, and he let out a low shout: "Ten Thousand Swords Style?" (to be continued......