Shui Hanfeng didn't say a word, he didn't move, even his eyes were tightly closed, neither admitting defeat nor answering his words.

"Hey, do you have to put the dagger around your neck?" Phil muttered and walked over, although the dark restraint could not last, but in the battle of strength that was not much different, a momentary flaw was enough to distinguish the winner from the loser.

"Hey, where is your sword?" Phil suddenly found that Shui Hanfeng's hand was empty, and the big sword borrowed from Yun Hao was gone, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart, flashing to the side at an extremely fast speed.

The sword light brushed his figure, it was a sword, a self-attacking sword, which was floating quietly in the air at the moment, pointing at Phil.

"Oh, the sun is bright, what the hell is alive?" Phil wiped his eyes in disbelief, it was indeed just a sword, and he didn't hold it. It was the same sword that almost pierced him in half.

"Lost sword skills, sword control skills. Yun Hao said lightly.

Wen Qin nodded and said, "Yes, according to legend, it was created by a disabled genius, but this sword technique has an Achilles' heel. ”

"If it's not detected, it's not a weakness. Yun Hao watched with some amusement as Phil was chased by a sword and jumped around.

"It's time to tell the winner, I can't imagine that his sword control skills have become so proficient. Wen Qin clearly felt the aura of Ling Li coming from the sword body, after this move, if he couldn't defeat Phil, then his weakness would be completely exposed.

"Well, after sending this move, even if he doesn't have a weakness, he won't be able to fight anymore. Yun Hao nodded in agreement, sword control is actually to control the surrounding wind elements with a super-concentrated spirit, and let the elements control weapons, of course, this is not to say that only people with wind physique can use it, there were people who reached the realm of directly controlling weapons with their minds back then.

As for the weakness, it is actually obvious, but Phil didn't notice it, Shui Hanfeng must not move and say a word since he was restrained, just because he can't be disturbed now, otherwise as soon as his spirit is scattered, the sword control technique will not be broken. Moreover, this kind of trick is extremely mentally draining, and Shui Hanfeng may not be able to support it for a long time.

"Huhu, have you stopped?" Phil looked at the big sword in front of him in shock, and the sharp sword aura made his heart burst out, what is this stop?

"The sun you god of light, the young master curses your whole family's ass to bloom. Phil jumped up and dodged quickly. Countless sword lights flashed behind him, chasing him like a shadow.

"***, there's nowhere to escape. Phil stood on the edge of the ring with a pale face, with no way forward, and there were pursuers behind him. What should I do? Admit defeat? Bah! He's not a beauty, so why let the young master admit defeat, I still don't believe it, and let a sword be given to * to such a point.

"Come on, the young master will fight with you. Phil turned around, the two daggers in his hands flashed with a flash, and they met the sword net, although the speed of the assassin was not slow, but the strength was worse after all, and he blocked for an unknown number of times, and Phil's hands were about to lose consciousness.

Ten thousand swords pierced. The people under the ring only saw that Phil's speed suddenly slowed down, and then he was directly hit by the sword net, and the victory was already divided.

"It's a shame, it's just a little bit short. Yun Hao shook his head regretfully.

In the ring, Phil was not squeezed to pieces as he saw, at this moment he was standing behind Shui Hanfeng, and the dagger was on his neck. At the moment of a thousand equals, he repeated his old trick, consuming half of his magic power to use the shadow clone technique, and letting the clone take the sword instead of himself, but the real body quietly touched Shui Hanfeng's back.

"You won. Shui Hanfeng suddenly opened his eyes and glanced back at him, his body fell down with a strong unwillingness in his eyes.

"Hey, it's none of my business, I haven't touched him. Phil was startled, thinking he was dead, so he quickly jumped to the side and tried desperately to explain.

"Rest assured, he's just too tired and asleep. Yun Hao jumped into the ring, picked up his big sword, and then hugged Shui Hanfeng.

"Sleepy, I'm a typhoid madman, you can sleep, why are your eyes so wide, the young master still thinks you're dead." Phil relaxed for a moment, and collapsed on the stage as if he had collapsed, not even hearing the referee announce his victory.

This time it was really an eye-opener, I could see so many lost sword skills, it seems that those hidden families couldn't help but set foot in the Silver Moon Continent, if there were no two major sects in it, maybe there would be a phenomenon of a hundred schools of thought competing for glory. Wen Qin's mood became heavier and heavier, and his intuition told him that the war was not far from breaking out.

At the end of the day's competition, in the evening of this day, Yun Hao, Shui Hanfeng and others were dining in the player's special restaurant, Phil's figure appeared out of nowhere, patted Shui Hanfeng on the shoulder from behind, and said loudly: "Typhoid madman, have you woken up?"

Poof! Shui Hanfeng had just swallowed half of the soup and squirted out, but fortunately, Yun Hao on the opposite side flashed quickly.

"I said, Brother Holy Son, don't you know that people will be scared to death? Also, don't give me a nickname, okay?" Shui Hanfeng smiled bitterly and slapped his hand away.

"Cut, are you qualified to say this? I almost didn't scare the young master to death today, and this chicken was confiscated as compensation. Phil glanced at him with disdain, snatched the whole roast chicken in front of him, and opened his mouth to nibble.

"Hey, can't you be a gentleman? I won't buy it myself? It's a shame that you're still a holy son, so you have to pay attention to your identity. Yun Hao looked at it speechlessly, this guy didn't use his knife and fork, and the dignified holy son actually played the five-clawed golden dragon in public.

"Identity is useless, can it be eaten as food? Well, one is not enough, you can call a few more, young master, I am poor." Phil was talking as he ate, a little slurred.

"It's okay, the old man invited you for this meal, you are very much like the old man and a little friend. Wen Qin laughed, this Dark Saint Son was simply a copy of Kenshin.

"Old man, who are you, who is the young master like, is he as handsome as me?" Phil wiped the oil from his mouth, and after nibbling the whole chicken, he stared at the cake in front of Yun Hao.

"Hehe, the tone of your voice is exactly the same as him, no big or small, his name is Kenshin, you should have heard of it. Wen Qin stroked his gray beard, Phil's arrogant personality reminded him of that bastard.

"Is it the blood-stained sword heart of the Imperial City?" Jiang Zhan'er didn't know when he appeared in the restaurant, he was originally walking towards another empty table with a bowl of rice, and when he heard Wen Qin's words, he couldn't help but turn around and walk towards them.

"Hello beauty, just eating white rice is not nutritious, I have cake here, uh, I haven't eaten it. Phil's eyes lit up and he handed over the cake he had just snatched.

"No, I just eat. Jiang Zhan'er replied lightly, and said to Wen Qin: "Earth God of War, should you give me an explanation?"

"Dead old man, what did you do to him?" Phil glared at him. At the end, he suddenly reacted, "I, the god of war of the earth, are you the old ghost Di who loves to pretend to be cool? I often hear that dead old man mention you." ”

Wen Qin's old face trembled, and he held back his anger and asked, "Who are you listening to? Who is that dead old man?"

Phil shook his head and said: "Who else, isn't it the dark pope who fooled this handsome guy about being the son of the Holy Son, it seems to be called "drugging" I can't remember, he said that you are a lot older, and you still love to be in the limelight, and you are not ashamed." ”

Yun Hao couldn't hold back any longer, laughed loudly, and touched his nose depressedly by Shui Hanfeng next to him: "It seems that I, a typhoid person, is not the worst, at least better than the medicine." ”

"It's Kowater, right? What kind of medicine, I can't imagine it, that rumored Kenshin is just like you?" Jiang Zhan'er drank a glass of water in a panic, and swallowed the rice stuck in his throat with great difficulty.

Wenqin volcano erupted and shouted: "When you go back, tell the old man to wash his neck and wait for me to cut it." ”

"Okay, wrap it on the young master, by the way, cut two more knives, he is sunny, he dares to fool this young master, saying that the identity of the Holy Son has been worshiped by thousands of people, and since he came to the Snow Light Empire, he has not had a good life. Phil recalls the unequal treatment he received in the Snow Light Empire, and he is indignant.

"Haha, he didn't fool you, in the Qiantang Empire, you are indeed worshipped, but the Xueguang Empire is the base of the Bright Sect, aren't you a mouse in the cat's nest, a fool will worship you, laugh at me to death." Yun Hao lay on the table, his shoulders twitching.

"If that's the case, such an important thing, the dead old man actually hid it from me and didn't smoke him when he went back. Phil suddenly realized.

At this time, Jiang Zhan'er asked Wen Qin's path: "Senior God of War, I don't know why you stopped me from killing Samu yesterday?" Qinglei Pavilion and the Bright Sect Court, the rumors in the outside world don't seem to be friendly. ”

Wen Qin snorted coldly: "Not to mention being unfriendly, if you are not afraid of the impact of the imperial city, if you are not afraid that the impact will be too great, the old man will have to leave that damn Sabo if he says anything that day." It's just a little girl, don't you notice the current situation on the mainland? If you kill Samu, it will only give the Bright Church a reason to go to war. ”

"So what? Could it be that the seniors were afraid of the war of the Bright Sect?" Jiang Zhan'er disagreed.

"Nonsense, how can the old man be afraid of him? The old man doesn't want a genius like you to end up like Kenshin's kid. Wen Qin sighed: "Pay attention to your identity, do you think they will allow you to live in the world?"

"I see, in fact, after I used that trick to draw my sword, I didn't think about hiding my identity anymore, and the Bright Sect wanted to kill me, but it wasn't that easy. Jiang Zhan'er smiled confidently.

"Alas, young people always don't know the height of the sky, the old man admits that you are very strong, but how do you think you compare to Kenshin? He broke the battle shield with his empty fists and broke the armor with bare feet, do you think you can do it? That is the peak of the War Emperor, and the armor you wear is all legendary, even if you use the sword drawing technique, you may not be able to break it with one blow, right? Do you have the confidence to draw the two Great War Emperors with your own strength?"