The sword is left by the old man Chapter 68 Phil, the Son of Darkness

Is it a trick to change the environment?Yun Hao dispelled the idea of casting the secret sword, and watched Phil's figure melt into the darkness, carefully guarded.

After a slight sound was heard by himself, Yun Hao didn't want to swing his sword and stab back. Just listening to the sound of "dang", Phil's figure disappeared in a flash.

"The reaction is quite fast, but next time I won't be so lucky, I forgot to tell you that this young master is not only a Spirit Venerable, but also a Thorn Venerable. ”

Phil's voice came from the darkness, and in a single sentence it changed seven directions.

No wonder he has such a fast speed, this is the second genius of the Demon Martial Dual Cultivation after Kenshin. Yun Hao woke up his spirit, in the case of not being good for himself, a little distraction would give the other party a chance.

It was pitch black in the ring, but there was a lot of noise under the ring, and except for a limited number of strong people, no one else could see the real battle situation.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes .... Yun Hao, who had been standing still, turned around, and the big sword slashed down to the right. "Boom!" Phil's figure emerged from the darkness. Before he had time to think about how to expose his location, Yun Hao's secret sword had been unfolded endlessly.

Qiang Qiang Qiang. After dozens of blocks, Phil had been * retreated to the edge of the ring, and when there was no way to retreat, his figure disappeared silently again.

"Shadowmanship? This isn't a stunt that ordinary assassins can use, but it's a pity you've found the wrong opponent this time. Yun Hao smiled confidently, his figure flashed again and again, every time he flashed, he could accurately find Phil's location, and when he was put into a dead end, the secret sword duel shot again.

"Shadow Clone. Phil carelessly missed the opportunity, so that he fell into an extremely passive situation, and was forced to use half of his mana to use the doppelganger technique to escape the sword net.

The shadow clone technique is actually to create a shadow with half of the magic power to take the move instead of yourself, but the real body takes the opportunity to get out of the attack range. Only this time, Phil still didn't get rid of Yun Hao's attack, and the figure had just stood still, and the cold big sword was firmly against his throat.

"It's... How is that possible? How do you know where I am?" Phil looked incredulous, he lost, but at least let him lose clearly.

"If you fight me with all your might, I'm really not sure that I will win, but you are too careless, and the dark canopy may be useful to others, but I am an exception. Yun Hao opened his right hand, and a violent wind surged out, blowing away the black mist at once.

"This—you were just pretending to be affected in order to paralyze me?" Phil finally understood that he had indeed lost this time, by the marginal enemy.

"Yes, no matter how you hide your figure, your actions will inevitably drive the wind, and I am the wind myself, so I can feel the slightest change in the wind element in the air. And don't you notice? Your dark canopy doesn't seem to be complete. Yun Hao pointed to Phil's feet, and under the sunlight, there was an extremely faint shadow.

"Nikko, my grandmother, the god of light and the sun and light. Alright, take your sword away, and don't ruin the image of this handsome guy. Phil cursed hatefully, attributing the reason for his defeat to the Lord God of Light far away in the Heavenly Realm.

"Alright then, handsome man, concede. Yun Hao tried his best to hold back a laugh, although this guy is from the dark camp, his personality seems to be very straightforward.

The second battle ended, the first place was Jiang Zhan'er, the second place was Yun Hao, because Shui Hanfeng had no opponent, so he had a temporary bye, ranking third, Samu fourth, and Phil fifth.

In the next day's competition, Shui Hanfeng had already fought against Yun Hao, so there was no need to challenge him again, and Jiang Zhan'er's sword drawing technique, he was confident that he couldn't cope with it, so he could only wait for Samu and Phil to challenge him depressedly.

Samu has been treated by light magic, and has returned to his best state. The battle with Jiang Zhan'er was regarded as a great shame by him, and now he is like an angry lion, as soon as he comes to power, he will launch a fierce attack on Shui Hanfeng.

The strength is not at the same level, and there is no weapon in hand, Shui Hanfeng was shot out of the ring by a sword after holding on for more than ten minutes, and retreated to fourth place. [Brother reads]

And Phil had a battle with Yunhao, and he couldn't challenge again according to the regulations, so he could only choose Jiang Zhan'er, who ranked first.

"Hey, beauty, yesterday's battle was really exciting, thank you for helping me repair that "stupid wood" Look at this unlucky child, what a broken name, young master, I already saw that he was not pleasing to the eye. Phil didn't wear a cloak this time, and smiled at Jiang Zhan'er with what he thought was the most charming.

Jiang Zhan'er was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, isn't this stupid wood just a shepherd. At the moment, I was amused to "sneer" a chuckle, like the spring sun melting snow, a hundred flowers blooming, and the smile in an instant made the audience fall for it, but it was only for a moment, and it soon returned to the original coldness.

"O goddess. I must have been subjected to the god of decay yesterday, why did I end up on that stupid tree?" a member of the audience thumped his chest.

"It's like, this damn unlucky kid lost my savings for a whole decade. Another member of the audience nodded repeatedly.

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Samu stared at Phil coldly, his face became more and more ugly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. With a cold snort, he walked back to the lounge, and he could only embarrass himself if he stayed, and it didn't matter to him whether he watched the battle or not.

"Beware, I'm coming. As the referee began, Phil rushed out of the dark canopy and hid his figure.

"Ding" The subtle sound of gold and iron hitting sounded, and Jiang Zhan'er stood still quietly, the long sword in his hand pointed back obliquely. Phil showed his figure five meters away, his face was suspicious, and asked, "You are also a wind system?"

"I'm not, but your trick doesn't work for me either. "Jiang Zhan'er is indeed not a wind system, she only relies on superhuman combat instincts.

Isn't it? Could it be that the sun is the fault of his god of light? Phil looked at his feet, there was no shadow, it was a cloudy day today, so how did she see through her whereabouts?

Unable to think of the result, Phil tried again without giving up, still unable to get close to the other party, and suddenly said deflatedly: "Broken tricks, what else do you say about the secret that has been lost for n years, it is better than the young master's own shadow escape technique." ”

What a strange guy. Jiang Zhan'er didn't take credit, and looked at him with interest.

"Be careful, young master, I'm going to use real kung fu. Phil waved his hand to disperse the black mist, and his body brought up an afterimage, and the two daggers in his hands flashed with a faint blue light, attacking Jiang Zhan'er.

Although the speed is fast, it is far inferior to Jiang Zhan'er, and the strength is far worse, from the beginning to the present, Jiang Zhan'er has not even moved his footsteps once, blocked hundreds of times, and finally couldn't help asking: "This is just an ordinary assassin move, as a dark saint son, why don't you use dark sword moves or magic?"

"The Holy Son of Fart, I just thought the name was good, but I was fooled by the old man, and I dared to use such a useless trick to pit the young master, and when I went back, I wouldn't pick up his old skin. Phil shouted indignantly.

"In that case, you might as well throw in the towel. Jiang Zhan'er originally wanted to learn the tricks of the Dark Sect, but seeing that he refused to use it, he didn't want to entangle it anymore, so he swung his long sword and began to turn defense into offense.

"Stop, I admit defeat, can't I admit defeat? The sun is bright, it's really been an evil in the past two days, and it's been dark all the way. Phil only blocked a few swords, and then felt a tingle in the tiger's mouth, and quickly opened his mouth to admit defeat, so as not to embarrass himself.

After the battle, Jiang Zhan'er naturally maintained the top position, and then Phil played against Shui Hanfeng in the afternoon.

"Then who, a handsome guy with typhoid fever or stroke, you should find a sword to take advantage of, even if the young master defeats you, he has nothing to be proud of. "Phil just lost a game, and he still doesn't change his ruffian nature.

I'm sweating, what typhoid fever stroke, doesn't this kid have half a good word in his mouth? Shui Hanfeng couldn't cry or laugh.

"Use mine. Yun Hao threw his long sword over, feeling a little sorry for him in his heart, he defeated him in the first game because he had the advantage of weapons, and he was beaten helplessly because he had no weapons in the second game, this time, I hope he can show his strengths and have a good time.

"Thank you. Shui Hanfeng cast a grateful glance at him, and gently pulled a sword flower, the weight was about the same as his original sword, just right.

"Okay, are there thousands of girls waiting for the young master to perform, don't procrastinate, let the horses come." Phil patted his chest arrogantly.

This guy may be more pleasing to the eye with that cloak, why didn't he find out his rogue nature before? Yun Hao looked at Phil speechlessly, and his indifferent tone made people unable to get angry.

Seeing that Phil was about to cast the so-called dark canopy again, Shui Hanfeng waved his great sword a few times, and in an instant, the wind was fierce, and the black fog that had just emerged was blown out of the clouds.

"I protested, I asked that the game be changed to evening. Phil yelled at the referee in dissatisfaction.

"The protest is invalid, the time has been announced before the competition, it cannot be changed, and anyone who participates is deemed to have automatically agreed to the participation agreement. The referee refused.

"My father, the god of sun and light, how good it is to have some dark clouds, I have to go against the young master. Phil muttered in a low voice, holding two black energy balls in his hands, and threw them towards Shui Hanfeng.

Knowing that this trick was useless to me, what did he want to do? Shui Hanfeng slapped the energy ball away with a sword, and as he expected, a large cloud of black mist appeared again, and when he was about to blow it away, he suddenly realized that he had lost Phil's figure in front of him.

What a fast speed, Huh??Shui Hanfeng was surprised to find that the black mist gushing out of the energy ball was actually stationary, and it did not spread around, and the fierce wind could not blow it away.

Shui Hanfeng withdrew for the first time, preparing to get out of the range of the black fog, when Phil's voice suddenly came from behind him: "I only want to retreat now, it's too late, dark binding!"

With a bang, two clouds of black mist rolled towards Shui Hanfeng's body, binding his hands and feet respectively.

"You lose, handsome typhoid guy. Phil figured himself up and raised the dagger in his hand.