Chapter 101: The strength of the ninth order of Ning Dan
At this time, I only heard Feng Bowei ask: "Tian Daoyou came to Humen this time, I don't know what the purpose is?"
Tian Xu said truthfully: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that there are only two Ning Dan monks in Humen, Hu Dawei and Ling Tianlei, and now they are dead and seriously injured, and the purpose of my coming here is self-evident, I am here to harvest the fruits of the battle with Humen." Now that Mr. Feng is here, it seems that I am kicking the iron plate. ”
Unexpectedly, Feng Bowei said: "My senior brother Tiger acts flamboyantly, relying on his own strength is not weak, and he has made countless enemies outside. The old man advised him many times, but he didn't listen to it, and now he really caused this trouble to the mountain. However, since the old man is a member of the Tiger Gate, he can't ignore the killing of the head of his family, and he can't say it, he will be offended today. In his tone, he did not shy away from the mistakes of his sect.
Tian Xu stretched out his left hand, and a thin knife appeared in his hand, he held the thin knife in his hand, and said to Feng Bowei: "Okay." In the next day, I will learn Mr. Feng's tricks. ”
Feng Bowei clasped his hands together, slowly parted to the sides, and a tiger fork gradually appeared in his hand like magic, shouting: "Humen disciple, withdraw a hundred meters away!"
The disciples of the Tiger Sect who were pouring into this courtyard from everywhere, after hearing Feng Bowei's order, did not hesitate at all, lifted up Ling Tianlei, who was seriously injured, and withdrew from the courtyard one after another, leaving only Feng Bowei and Tian Xu. They understood what Feng Bowei meant, Feng Bowei and Tian Xu fought in the Ning Dan realm, if he launched a big move similar to "Mighty Eight Directions", these disciples might not be able to resist at all, only a trace of residual power was enough to put down a large number of their Qi Gathering Realm disciples.
Since Ning Dan, Tian Xu has successively fought against high-level masters in Ning Dan such as Xiangxin Monk, Hu Dawei and Mo Men Yu Wuming, and he is not worried about facing high-level opponents like Feng Bowei. However, after fighting with this Feng Bowei for a few moves, he couldn't help but secretly complain.
This Feng Bowei's style of play is somewhat similar to Hu Dawei, he almost didn't use magic at all, just unfolded the tiger fork in his hand, and fought hard with Tian Xu with a knife and a gun. Every time Tian Xu's knife attacked, Feng Bowei stood up with a tiger fork and connected it hard, his skills were profound, and the aura on a tiger fork was dense, like substance. Tian Xu's fluttering thin knife was against his heavy tiger fork, and he couldn't take advantage of it at all. The sword wind emitted by the thin knife was directly ignored by Feng Bowei, and under the sweep of the aura on the tiger fork, the sword wind was shattered almost instantly, and it was completely unable to play a role.
Tian Xu relied on the brisk of the thin knife to accelerate the change of moves, but Feng Bowei's tiger fork did not follow the change, but according to Feng Bowei's own rhythm, attacking one by one, if he couldn't keep up with Tian Xu's speed, he put on a posture of ending up together, forcing Tian Xu to change his moves. After just a few moves, Tian Xu was disrupted by Feng Bowei and was completely at a disadvantage.
Tian Xu was helpless, and wanted to distance himself from Feng Bowei and use long-distance spells to fight, but Feng Bowei was still unmoved, just swung the tiger fork to smash the attack he sent, and then stepped up to pursue, making Tian Xu's offensive completely ineffective. Feng Bowei's playing style is extremely steady, not revealing the slightest flaw, his realm is much higher than Tian Xu, and his aura is not weaker than him, Tian Xu doesn't want to fight with him, and there is no way to take this old man for a while.
Tian Xu successively tried methods such as the spatial change of hands of thin knives, the combination of flying knives with attacks, and directional shock sneak attacks, but they were unable to break through Feng Bowei's tiger fork momentum. Later, he was forced to be in a hurry, and he swung a thin knife and fought hard with the tiger fork. The thin knife suffered a little in weight, and this knife failed to split the tiger fork, and was shocked by Feng Bowei's aura, and it was a little unstable for a while.
Tian Xu was anxious, put away the thin knife, took out a hook-headed firewood knife from the space, and fought hard with Feng Bowei's tiger fork several times. The aura of the two is about the same, but Tian Xu's realm is far behind after all, and his understanding of aura is not as good as Feng Bowei's, and it seems that he will suffer after a few collisions, and finally the chai knife was touched by the tiger fork, and the opponent's aura changed, and his chai knife flew out.
Just when Tian Xu took out a machete to meet the enemy again, a scolding voice of Yin Yang Ding suddenly sounded in his mind: "Tian Xu, you stupid person, what are you fighting with him?
At this moment, the machete in Tian Xu's hand was hit by the tiger fork again, but his heart suddenly became clear, and the main points of the three knives flowed through his heart. The thin knife appeared in his hand again, and naturally followed the momentum of Feng Bowei's blow, slashing out diagonally, pointing directly at the opponent's armpit.
This knife happened to be stuck when Feng Bowei's old force had passed away and the new force was not born, the so-called "criticizing the big man, guiding the big man", attacking the enemy's weakness, attacking the enemy had to be saved.
Since Feng Bowei began to fight Tian Xu, he has been firmly controlling the situation of the battle with his steady offensive. Tian Xu, with the realm of the first order of Ning Dan, was able to fight with him head-on, which had already surprised him, and this knife was like a stroke of genius, directly interrupting his attack.
Feng Bowei had no choice but to take a step back, avoiding the threat of Tian Xu's knife, and swept out with a flick of the tiger fork.
However, he didn't expect that Tian Xu's knife was like a maggot attached to the bone, biting the flaw of his move, and with him taking a step back, he pressed straight over, forcing him to sweep only half of the fork, and before he could exert his strength, he changed direction and smashed it towards Tian Xu's thin knife.
However, Tian Xu's thin knife only slightly changed direction, and changed to the right elbow of the tiger fork that was waved at him, and he couldn't smash this fork, so Feng Bowei had to change his move again, and sealed the thin knife with both hands with a tiger fork.
Tian Xu's thin knife naturally turned again and cut off the wrist of his right hand. At this time, his tiger fork had been forced into a dead end, and it was difficult to change his moves, otherwise his right hand would be cut off by this knife. Feng Bowei had no choice but to let go of the tiger fork, and his hands shrank sharply, avoiding the cut of Tian Xu's thin knife. Rao gave up extremely decisively, and a cut was still made on his wrist.
After throwing away the tiger fork, Feng Bowei jumped backwards, and when his body was still in the air, he spat out a ball of light from his mouth. His hands were in the shape of tiger claws, and with a blow on the ball of light, the ball of light the size of a goose egg flew towards Tian Xu.
Tian Xu had already prepared, and the "Great Transformation of the Living Person" that had already been secretly condensed was launched instantly, cutting the flying light cluster, and with a "bang", the light cluster exploded, Tian Xu and Feng Bowei were pushed by the momentum of the explosion, and flew out after both directions, landing several feet away from each other.
When the light burst open, Tian Xu felt a spiritual oppression follow. This kind of mental oppression is different from the mental attack that made Hu Dawei slow to react when he issued the "Mighty Eight Directions", but it was a positive momentum oppression, which made people unable to rise to the idea of resisting.