Chapter One Hundred and Three: Qingzhu Sword Qi
A silver flying sword roared and stuck on the corpse, Xiao Feng glanced at it, and his heart was more than right, if it wasn't for his quick reaction, he would already be a corpse at this time.
"Hmph, the reaction is pretty fast. At this moment, a man's voice sounded in the jungle, and the next moment, a figure flew out, and another sword came straight to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng's expression was gloomy, he didn't speak, his hand slapped the storage bag, and a flying sword shot out backwards, and one circled towards the flying sword that slashed at him.
"Dangdang. The two flying swords fought together, but Xiao Feng's eyes looked at the comer, and when he saw the comer clearly, his face became more and more gloomy.
This man was the same person he had given up hunting before, and now he turned around, clearly trying to give him a return pistol.
Thinking about it carefully, Xiao Feng was relieved, he had felt that this person was difficult before, and he acted cautiously.
Such a person's sense of crisis is naturally not weak, and it is reasonable that he can feel that the jungle is in danger.
And his appearance at this time can only be said to be full of scheming.
"Dao Xiu, since you have left, but you have come to die, it is no wonder that others. After Xiao Feng figured it out, his face returned to calm, stared at the comer, and said without joy or sadness.
"I have heard that the monks of the Immortal Palace are all wealthy, and I want to understand it in the morning, whether the Dao cultivation of the Immortal Palace is superior, or whether my Dao cultivation skills in the Four Domains are superior. The man said, his hands quickly pinched the law, and the desolate land under his feet seemed to have spring water, and life reappeared.
A green leaf broke through the soil and grew rapidly, and soon a green bamboo with a height of three feet appeared in front of the man.
Xiao Feng frowned, it was the first time he had seen such a spell, and he felt a little caught off guard, he didn't know what the magic of this green bamboo condensed by spells was, but Xiao Feng didn't dare to underestimate it, after all, it was a spell, and it looked like the level was not low.
Seeing that Xiao Feng didn't make a move, but had a solemn expression on his face, the corners of the man's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he said with a smug smile.
"This is a stunt of this sect, a thousand illusion sword duel, you can learn it. After speaking, the man raised his hand and pointed towards Xiao Feng.
The next moment, the green bamboo trembled slightly, and the verdant bamboo leaves fell one by one, and the bamboo leaves that seemed to have no roots and weakness fell into the air one after another, and then swarmed towards Xiao Feng.
At this moment, these bamboo leaves seemed to turn into sword blades, roaring, and attacking Xiao Feng with the sound of breaking the sky.
Xiao Feng's face changed, he was worthy of being a master selected by the Four Domains, and he was really extraordinary. This hand-controlled sword technique is no longer under the sword duel given by Zhang Caiyun, and it has no shortcomings.
Xiao Feng also discovered that these bamboo leaves were not magic weapons, but sword qi condensed by spells, so they were more convenient to control, and there were more of them than magic weapons.
Xiao Feng naturally wouldn't be restrained, and with a slam of the storage bag, three flying swords roared up, intertwined and attacked towards the bamboo leaves that shot at him.
More than a dozen bamboo leaves were destroyed by three flying swords, but the number of bamboo leaves did not decrease because of this, and the man kept controlling the green bamboo attacks, and the number was also increasing.
Almost the moment he handed over, Xiao Feng was defeated, although he controlled the three flying swords to resist the enemy, but his body was losing and retreating.
"This is sword cultivation, such a sharp method. Xiao Feng thought of shock in his heart.
The other party is just an artistic conception stage, and in this kind of cultivation, ordinary monks are only learning the lowest-level spells and ordinary sword arts. But the other party was able to comprehend such a sharp method, and the strength of the four domains once again refreshed Xiao Feng's cognition.
"What's the matter, this is the method of Asgard, it's too disappointing. Seeing Xiao Feng's defeat and retreat, the man couldn't help but mock.
His words fell into Xiao Feng's ears, but Xiao Feng didn't care, he knew that the other party was provoking him.
The most taboo thing for monks to fight with each other is to be impetuous, which will only give the enemy a chance to take advantage of.
"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is really exquisite, Xiao wants it. Although Xiao Feng knew that the other party was provoking him, he suddenly paused, no longer retreated, and a billowing demonic mist rose above his body, and his whole body was instantly covered with scale armor.
With a violent sound, Xiao Feng did not retreat but advanced, facing the bamboo leaf sword qi, and rushed towards the man.
Pieces of bamboo leaves brushed over Xiao Feng's body, cut off many strands of his hair, and slashed across his body, sparking sparks, and leaving Dao scars.
However, Xiao Feng didn't pay attention to it, his speed did not decrease but increased, and he rushed straight towards the man.
"Hmph, you think I don't know about your Dao and Demon Dual Cultivation. Seeing this, the man snorted coldly with disdain, his hands changed again, the green bamboo shook rapidly, and made a snapping sound, and the next moment a green bamboo that was three feet tall was broken into more than ten pieces under the shaking.
The bamboo cut was suspended in mid-air, and the fracture formed a sharp cone, roaring towards Xiao Feng.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng's face changed greatly, he couldn't imagine that a spell could be used like this, which also caught him off guard.
But Xiao Feng didn't have a backhand, he roared: "Shake the mountain shield." ”
A black shield was grabbed by him out of thin air and blocked in front of him, Xiao Feng was like a brave warrior, and pounced on the man with the shield.
"The best defensive magic weapon, worthy of being a monk of the Asgard Palace. The man was shocked, abandoned Qingzhu directly, and turned around to escape.
The best defensive magic weapon Shaking Mountain Shield is definitely not something that an ordinary artistic conception period monk can break, Xiao Feng has this shield, he is almost invincible, and the man has no confidence to break this shield.
He will be defeated after a long battle, so he might as well flee for his life.
"Hmph, I still want to leave now, don't you think it's too late. The spell lost the man's control, and the attack was obviously no longer sharp, Xiao Feng grabbed the gap, a flash of inspiration flashed under his feet, and his figure was also blurred, and when he reappeared the next moment, he was already in front of the man.
A big hand ruthlessly grabbed the man's neck, and when the man saw Xiao Feng's cold face that was close at hand, he exclaimed.
But Xiao Feng didn't give him a chance, his fingers were clasped, and his five fingers were directly inserted into the man's throat, and blood gurgled out.
The man stared at the dead fish-like eyes, with a desperate expression on his face, and blood gushing from his mouth, and struggled for a while, his head tilted, and he was completely out of breath.
Xiao Feng let go of his hand, and the man's body fell straight to the ground, and he also stumbled for a while, and fell to the ground unsteadily.
Xiao Feng, who was lying on the ground in a large zigzag shape, gasped twice, feeling dizzy, and his mana was seriously overdrawn.
Launching the Mountain Shaking Shield and Cloud Walking Shoes at the same time is really not what he can withstand now.