Ling Feng raised a sword and tried to stab the other party, and the flying sword rushed forward again, only one foot short of stabbing Mo Xiaobai's body.

Although the flying sword was still one foot away from piercing into Mo Xiaobai's body, it was almost about to pierce into his body from a distance, and the people on the scene exclaimed. Everyone knows that the hat in front of Mo Xiaobai is a defensive magic weapon, at the beginning, Ling Feng's flying sword encountered resistance three feet away, indicating that the defense of the hat has worked, and the fighting methods of both sides are all in personal cultivation, it stands to reason that Ling Feng is a third-level cultivation in the spiritual void period, Mo Xiaobai is one level lower, and generally speaking, his magic weapon can't stop Ling Feng's flying sword.

What does this mean? It shows that Ling Feng did not use all his strength, and it is a tentative attack.

Probably Ling Feng figured out the details of Mo Xiaobai and increased the intensity of his attack, causing the flying sword to rush forward again, which also showed that Mo Xiaobai's defense could not resist Ling Feng's attack, which was one level higher than him.

It's over, the bear kids are going to be bad!

Although the people watching the battle from the field sympathized with Mo Xiaobai, they also hated that iron could not become steel, you did nothing, standing there like a puppet waiting for others to slaughter and resent, if you attacked each other with Ling Feng or used a flying sword to stop the other party, Ling Feng didn't care about mobilizing all his strength to attack, he at least scattered some forces to defend.

Now it's okay, Mo Xiaobai has done nothing, of course Ling Feng has no scruples, and concentrates on controlling the flying sword to kill you.

At the moment when Ling Feng's flying sword rushed forward, everyone's hearts were cold, and they couldn't even bear to see Mo Xiaobai's sword fall to the ground.

At this time, Mo Xiaobai himself was also desperate, the three-foot sword that exuded green glow was about to pierce his body, could he not be afraid? The more he was afraid, the more stiff the muscles of his body became, and it was useless to think that he would make a difference, and the whole thing was a knife man!

Although it was an instantaneous thing, Mo Xiaobai thought a lot in his mind, Lao Tzu was only fourteen years old, why was he so unlucky, he got lost and came to this broken place, okay, he can't go back anyway, it's not bad to be able to cultivate immortals, at least he can live forever.

Ringgit's, where is this immortality, it's completely a killing field to die at any time!

Who is Ling Feng? Lao Tzu didn't know whether it was good or not, and he didn't provoke him, why did he trouble me, and somehow made a duel, Lao Tzu had never fought at all when he was fourteen years old, let alone fighting.

It's over, about fourteen years old is a hurdle for me, step over, Daddy, ancestors and ancestors, Xiaobai can't stand you, the Mo family is going to die......

Just when Mo Xiaobai was in despair, the hat hanging on Mo Xiaobai's chest suddenly burst out with golden light, and the hat defense array solidified the qi layer and exerted force outward, pushing Ling Feng's flying sword to change its trajectory and fly away from Mo Xiaobai's shoulder.

At the critical moment, the flying sword went astray, and everyone who watched this scene was stunned, and concluded that Mo Xiaobai would definitely be splashed with blood on the spot, and the result did not happen, causing many people's brains to go down.

Unexpected, beyond everyone's expectations!

No one thought that Mo Xiaobai still had this hand, or that Ling Feng controlled the flying sword by himself and went astray.

After all, everyone is a bystander, and what percentage of Ling Feng's cultivation is used for others doesn't know, whether it is three percent or fifty percent, or ten percent of cultivation, I'm afraid only Ling Feng himself knows in his heart. Ling Feng's blow was futile, indicating that he didn't use all his strength and was blocked by Mo Xiaobai's defensive array.

Well, that's all it can say.

However, after Mo Xiaobai froze for a moment, he was awake and immediately realized that the defense on his body seemed to be very reliable, when the flying sword approached, a dense layer of air condensed around the hat, and when the flying sword forcibly broke through, this air layer was pushed out in a ball shape, causing the flying sword to change the direction of flight.

In other words, the defense changes according to the strength of the other party, and even adapts, Mo Xiaobai was confused, he injected the defensive formation, but it was not the case at all, there was absolutely no trick to eject the flying sword sideways in the formation.

Mo Xiaobai, who was originally afraid, suddenly came to his senses, and the fear in his heart disappeared, but he was a little confused in his heart.

Wori, the hat defense turned out to be a powerful fortress?

Since there is such a defense, Lao Tzu is still afraid of a fart!

Mo Xiaobai straightened up his small chest and shouted in his heart: Ma Lage fart, it's just that if you don't fight back after being beaten, it's not a man, Ling Feng is a fart, Lao Tzu wants to fight back!

The flying sword drew a circle and returned to Ling Feng's hand, this guy was also a little confused, Mo Xiaobai's defense seemed to be good, and he actually blocked Lao Tzu's killing blow.

Okay, count yourself lucky, this time attack his belly and open a window for you.

The flying sword rose again, this time the target was Mo Xiaobai's stomach, and the flying sword went straight to the target with a "whoosh".

The strong defense made Mo Xiaobai's mind stable, and he thought, anyway, Lao Tzu has a strong defense, and he can't die, Lao Tzu doesn't have to care about Ling Feng's flying sword at all, just fight back.

Hehe, you hit yours and I beat mine, Lao Tzu's flying sword is not vegetarian.

Mo Xiaobai directly ignored Ling Feng's flying sword attack, sacrificed the sword technique, and the originally trembling golden sword stabilized, completely different from other cultivators, his golden sword did not entangle the opponent's flying sword, and stabbed Ling Feng's chest with a "whoosh" regardless of it.

A very strange pair, Ling Feng's flying sword struck first and Mo Xiaobai struck later, the two flying swords staggered and flew towards the target, Ling Feng's flying sword was already flying halfway to Mo Xiaobai's flying sword before making a move.

Hey, mom, Mo Xiaobai'er is fat, this is a suicide attack!

Anyway, Mo Xiaobai was no longer stupidly waiting for death, at least he began to fight back, and the people watching the game on the field finally breathed a sigh of relief and praised Mo Xiaobai.

Ling Feng's flying sword stabbed into Mo Xiaobai's small stomach, which was also the edge of the hat, at least Ling Feng thought that the defense here was weak, and its purpose was to bleed Mo Xiaobai, after all, the rules were limited, otherwise he would choose to remove one of Mo Xiaobai's legs.

On Mo Xiaobai's side, there were no restrictions, and the flying sword hit Ling Feng's chest directly. This is not to say how wise Mo Xiaobai is, he didn't think much about it at all, and subconsciously thought that the large chest area was easy to hit.

Ling Feng was defenseless against Mo Xiaobai, and was concentrating on controlling the flying sword to break through Mo Xiaobai's defense, when he suddenly found that Mo Xiaobai was attacking him, and the flying sword was approaching, and he was a little flustered, not knowing whether to withdraw the flying sword defense or mobilize other magic weapons to resist.

Ling Feng thought that Mo Xiaobai would still be stupid, even if he was sober, he would be busy dodging the flying sword, where would he have thought that Mo Xiaobai would suddenly make a killing move.

The two sides fought between the two sides, who was unlucky, and at this time, it was too late to transfer back the flying sword or use the magic weapon to block it, and suddenly Ling Feng's mind was confused and he lost the opportunity, and watched the golden sword stab into his body with a "poof".

Seeing the flying sword stabbed on his right chest, and the blood arrow spurted out more than three feet, Ling Feng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that this was true.

It was useless to believe that it was useless, and Ling Feng fell to the ground on his back.

I'll it!" exclaimed on and off the stage.