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Or a kind of desperate momentum.

This momentum is not to seek death, but to live towards death.

The flying fire does not move, the sword does not move, and the sword energy does not move.

The atmosphere froze a little for a moment.

Spitfire was not frustrated by the failed sword, but calmed down and thought about how to perform the next move.

The young man understood that if it was just a half-hung sword, it would be meaningless, and his swordsmanship had not yet reached the point where he could use many false moves to cover up the real moves.

What's more, the so-called killing moves don't exist here at all.

Feihuo was gathering his energy and thinking at the same time, he didn't have extraordinary talent, but he just relied on some tricks to get through a difficult situation.

But the trial in front of us is absolutely unstoppable.

Even hurting Wei Yan in the slightest is a very difficult thing.

The brilliance of Wei Yan's true qi illuminated the side face of Feihuo.

Spitfire was cold, calm, and silent.

"The foundation of the so-called swordsmanship is the unity of mind and mind, the sword moves at will, and it can naturally be invincible!" Wei Yan saw Feihuo's serious appearance, and still said: "When the sword is in your hand, it is not a weapon, but yourself!"

"The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead!"

Spitfire calmed his mind incomparably, he had a quality that could think, he could imagine some moves that had never been done before.

Although he had never tried it, it didn't mean that he wouldn't use them.

If he could use it freely, he might also be a master in the world.

Unfortunately, not.

In his mind, a flash of inspiration struck.

It is the "Spitfire" from another plane, the dream that comes from the tragic end.

Originally, it was a person, perhaps, in some ways, it was all a thought.

Xiaomeng has long surpassed the realm of the human world, has been promoted to the heavenly realm, and has a godhead.

However, Xiaomeng couldn't change his tragic fate, and was willing to bet all his cultivation in exchange for a different ending.

Spitfire's thoughts, the "reason" in the heart. It was also inspired by Xiaomeng.

"The dream of the past, Dan Xiao's heart!"

It's about Xiaomeng, but these words, in Feihuo's heart, have a different power.

As if there was some magical power, Spitfire's mind slowly moved closer to the person who was desperate to save him.

"Boy, you've stopped for so long, are you ready to admit defeat?" Wei Yan saw that Feihuo was motionless, although Feihuo's momentum seemed to be increasing little by little, but in Wei Yan's opinion, it was still extremely weak.

If it is a real battle, Spitfire will not have a chance to stay at all.

Spitfire didn't answer, and he wasn't affected by Wei Yan.

It is precisely because it is a trial that we can think about things that we would never have considered before.

"If Xiaomeng is me, then where does his power come from?"

Spitfire recalls Xiaomeng's every move, Xiaomeng's posture, and the way of luck.

These have been completely different from him.

Xiaomeng is not Spitfire, but it used to be Spitfire.

No one knows what kind of training is needed to make Spitfire as powerful as Xiaomeng.

Only one thing is certain, it won't happen overnight.

"As long as one move, I only need one move, only one move that can touch Wei Yan!"

Spitfire's heart was growling, he was searching for answers.

Although this is also opportunistic, it is undoubtedly the best way to enhance your strength.

"The big dream dawns, and the sword is born from the heart!"

A voice responds to Spitfire.

That voice didn't come from somewhere else, but from Spitfire's heart.

He had seen and seen the moves, but in the long years, he had forgotten them.

"Illusory Dawn Dream Sword!"

In Spitfire's mind, a flash flashed through the form of the sword.

That sword

It was very clear, as if it had been lurking in her mind.

His body does not move, his mind does not move, his posture does not move.

However, it is not the same as before.

Spitfire's figure suddenly flashed, and countless clones appeared, each of which was actually the same posture.

When Wei Yan saw this scene, he actually nodded.

Because he felt the momentum in the Flying Fire Sword Move.

Each clone is not a phantom, but an afterimage that has not yet dissipated after the true qi has gathered because of high-speed movement.

That is, every sword is an entity, and every sword is enough to kill the enemy.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Spitfire's body is prominent, with his sword on his shoulder, pointing straight ahead, and his movements are steady and unchanged.

How much control is needed to use this sword, Wei Yan doesn't know, but Wei Yan knows that behind all powerful swordsmanship, there must be a strong heart.

Feihuo rushed towards Wei Yan, and that sword transformed into countless swords, making people overwhelmed.

But Wei Yan didn't move.

"Good swordsmanship, but it doesn't mean it's useful!"

Wei Yan smiled coldly, although Feihuo's move was powerful, it could even be said to have exceeded Wei Yan's expectations.

But Wei Yan didn't think so, because this swordsmanship, for the same reason, couldn't hurt him.

"Okay, you're so serious, I'll be serious too!"

Wei Yan actually drew his sword directly to meet him, "Boy, for the sake of you working so hard, I will use my strength to overwhelm you!"

I saw Wei Yan pull out the giant sword, hold the sword in his backhand, and swing out a huge sword qi horizontally.

The power of that sword qi is amazing, and fighting head-on is tantamount to asking for a dead end.

As a means of auxiliary attack, sword qi naturally cannot be compared to a real blade, but here in Wei Yan, sword qi is also a weapon for killing.

The lack of blood is exactly what Wei Yan's horror is.

Feihuo saw that sword qi swinging over, his move had not yet been completed, but Wei Yan had already made the first move.

Wei Yan did not abide by the agreement to let Spitfire make a hundred moves, but directly prepared to fight against Spitfire.

"Only when the strength is equal can you be reasonable!"

Wei Yan taught Spitfire another lesson, and then watched coldly how Spitfire responded.

Spitfire's sword moves are not only transfiguration on the ground, but also like countless figures moving around.

This requires a very strong body technique, and Spitfire is the only one that is best at the body technique.

But this move is not only fancy, but also contains hidden killing moves in this sword move.

"Lord Night, since you are so interested, then, please take my sword!"

No one could see how fast the Spitfire's body had become, and it had doubled the range of the transformed body.

And easily avoided Wei Yan's sword qi.

For a while, it seemed that there were countless flying fires, attacking Wei Yan with swords together.

"Yes, it's a pity that it's a small skill of carving insects!"

Wei Yan still stood in place, raising the giant sword again with one hand.