Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Little War Is Nameless

The voice of the adjudicating monk continued, and when it did not completely fall, the anonymous person in front of him suddenly flashed with a void. It turned out to be a trail in front of everyone's eyes!

Sui Feng frowned slightly, and was taken aback, this nameless person would actually disappear into the void! I didn't dare to hold it up, and immediately the Tai Chi in the dantian rotated, and the spiritual sense was fully opened. In the eyes of the wind, the whole world seemed to slow down instantly, and the viewer's mouth grew huge, but the sound had not yet reached his ears. Anonymous's figure suddenly became much clearer.

Only then did he understand that the so-called void concealment he had only obtained its form but not its god. It's a bit like a trick. Although there is still a point or two of ambiguity in terms of the perception of the wind, it is no longer a threat.

With a slight touch under his feet, the figure fluttered, and he took a small half step back. A flash of sword flashed, and a short blade slashed through where Sui Feng had just stood.

There was another exclamation from the audience, and the movements with the wind were obviously very gentle, not fast at all, and how did they dodge this elusive knife as fast as lightning?

Anonymous's eyes were full of surprise and doubt, he had never met an opponent since he had practiced this ninjutsu. Unexpectedly, he was so gently avoided by the wind, which is simply incredible, and the cries of the audience are even more harsh to him.

Another flash of sword light, but it only started before it came to an abrupt end. I don't know when, the Heavenly Cloud Sword that followed the wind had already been raised, standing up on his chest, blocking the short blade from the void. At that moment, I don't know if it was because of the collision of gold and iron or because of the contact of true qi, it seemed to be shining with sparks.

Dingdingding...... There was another series of sounds, and then a few more swords came out with the wind, stopping every move of the Anonymous Clan's secrets.

"Hum-" A sword groan, like thunder, the sound of churning and rolling far away. All the spectators in the audience were shocked, that sound was like a thunderstorm falling from the sky, and it was unimaginable that it would be the sound of a sword chanting.

This style did not dare to be careless with the wind, and used the Zhenzi sword technique. This system is derived from the thunder method, taking the artistic conception of heavenly thunder to yang to rigidity into the sword moves, which can be described as indestructible and indestructible.

Everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see for themselves what kind of power such a sword move would have.

As soon as the cloud sword came out with the wind, it swept across the void, as if there would be nothing in front of him, and his move was destined to fail. But Suifeng's face was still as calm as water, neither panicked nor changed his tricks. The wrist flipped, as if adding a little more force. Ding-dong-two crisp weapons intersecting.

Then, a figure was shaken out of the void and landed in the ring.

It's just that he doesn't have the same scenery as when he came to power just now, and the cloak that covers his head has somehow become tattered and mutilated, revealing his bald head, and his hair is also very strange, some gray, some dark. It looks like it's cratered, it's ugly and scary, and it's a bit like a monster.

However, the face hidden in his cloak was white and pure, but there were several scars of different depths and shades, which looked a little scary.

Sui Feng didn't expect that this anonymous person who could escape into the void and sneak silently would be so weak. It's just that a sword with a slight internal force from him shook out of the void, and it seemed that he was still injured a lot.

Anonymous coughed lightly, raised his head with some difficulty, and looked at Suifeng with hatred. Hoarse: "You were able to force me out of invisibility, it's really amazing." But that's not my real strength......" zuihou dragged on for a long time, and then, suddenly, in an instant, he exerted his strength and slapped his palm on the ring. ...,

The Qilin Terrace, which symbolizes the Chinese side in the center, is made of brick and stone, which can be described as extremely strong. was slapped by Anonymous's palm and trembled slightly, even the masonry couldn't withstand such force, I was afraid that there would be a slight crack.

With the force of this palm's counterattack, Anonymous's body spiraled up. A few tossed and flipped towards the wind. When the man was in the air, the short blade was already in his hand, and a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, as if something was flying towards the wind. When he got closer, he realized that the short blade in his hand actually had a chain inside that connected the blade to the hilt, so that it could expand and contract freely.

At such a distance, it was so fast and unexpected. In the eyes of the anonymous man, Sui Feng is already a corpse at this moment.

Sui Feng didn't seem to see the blade coming straight at the door in front of him, nor did he see the corners of Anonymous's mouth curling into a smile. It seems that he is stunned like this, and when the blade reaches his eyes, he does not dodge. The Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand seemed to flash a light, and after a moment of contact, everyone didn't see anything clearly, only heard a dull loud sound, not like a symphony of gold and iron, but like two boulders colliding.

Not even Mars, perhaps because the moment was too fast. It may be a beautiful firework that is once in a moment, but it has disappeared into mid-air before it can be caught by the human eye.

The tremendous momentum of the mechanism in the knife and the strength of the original anonymous body are combined, and the power of this knife can be described as extremely powerful. With the wind, he greeted him with the Sky Cong Cloud Sword, and although he successfully unloaded his strength to the side, he was still shocked and painful. With a flick of the long sword, he looked coldly at the anonymous man who was in mid-air.

"This can't be ......" Anonymous only had time to say these four words in a silent voice, and then fell heavily on the ring.

Sui Feng sneered and said, "Do you only have these means, then don't blame me for being unkind." ”

A little under the wind, the whole body rose in the air, and the clothes fluttered, like an immortal from the void. The Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand seemed to be alive, the sword body was glowing with colorful light, and the shadows of the clouds and the sky were constantly alternating in the sword body, and everyone stared blankly at the voice in mid-air, speechless. Such a posture is really too unconventional.

With the wind in the air two feet staggered, is the "Teng" word in the magic step. One step stepped in front of Anonymous's eyes, and the Tiancong Cloud Sword slashed down vertically, without unnecessary changes. It's just a simple slash, but this slash, in the eyes of Anonymous, is like three thousand red dust upside down, nine days of the sun and moon retrograde, a sword is like a vast ocean, from which countless stars, suns and moons are born. He was crushed in the ring by this invisible momentum, and he couldn't move at all.

And all the spectators in the audience are curious, this sword is not fast, and Weishenme Anonymous does not dodge?

Until the long sword pressed in front of Anonymous's eyes, there was a "click", and countless cracks appeared in the masonry pressed under Anonymous's body, and it turned out that the ring built of this masonry was completely cracked. No one can make a sound, and if it can have such an effect with momentum alone, how powerful will this sword be?

The anonymous clan in the field was full of bitterness in his heart, he knew that Suifeng was so powerful, and he also learned from that Ida Bingwei to admit defeat directly, so that now he is secretly exposed, which can be said to be ruined.

His whole body was like being pressed by the whole mountain, not to mention moving, and even breathing was a little difficult. He barely raised his hands to cover his chest, revealing the two short blades he held between them.

The long sword slashed through without a sound. Sui Feng's eyes were flat, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the anonymous man lying on the ground, and did not speak. Anonymous watched blankly as a thin crack appeared on the short blade in his hand little by little, and finally broke into two with a "snap". ...,

Just now, it was a sword that could push mountains and shake the sea and deter the world, but when the sword was closed, it was like a spring breeze and rain, leaving no trace. The strong contrast between the front and back momentum alone made Anonymous feel like he wanted to vomit blood.

"You weishenme don't kill me. Anonymous smiled miserably, threw away the useless shortblade in his hand, and stared down at the wind path that looked down at him.

"I'm going to kill you, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong to compete on the same stage. Well, you take the initiative to admit defeat. The wind moved away from the tip of the sword pointed at him, and whispered softly.

At the signal of the wind, Anonymous slowly stood up. "Okay, I'll throw in the towel. As he spoke, he turned away.

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Sui Feng put the long sword in his hand into the scabbard again.

As soon as Sui Feng returned the sword to the sheath, the anonymous man in front of him suddenly turned around suddenly, and a handful of green poisonous sand in his hand was scattered all over his face.

These poisonous sands came too quickly and too quickly, and there was no way to avoid them. And with a strong fishy smell, I am afraid that it is highly toxic, and once the skin is broken, there will be unpredictable consequences. With the wind, the iron cloth shirt is miraculous, and there is an invisible protective qi all over the body. These poisonous sands do not contain much internal force, and it is impossible to break them. Even if he stood still, it wouldn't hurt him.

But Sui Feng didn't want to reveal the secret, so he raised his right arm and covered his face with his sleeve. I made a defensive appearance, and stood like this for a long time. Until all the poisonous sand has dispersed, the wind has not taken off the sleeve covering his face.

Looking at Sui Feng standing motionless on the spot, Anonymous burst into a shocking laugh, "No matter how good your martial arts are, won't you still be defeated by my men?" haha, I won! What if you are better than me, why don't you know what means to use It doesn't matter, the key is to win?"

His face was already covered with scars, and he laughed so maniacally, he looked terrible.

"Despicable!" "Shameless, this person is the scum of our martial arts!" The people in the audience saw that they were motionless with the wind, and they saw that Anonymous was so crazy, and they all thought that they were following his path with the wind, and they couldn't help but curse one after another. For a while, the audience was full of emotions, and those who originally supported Anonymous were also despised by his behavior.

"Have you laughed enough?" Drifting away from his right arm and gently dusting off the fine sand sticking to his sleeve.

This sound sounded like thunder in the ears of the nameless man, and the three souls were frightened out of two and a half, pointing at the wind, and even speaking incoherently, "How are you, how can you ......"

Sui Feng smiled slightly, "I thought you were so powerful that you would be a respectable opponent." It's because I haven't taken the lead all along, but now it seems that there is no need for this courtesy. ”

His words continued, but the whole person was gone. As if turning into a breeze gently blowing through Anonymous, when he reappeared, he was already standing on the edge of the ring, and he had just finished speaking.

Everyone didn't know what was going on. Sui Feng didn't answer, jumped lightly, and walked towards the ring.

At this moment, the two ribs and shoulders of the Anonymous Clan behind him shook violently, and four pillars of blood gushed out!