Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1260
Chapter 190 Seven

Just now, the pointing point was on the upper side of the dark young man's chest, and now the position hurts like being pierced, and every breath is like walking into the lake in cold winter, carefully.

"Jumping Clown!"

Wu Hao looked at him mockingly, his whole aura changed completely, cold and arrogant.A golden fire lotus sprouted between his fingers, spinning, opening and closing, beautiful and dangerous.

Seeing Wu Hao's eyes, Lin Fenghuo felt angry.A cloud of white steam rose from his body. When he looked carefully, he saw the flame-colored true essence attached to the surface of his body like a cloak, and then the true essence slowly penetrated into the skin and merged into the blood vessels, making the blood vessels around him Let the light come on.Bright red veins appeared on his face and arms, making him look like a god of death.

This move that Lin Fenghuo used was precisely the unique skill that earned him the fame of "Flame Blade" - Flowing Blade Fenghuo!
The swarthy young man slashed at Wu Hao.This knife is extremely fast, even if Wu Hao has a body technique far superior to his, he can't dodge this knife.

The flame in the hands of the young man in red was born and extinguished, changing without direction. With a flick of his finger, the fire lotus quickly split a petal and met Lin Fenghuo's knife head-on.

boom!
The petals burst open under the Green Fire Knife, and the powerful air waves with fiery temperature blew the two people's clothes tightly against their bodies, while the loose parts were violently thrown away behind them.

As for Lin Fenghuo, he was also blocked by the pressure from the strong gas explosion.

Wu Hao hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, and the fire lotus in front of him separated three more petals and attacked Lin Fenghuo.

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Zhao Feng and Qingzhu once again found the right time, and attacked Ouyang Huanxi from left to right.

Zhao Feng's move "Tan Shui Playing with Canglan" looks ordinary on the surface, no different from a child's sword dance.But the strength of this move is that it is like stretching out a hand into a pond to play in the water. It can infiltrate its own internal force into the opponent's body, and then draw the true energy in the opponent's body, disrupt the opponent's skills, and cause damage to the opponent. Serious internal injuries.

At the same time, he noticed that Qingzhu's move was a sword technique that took into account both assault and defense breaking, "Sword Qingming Xuan Thorn".And although Qingzhu's hand is a short stick, the emerald green aura flowing on it has a certain lethality even in the face of a strong hero.

But the purpose of the two of them's pincer attack is not to hit with one hit, but to limit Ouyang Huanxi's position.

Sure enough, Ouyang Huanxi, who was standing on the roof, was playing his flute, and it seemed that he had no intention of going head-to-head.I saw him pretending to dodge backwards first, and then rushed forward quickly.

Zhao Feng smiled when he saw this, changed his moves, and chased after Ouyang Huanxi.Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to catch up with the opponent, but when Ouyang Huanxi had just rushed a foot and a foot, a figure suddenly rushed out from under the eaves.

The person who appeared suddenly, as if he had calculated that Ouyang Huanxi would take this route, he pointed his finger on his chest decisively, passed by, and immediately hid in the dark.This person who appeared quickly and then disappeared in an instant was the poisonous bee who had been hiding in the dark.

At the same time that the poisonous bee succeeded in attacking, Zhao Feng and Qing Zhu, who had originally changed their direction, also just arrived at this moment.

Qingzhu's short stick continuously hit the opponent, breaking through the opponent's defense first.Then Zhao Feng's long knife followed closely, just touched the corner of the opponent's clothes, then turned and retreated together with Qingzhu.

And just after they retreated, a sword light lit up in Ouyang Huanxi's hands!
With a strong sound wave and a sharp edge, this sword light fell on the place where the two of them had just stood, directly cutting off the entire roof.

"This guy actually uses a sword?" Zhao Feng asked in surprise.

He looked at Ouyang Huanxi in the field, and saw that he was holding a big half of the flute in his left hand and the other half in his right hand, and a long and narrow rapier protruded from the front end of the small flute.

Ouyang Huanxi used his internal force to forcefully seal his wound, raised his chest, and said to the three of them: "Maybe you don't understand. Playing the flute is just my hobby, and using a sword is my way of killing enemies. "

The sudden change made the three of Qingzhu feel nervous.

"It's actually a flute sword." Qingzhu said.

At the same time, on the seventh floor of the teahouse, the man in Tsing Yi also noticed this scene, but said: "Sure enough."

Then he heard the voice transmission of the poisonous bee: "Han Song, can we leave? If we don't leave, the hero will be in a hurry, and we will all have to stay here today."

Yes, this man in Tsing Yi is Han Song.In the previous battle, it was he who had been predicting Ouyang Huanxi's position, mobilizing Qingzhu, Poisonous Bee, and Zhao Feng to attack the opponent.I have to admit that his command is effective, if only the other three fight separately, it is impossible to delay until now.

Hearing what the poisonous bee said, Han Song replied with a spirit: "We have already entered the game. When we retreat, it is also when the opponent closes the net. Instead of facing all their cards at the end, it is better to go before they close the net. Destroy a few for them first."

Zhao Feng also heard their conversation, his eyes fell into memory, and then hung a trace of sternness and firmness, and the hand holding the long knife couldn't help but exert a little more force.

He will never forget the last time he saw Zhao Yuntian, and he will never forget his enemy—the elder of Luo Yunzong's inner sect, Zhou Yuanyi.

Now is not the time for revenge, his strength is still completely unable to compete with his enemies.So today he has been restraining himself, not letting himself think about these things.But Han Song's words reminded him of his own hatred.

If he could take this opportunity to bleed Luo Yunzong, he would be happy to participate.

Thinking in this way, Zhao Feng slowly circled Ouyang Huanxi, waiting for Han Song's instructions at any time.

I saw Ouyang Huanxi clenched the flute and sword in his hand, and quickly swung a few sword flowers in the air.Some specific lines were engraved on the body of the long and narrow rapier, and several holes were also opened according to certain rules.This caused the flute sword to make several sharp and crisp sounds when it cut through the air.

And when these several sounds are connected together, it sounds like the beauty of music, as if it is the reappearance of the flute that just disappeared.

"The third of the five tunes for scattered souls - recalling past dreams!"

At the same time, Zhao Feng also heard Han Song's instructions: "This is a move to quickly change positions. Qingzhu and Zhao Feng gathered together and listened closely to my instructions."

Ouyang Huanxi danced the flute and sword in his hand, cutting the surrounding air gracefully, and played a sad and grand tune.

(End of this chapter)