Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 89 The first and last

Chapter 89 The first and the last

Swish!
Yejian Hanxing instantly appeared on Yi Xifeng's right hand.

"Turn the willow with the wind!" He snorted softly, and Xing Laowu's condensed black sword light also came.

As soon as Shiji touched the blade of the Han Xingjian, Xing Laowu felt the force that he had encountered before.

Daomang also shifted to the opponent's right side a little bit, "Humph! Didn't your master tell you, don't use the same move twice on the same person?" Xing Laowu growled in a hoarse voice.

With this low roar, his originally condensed sword glow seemed to be alive, extending out countless black tentacles, and strands of black inner strength continued to wrap around Yi Xifeng's Han Xing sword.

The momentum that had been tearing the sword light to one side and deflected to one side was also taken aback.

Bang!
Yi Xifeng was forced to take the knife, fortunately, his own physical strength was strong, and he controlled Ye Jianhanxing without rebounding, but his slender figure was still blasted several meters away.

Xing Laowu took advantage of the situation and attacked without giving him any chance to breathe.

"Bafang Sword Curtain!" Yi Xifeng knelt on one knee on the ground, holding the Han Xing Sword in one hand, and whispered.

In just a split second, 120 white sword shadows shot out from the Hanxing Sword, surrounding him within a three-foot radius.

Xing Lao Wu was castrated without abatement, he slashed with a knife, and took the white and clean young man who was half-squatting on the ground!

Yi Xifeng stared at the black sword light gradually approaching him, 120 sword shadows around him, always revolving around him at high speed.

Xing Laowu's sword light effortlessly broke through the outermost layer of the Bafang Sword Curtain, stabbing the young man all the way like a broken bamboo.

Looking at the sword light that was slashed by several sword shadows, still castrated, the man tutted and smiled: "Little baby, you are still too young, the idea is too simple. With a few sword shadows, I want to block your fifth master. Knife? Hmph, take your life!"

After all, Xing Laowu no longer hides his strength, and runs the Heaven-Eating Continuing Jue with all his strength, and those small black tentacles just now appeared above the sword light again.

What Xing Laowu didn't notice was that the white sword shadows that intercepted the sword light, as they got closer and closer to Yi Xifeng, the sword shadows became denser and faster.

Yi Xifeng raised Yejian Hanxing's right hand, still holding the sword hilt stably. The originally dark sword body now lit up like stars.More and more sword shadows gushed out from the blade and merged into the Bafang Sword Curtain of Baijing Youth!

Two feet!Xing Laowu's sword glow was already less than two feet away from the young man, and Yi Xifeng could even see the other party's scarlet eyes.

Xing Laowu felt the resistance from the blade at this moment, and couldn't help frowning slightly.The tentacles that were dancing and fluttering unscrupulously on the sword awns were also submerged in the storm-like sword shadows.And the blade that was like a broken bamboo slowly slowed down the speed of the thrust.

A red light flashed in the eyes of Lao Wu Xing Forest, and the other left hand, which was not holding the knife, also pressed against the bottom of the knife handle, strenuously stabbed forward, and said in a deep voice: "Ming Dao - sigh!"

I saw a red awn along the straight ridge of the knife, shooting directly towards Yi Xifeng's eyebrows.At the same time, the black tentacles that danced around on the knife awns also condensed in an instant, making the knife awn on the original knife tip stretched by more than a foot.

This red glow is not an inner strength sword glow, but more like a dazzling beam of light, and the surrounding sword curtain can't stop it at all!Before Yi Xifeng could react, the red glow was printed on his forehead, and the boy's clear eyes instantly became confused.

In an instant, the Bafang Sword Curtain, which was spinning rapidly around Yi Xifeng's body, suddenly became scattered.His Hanxing blade also dimmed.

A trace of cruelty appeared on the corner of Xing Laowu's mouth, and the straight knife swept a distance of two meters in an instant, slashing straight at the opponent's neck.

One zhang, five feet, three feet... When it was less than one chi away from the boy's neck, Yi Xifeng finally recovered from the dazed state.

A trace of suspicion flickered from Xing Laowu's eyes, and then his killing intent was even more intense!
This son must not stay!Xing Laowu secretly made up his mind.

The sharp sword light made Yi Xifeng's hair stand on end, his back was instantly wet with cold sweat, the Han Xing Sword turned into an afterimage, and he returned to the sword to block.

Ding!
puff!
The sword light slashed heavily on an afterimage. Although Yejian Hanxing blocked the sword light this time, it was unable to resist the huge force from the blade. Yi Xifeng was cut by the rebounding Han Xing sword on his left arm, and the blood was filled with blood. Instantly dyed half of his body red!
Yi Xifeng exchanged injuries for his life, blocking this dangerous and dangerous knife.With the help of the opponent's slashing power, he quickly left the battle circle.

"Mental attack? I'm still being careless..." The young white man muttered, ignoring the bleeding left arm.

"Yin-yang-level exercises are originally yang-type exercises to deny the flesh, and yin-type exercises to deny the soul. It's not surprising that there are methods of attacking the soul... Tsk tsk, to let Captain Chengtao know that I am so shameful, I will definitely go back at night. I need to practice more..." He ignored Xing Lao Wu and said to himself.

Xing Laowu didn't expect this kid to be able to evade his mortal blow. His "Sigh Nai He" was the signature skill of Xing Wutang.It's a pity that he has the worst cultivation level among the five brothers. If the boss Xingmu is to use this move, I am afraid that the hateful kid on the opposite side will already be in a different place at this time.

However, Xing Laowu is still full of fear of this little ghost. He was able to get rid of the mental control of "Tan Nai He" in such a short period of time. The strength of his spirit is very different from ordinary people.

Fortunately, the other party was also seriously injured, Xing Laowu thought secretly.

He knows the characteristics of his own practice, whether it is boxing, swordsmanship or palming, his moves are secretly hurting people.

Just like the strong man who was beaten into the Chunfeng River by his own palm earlier today, Xing Laowu is confident that the other party will not survive to land.As for Yi Xifeng at this time, he is also confident that the opponent is at least seriously injured, and it is hard to say whether he has lost the ability to fight.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said: "Little devil, you are really good, you are the first warrior who can survive from my sigh!" Speaking of which, Xing Forest's eyes gradually became stern.

Yi Xifeng raised his head and glanced at Xing Laowu. There was a little blood stains on his clean little face, but he still didn't change his beauty.At this moment, a shy smile appeared on this delicate little face...

The fair-faced young man said softly, "Oh? The first one? I'm honored, but I think it's the last one!" After speaking, he tore off his blood-stained shirt and simply pulled his left arm away. One tied.

Xing Laowu's eyes narrowed, only to see the boy with naked arms, wearing a black iron vest.

The teenager tapped a few locks on the vest with his fingers, and with a few clicks, the chain vest slipped off him.

Boom!

A dull sound was made by a heavy object hitting the ground.The black iron chain vest carried billowing smoke.

Until the splashing smoke dissipated, Xing Laowu still hadn't recovered from his shock.But before he wanted to say anything, Yi Xifeng's figure disappeared in the same place like smoke and dust dissipated.

"What?!" Xing Laowu was suddenly shocked, and at the same time, years of fighting instinct caused him to throw the sword behind him.

"A thousand miles of rivers!" A soft drink came from behind him.

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