Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 155 The Divine Sword is not empty-handed

Clang!
  Snapped!
  The two figures only paused for a moment before turning around again and heading towards their opponents at extremely fast speeds.

At this point, even trying to capture their movements is difficult.

The long sword in Lin Chaoying's hand danced, and wherever the sword struck was Zhu Hefeng's critical point, the murderous intent in his beautiful eyes was extremely solemn.

At this moment, when she made her move, she no longer held back at all. She displayed all her martial arts skills. Her moves were ruthless, but extremely cool.

Lifting weight is light and effortless!
  The halberd in Zhu Hefeng's hand was held high, and the Qingming Sword in Lin Chaoying's hand was the magic weapon used by Dugu Qiubei in his youth.

And from the perspective of a sword demon, his martial arts skills, and the sword that he has always retained, will not be scrap metal, but a magic weapon!

Although the halberd in Zhu Hefeng's hand was extremely extraordinary, it was still far inferior to the Sword Demon's sword.

Every time the swords clashed, it would leave a heavy sword mark on his halberd, which could be completely broken at any time as it dangled.

However, Zhu Hefeng had no fear that the halberd would break. The halberd in his hand danced. Together, it weighed more than a hundred kilograms. Under Lin Chaoying's sword, it was as light as nothing.

It is lighter and softer than a fallen leaf, dancing in the wind.

The halberd struck casually, and every time it blocked Lin Chaoying's sword edge at the last moment. Instead of intersecting with the extremely sharp sword edge, he hit the back of the sword with the halberd.

A sword, no matter how sharp it is, has a limit.

Since it is a sword, it cannot be even the back of the sword is sharp. In this way, the edge of Qingming Sword no longer has any lethality at all.

On the contrary, Zhu Hefeng's offensive changed, and his gentleness contained sharpness, so strong that even Lin Chaoying could not breathe for a while.

Snapped!
  Another crisp sound sounded and fell into Xue'er's ears.

At this time, the little girl's pretty eyes widened, as if they could pop out of their sockets at any time, her pretty face turned pale, her hands were tightly clenched, and she said nothing.

Bravo!

Bang!
  Lin Chaoying felt as if she was crashing into boundless waves. No matter how the sword moves in her hands changed, she could not do anything to the opponent.

For a moment, I was upset.

While thinking, the back of the sword was hit by the halberd again, making a crisp sound. And at this moment, a hint of sharpness suddenly flashed across the pair of beautiful sword eyes.

The long sword suddenly turned between the electric light and flint, and the sword edge suddenly locked the crescent blade of Zhu Hefeng's halberd, making a crisp sound.

Click!

Lin Chaoying's moves were extremely fast, as powerful as Zhu Hefeng's, and he had no time to react. Although the halberd in his palm was a rare and good weapon, it was still inferior to the Qingming Sword, a magical weapon. .

With lightning speed, the crescent blade on the side of the halberd was cut off and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Immediately, Zhu Hefeng's face showed deep horror, and Lin Chaoying's Qingming Sword slashed towards Zhu Hefeng's fingers along the bare long pole.

Once it is implemented, it is estimated that Zhu Hefeng can say goodbye to his fingers.

Brush and pull!

Lin Chaoying, who had always used soft moves, suddenly used such desperate moves, even though the sword edge was still some distance away from her.

Zhu Hefeng couldn't help but feel his fingers getting cold. He turned his hands violently, and a long halberd that was more than seven feet long suddenly turned into an endlessly rotating wheel.

Lin Chaoying felt her arm go numb, and before she could draw the sword, the Qingming Sword seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool. Snapped!
  There was a crisp sound, and the weapons in Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying's hands came out at the same time and fell to the ground.

Swish!
  Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying, who were fighting endlessly, also separated, and the sharp aura in the void dissipated.

call! Xue'er, who was watching the battle from one side, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when she saw that her young lady and Wuyouzi finally gave up.

Her white palms patted her breasts, which were beginning to take shape, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

"Sister Lin, I lost." Zhu Hefeng had his hands empty and looked helplessly at Lin Chaoying, who was three feet away, and said with a wry smile.

Lin Chaoying crossed her arms and looked proud. A trace of pride flashed in her sword eyes, and she chuckled: "Not bad, I won."

"You brat, you are too careless to lose this time to yourself. If you can use the dark iron heavy sword on your waist or fight quickly, I will definitely not be your opponent."

Hearing what Lin Chaoying said, Zhu Hefeng showed a flattering expression and said: "Sister Lin, now that you have won against me, you must protect me in the future!"

As he spoke, a figure flashed behind Lin Chaoying. A pair of hands reached out and kneaded Lin Chaoying's smooth shoulders.

"It depends on the situation!" Lin Chaoying said leisurely, feeling proud.

While speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and a powerful attraction emitted from the smooth palm, which acted on the Qingming Sword.

hum!hum!hum!
  The Qingming Sword let out a dull groan, as if this magical weapon, which had been dormant for nearly a hundred years, was excited and excited by the victory of its new master.

The hilt of the sword fell into Lin Chaoying's palm, and a glimmer of brightness flashed across the originally dark sword body.

On the contrary, on Zhu Hefeng's Fangtian Painted Halberd, which was made of fine iron in this life, terrifying cracks continued to appear.

Click! There was a crisp sound, and the Fangtian Painted Halberd, which was made entirely of fine iron, broke inch by inch and turned into fragments.

Against divine weapons such as Qingming Sword, if Zhu Hefeng hadn't used his advanced cultivation to support him, Fang Tian's painted halberd might have been broken long ago.

Being able to persist until now is amazing enough.

"Is your Fang Tian's halberd broken?" Lin Chaoying said with a smile on his face and a long look on his face when he noticed that Zhu Hefeng's halberd was broken.

Zhu Hefeng nodded helplessly and said: "Sister Lin said that my brother's weapon is broken. It seems that I can only use this dark iron heavy sword in the future."

With that said, Zhu Hefeng pulled out the dark iron heavy sword inserted into the leather scabbard at his waist with an unspeakable bitter look on his face.

He likes heavy weapons and long weapons, especially heavy weapons among long weapons such as Fang Tian Hua Ji.

Now that Fang Tian's painted halberd was broken, he could only make do with this dark iron heavy sword.

A smile appeared on Lin Chaoying's cold and pretty face, her lips parted slightly, and she let out a cold and melodious laugh.

"Hehehe!"

Amidst the crisp laughter, the peerless woman moved her lotus steps towards the Tomb of the Living Dead, her figure graceful and graceful.

Reflected in Zhu Hefeng's eyes, the trace of sadness that the weapon was destroyed in his heart dissipated, and he chased after him subconsciously.

Not long after, the two disappeared in front of the clearing. Only the messy ground can prove the brutality of that battle!

Xueer watched her young lady and Zhu Hefeng leave with an inexplicable melancholy expression.

(End of this chapter)