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To be precise, Jiang Feng was testing Guo Jing's sword, using Guo Jing's hand to sharpen his strongest sword.

Of course, it's not that Jiang Feng was frivolous and arrogant, and didn't take Guo Jing to heart, but that Jiang Feng was absolutely sure that with Guo Jing's sword-drawing skills, he could gain a chance of life.

It should be known that the sword drawing technique is powerful, but it is not without flaws. The flaws do not come from Guo Jing, but from the sword technique itself. Every time Guo Jing receives the sword drawing, there are flaws.

This flaw, if it is against other people, even if it is discovered, it may be ignored, because it is too short, under the pressure of the sharp blade, no one will dare to take advantage of this insignificant flaw.

But for Jiang Feng, it was enough. He could use this time effectively to constantly figure out his sword intent and adjust his state.

This was crazy. Even though Jiang Feng had absolute confidence in himself, he was almost injured several times, and he was forced into an extremely embarrassing situation.

However, high risk also means high return. When Guo Jing used the knife drawing technique dozens of times, Jiang Feng also gained great benefits while facing huge risks.

"I have to say that you are really courageous, which is beyond my expectation. I thought I had overestimated your strength enough, but I didn't expect to underestimate you in the end." Guo Jing let out a foul breath, Said in a hateful voice.

In today's fight, it can be said that he unilaterally suppressed Jiang Feng, but no matter how he fought, he couldn't get the slightest advantage, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable. In the end, even he himself felt that something was wrong. Shi Jiang Feng personally admitted his purpose. Although he hated Jiang Feng deeply and felt like he was being teased, but at the same time, he also paid an unprecedented level of importance to Jiang Feng, and his face became a little dignified.

"It's not that you underestimated me, you just overestimated your own strength. Of course, it can also be said that you overestimated your so-called sword drawing skills." Jiang Feng said lightly.

Guo Jing's strength is indeed tyrannical. Not to mention his cultivation at the peak of the prefecture level in the late stage, his sword drawing skills are even more powerful. It is estimated that even the old man of the clan is inferior to him.

It's just that Jiang Feng is no longer the same Jiang Feng as before. He has already cultivated to the extreme for the first sword of the Da Luo Nine Swords, and his second sword is more than ten times better than before.

Naturally, Jiang Feng also knew that it would be almost impossible for him to kill Guo Jing without fully using the second sword of the Da Luo Nine Swords.

But Jiang Feng was not in a hurry to kill him. Guo Jing was a very good opponent. He used his sword-drawing technique to continuously temper his sword intent. This gain was far more cost-effective than killing Guo Jing.

"Perhaps." Unusual, Guo Jing did not deny it, but looked at Jiang Feng cautiously.

If someone said that Jiang Feng could fight him to such an extent before this, Guo Jing would not believe it anyway, even though he had a certain understanding of Jiang Feng's strength directly or indirectly, and believed that Jiang Feng had Let yourself be qualified to do it yourself, but that's all.

Jiang Feng smiled, not caring about the changes in Guo Jing's attitude, and said: "I was the one who took the tricks before, and next, you should take a few tricks from me too."

As soon as Jiang Feng finished speaking, the long sword in his right hand trembled, and the bloodthirsty sword in his hand gave off a burst of cold light. The distance of about ten meters suddenly shortened, and the sword pierced Guo Jing's throat.

Guo Jing has been guarding against Jiang Feng all the time. He knows that since Jiang Feng dared to try his tricks, it means that Jiang Feng has not shown his real strength from the beginning to the end. panic.

Because Guo Jing knew that if Jiang Feng was only defending well, then Jiang Feng would definitely not be able to kill Guo Tai and the others with a single strike. It was the most normal thing for him to have such a means.

Seeing that Jiang Feng finally took the initiative to attack, Guo Jing not only did not panic, but was also a little happy. He wanted to see what kind of cards Jiang Feng had, which was far more fruitful than the constant testing of each other.

But soon, Guo Jing realized that something was wrong. Jiang Feng's sword thrust out was a very ordinary sword. The reason why it was so lethal was not because of the sword technique, but because Jiang Feng's speed was too fast.

This speed was almost [-]% faster than when Jiang Feng was pressed and beaten by him.

"I even hide a lot of body skills." Guo Jing's face became a little unsightly, and a kind of humiliation of being underestimated instantly filled his whole body. .

He ignored Jiang Feng's attack, but wanted to force Jiang Feng back with a violent style of attack. Otherwise, with Jiang Feng's ghostly speed, once he got close, he might be quite troublesome.

Of course, the reason for this is that on the one hand, Guo Jing has great confidence in his own strength, and on the other hand, the Azure Dragon Saber in his hand is good at long-range attacks.

One inch long and one inch stronger, the Azure Dragon Saber was nearly twice as long as the bloodthirsty sword in Jiang Feng's hand, so he didn't need to worry too much.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

Like a gust of wind and rain, the sword in Jiang Feng's hand stabbed the Qinglong Saber three times in succession, and there was a thunderous explosion.

Guo Jing relied on the strength of the green dragon to sink, and he didn't retreat a step. After the three swords, Jiang Feng's figure swayed, and he dodged back three steps.

"You said let me take you a few moves, is three moves enough?" Guo Jing said with a look of contempt.

"It's just the beginning, so why worry." Jiang Feng ignored Guo Jing's taunts. In addition to his strength, this person is also good at calculating. He has an extremely terrifying insight into people's hearts and is very difficult to deal with.

"Take another sword from me," Jiang Feng said softly.

By this time, Jiang Feng had not decided to hide his strength anymore, otherwise, it would only boost Guo Jing's momentum, which would not be of any benefit to him.

Jiang Feng decided to use the first sword of the Da Luo Nine Swords. After Jiang Feng tried Guo Jing's moves with this sword, he could already use it to the extreme anytime and anywhere, so he didn't need to use Guo Jing to try the sword again.

"Don't talk about one sword, so what about ten swords." Guo Jing is very arrogant, all he has to do is force Jiang Feng's head in momentum. This is not such a clever psychological tactic, but it is very practical in battle. When he was young, at the stage when he had not mastered his sword-drawing skills, relying on his calculations of people's hearts, he did not know how many times he left a glorious record of defeating the strong with the weak.

Not to mention, even though he was being teased by Jiang Feng before, Jiang Feng also showed some real strength to some extent. Otherwise, even if Jiang Feng was supernatural, he would probably have been cut in half by him, so how could he be teased by Jiang Feng? For such a long time, how could it become a tool for him to test his sword?

Jiang Feng sneered, did not refute anything, his arm trembled, the tip of the bloodthirsty sword trembled slightly, and then he made a move.

"The first sword of Da Luo Nine Swords." Jiang Feng said softly in his heart. It seemed to be a very ordinary sword, but when that sword pierced the air, the air seemed to be pierced with a hole, stirring up a layer of blood. Another imperceptible vortex.

The vortex grew more and more, and in an instant, it was intertwined into a vast and unparalleled river of sword energy, cutting towards Guo Jing.

Guo Jing's pupils shrank, not daring to be contemptuous, the green dragon knife danced in his hand tightly, the green dragon knife weighing thirty to forty catties seemed to be light and weightless in his hand.

The sword energy is raging, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal.

With the sound of "Boom", Guo Jing's figure burst out, and where he had stopped before, a deep gully was left on the hard rocky ground by Jiang Feng's sword. His chest was also covered with clothes. It ruptured, leaving a deep bloodstain, and bloodstains were constantly spilling out.

"This—" Guo Jing looked at the ravine, then at his own chest, trembling, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but closed it at the critical moment.

Not only did Jiang Feng's sword break through his saber energy, but he still left such a strong spare power like a broken bamboo. If he hadn't reacted in time and retreated when he saw something wrong, it is estimated that Jiang Feng's sword would have cut him open.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" After a short silence, Guo Jing still asked.

"The sword technique to kill you." Jiang Feng said coldly.

Although the first strike of Da Luo's Nine Swords is only a single strike, various subtle changes in it emerge in endlessly, and it is the ultimate sword. Even people like Mr. Zong are bound to be seriously injured.But unexpectedly, although Guo Jing saw blood, he was only slightly injured, and it would not affect his combat effectiveness.

However, Jiang Feng also knew that this was not to say how strong Guo Jing was. Even if he was stronger than Mr. Zong, his strength was limited. It was because Guo Jing's combat experience was too rich. Wu Chou's sword-drawing skills can be seen.When drawing a knife, blood is bound to be seen when the knife is drawn. It is not difficult to imagine how much blood has been stained on Guo Jing's hands in the past few decades.

"Jiang Feng, you are very good. Speaking of it, I almost forget how many years I haven't been injured." Guo Jing stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and said ferociously.

Jiang Feng smiled, noncommittal, and said slowly: "I don't know how many times you can take my sword after being injured?"

"You'll know if you try it." Guo Jing's eyes were wild and his pupils were red, but his tone of voice was rare and calm.

"Then, come again." Jiang Feng didn't talk nonsense anymore,

Jiang Feng's move was still the first of Da Luo's Nine Swords. He didn't rush to use the second sword. You must know that he has backhands. Who knows if Guo Jing will have any backhands that he hasn't used?

Jiang Feng wouldn't naively think that Guo Jing's strength was limited to this, otherwise, with Guo Jing's calculating character, it would be impossible to meet him alone.

With this sword, Jiang Feng left a bloodstain on Guo Jing's left arm, and Guo Jing also cut off a corner of Jiang Feng's clothes.

The successive injuries made Guo Jing's face extremely ugly. He knew that he could no longer accept the move passively, because he was even a little unconfident, and suspected that Jiang Feng was still trying to use him.

"I've already received a few strikes from you, it seems that's all, next, you should take a few strikes from me." Guo Jing said loudly.

"Why, finally couldn't help it?" Jiang Feng sneered in his heart, he knew that the next thing was to really decide to die!