I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1805 Don't dare to be careless
Wu Feng's figure was extremely fast, and as soon as he moved his feet, he was in front of the fat monk, and the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand roared towards him, slashing at the fat monk with his head round. The head master of the White Lotus Sect in the northern Jiangsu area is naturally not weak in cultivation. After all, he has a deep foundation. This is something Wu Feng can't compare to. Suddenly, the string of Buddhist beads in his hand smashed down towards Wu Feng's back.

Then, Wu Feng was also prepared for a long time. After cutting the air with one sword, he took two steps forward, turned around and made another sword strike. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the sword edge was sharp. A cold light passed, and the fat monk Forced away a few steps.

Just after these two moves, the fat monk didn't dare to underestimate the young man in front of him anymore. Although he looked less than 20 years old, his swordsmanship attainments were already very high. The sword energy seemed to tear a hole in the air, and the sword wind blew on the person's face, followed by a burst of burning pain. If it was cut on the person, the consequences can be imagined.

Especially the sword in this young man's hand, when it was dancing, it made a faint and weird sound, some were like a cow bleating, and some were like the sound of "ssi" when a snake spits out a letter, I don't know. Did he hear it wrong, the sound came from the sword, and the fat monk couldn't help but be amazed.

At this moment, the fat monk gathered his energy and didn't dare to be careless at all. He danced the Buddhist beads in his hand into a ball of shadows, covering his whole body, shouted loudly, and turned towards Wu Feng. attack.

Two groups of lights and shadows, one black and one white, stood together. The black one was the Buddhist beads in the hands of the fat monk, and the white one was the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword in Wu Feng's hands. Like a tiger going down a mountain, at the beginning, he used the ordinary sword moves he learned from his master. Seeing that the fat monk was a bit difficult to deal with, he used the moves of Xuantian Sword Art. Once the Xuantian Sword Art was used, Wu Feng's aura rose sharply, and the seven-star Longyuan sword in his hand immediately turned into a white shadow. The peerless sword can actually sense the mood of its master. As Wu Feng gradually used the Xuantian Sword Art move, purple light suddenly flowed on the sword body, and a dragon pattern flashed faintly.

No matter how advanced the fat monk's cultivation was, he couldn't help but feel very strenuous at the moment. He only had the power to parry, and there was no possibility of retaliation. Not only that, even if he parried, he was also very embarrassed. Every time he dodged Wu Feng's sword, A layer of cold sweat would break out on the fat monk's forehead. Not only did Wu Feng move quickly, but his moves were aimed at the fat monk's vitals. As long as he was a little careless and stabbed with a sword, he would be killed on the spot. Danger.

This Xuantian Sword Art was created by the Patriarch of Wudang Mountain, it is so ingenious, Wu Feng only got one or two of it, he beat the fat monk to the extreme, he couldn't help but feel his heart was relieved, the sword moves became more ferocious, The fat monk who was beaten backed back again and again, and in less than a cup of tea, the monk's robe on the back of the fat monk was soaked.

The seven old Taoists who came following the fat monk saw their helmsman showing signs of failure. They scratched their ears and scratched their heads anxiously. Supervising the battle from the sidelines, watching them covetously, the key point is that there is a yellow-haired monkey squatting on Old Liu's shoulder, grinning at the old masters and making faces.

　Reminder~ It seems that there are very few recommended tickets today~
　　


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