I Honor

of Yijin forging bones, the spirit of divine thunder to quench his body, and the understanding of the essence, the days when he consummated the illusion Dafa will not be too long A long time, maybe two months is enough.

“Mage. You are not unfamiliar with swordsmanship. You want to learn from a master. I am also a master. Dare to give it a try.” Duan Xiangfei has gained a lot just now. So I started to learn from each other to see if I could get more understanding.

“The poor monk has exactly that intention.” Meng Qi laughed, and landed in the courtyard floating in the dust. The Hongri Zhenxie knife turned around and turned his back on Duan Xiangfei to show that he had no intention of hurting anyone.

Duan Xiangfei followed and floated in the courtyard, raising both palms: “Master, please.”

“Amitabha, the guest is as you please.” Meng Qi saluted with one hand, then swung his saber and slashed at Duan Xiangfei.

This is one of several sword moves that Meng Qi derived from the first change of Ananda’s Breaking the Precepts Saber Technique by combining the Five Tigers Breaking Doors Saber Technique and the Blood Saber Technique.

Duan Xiangfei did not neglect, his body parted, and suddenly turned into seven figures, rushing towards Meng Qi from all directions.

At this moment, Meng Qi suddenly lost the lock on him, knowing that his senses were once again affected, and he had hallucinations, so his brows swelled, his spirit was released, and he used the illusion to fight against the illusion, and his eyes were shining brightly, to use the eye orifices to detect and break through illusions.

However, Meng Qi’s illusion technique was a level behind Duan Xiangfei’s, and he only opened two apertures. He could only vaguely see that one of the three figures in front, left and right was Duan Xiangfei’s real body.

So he folded the saber, changed the saber technique, and slashed out horizontally, pointing directly at Duan Xiangfei directly in front, covering Duan Xiangfei on the left.

Pfft, the person on the right swung his palms and patted Meng Qi back and forth. Meng Qi slipped his footsteps because he was prepared, and avoided Duan Xiangfei’s blow.

Although he was a bit embarrassed, Meng Qi was in a very happy mood, because after Duan Xiangfei’s real body confirmed, his ability to detect illusions has improved a lot, and now, he only needs to face the siege of three enemies. No more hustle and bustle.

Feeling relieved, Meng Qi’s exquisite saber skills were used one after another, sometimes fierce and fierce, showing the common side of saber skills, sometimes weird and unpredictable, and sometimes the trajectory was mysterious and the changes were unspeakable.

Duan Xiangfei was fully equipped with the illusion technique, but facing Meng Qi’s outstanding sword skills, it was still difficult to break through the defense, and he was almost cut in the real body several times.

The figure was fluttering, and the light of the sword formed a group. The two of them fought to the point where Duan Xiangfei let out a long cry: “Master, look at the palm!”

He was divided into seven figures again, and each of them clasped their palms to shoot together, and the surroundings suddenly became cold, as if from the sweltering summer to the severe winter.

Meng Qi had seen the Snow God’s Palm before, and he didn’t dare to be negligent, so he used the most proud move of the evolved saber technique. The Red Sun Suppressing Evil Saber slashed obliquely in front of him, as if covering the world in front of him.

Under the light of the knife, the seven figures were broken one by one, and Duan Xiangfei suddenly appeared above Meng Qi, struck down in the air, and hit Meng Qi’s left shoulder.

The dark gold was flashy and chilly, and when Jiedao came again, Duan Xiangfei flew out backwards, while Meng Qi had an extra palm print on his left shoulder, but he failed to penetrate the dark gold.

Meng Qi’s qi and blood fluctuated, and there was a slight chill. It seemed that his blood was frozen stiff, but his true energy flowed, and he recovered immediately. It may be because Duan Xiangfei withdrew part of his strength in view of the competition, but no matter what, even if Duan Xiangfei tried his best, he would at most hurt himself. Don’t let his golden bell cover the fifth pass broken work.

Duan Mingcheng next to him watched very intently because he was not specifically affected by the magic of phantom. While admiring Master Zhending’s amazing sword skills, he muttered to himself that the magic is only a mortal level, and he was overwhelmed by his father. But get angry, what is the so-called one-knife power?

Is it possible that the one-knife mastery is an excuse for his father and him to co-edit

While his thoughts were turning, he suddenly heard Master Zhending laughing and saying:

“Come and don’t go indecently, the old Duan looks at the knife”

With a swing of the knife, the light of the knife suddenly shines, and the world of mortals is wrapped around ten feet.

Duan Mingcheng stared blankly at the knife.

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