The sword energy swept across, and bursts of rapid sounds of breaking through the air were intertwined. The sound resounded densely, and an even greater and heart-stopping sound of howling through the air quickly filled the space between heaven and earth.
Although everyone present was dozens of miles away from the scene of the fight between Qin Fengming and Zi Hao, when they heard the sound of the huge torrent of swords shooting through the air, they could not help but feel a tremor in their hearts.
From the fluctuating aura stirred up by the sword energy, everyone sensed a huge power of imprisoning the soul.
Faced with such a powerful negative effect, no one knew what would happen to Zihao who was surrounded by the attack range.
Facing this wave of solid sword energy attacks, the method that everyone thought of was to use their own powerful attacks to quickly retreat and walk away, while avoiding the scope of the sword energy.
The sword energy shot out one after another, sweeping up the ice, snow and sand grains all over the sky, like a huge torrent, suddenly passing through, and wherever it passed, the whole world was darkened.
In fact, it has not been long since Qin Fengming and Zihao fought.
It only took two meals to complete the attack. During this period, although attacks continued, no one, whether it was Qin Fengming or Zihao, changed their attack methods or defense methods.
Qin Fengming didn't know what Zihao did in the red mist, but the strange tree root in Zihao's hand gave Qin Fengming a feeling of indestructibility.
Although there is no original spiritual pattern on that bone, the condensed light that appears makes people feel that it is solid and thick.
But now, both of them no longer have a tacit understanding of offense and defense, but choose to attack with all their strength.
Facing the long swords of Daoshuo sweeping towards him, Zihao stood on the spot, surrounded by sharp short blades all over his body. He did not have the slightest fear or strange look on his expression. Instead, he had an expression of incomparable perseverance and calmness.
At this moment, Zihao's appearance and expression were completely different from those before. His young face showed a maturity beyond his youthful expression, his eyes were shining with a look of scorn.
It spread out from him.
Facing the majestic momentum of Qin Fengming's attack, he never showed any signs of panic.
His eyes flickered, his expression was focused and cold, and just by looking at him, a feeling of incomparable power emerged. It seemed that any attack could be resisted by him.
Huge swords swept towards them, but Zihao just looked at them coldly without making the slightest move. Even the short sharp blades around him showed no signs of being used.
Suddenly seeing Zihao in such a state, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly tightened, his consciousness suddenly surged, and a blue light appeared in his eyes.
The name of the supernatural power that the female cultivator just called out was "Evil Shadow and Phantom Magic". From this name, Qin Fengming immediately thought of Zi Hao's strange movement technique.
However, being reminded like this by a female cultivator, Qin Fengming certainly would not think that this magical power was just a matter of rapid movement.
"Quick! Hide!"
Just as Qin Fengming's consciousness blossomed and his eyes quickly locked onto Zihao who was under attack, a rapid exclamation sounded in his ears.
The exclamation also came from the female cultivator, and her voice was rapid.
Hearing this voice, Qin Fengming barely hesitated, and an afterimage shot out.
Just as his figure flashed and moved, a slight, almost inaudible sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded at the place where he stopped before.
As soon as the sound appeared, several green short blades appeared out of the air and passed through the shadow of Qin Fengming that had not yet disappeared. As soon as the green light passed through the shadow, the green light suddenly disappeared again in a flash.
traces.
"Hey, you can actually dodge Zimou's ghost blade attack? This is really beyond Zimou's expectation. Although Zimou cannot activate the full power of this magical power at this time, it is already extremely powerful."
Qin Fengming's figure appeared from a few feet away, and a soft voice also sounded on the spot. The voice was calm and did not carry any urgency, but seemed a little surprised.
As a soft cry sounded, a huge wave suddenly emerged twenty or thirty feet away from where Zihao had stopped. The wave solidified, revealing Zihao's figure.
At this time, although Zihao spoke in a surprised voice, there was no strange look on his expression.
There were still a series of small sharp blades floating around him, and the blades flickered with light, as if there were no fewer blades at all.
Hundreds of multicolored sword blades that were tens of feet long rushed past like rainbows, without even touching Zihao's breath.
Qin Fengming knows best how powerful the sword energy of the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword is. Every sword energy released can release a powerful imprisoning effect. Even if the opponent cannot be sealed on the spot, it will definitely have a considerable effect of imprisonment.
Force affects the opponent's movement speed.
Even if a Mahayana monk faces the confining aura released by the combined force of hundreds of Qing Yan sword energy, he should not be able to dodge without showing any signs of movement.
However, Zihao has now dodged Qin Fengming's attack, which is an impossible situation.
Qin Fengming quickly dodged away, but his consciousness did not break away from the figure of Zihao who was standing far away. However, under the lock of Qin Fengming's consciousness, his sword energy still failed and hit a group of phantoms. This kind of
The scene made Qin Fengming extremely confused.
"Don't stay still, get out of the way quickly! Don't let the short blade touch your body..." Just when Qin Fengming looked at the attack situation and was shocked by Zihao's rapid movement, and felt puzzled, a rapid sound transmission came again.
rang in his ears.
As soon as the sound started, several Qin Fengming's consciousnesses were unable to sense the fluctuations in the trajectory, and they suddenly appeared in front of Qin Fengming. The fluctuations appeared, and a soft popping sound sounded from Qin Fengming's body.
"Ah!~~" A sharp pain suddenly emerged from Qin Fengming's body, and a cry of surprise suddenly came out of Qin Fengming's mouth.
At the same time as the sound sounded, Qin Fengming's body suddenly fell from the air toward the ground below.
"Bang!" With a bang, Qin Fengming's body fell straight to the hard ground below. The ground was hard, and the banging sound was clear and resounding.
He was lying flat on his back, his eyes showed a look of fear, and the muscles on his face were tense, obviously suffering from great pain.
Xuanwei Qingyan Sword quickly fell to the ground as Qin Fengming suddenly shook his hand, and was ejected several feet away.
"Ah, that man was shot down by Zihao!"
"This... this... this is incredible! How could that young man be defeated so easily?"
Everything happened too quickly and suddenly. Everyone was shocked, and several exclamations rang out.
Qin Fengming's previous attack shocked all the monks present. Facing the sword energy attacks, everyone weighed in their minds what methods they would use to fight against such a huge attack if they suddenly faced it.
, whether it can withstand this wave of attacks from the opponent.
However, before everyone had an answer, Qin Fengming's powerful Xuanwei Qingyan Sword attack had been easily dodged by Zihao. The terrifying divine soul confining aura seemed to be unable to hinder Zihao's body at all. And Qin Fengming, even more
It suddenly fell to the ground.
"Hahaha, no matter how powerful you thought you were, it turns out you are so weak." A roar of laughter rang out, and several green short blades appeared again. In a flash, they quickly penetrated into the body of Qin Fengming who was lying on the ground.
