Left burst empty!
The moment Feng Han performs his stunt, his pupils dilate and emit strange light. This is already a sign of his strength.
Even the aorta on the side of his neck and the blood vessels exposed on the back of his hands expanded and contracted, blood flowed in large amounts and quickly, and his physical energy was exhausted.
Buzz!——
One knife out!
His figure seemed to disappear in an instant.
The left-hand sword that intimidated Heidao passed through more than a dozen arcs like a violent storm, but these dozen arcs converged into one at the moment when Xiang Jiang exerted his strength.
The tip of the knife pointed at Jiang Dali's throat.
"kill!--"
It was as if there was a silent killing sound accompanied by the outbreak of murderous intent.
The strong murderous aura rushed over, making one feel like falling into an ice cave, and the blood in the whole body seemed to freeze.
Jiang Dali only felt that he had just avoided Feng Han's sharp angle of the knife, and felt another stabbing pain in his throat, like needle pricks on his skin.
The light of the knife was like a cold star, rushing towards his throat, and the cold intention of the knife was even more heart-stopping.
"Good sword skills!"
Jiang Dali roared wildly and laughed instead of being surprised.
At that moment, he turned around, and his arm fell on the long handle of the huge golden knife behind his back. As he turned around, he suddenly pulled out half of it.
There was a loud clang!
Feng Han's left-hand sword happened to collide with Jiang Dali's half-drawn golden-backed sword.
The cold sword light was like a sea of ice hitting the mountain.
Feng Han felt the palm of his hand holding the knife shake wildly, and felt a numb and sharp pain. He suddenly knew in his heart the weight of the big knife on the opponent's back. He took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, the blade passing by like a chef unloading an ox.
There was a harsh metal friction trill, followed by an explosion of sparks.
The moment Feng Han's figure passed by, his left foot landed in a half-turn like a hungry leopard, swooping down on the rich food. The knife in his left hand once again drew an arc at a tricky angle, cutting Xiang Jiang Dali.
However, at that moment, Jiang Dali's body tilted, and the big knife behind him drew a semicircle and was completely pulled out, as if a thunderbolt streaked across the sky. Under the swing of his bulging arm muscles, the big knife was as angry as a giant pillar.
Smashed down.
Before they even hit each other, the air began to vibrate and explode, and the power it unleashed was already terrifying.
"Brute strength is not the skill of the sword!"
Feng Han smiled disdainfully, the light of his sword changed, and he was about to penetrate through the gap with his skill.
He expected that the other party would not be able to flexibly use the sword in this way, but it only looked powerful on the surface.
But then the idea was born.
Jiang Dali's momentum suddenly surged, and Ang Zang's body suddenly rose three feet like a string of exploding beans.
An aura of destruction suddenly erupted, and the huge golden knife suddenly accelerated, turning like a wind wheel as flexibly as it swept past!
boom--
A blazing and terrifying thick sword energy swept out like a thousand armies, half-circling out, and passed by Feng Han's shocked eyes.
"ah!!--"
Feng Han suddenly let out a loud shout, and the top of his head instantly erupted with white smoke due to the extreme use of his skills. His body was spinning and slashing like a top with the light of the sword in his left hand.
The spectators around him seemed to be unable to see anything for a moment. All they could see was the light and shadow of swords in front of their eyes, and the roar of swords and the roar of swords filled their ears, making them all horrified.
Dang Dang Dang Dang——
Feng Han's body rotated like a top, slashing out more than a dozen swords in an instant, and the energy of the swords spread out in all directions like light.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
More than a dozen swords seemed to turn into one sword and passed by almost instantly, blocking Jiang Dali's sweeping sword energy.
It looks like two tops, one large and one small, spinning in different directions, colliding, erupting with fierce energy and sparks, and finally popping apart!
Feng Han groaned and retreated violently. The mouth of the left hand holding the knife was cracked and stained with blood.
"It is indeed a left-handed sword, and I can use it to slash the chasm with anger!!"
At this moment, Jiang Dali's demon-like figure came angrily with a huge golden sword!
Buzz!!!
A terrifying sword energy that was as thick as one and a half feet dazzled everyone's eyes.
The space was almost stagnant at this moment, and then was violently torn apart!
The sentimental sword intention was released at that moment, erupting into a special artistic conception that was extremely contagious and powerful.
Just like winter passes and spring comes, flowers fade and bloom.
A river of spring water flows eastward, and no one can stop it!
Feng Han was struck by the knife intent in the blink of an eye, and his mind was in a trance, as if he had returned to the good times he had with his mistress Gong Rongyue.
In an instant, the terrifying sword energy was approaching accompanied by exclamations.
"not good!!"
Feng Han woke up with a sharp shiver all over his body, and the tyrannical sword energy was like a dragon killing him in his chest.
He is worthy of being one of the few masters on the Black List. Even in such a bad situation, his reaction is still first-class appropriate and quick. He just screamed, twisted his waist, and held the knife in his left hand at an incredible angle.
Bang!!
The treasured sword in his hand, the Heavenly Soldier, was instantly chopped and dented.
Even Feng Han's strong chest, which was as strong as a steel bar, was suddenly split open and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.
But he was still extremely calm. The moment his back hit the ground, he suddenly rolled and knelt up, avoiding the unabated sword energy. He held the heavenly weapon in his bloody left hand and struck out with the sword again.
Jiang Dali came to kill him with a golden sword almost at the same time.
boom!!
His footsteps stepped on the ground, as if trampled by a giant statue, and the ground shook with an astonishing force.
"cut!!"
The sword reaches the sky!
The moment the third sword fell, the sentimental sword intention and the sentimental sword energy turned into a huge force field and acted on Feng Han's body.
boom!--
Feng Han felt as if the void around him had turned into a viscous liquid, squeezing him crazily. Every move he made consumed more energy than usual, and his nimble movements became abnormally sluggish.
However, he had long anticipated that the enemy would take the initiative and stabbed out with a knife, still firmly following the original trajectory, stabbing out firmly and slowly in the air that seemed to be squeezed like an iron plate.
With every inch of thrust, Feng Han's face became rosier, sweat flowed like syrup, his half-kneeling body couldn't help but tremble, and his mind and body were under great pressure.
This knife was very precise, without any deviation, and the angle changed even half a minute, and it hit the side of the golden knife blade that Jiang Dali had dropped.
It looked like Jiang Dali slashed with a knife in anger. He had already seen through the trajectory, and even saw through the flaws and vitality in this knife.
There was a sonorous explosion!
The moment the knife in his hand touched the side of the golden knife blade.
The golden knife moved across.
A strand of hair fluttered in the air.
Feng Han's body was also struck by lightning, his arms were in severe pain, and the sword and heavenly weapon suddenly flew out of his hand as the bones of his hand shifted.
His whole body was blown away by a strong impact, and his body was like a kicked ball. He was knocked to the ground and tumbled several times before falling to the ground with a "thud".
At that time, his face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his clothes, and he almost fainted. When he looked up at Jiang Dali again, his eyes were filled with an incredible look.
Miserable failure!
An unprecedented defeat!
Such a disastrous failure.
In addition to what he had experienced from the one who was number one on the black list, Fuyu Jianlang Fanyun.
So far, no one has been able to defeat him so cleanly.
Even the opponent's sword skills cannot be said to be very sophisticated. Many flaws in the sword skills can be anticipated and eliminated by him in advance.
However, even so, he still failed miserably.
Because although the opponent's sword technique is not exquisite, it is clumsy yet skillful, extremely powerful, and unstoppable.
He had previously wanted to use cleverness to overcome force, but he felt that the opponent would not be able to use such a heavy sword flexibly, and would be severely restrained by him in terms of speed and changes of the sword, so he would easily defeat him.
But the opponent's momentum increased at that moment, and his strength seemed to increase dramatically.
Such a heavy sword can be swung freely in the opponent's hand, as light as straw, so there is no disadvantage of being unable to flexibly change.
On the contrary, his flexibility added to his domineering power, easily putting him in a desperate situation.
Waves of air-conditioning-like sounds came one after another from the surroundings.
Especially the players who were watching the battle with their necks raised in the distance were screaming and screaming.
Some people's eyes were blank, and they felt that before they could see clearly what was happening, people were coming and going, and Jiang Dali had already knocked down Feng Han with his left-hand knife amidst the loud bang.
Only the masters present such as Su Xinghe, Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang, Shaolin Xuannan and other masters could clearly see the details of the fight between the two, and their expressions were extremely solemn, and their hearts were filled with astonishment as if a huge wave had stirred up.
Feng Han, a swordsman with such superb left-handed swordsmanship, is considered a top-notch swordsman in the world, but Jiang Dali easily defeated him with three swords like thunder, and the fourth sword was absolutely fatal.
On the other side, Duan Yu, who was fighting with Huan Huan, was even more affected by the situation here. He began to retreat steadily, and was beaten and ran around in an extremely embarrassed manner.
"婠婠! Come back, there is no need to fuss with this silly boy."
Jiang Dali was in a state of destruction, with all his clothes tied tightly around his body. He held a golden knife and shouted, and the sound was like thunder exploding in the valley.
Suddenly Huanwen snorted, and slapped Duan Yu until he was like a dog chewing mud. He stretched out his arms and flew to Jiang Dali's side like an elf. She looked up at Jiang Dali, who was now almost two heads taller than her.
His eyes are full of curiosity and innocence.
"Captain, you have become so big!"
As she spoke, she stretched out her palms to curiously indicate the height difference.
"Don't mess around! Go and control that Western Region monk! Feed him this three-corpse brain pill!"
Jiang Dali hummed, and casually took out a medicine bottle from his arms that was tightly wrapped in clothes and squeezed on his chest, and handed it to Huanhan.
Then his whole body's muscles and bones trembled, his inner strength was withdrawn, and he exited the state of destruction.
"Oh! Hehe, it's fun!"
Huanwan took the medicine bottle and smiled lowly. She immediately turned around to look at Master Zangling, whose face turned pale, and walked over lightly.
When everyone around them heard about the Three Corpses Brain Pill, their expressions changed drastically, and they were extremely ugly.
The seriously injured Master Zang Ling turned pale and stared at Huan Huan. He slowly struggled on the ground and retreated with fear, "No, no, don't come over!"
Huanwan giggled and got closer faster. Her tone was extremely gentle, like a considerate little daughter-in-law, saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. You are injured. You should take medicine when you are injured. This is a good thing given to you by the leader of the village."
Take the medicine and you'll be fine."
"No! No, go away!!"
Master Zangling shouted angrily.
"Eat quickly, I will beat you if you don't eat!"
Huanwen touched Master Zangling's acupuncture points with lightning speed, smiled innocently like coaxing a child, pinched Master Zangling's mouth open, and directly took out one of the pills from the medicine bottle, with a smile on his face and fear in his eyes.
hidden in the mouth of the spiritual master.
"Huanwen, just give me one pill. This medicine is very precious. This monk from the Western Regions is only worth one pill."
Seeing that Huanwan was about to pour a bottle of medicine into Master Zangling's mouth, Jiang Dali shouted in a low voice.
Then he looked to the other side where Jiumozhi had just taken the opportunity to escape.
The other Black Wind Village players who were looking at the gap there were also cursing and came back to surround them. Several of them were almost killed by the seriously injured Jiumozhi when they intercepted Jiumozhi just now.
"Jiumozhi is a man of many tricks, but after I broke his hands this time, he must have restrained himself a lot. He escaped by chance this time. I wonder if he will come out next time when the sweeping monk is fighting in Shaoshi Mountain."
Jiang Dali thought to himself, his eyes flashed, he looked at Feng Han who was struggling to get up across from him, and said with a faint smile on his lips.
"The famous left-handed sword in the Black List is indeed well-deserved. You can sustain two swords when the leader of the village is in a state of destruction. You have tried your best. It is normal to lose.
Your left-handed sword and your knowledge of sword skills are very appreciated by my village leader. Are you willing to join me?"
"This bastard!"
Feng Han gritted his teeth and sharpened his eyes, "Could it be that you also want to feed me the Three Corpses Brain Pill? Humph, not to mention poison like this, even mountains of swords and seas of fire, there is no way you can make me, Feng Han, bend his knees."
Jiang Dali laughed, and with a force of his arm, he reinserted the giant knife weighing two hundred kilograms into the knife case fixed on his back, and said calmly, "Of course the leader of this village knows that a person as ambitious as you can't just rely on poison."
uniformed.
It's a pity that now that we have taken action, in the dictionary of this village leader, we are either enemies or dead people."
Feng Han's eyes flashed, and his long and thin face was full of coldness and arrogance, "If you want to kill or behead me, I'll leave it to you!"
"Hehehe."
Jiang Dali shook his head, crossed his arms across his chest and said, "If we don't rush to seek death, why don't we make a bet? If you lose, you will follow the leader of our village for three years."
Feng Han's brows suddenly raised, "What are you betting on!?"
If you can avoid death, then of course it is best not to die.
Except for those who are already dead, no one wants to die while they are still alive.
"The waves are turning over the clouds!"
Jiang Dali smiled lightly and said, "I know you lost to Lang Fanyun once, and you really want to defeat him again. But you should know that you are no match for him.
If I can defeat him within the next year and take you to learn from more masters in the future, you will follow me for three years.
If I cannot defeat him within the next year, then the war between you and me today will be written off."
"The waves are turning over the clouds!!"
Feng Han's eyes were condensed, as if he couldn't help but recall the long rain of swords that defeated him, the world-famous "Rain Covering Sword Technique", and his expression was slightly dazed for a moment...
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