The monk, whose whole body was hidden, sneered, "I see what other methods you can use. Aren't you relying on the power of toxins? This set of armor of mine has the ability to resist the erosion of toxins. Boy, this time I meet you.

Unfortunately, if you had the sense to admit defeat, I would not attack you. If you overestimate your capabilities, don't blame me for being rude."

The monk also had his own ideas. It would be the best outcome to be able to scare Ye Feng away. He did not want to provoke the disciple of Venerable Poison. Once he beat this disciple, he would be targeted by his master in the future.

Even if you become a disciple of Immortal Palace, you may not be safe.

"You are so naive!" Ye Feng shook his head. Are all monks in the world so confident?

It is a good thing for a monk to have invincible confidence, but if the self-confidence is too much, it will become arrogance. Too much arrogance will be a drag and will affect future cultivation.

"Then let's fight to determine the winner, don't blame me!" The long knife in the monk's hand stopped dancing, his feet exerted force on the ground, and the sword light went straight to Ye Feng's heart.

Ye Feng gently dodged and dodged the monk's long knife.

This time Ye Feng decided to end the battle later. He didn't want to show that his fighting power was too strong. He had already left a deep impression on everyone. If he showed his super fighting power again, it would inevitably arouse the suspicion of others.

Notice.

Therefore, Ye Feng also tried his best to deal with the opponent, and used his killing move before he could get up.

Seeing that the knife did not hurt Ye Feng, the opponent waved his arm and slashed the long knife horizontally towards Ye Feng's waist.

Ye Feng's speed was extremely fast. The moment his opponent's arm just made a move, he had already come to another direction and dodged the opponent's knife.

The monk's sword missed again. He exerted force with his palm, changed the direction of the long sword, and stabbed Ye Feng with the blade.

The combat skills displayed by this monk were very exquisite, following the route of ancient martial arts.

Such monks are famous for their strong fighting power. During the battle, they will often use exquisite moves to kill their opponents. This is completely opposite to the route Ye Feng takes. Ye Feng focuses on the power of the realm and the avenue of heaven and earth.

Mastery of aura and realm.

These two completely different forms are destined to result in one of them being at a disadvantage.

No one has the advantage, the final outcome depends on the monk's true combat effectiveness. If the opponent's combat effectiveness is slightly stronger than Ye Feng, Ye Feng will be killed with exquisite moves.

If Ye Feng's realm slightly suppresses his opponent, his opponent's exquisite moves will have no effect and he will become weak and powerless in front of the power of his realm.

The long knife in the monk's hand is like an extension of the arm. Although it is very long, it is extremely flexible. It can be seen that the monk has put a lot of effort into this knife.

If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, Ye Feng would really want to subdue this monk.

In the Demon King's Domain in the Demon World, there is a long sword team. Such monks are definitely rare talents for the long sword team.

The long knife held up countless sword flowers. In front of Ye Feng, it was like a mountain of swords. The peaks were all made up of long swords. They were also like a sea of ​​swords. Each wave was filled with endless murderous intent.

It was a pity that such a talent could not be obtained. Ye Feng sighed in his heart.

Ye Feng, who is thirsty for talents, is thinking of various ways in his mind, and rejecting these methods one by one. No matter what he does, he can't succeed. But here, in full view of the public, it is impossible to conquer them quietly.

Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and Ye Feng secretly cursed himself for being too stupid. Since he couldn't subdue this sword-wielding monk, why bother with it? If he could imprint all his sword skills in the sea of ​​consciousness, couldn't he also teach them to him?

For the long sword battle formation in the Demon King's Domain?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng became even more unwilling to defeat his opponent. Instead, he released his spiritual consciousness and understood the trajectory of his opponent's sword and the subtle changes of each sword.

Although the opponent's long swords are ever-changing, and each sword seems to be traceless, there is also a certain pattern of change inside.

Ye Feng's memory is super strong and he will never forget anything he has seen.

And after putting all my thoughts on this, it was deeply imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Although he doesn't have time to appreciate the subtleties of his opponent's sword skills now, he can imprint all these changes and study them slowly when he has time later. All he has to do now is to master all these changes.

The opponent did not notice Ye Feng's thoughts. Seeing Ye Feng's mysterious steps, he could not force Ye Feng to a blind corner in a short time. He even showed off the most exquisite sword skills and wanted to take advantage of the changes in the sword skills.

To suppress Ye Feng from being able to fight back.

This is more in line with Ye Feng's thoughts. Every time he has a slight upper hand, Ye Feng will deliberately sell a flaw to attract his opponent to attack.

But Ye Feng did not leave any chance to his opponent. Even if he was injured, he would be eliminated. Such a situation is absolutely not allowed to happen.

The monk on the opposite side became more and more depressed as he fought. He clearly had the chance to kill Ye Feng many times, but he was dodged by Ye Feng with his flexible body skills, causing the sword to miss.

He never thought that Ye Feng did this deliberately in order to secretly learn his sword skills.

After all, it is too weird to secretly learn sword skills. If you don't focus all your attention on the enemy during the battle, how can you have the time to understand the opponent's combat skills?

What's more, a knife skill is never so easy to master. Even if you learn the superficial skills, you won't learn the essence.

Regarding this, Ye Feng is not worried at all. As long as he learns the moves of the monk's sword and teaches them to the long sword team, you must know that the long sword team has 200,000 monks. After everyone studies and confirms each other, they will also

Master all this sword technique.

The battle progressed quickly, and some monks began to defeat their opponents and successfully advanced.

"Hmph! I just said that relying on those crooked ways will not be able to make a big impact after all. If his toxins are suppressed, it will be full of dangers." Wen Shan had already defeated his opponent and stood outside the formation staring at the battle on Ye Feng's side.

"However, it is not easy for him to persist for so long. As a person in the Golden Immortal stage, he is very powerful in fighting against a strong man with half-step magical power." Another monk said.

Wen Shan didn't like to see Ye Feng very much. He was also very dissatisfied with the monk's praise of Ye Feng, but he couldn't find anything to refute. What they said was right. Ye Feng was not as good as his opponent in cultivation, but he was able to persist for such a long time.

, it is not easy.

Of all the people present, only the helmsman at the helm had a clue. Ye Feng's situation looked very dangerous, and every sword strike from his opponent seemed to be able to kill Ye Feng.

However, this situation has been going on for a long time, and the opponent has never killed Ye Feng with a single sword. Moreover, looking at Ye Feng's expression, there is no trace of panic, and there is even a trace of a playful smile.

Is all this under Ye Feng's control?

The helmsman observed more carefully, and after putting all his thoughts on Ye Feng, the helmsman was surprised to find that the monk holding a long sword had no way to deal with Ye Feng. It seemed that he had the upper hand.

This is not the case.

Ye Feng's footsteps are very exquisite. In fact, the situation on the field is completely under Ye Feng's control, including every opponent's sword move must be in accordance with Ye Feng's wishes. Ye Feng is using his flexible footsteps to control his opponent!

After seeing all this, the helmsman's impression of Ye Feng suddenly changed a lot.

The battle lasted for nearly half a day, and the monk holding the long sword felt extremely uncomfortable. Every time he made a move, it seemed as if he was bearing an invisible pull. He was able to kill his opponent, but he was repeatedly dodged by his opponent.

And there was a strange phenomenon from beginning to end, Ye Feng never took the initiative to attack his opponent.

In the eyes of many people, this means that Ye Feng is firmly suppressed and has no chance or room to take action. But in the eyes of the helmsman, it is different. This disciple of Venerable Poison should be able to deliver a fatal blow.

Kill, now it's like a cat playing with a little mouse.

Once it gets tired of playing, this little mouse's life is over.

The helmsman knew that the outcome of this battle was decided, and there was no doubt that Ye Feng would eliminate his opponent.

At this time, Ye Feng discovered that his opponent had no changes at all, and his moves were all repeating the same ones as before. No matter how he induced them, they were all the moves he had seen before.

It's over.

"Huh!" The opponent's long knife fell head-on and struck Ye Feng.

This sword is powerful and heavy. If it is hit, the best result is that it will be split into two halves.

"End it!" the monk holding the long sword shouted. This sword also focused all his strength, hoping to achieve success with one strike.

"End it!" Ye Feng scolded softly, putting his feet on the ground and spinning his body like a top.

The monk holding the long sword felt that his eyes were blurred and Ye Feng had lost sight of him.

There was a throbbing in my heart, and I felt that something was not right.

Then he thought, the armor defense on his body was definitely strong enough, and he didn't have to worry about Ye Feng's attack.

"Dang!" The long knife did not hit Ye Feng, but fell hard to the ground, sparking countless sparks that were as bright as festival fireworks.

"Bang!" The monk was hit hard on the back of the heart with a sledgehammer.

This sledgehammer is the magic weapon forged by Xiong Dahai.

Ye Feng came up with this idea when he saw that the monk's armor was extremely defensive.

Since the armor's defense cannot be broken, violent methods must be used to break it.

A hammer fell, hitting the armor until it burst into flames.

The monk holding the long knife suddenly felt suffocated. Although the armor was a treasure and could absorb most of the impact, some of the impact would still be transmitted to his body through the armor.

At this time, his disadvantages were fully exposed.
Chapter completed!