After all, Jiang Xingwan is a martial arts expert at the ninth level. Although he is careless for a moment, he is not a little white rabbit who will be caught after suffering a loss. At this time, he can still gather energy in his body, change directions in the air, and directly
Respond to this palm.
The two palms faced each other, but Feng Yu did not retreat. Jiang Xingwan immediately resolved the force of his palms in the air, retreated, and landed gracefully. This technique surprised Feng Yu. It was very typical of using offense as defense, and it was
He was extremely passive and relied on offense to defend. If he hadn't taken the opportunity to attack, just by looking back and digging, he would probably be dead or crippled.
I thought I could control the senior sister, but I didn't expect that I still missed a step.
"Sister, it's okay."
"I have to admit, junior brother, you are very calculating, but in the face of absolute strength, you are too pretentious. You didn't dodge my palm just now. If I guessed it correctly, it should be the old prince.
He must have innate strength."
Feng Yu didn't expect that he would be spotted, so he didn't know how to answer.
"Actually, I didn't see this move of yours in advance, otherwise, you would not be able to dodge that palm, and you would die in one move!"
Feng Yu knew that the senior sister had not tried her best just now, but she did not expect that the difference was so obvious.
Yes, since Feng Yu realized the Junzi's Sword Intent, it seems that his fighting techniques and attitude have changed. Today, it seems that he has gone in the wrong direction. Junzi, ha, he is ordinary in fighting but he has to plan this.
After all, isn't the most important thing to win by relying on strength?
Xia Qinghe looked at the two people in the middle of the field and felt quite understanding. He stroked his beard and expressed his helplessness and sigh: "Hahaha, it turns out that it is because I am persistent. I felt that something was wrong with His Highness's path before, but Xia Qing
None of the group paid attention during the sparring, and it seems that His Highness was going to have to endure some hardships to find out."
At this moment, Feng Yu changed his extremely gentle fighting attitude and shouted: "Come again!"
If we talk about the style of a gentleman, there is no one in the world better than Medicine King Gu Yunxiao. Back in the Tianji Tower, Feng Yu had witnessed with his own eyes Yunxiao's ninth-level misty eighteen styles. They seemed gentle, but in fact they were murderous at every step. One careless move,
Lose everything.
At this moment, Feng Yu was the first to charge forward, using the Shocking Palm moves in a series of interlocking movements, opening and closing like a reckless man.
It was also the first time for Jiang Xingwan to see Feng Yu use this martial arts. He was surprised by the variety and sharpness of the palm techniques. He understood the shocking palms from the yin and yang of the Tianshan sect. Even if he just understood the moves,
Even the five elders of the Xia family were not willing to give in too much. In addition, Xia Hehe himself was worth a lot of money, so how could he be in such a state of destitution?
The Mo Yun Palm that Jiang Xingwan learned through playing chess, calligraphy and painting is not a simple martial art. It has been perfected after continuous deductions by the seniors of Tianji Tower. When combined with her Bing Xin Jue, it is particularly cold and has the solitary flavor of the brush and ink landscape.
The two were fighting back and forth. After Feng Yu experienced the complementation of yin and yang, he was no longer afraid of such a degree of cold. His movements were not affected at all and his rhythm was not affected at all. He was able to keep up with this talented girl at the ninth level.
Xia Tianhe's eyes were full of praise, "I originally thought that His Highness was a leader of the generation, but I didn't expect that this girl is not simple. Not only is she highly accomplished at such a young age, her martial arts is also top-notch, even above that of the Sixth Young Master. Tianji.
The building is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. It is the best building in the world and has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is worthy of its name!"
The two people in the sparring session are no longer limited to simple exchanges, and the internal energy between their fists and feet is becoming more and more concentrated.
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Solid and heavy, with no humility at all.
With a stroke of Mo Yun's palm, the small gardening tree with only a few dead leaves swept over it. For an instant, the surface seemed to be covered with a layer of ice. Wang Hai walked back unconsciously. He had suffered enough along the way.
I don't know what's going on. When the senior sister knew that she was coming to see her junior brother, she was a little more excited than usual. It wasn't obvious on the surface, but the lesson was clear to her.
"Fire Palm!"
Feng Yu mobilized all his internal energy from Yang Qi and released the Fire God Palm, which he had barely used before. The lethality of this unique skill was not as good as the Thunder God Palm, but it had a miraculous effect on cold and cold things.
The two palms did not touch each other, but a strong breath was squeezed in the center. They were only one meter apart, but the power was amazing!
Amid the roar, both of them stepped back, shaking off the force that hit them, before stopping. The movement skills of the two were exactly the same. Feng Yu was at a higher level, but Jiang Xingwan was at a deeper level, so there wasn't much difference.
, that is, only warriors above the ninth rank can see the secrets of the first and second.
"Junior brother is good at palm skills!"
"Senior sister is also very strong, do you want to continue?"
"There should be a winner or loser in the competition, otherwise it will be meaningless to me."
Sure enough, it was still the same Senior Sister Jiang who insisted on challenging Yunxiao until she vomited blood. This aspect has not changed at all.
Jiang Xingwan drew the palm of her right hand toward the room, and the thin snow sword returned to her hand. In an instant, the cold sword forced her, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. Surrounding Jiang Xingwan, she could still feel a hint of ice-like coldness.
.
It looks like he's getting serious.
The long sword was so thin and thin that it was almost impossible to see the sword body clearly under the cold air. Only the jade-blood core made people feel it.
"I won't hold back!"
Holding the sword and stabbing straight into the chest, Feng Yu tapped the ground lightly and quickly retreated, putting his inner strength in front of him, constantly consuming the power of the sword. When he finally stopped, a small area of the chest was covered with gold that was as hard as armor.
The phantom appeared, as if it were a shield close to the body, blocking the fine snow, preventing it from moving forward even half a minute.
Don't underestimate this small golden shield. This is the maximum that Feng Yu can achieve. If it wants to be effective, it can only be so big. Its cultivation level is far from enough to sustain it for a long time.
The two contended for several seconds before Jiang Xingwan suddenly exerted force. A strong internal force from the tip of the Fine Snow Sword directly broke through the Gang Qi, and the long sword came with the wind.
Feng Yu didn't expect to be able to break through the innate Qi so quickly. He had no time to take over and switch to attack. He had no choice but to jump up on the spot to avoid the sword, and then a palm fell from the sky to suppress the Xixue Sword.
He knew Jiang Xingwan's swordsmanship, so he did not fight head-on. Instead, he chose to use force against each other, turning it into a confrontation between internal strength cultivations, so as to reduce the disadvantage.
Without a sword in hand, Feng Yu's strength is greatly reduced, but he is still a leader in the same realm, and the martial arts he masters are among the best in the world.
However, it is a pity that he is facing a leader at this moment, the best among the best.
From the hilt of Xixue's sword, ice suddenly began to slowly form and spread to the entire sword body. Feng Yu had no time to leave, and the entire palm of his hand was frozen on the sword.
The light blue around him became more solemn and the temperature was lower. Jiang Xingwan's eyes looked colder when he raised his head and looked at him. An extremely powerful sword energy suddenly appeared from the fine snow.
summer
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He was also shocked. This was the first time he encountered this kind of inner skill that specializes in cold attributes. He didn't expect that this sword energy could be so powerful.
"Half-step to open the meridians! It seems that she also has some sword power. It seems that she still underestimated her."
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Feng Yu hit the ice on his right hand with his left hand, and the ice immediately shattered into slag and fell down. Taking this opportunity, Feng Yu quickly ran away and flew backwards, and at the same time, his feet were shocked.
The divine leg was mixed with tyrannical internal force to fight against this sword energy.
As the aura dispersed, Feng Yu also landed on the roof of the backyard. He stabilized his steps and shifted his center of gravity downwards. He mobilized all his internal strength and a blue-black light appeared on his right palm, carrying a faint aura of destruction, as if there was a flash of lightning.
"Flying snow!"
As expected, as Feng Yu expected, after the sword energy forced Feng Yu back, he would definitely use powerful moves to continue attacking while he was on the ground.
That astonishing cold air seemed to be about to materialize, and it was much stronger than when I first saw it in Tianji Tower!
The thin snow sword circled around Jiang Xingwan. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and the sword energy rushed straight at her with an unparalleled coldness.
Feng Yu is not capable of Yunxiao's Feng Congyundong. The only thing he can do at this moment is to resist this move head-on!
"Thunder Palm!"
The two powerful momentums collided together, and the tiles on the roof fell down one after another and were smashed into pieces.
The light blue and blue-black lights complement each other, and no one can do anything to the other. For a moment, it was very spectacular.
However, as Jiang Xingwan let out a soft drink and danced sword flowers one after another in his hand, Feng Yu could clearly feel the cold air getting stronger.
Feng Yu knew that this was her phoenix returning to its nest, constantly releasing and controlling its own internal power.
The Thunder Palm is different. It is a very destructive move, but it is also a move that focuses on explosive power. It cannot be used in a protracted battle. It is about to be irresistible.
At this moment, Feng Yu did not escape or admit defeat, but closed his eyes.
The airy temperament similar to Yunxiao became more and more obvious. Wu Fengyi moved, and his aura changed a lot.
When he raised his eyes, he shot out a thousand-pointed finger, and the weak light flew towards Jiang Xingwan behind the cold air at a very fast speed. What he didn't expect was that it could become a part of the cold air as it connected.
It was this part that penetrated the terrible cold air, hit the thin snow sword, and interrupted her return to the nest!
Jiang Xingwan also found it incredible. However, this Thousand Points Finger move had no effect at all. It had no lethality. It just blocked her for a while.
The cold air continued to expand, and Feng Yu gave up on the Thunder God Palm after several attempts. He leapt into the air and stayed there relying on his powerful cultivation.
Suddenly, other people seemed to look at him differently, as if he was far away but not far away.
Jiang Xingwan knew that this was a misty feeling, Yun Xiao's misty eighteen postures! However, it seemed a little different, but he couldn't tell what was different.
Indeed, the way of a gentleman lies in inaction, while Miao Miao lies in the absence of traces. There are similarities, but the essence is not the same thing. What Feng Yu is doing is to put his inaction on the sword's intention, and rely on the sword's intention to
To show off your own strength.
The moment the cold air hit Feng Yu, Feng Yu moved!