Four hundred and twentieth chapters in the limelight
Chapter 425: Show off
In the current situation, there is no medicine for Feng Xiaoxiao to achieve "Xiaofengshuangdu". Under Jingfeng's non-stop, high-frequency attacks, the momentary gap without internal strength is very likely to be fatal.
If someone comes up to attack from a flank, Feng Xiaoxiao can fly him away with one strike, but the sword net of the "Sancai Sword" can block any attack from the front. In the face of such a flanking attack, there is no way to hide.
Choose to dodge someone. But under the current situation, you can only dodge yourself.
Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't make up his mind, and the person with the incomplete "Three Talents Sword" actually hadn't appeared yet. After dodging a few more swords, Jingfeng's eyes began to flicker uncertainly. He suddenly shouted: "Ask,
Why haven't you come here yet?" He was talking but his hands were not relaxed at all. His words undoubtedly confirmed Feng Xiaoxiao's suspicion.
But the men over there were busy for a while, and then came the good news for Feng Xiaoxiao: "I don't know, there is no reply."
Jingfeng's face was filled with uncertainty, and his offensive became even tighter. It seemed that he wanted to get rid of Feng Xiaoxiao and the other two by himself. But Feng Xiaoxiao was calm at this time. It is impossible for people with "Three Talents Sword" to have accidents for no reason.
, must have encountered some arrangements, for example, some advance arrangements at Feilong Villa. When I thought about this, I immediately made up my mind and concentrated on avoiding delaying time.
However, Jingfeng's flying knife at this time did not attack Liu Ruoxu very much. Because he also understood that if Feng Xiaoxiao accidentally avoided it and Liu Ruoxu died, or he was more insidious and pretended to be incompetent and let Liu Ruoxu die.
If Liu Ruoxu died, then he could escape alone. This was against Jingfeng's original intention. His ultimate goal was actually Feng Xiaoxiao alone.
Of course Feng Xiaoxiao was so happy. So the two of them tacitly understood each other, one threw hard and the other dodged repeatedly.
At this time, one person couldn't keep his temper and sneaked around behind Feng Xiaoxiao, trying to get close to them. Jingfeng thought, he might as well give it a try. So he also tried to lure Feng Xiaoxiao not to turn his attention behind him.
But at this moment, they all forgot that Feng Xiaoxiao and the others were two people instead of one. The observation angle of the two people could reach 360 degrees. Liu Ruoxu was the first to notice this person. She remained silent at first.
When the person was filled with joy and thought he was about to succeed, he suddenly opened his hand and found 14 "peacock feathers".
Even others were aware of it earlier than he was. The shouts of "Oh!" came from all directions, sighing for him. This man had at least 10 "peacock feathers" in his body, and he died very unwillingly.
Seeing that this plan failed, Jingfeng became even more anxious and shouted again: "Is there no news about Alang yet? Has Zhuge Nu's come over?"
His subordinates knew that Jingfeng always asked questions because they didn't have time to send messages, and of course they didn't have time to read. So they could only use their voices to communicate: "Not yet, it will take time for Zhuge Nu to come back..." Indeed, all of them
For players below level 30, such a long journey is enough for them.
Jingfeng stared at Feng Xiaoxiao closely, and after hearing these two conversations, Feng Xiaoxiao's expression became even more relaxed. At this moment, Jingfeng smelled a conspiracy from Feng Xiaoxiao.
Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted excitedly: "It's coming, it's coming!"
The commotion spread quickly, and both Jingfeng and Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but take the time to look in the direction the crowd was pointing.
Sure enough, a figure was coming down the hillside and approaching in this direction. However, his speed was not very fast.
Feng Xiaoxiao had some shadows in his heart. Among his friends, Liuyue, Yijian, Xiaoyao, and Jianwuhen all had such poor Qinggong skills. Could it be that he was the boss? There was really no reason. There was no reason for anyone to come.
It can’t be the boss!
However, it seems that the Qing Gong of a person with the "Three Talents Sword" shouldn't be this bad!
Sure enough, Jingfeng over there cursed: "You're walking so slowly, no wonder it takes so long to get here. What the hell is going on?"
At this time, except for Jingfeng and Feng Xiaoxiao who were still communicating, everyone else was paying attention to the place that was still far away.
The figure is getting closer and closer, and everyone has doubts in their minds: "Why did this guy suddenly become so fat?"
Getting closer, everyone discovered that it was not that he had become fat, but that this person was still carrying someone else.
Before everyone could finish discussing what was going on, the face of the visitor had become clear. It was indeed the so-called Qianlang in "Three Talents Sword", but he was the one being held up. And the person holding him up,
It's Jian Wuhen.
Jian Wuhen waved to everyone and said with a smile, "You seem to be waiting for him." As soon as he let go, Qian Lang fell to the ground, and Jian Wuhen said, "Sorry, I bumped into him."
Someone immediately yelled out: "Nonsense, can a bump knock someone unconscious?" So far, there is no martial arts move using the "knock" method in the world.
Jian Wuhen said in an extremely disdainful manner: "The meaning of bumping into is to bump into him, meet him. Don't you understand this?"
The crowd's fire was instantly ignited. Without anyone's instructions, everyone rushed forward in a swarm. And they all occupied their positions, just like an encircling posture. But among them, the wind and rain were precarious, and the "Three Talents Sword"
The other two people who had fought with Jian Wuhen were very humble.
Everyone raised their weapons one after another, each using their moves, and worked together to chop Jian Wuhen into pieces.
And Jian Wuhen's sword was only unsheathed at this moment.
The sound of "噌" was like a dragon's roar, and he raised his hand. The tip of the sword was dotted with green light, and instantly turned into a cloud of green clouds. It rotated for a week, and the faint sword light flashed in the green clouds, pointing in all directions. What came to my ears was...
It's a "tick-tick-tick" sound.
A short and urgent sound.
Jingfeng looked over there and had forgotten to make a move. However, he finally did not forget to dodge. Feng Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to make a sneak attack, but he still dodged it.
By this time it was already over there.
The tip of Jian Wuhen pointed diagonally towards the sky, making a very chic shape. The thin and thin "Rapid Rain Sword" shone with a dazzling light. At this moment, time seemed to stop.
All the players in the surrounding circle, without exception, are still in unfinished stances. And due to the different speeds of each person's moves, at this time, some people have completed the halfway point of the move, while others have not even reached a third. In short, it's okay.
What is certain is that no one has used all their moves.
There are nine people in this circle. Among them are experts like Lie Yan.
But at this time, everyone has one thing in common: everyone has wounds on their bodies, and they are all bleeding.
But everyone is thinking that although they were hit by the sword for some unknown reason just now, the injuries they sustained did not seem to be fatal. Next time, they must endure the pain, and even if they can only exert 10% of the power of the move, they must fight with all their strength.
Go and complete it. One person is 10%, nine is 90%. In this way, Jian Wuhen can finally be seriously injured.
Just as he was getting ready, there was a "pop" sound, and a person suddenly fell down. In a blink of an eye, he was covered in white light and disappeared.
The tip of Jian Wuhen fell down, pointing diagonally at the empty space where the person disappeared just now, and said coldly: "Who else wants to be like him."
Everyone is a fool.
At this time, what everyone was still thinking was: It turned out that the other party was showing mercy.
No one is willing to risk their lives just to complete a move that they don't know whether they can complete.
These are the people in the innermost circle. Of course, there are people in the second and third circles outside. But no one has the intention to take action. In the silence, Jian Wuhen's sword stretched out again and pointed directly.
ahead.
Then, a road appeared directly in front of him. A road that everyone involuntarily moved out of the way.
Jian Wuhen held the sword in his hand and walked out slowly. The slowness of his walk was in stark contrast to the speed of the previous sword strike.
But one of the people on both sides of the road suddenly jumped out and slashed at Jian Wuhen with his sword.
The tip of the sword was raised again, before the light became even brighter. Perhaps it was due to concentration.
This time, the attacker did not stop on the spot, but flew out directly. He also suffered countless injuries on his body, and blood was scattered all the way. The surrounding area became quieter.
Jian Wuhen continued to walk slowly, the broken steps were breathtaking, and Feng Xiaoxiao had the urge to vomit.
Jingfeng sighed, and Feng Xiaoxiao could see disappointment on his face. But just when Feng Xiaoxiao thought he was going to say something, Jingfeng suddenly raised his hand.
The flying knife flew out and hit the sword without leaving a trace.
Jian Wuhen dodged and avoided. In order to avoid the sword, everyone around him also scattered in all directions. Jian Wuhen accelerated his speed and rushed straight towards Jingfeng.
The flying knives in Jingfeng's hand still didn't stop. As for the "god damn" players, no one responded to the boss's call to attack and came to help at this time. Instead, they just scattered away, each one running faster than a rabbit.
Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to catch up and kill a few to vent his anger, but if he left, Liu Ruoxu would not be able to dodge Jingfeng's flying knife. Although Jingfeng was fighting Jian Wuhen at this time, no one regulated his flying knife.
It must be shot at Jian Wuhen.
At this time, Jian Wuhen finally said something that was more in line with what he usually said: "Damn it, you are just watching the fun! Come and help too!"
Jian Wuhen dodged several swords and rushed to Jingfeng's side. He raised his hand and made a dazzling sword light, but was dodged by Jingfeng.
Feng Xiaoxiao came back to his senses, right! What's the point of chasing those minions? He immediately shouted: "Hold on a little longer." He took two pills at once and waited for his internal strength to recover.
The effect of the medicine was naturally much stronger than the recovery of internal energy. After a while, Feng Xiaoxiao's internal energy had returned to its peak. During this period, Jian Wuhen had tried his best, but could not stab Jingfeng at all. He was so angry that he screamed abnormally.
Although Jingfeng already had the intention to retreat, he did not move away a few meters for a while.
Feng Xiaoxiao shouted and rushed out a few steps, but Liu Ruoxu followed closely behind. Feng Xiaoxiao turned back strangely and said: "Is your foot healed yet?"
Liu Ruoxu nodded and said: "Well, it's almost done. You've been given medicine!"
Jian Wuhen shouted: "Damn it, you two, when are you going to..." In the end, he still didn't dare to finish, because he was afraid that Feng Xiaoxiao would join forces with Jingfeng instead.
Feng Xiaoxiao waved his right hand, which was a knife that flew out with all his strength. The knife was thin and transparent. It was not a "Heavy Rain", but a flying knife that truly belonged to him - "The Shadowless Wind".
Not to be outdone, Liu Ruoxu waved her hands, and fourteen "peacock feathers" shot out, covering Jingfeng within a two-meter radius.
Jian Wuhen's sword light was also brilliant again. The sword light shone brightly and was full of vigor, pointing directly at thirteen places on Jingfeng's body.
