In this attack, Black Dragon Yifeng tried his best, because his intuition told him that he only had one chance to take action. If he could not hurt his opponent with one attack, he would not have the slightest power to fight back.
This feeling is so mysterious, without any basis, it is just a feeling, but Black Dragon Yifeng chose to believe it, because in countless battles, this intuition has penetrated into the bone marrow and formed an instinct...
"careful!"
Seeing the black dragon slashing down fiercely with a fierce blow, but the man did not move, Luo Ning shouted reflexively and became worried about it. Hearing Luo Ning's reminder, the man turned around and slightly looked at Luo Ning.
A smile.[
Chance!
The black dragon Yifeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he flew to the whereabouts of his body in mid-air. With the momentum of falling, the samurai sword in his hand suddenly slashed down with a thunderous momentum, trying to catch the visitor's momentum and kill him.
Under the knife.
The moonlight shone on the samurai sword, shining with a silver light. The white light reached the man first as the samurai sword fell.
When the white light was in his body, the man just turned around and happened to face the sword that the black dragon slashed at him with a wind.
brush!
The sword moves straight in, and the sword wind blows, making the body feel cold.
The man didn't even look at it, and raised his right hand lightly, stretched out his two fingers, and clamped it in front of the door.
The sword light pouring down like mercury stopped instantly, and the narrow and long samurai sword stood in the air, steadily clamped by the man's two fingers.
"ah!"
Zhong Huiyi and Luo Ning were shocked and looked at the scene in disbelief.
The two of them had a deep understanding of the power of the Black Dragon Yifeng. He slashed down with one knife. Even the logs as thick as a waist would be cut in the waist. However, such a fierce attack was given by two fingers by the visitor.
It's too shocking to hold it.
Compared to the two of them being surprised, Heilong Yifeng was even more shocked. He knew his own sword skills best. He used a sword in the wind and could withstand it. There were not many people in the world, let alone being beaten by others.
Two fingers clamped.
If someone told him before today that someone could use two fingers to hold him in the wind and slash, he would have thought that the man was crazy, thinking that this was nonsense and could not have happened at all, but now facing this ironclad
He had no choice but to believe the facts.
"drink!"
Heilong Yifeng shouted loudly, held the hilt of the knife in both hands, and pressed down suddenly.
The samurai sword was twisted and deformed, but the blade was still motionless and was firmly clamped by the man. The black dragon was both brave and was scattered and retreated quickly.
collapse!
A crisp sound came, and the man's fingers were skewed, and the tip of the samurai sword, which was an inch long, suddenly broke under the man's fingers.
Whoosh![
The man broke the tip of the knife and shot out with his hands.
A little cold light flashed and appeared in front of the black dragon Yifeng in an instant.
Heilong Yifeng's expression changed wildly. He took a deep breath and blocked his chest with a horizontal knife, trying to block the tip of the knife.
However, with one sword blocking, it blocked a gap. The tip of the knife had already broken through his protection before he blocked it, and penetrated into his chest with a "sneer".
Dingdeng!
A bloody light shot out from behind, bringing out a big handful of blood rain. Under this impact, the black dragon wind retreated three or four steps in succession before using the broken samurai sword to support the ground.
He knelt down on the ground, looking at the person who came in horror and disbelief.