851. Chapter 851 A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix!
What is the reason why this sword can produce phantoms?
Why does the shadow of the sword appear clearly visible to the naked eye when Xing Tian swings his sword?
That was not an illusion, but real. The savage could be sure of it. With his countless battle experiences over the years, he had seen countless weird tricks, but he had never seen anything so weird.
In fact, there are many afterimages, but they are just a cover-up. This kind of cover-up is just to cover up the inferiority of the person who took action!
However, Xing Tian's sword shadow seemed to be real.
It's like, the sword shadow is also a living sword.
Even though you know it's fake, it still feels very real.
"What is the principle of this and why can it be done like this?" The savage couldn't figure it out.
Facing Xing Tian's attack with a sword, the barbarian would never dare to underestimate him. Now he did not dare to resist easily. He knew very well that trying to resist would inevitably result in frustration!
One way, two ways, three ways, ten ways, twenty ways...
"Which one is true?" The savage said with a ferocious face.
He tried to fight with his fists.
However, poof—
Blood was spilled, and the savage felt a pain in his arm welling up in his heart. A bloody gash was clearly visible on his arm.
This shocked the savage, and he quickly stepped back, not daring to confront Xing Tian head-on. He knew very well that if he didn't step back, his arm would be broken.
With his sharp sword, he can do all this.
Now, the savage stared at Xing Tian's gesture of wielding his sword.
Xing Tian's sword swing was not fast. On the contrary, the opponent's sword swing could be seen clearly with the naked eye. However, it was difficult for him to find out which one he was holding was the real sword and which one was the shadow of the sword!
"No!" Suddenly, the savage's heart skipped a beat, and he seemed to understand something.
"It's not that the speed of his sword swing is not fast, but that the speed of his sword swing is too fast. It is like two coins rubbing together quickly, which will produce an afterimage. If it is faster, it will make people feel that the friction is hard.
The speed of his sword is actually not fast. And the same is true for his sword shadow. The speed of his sword swing has exceeded the limit that ordinary people can understand, fast enough to create the sword shadow, but it feels like he is swinging the sword.
The speed is not fast at all, it is an illusion." The savage suddenly realized.
Facing Xing Tian's swordsmanship, he could only retreat quickly.
Now, Feng Baiyang and Anderson, who were watching the battle from a distance, were even more shocked.
"The savage was completely suppressed by the old man."
"Is this still a savage?" Anderson couldn't believe his eyes.
The man who was called the God of War and who could never fail was actually forced into such an embarrassing situation by an old man today.
incredible.
This old man is simply stronger than Bai Qianqiu, who was tied with the old man back then. You must know that the barbarians are at their peak and golden age now.
"The savages don't have any chance to fight back!" Feng Baiyang murmured to himself, his eyes full of light.
Anderson rubbed his eyes: "Why, I don't think what I saw was a sword. Can this old man from China know how to do tricks?"
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Indeed, when faced with Xing Tian's third phantom sword, even if the barbarian understood the principle of Xing Tian's sword swing, facing such a fast swinging sword, he could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge and retreat quickly.
However, even with such a quick retreat, the savage still couldn't avoid it and suffered several injuries on his body.
There are clearly visible sword wounds on the shoulders, arms, and legs.
Those are all the marks left by Xing Tian on his body!
"How long can you run away?" Xing Tian said coldly.
The savage has nowhere to escape at this time, because if he takes a step back, he will fall from here. At a height of more than fifty meters, even if he is strong, he will fall to death.
"Damn it!" A trace of anger appeared on the savage's face.
In so many years, this was the first time that he was suppressed by someone and was so helpless to fight back.
Thinking of this, the savage waved his hand and took off his shirt. You could see that on his back, he was carrying a short stick that was neither long nor short, about half a meter long.
When the short stick appeared, the savage held the short stick in his hand.
"I can't remember how many years it has been." The savage murmured: "You are the first person who asked me to take out this weapon in battle. This should be one of the few humiliations in my life!"
Xing Tian didn't answer, and he didn't stop swinging the sword in his hand.
The savage grabbed the short stick and pulled it suddenly. In an instant, the short stick became longer in length, but it was a specially made stick. When it was pulled open, it was more than two meters long.
Now, when the savage holds it in his hand, Xing Tian's sword shadow that cannot be seen with the naked eye has arrived.
The savage held a steel rod in his hand and instantly resisted Xing Tian's attack.
The length of this steel rod only requires one sweep to protect the whole body. In the hands of the savage, the steel rod is used with great skill, without any flaws.
It's simply a perfect defense.
No one expected that the savage, who was almost invincible with just a pair of boxing gloves, would still have such a trump card. He was even stronger with a steel rod in hand.
Now, Xing Tian's sword shadows are completely unable to penetrate the steel rod's attack.
"Hahaha." The savage laughed ferociously and said: "Of all the sword shadows, one of them is real. As long as I grasp where your sword is, then this move will be self-defeating!"
For a moment, Xing Tian's phantom sword was unable to do anything to the savages.
Now, the two are fighting fiercely, and it is difficult to tell the winner in a short time.
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"What is that steel rod?" Feng Baiyang stared at the steel rod that the savage suddenly took out, his face full of confusion.
In ten years, he has never seen such a thing from a savage.
"I don't know either. The savage has never produced anything like this." Anderson shook his head. Obviously, as a close subordinate of the savage, he didn't know anything about this matter.
Feng Baiyang frowned and thought secretly in his heart: "Savage, it seems that you still have a hand. What you usually use is not your full strength. Only when you hold this steel rod can you be considered as powerful.
Use all your strength."
The two-meter-long steel rod cannot be wielded by ordinary people. Even a master will find it difficult to use it freely. But if it is used freely, then the two-meter steel rod will form an absolute
Defense.
The more difficult a weapon is to use, the more amazingly powerful it becomes once learned.
This is true for soft swords, and it is also true for steel rods over two meters long.
The savage did not attack. He knew very well that attacking was futile. If he tried to attack, it would only kill him in advance.
He is still defending and looking for offensive opportunities while defending.
Sudden--
"clang!"
The sound of two metal objects colliding.
At this moment, Xing Tian's sword shadow suddenly disappeared.
What can be seen with the naked eye is that Xing Tian's Red Lotus Soft Sword collided with the Savage's steel rod. It is precisely because the Savage's Steel Rod caught Xing Tian's Soft Sword and prevented Xing Tian's Soft Sword from swinging, so
, only indirectly cracked Xing Tian’s phantom sword!
Seeing that his phantom sword had been cracked, Xing Tian's eyes flashed with surprise. Obviously, he didn't quite believe that his phantom sword had been cracked.
Immediately, Xing Tian took a step back and stood where he was.
The two of them fell into a confrontation again in an instant.
They have been fighting for almost two hours, and so far, there is no sign of a winner.
"Originally, if I could, I never wanted to take out this weapon in my life." The savage said coldly: "But, you forced me to take out this weapon. Do you know why I don't like this weapon?"
"I don't know." Xing Tian said nothing.
The savage sneered: "I am an extremely militant person. At least, in battle, I like the offensive side, and I will never be beaten by others and can only defend. But, what is ridiculous is that this two-meter-long weapon
The steel rod is simply a perfect defensive weapon. This is a shame for me! Therefore, even if I am good at using this weapon, I will never take out such a weapon until the most critical moment.
"
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"Actually, you are very good." Xing Tian said slowly: "In thirty years, you are the first person who can still survive under the Phantom Sword."
"Are you complimenting me?" the savage said calmly.
Xing Tian shook his head and said: "No, I just want to tell you that the remaining two swords will not be so easy to resist. The phantom sword just now was the third sword, so now it will be the fourth sword!"
The savage held the steel rod in his hand and looked at Xing Tian's sword carefully.
The third sword was already so powerful, so how powerful would the fourth and fifth swords be? He began to look forward to it, but also feared it.
He wanted to distinguish Xing Tian's fourth sword through the posture of Xing Tian holding the sword.
However, Xing Tian held the Red Lotus Soft Sword in his hand, but his posture did not change at all. He just raised his left hand and slowly caught a leaf that fell from the sky. So that the second and third leaves only reached
When Xing Tian's hands were already full of leaves, he stopped.
"Huh?" Seeing that Xing Tian did not attack with a sword, but held a leaf, the savage's face was full of doubts.
He didn't know what Xing Tian was thinking.
"Remember the name of the fourth sword..." Xing Tian's eyes were as cold as frost.
The savage's nerves were already tense and he did not dare to underestimate him.
Xing Tian's old voice suddenly sounded. "The fourth sword... a hundred birds are paying homage to the phoenix!"
As he finished speaking, you could clearly see that his left hand was raised instantly. The leaves on his left hand were thrown out in an instant.
A total of ten leaves were shot at the savages in ten directions. It was hard to believe that Xing Tian could control the direction in which the leaves were shot out with only one hand.
However, this is not the most important thing.
The leaves created extremely terrible friction with the air.
After this friction, these leaves actually emitted a sound that resembled the flapping of bird wings, and a bird's cry, as sharp as a neighing!
Perhaps, this scene just confirms the name of the fourth sword——
