Yijian Feixue said proudly: "Actually, you and I both know it. Since I have this evidence in my hand, it will be difficult for me to leave this ship alive today. Since I am destined to die by your sword, why should I?"
Nie Niannian, why not die generously? Since I live a vigorous life, I must die happily.∠"
When she said this, her expression was resolute and heroic, and her whole body had a charming demeanor.
Zhui Feng couldn't help but be infected by her magnanimity and pride. There was a time when he was so carefree and free, happy with his grudges.
For a moment, he was filled with pride: "Okay, I will help you today!"
He looked around again: "This place is too narrow. After I finish cleaning up, you still have to come in to rest. I don't want to turn this room into a pile of rubble. Let's go outside!"
Yijian Feixue said: "Then let's go!"
The front deck of the yacht is very wide, and several colorful flags are erected on the front and second floors. Yi Jian Feixue stands under the flags.
At this time, the wind picked up on the sea, causing her cloak to fly like an elf, adding even more pride to her heroic appearance.
Yi Jian Feixue took off her cloak for the first time, and threw it away before it was blown away by the strong wind. A compact swordsman's armor was revealed inside, and the long black sheath sword at her waist was particularly conspicuous.
She raised her hand again, and a strange-shaped badge on her arm immediately glowed with golden light.
Zhui Feng's eyes also burst out with blazing light: "Shenwu Badge?"
Yijian Feixue proudly replied: "Exactly!"
Zhui Feng waved his hand lightly, and the huge black sword was immediately held in his palm.
Yi Jian Feixue said: "Longteng Ancient Sword?"
Zhui Feng smiled: "Good eyesight!"
Yijian Feixue sneered: "Mr. Jun has been traveling across the continent for decades. This Shenwu badge has been passed down for many generations. Even if the owner can die, the badge has never been defeated. Today, even if Tanghua Feijian is here, I will
Say so."
She is quite smart. Just mentioning Tanghua Feijian will remind people of the dispute between Fairy Haitang and Mr. Jun. Zhuifeng will not tolerate anyone disrespecting his master. As expected, he was fooled and raised the ancient
Jian said sternly: "There is no need for Tanghua Feijian to take action, Longteng Ancient Sword can also deal with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew straight down from the second floor. The black light appeared again at an astonishing speed.
With a dragon's roar of "choking", the flying snow sword was also unsheathed and flew over him.
Two sword lights, one white and one black, clashed in the air with a "ding" sound, and the air exploded with a "boom". Two powerful forces collided, and a circle of tangible and invisible sword energy was stirred up on the ground.
The steel plate was blown away with a "crackling" sound.
Seeing that the two of them had exchanged positions, Yi Jian Feixue was standing on the fence on the second floor, and Zhui Feng was also attached to a flagpole. Both of them looked calm and relaxed.
The sword strike just now was just a test of each other, and both of them knew it well.
Zhui Feng's Longteng Ancient Sword gave Yi Jian Feixue a majestic, domineering, and fierce feeling, while Zhui Feng felt that everyone he met before was a scumbag, and now he has truly met someone who is qualified to be his opponent.
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Almost at the same time, the two of them moved again and flew past again.
"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding——"
There was a series of dense sounds in mid-air, and the two-color sword light was constantly flying and circling, colliding and striking. Both sides could only see the sword light but no one. Because no outsider could see their figures clearly, the speed was too fast.
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Their people and their swords have become one. Wherever their swords go, their people go. Wherever their people go, there is a brilliant sword light and colorful falling flowers.
The blazing sun, the rushing wind, the roaring sea water, and the electric sword light intertwined together to form an indescribably magnificent picture.
One is an immortal genius who has endured humiliation for many years and kept a low profile, just to make a splash and avenge the bloody sea of blood.
The other is an aloof swordsman who has a long and long road ahead. In order to keep a promise, he would rather walk alone, spattering blood every five steps.
Before this, they were all lonely and painful, because behind the sword light in the sky, you couldn't see what kind of pain and loneliness they endured, what kind of price and sacrifice they paid to create this
A wonderful scene.
But at this moment, they undoubtedly exuded the most brilliant brilliance in their lives. Countless loneliness, tragic experiences, firm will, perseverance, and never-relaxing persistence all resulted in the brilliance of this moment of duel.
For both of them, brilliance is enough to dilute all the misfortunes and sorrows in this life.
Suddenly there were two "pop" sounds, the sword light in the sky disappeared, and the two of them landed on the deck and stood still.
Zhui Feng held his sword across his chest, and then smiled: "You have no chance of defeating me."
With Feixue holding the sword in her backhand, her chest was already heaving a little.
But she knew that Zhui Feng was really not talking nonsense. Demon king-level masters like them focused on the first round of attacks. The test was on the depth of basic skills. If they didn't hurt anyone in the first round, they would be even more difficult to fight in the future.
Well, as time goes by, the closer you go, the closer you are to death, and there is no point in continuing to fight.
In other words, if you stop now, the winner has already been determined. Yi Jian Feixue really understands this truth very well.
Just talking about the combination of speed, strength and position in chasing the wind, Yi Jian Feixue knew that she was no match for others. If it were not for the support of a large number of attributes provided by the Shenwu badge and the equipment on her body, she would have fallen by now.
But there are two most critical things about Zhui Feng. First, he has a lot of experience in fighting. He seems to know how Feixue's sword will strike. Before the long sword reaches the ancient sword, he is waiting for her at that place.
, as soon as the long sword changes, the ancient sword changes accordingly. To put it simply, Zhui Feng is more flexible, more versatile, and full of spirituality in the use of the sword than Yi Jian Feixue. This is not a matter of talent and strength, but the accumulation of experience.
problem.
Then there was the terrifying Dragon Soaring Ancient Sword. It had so many special effects attached to it that every sword made Yi Feixue's entire arm go numb.
Yi Jian Feixue's power is an exaggerated 6992 points, and her attack power has reached an astonishing 17886 points. This does not include her various defense, damage reduction, and toughness passive special effects. She simply cannot believe that there is someone better than herself.
A stronger existence.
After a round of such an attack, Zhui Feng could still speak easily, but her breath was unstable and she couldn't speak at all.
"Did Laojun only teach you this skill?" Zhui Feng looked at her with interest, "With your skills in "The Ninth Continent", you are already quite powerful, but considering your status,
, I’m afraid this signboard, Shenwu Badge, will fall on your hand.”
Hearing this, Yi Jian Feixue's heart moved, and she raised her sword again to stab forward.
This sweep was no longer at the lightning speed just now, but floated four or five meters forward.
And this stab was not a movement as fast as wind and lightning, but a light sword thrust forward.
This kind of "slowness" is not like the style of a sword master at all, but more like a graceful dancer.
But it was precisely because of this "slowness" that Zhui Feng put away his joking expression, and his expression became serious. Moreover, he did not accept the move at all, and he could only drift back, also at a very slow speed.
He didn't take the move because he didn't dare to take it at all. It was obviously a light sword, at least it seemed to be pointed at his chest, but in the blink of an eye the sword seemed to be inspired by some kind of magic and suddenly became blurry.
Qing, like the shadow of a twisted and squirming spiritual snake, in the blink of an eye the sword was in front of his eyes, and it was inserted diagonally from above, with the tip pointed directly at his eyeballs.
Zhui Feng was surprised. He had long heard that Yi Jian Feixue's swordsmanship was amazing. In terms of the profession of swordsman alone, Yi Jian Feixue was one of the most powerful people in the entire continent.
In the past, he thought this was the flattery of those people, but now he realized that they were not just boasting, Yijian Feixue really had something to offer.
In fact, he was not the only one who was surprised. Both Mad Dog Dragon and Hu Weiwei were shocked by this weird sword technique, because the swords were thrust out from the most incredible angles. How do you parry? What if the hard fight fails? This
In this level of battle, the word mistake means the word death.
With a sword, Feixue took advantage of the victory and pursued it, stabbing him with his sword several times, but Zhui Feng just gave in.
However, the surrounding metal flagpoles were knocked down by the powerful and surging sword energy. Many flags turned into small fragments, as if countless colorful butterflies were flying in the sea and sky. The two people shuttled and flew in the "butterfly rain", giving this
A thrilling duel added a touch of romance.
As the "Butterfly Rain" gradually became smaller, Yi Jian Feixue's sword power also began to change from strong to weak. It was not as mysterious, elegant and unpredictable as it was at the beginning. If it can be described, it was like a piece of music. In the end, it was like a piece of music.
The part has been performed, and it is now coming to an end, and the melody is gradually getting lower.
But Zhui Feng increased his vigilance. He had a feeling that Yi Jian Feixue was not weakening, but was slowly gaining momentum and looking for a turning point. This was like a violent storm just falling, and now the rain is about to stop.
Now, if you think this is the end, you are wrong. In the next moment, the dark clouds will disperse. At that time, the clouds will break through the sky, and the eternal sunshine will return to the earth. Between heaven and earth, what can
What is more brilliant, more brilliant and more powerful than the sun?
That's a really powerful move!
It must be said that Zhui Feng’s premonition was based on countless rich experiences.
Sure enough, Yi Jian Feixue suddenly jumped up, and there was a brief pause in the high altitude. Her armor was bright, her movements were stretched, and the sun shone on her face, her sword, and every part of her body. At this moment, she
Like a flying fairy arriving, the whole world turns their attention to her, and all the glory shines because of her.
The next second, she turned into a flying rainbow and fell rapidly, and the last sword that turned the clouds to the sun was finally thrust out. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
