Knowing the power of the sword of thought in his heart, Mo Wen's expression suddenly became more solemn. He had underestimated Jiang Quanfu before. If he used the sword of thought very skillfully, it would be a fatal threat to him. After all, he was cultivating immortals.
The things of the ancient warriors are too lethal to ancient warriors.
"Feiling Sword, cut!"
Jiang Quanfu shouted low, and a ball of light suddenly shot out from his eyes. The next moment, the long sword in his hand suddenly flew up, suspended in mid-air, and the next moment, it suddenly disappeared from where it was.
In the blink of an eye, a long sword appeared silently from Mo Wen's body a hundred meters away, and slashed it down with a single stroke.
A ray of white light poured down and instantly enveloped Mo Wen. The long sword seemed to have transcended the limitations of time and space and appeared in front of Mo Wen in an instant.
Mo Wen squinted his eyes slightly, and his body tensed slightly. It was indeed the smell of the sword of thought. Before the long sword came, terrifying pressure came down. The pressure that burst out due to the high concentration of thoughts was almost comparable to
The pressure at the peak of fetal breath realm.
In an instant, Mo Wen felt as if a hill was pressing down on him, and his body stiffened. The flying sword was as fast as lightning, arriving in the blink of an eye.
If an ordinary person encountered such a sword, he would probably be decapitated in the blink of an eye. Before death, he would be immersed in the terrifying suppression of thoughts and would never be able to react.
A cruel smile appeared on Jiang Quanfu's lips. No matter how high Mo Wen's inner energy cultivation was, he was not in the realm of fetal breath after all. In terms of overall quality, he would definitely not be able to compare with an ancient warrior in the realm of fetal breath.
His Flying Spirit Sword is the Dafang Sect’s unique martial arts. The five founding masters of the Dafang Sect obtained the peerless martial arts from a mysterious place. Its level is comparable to the peerless martial arts, or even better.
, only those in the fetal breath realm can practice.
For many years, the Dafang Sect has been hiding the Feiling Sword in the snow. Very few people know about it. Even the head of the Dafang Sect does not know how to practice the Feiling Sword. Because only the supreme elders of the Dafang Sect can achieve the fetal breath realm.
Only with a certain level of cultivation can you practice this unique skill.
Once the Flying Spirit Sword is used, it will have terrible lethality and even a fatal threat to ancient warriors who are also in the fetal breath realm.
Don't ask a dabbler who is only half of the fetal breath realm. He doesn't believe that he can dodge a blow from the Flying Spirit Sword.
After knowing that Jiang Quanfu was using the sword of thought, Mo Wen completely concentrated his energy. The moment the flying sword struck down, a ball of light burst out from his eyes, and suddenly there seemed to be an invisible ripple hitting the flying sword.
, causing Feijian to momentarily stagnate.
Taking advantage of that moment, Mo Wen's figure flashed and disappeared, and then appeared dozens of meters away in a few flashes.
Almost at the same time, the flying sword flashed down, passing by where he was before, splitting his afterimage into two halves.
"Escaped!"
Jiang Quanfu's eyes widened with surprise. He originally thought that one sword strike would be enough to kill the kid, but he didn't expect the kid to seize the moment and escape.
How is that possible!
How could Jiang Quanfu, who practices the Sword of Thought, not understand that his Flying Spirit Sword is a martial art that is almost impossible to avoid. Once the thought of evading arises in your heart, you will inevitably die under the Flying Spirit Sword. This is also the scary thing about the Flying Spirit Sword.
, the hidden absolute killing conditions.
After all, the speed of the human body cannot be faster than his flying sword. When encountering a flying sword, avoiding it is a fatal mistake.
Those who do not dodge or evade and fight head-on with Feijian are less likely to die and can survive the attack of Feijian.
This was the first time Jiang Quanfu saw someone being able to dodge the Flying Spirit Sword, and it was still a young man. That was something that almost no peerless expert at the peak of the Fetal Breath Realm could do.
"How did you do that?"
Jiang Quanfu looked at Mo Wen in bewilderment. He really didn't understand how Mo Wen could do it just now. He avoided the attack under the flying sword. In his opinion, that was almost impossible.
If his eldest brother Jiang Quangui used the Flying Spirit Sword against him, if he chose to dodge, he would definitely be dead. There would be no second possibility.
"Rubber!"
A hundred meters away, Mo Wen rolled his eyes. He thought that since Jiang Quanfu could practice the sword of thought, he should have some understanding of the sword of thought, but he didn't expect that he was still at the level of a layman.
Under normal circumstances, it is indeed impossible to dodge the sword of mind. The speed at which an ancient warrior in the early stage of fetal breath can control a flying sword with his mind is comparable to that of an ancient warrior in the golden elixir realm. If an ancient warrior in the golden elixir realm uses the sword of mind, the speed
It's even more terrifying.
But who can let the Sword of Thought kill under "normal" circumstances? The way to deal with the Sword of Thought is usually to use one's own thoughts to interfere with the thoughts on the flying sword. Once the thoughts are disturbed, both speed and attack power will decrease.
a lot of.
If the power of thoughts is strong enough, you can even use the interference of thoughts to directly remove all the thoughts attached to the flying sword of the opponent, cut off the opponent's control of the flying sword, and even control the opponent's flying sword in turn, without any effort.
Can defeat opponents.
After all, the sword of the mind is not a flying sword in the hands of immortal cultivators. It is just a sword controlled by the mind. There is almost no guarantee. Whoever has a strong mind can defeat the other party.
Only the flying swords in the hands of immortal cultivators will not have this drawback, because the flying swords in the hands of immortal cultivators are specially made flying swords. After the immortal family's sacrificial method, the soul imprint is imprinted on the flying swords, making the flying swords more powerful.
If you recognize your master and command it as freely as your own arm, it will be difficult for the enemy to take away the flying sword.
The moment the flying sword fell, Mo Wen interfered with the flying sword with his own thoughts, causing the flying sword to stop for a moment, and then retreated. That Jiang Quanfu didn't discover this detail, or he didn't know the thoughts at all.
The sword can interfere with this conventional method with thoughts.
Mo Wen felt a little funny in his heart. He had such little knowledge and didn't understand the martial arts he practiced. He really didn't understand how he could master the sword of thought. Under normal circumstances, people who practice the sword of thought would use several methods to prevent the enemy's thoughts.
Interference means to ensure the lethality of the flying sword. Now it seems that Jiang Quanfu does not have such a clever method at all.
Mo Wen felt relieved. Jiang Quanfu's sword of thought might not be as difficult to deal with as he imagined.
"How dare you scold me."
Not only did Mo Wen not answer his questions, but he also dared to call him a bastard. Jiang Quanfu was immediately furious. He dodged and chased Mo Wen. At the same time, he concentrated on controlling the flying sword and flew towards Mo Wen.
A playful smile appeared on Mo Wen's lips, and he did not confront Jiang Quanfu. Instead, he used a wandering step, constantly dodging, and always kept a distance from Jiang Quanfu.
Jiang Quanfu's face was grim, and he used Qinggong to the limit, constantly chasing after Mo Wen, and whenever he found an opportunity, he would send Mo Wen a flying sword.
But every time he drew his sword, the distance between him and Mo Wen was within fifty meters, so he took action instantly.
But unfortunately, no matter how he directed the flying sword attack, it did not cause any blow to Mo Wen. Mo Wen could escape from his flying sword every time, almost without exception.
Jiang Quanfu felt a little crazy in his heart and kept chasing after Mo Wen. He didn't understand why Mo Wen could dodge the Flying Spirit Sword that was said to be inescapable again and again, and it seemed so easy and effortless.
strength.
The training conditions for the Flying Spirit Sword are very high, and the conditions for its use are also very high. Every time he uses the Flying Spirit Sword, it consumes a lot of energy. After seven or eight swords, even with his cultivation level, he felt an emptiness in his mind, and his energy was
Crazy passage passed by, and cold sweat began to appear on my forehead.
If Mo Wen is no longer able to be killed, I'm afraid he won't be able to take action again.
"The attack distance is within fifty meters."
Mo Wen moved his feet slightly and dodged Jiang Quanfu's sword. He smiled at the corner of his mouth. It turned out that the attack distance of the flying sword was less than fifty meters. He really looked higher than Jiang Quanfu. The sword of thought he cultivated was probably just a sword.
Half-assed stuff.
"Little bastard, don't hide if you have the guts! Fight Grandpa for three hundred rounds."
Mo Wen was still unable to attack, and Jiang Quanfu was extremely angry. How could he deal with a junior in such a miserable state, and what's more, he was using the Flying Spirit Sword of Zhen Sect martial arts.
In his whole life, Jiang Quanfu has never been so aggrieved. That boy's attainments in Qinggong are too high. He can't even be hit by the Feiling Sword. So wouldn't it mean that he can't get anything out of him by using other martial arts?
"Old turtle, if I don't hide away, what can you do to me?"
Mo Wen tested Jiang Quanfu's level and stopped hiding. He just stood there blankly.
"Boy, die."
When Jiang Quanfu saw this, he was overjoyed. He tried his best to activate his flying sword, and struck Mo Wen hard with one sword, covering a distance of dozens of meters in an instant.
Mo Wenfeng stood calmly on the spot, seemingly not seeing the flash of sword light that appeared in front of him in an instant.
But almost instantly, a dazzling golden light burst out from Mo Wen's eyes, and the aura on his body suddenly increased sharply. The terrifying aura was cold and domineering, like a cold-blooded emperor.
The pressure that Mo Wen exuded at that moment almost exceeded the realm of the early stage of fetal breath, and was comparable to the terrifying pressure in the middle stage of fetal breath.
The moment the coercion appeared, the flying sword suddenly paused. This pause was extremely long, and even Jiang Quanfu noticed something was wrong.
Mo Wen roared loudly and jumped up. The sound seemed to contain dragon roars and roars, which rippled through the heaven and earth for a long time.
In the distance, those trial members who were getting further and further away from the battle circle, almost more than 500 meters away, covered their ears and squatted down in pain. Some people with low cultivation levels rolled on the ground, seemingly in agony.
The flying sword suspended in mid-air was affected by the invisible sound wave, making a mournful clang, and strangely stopped in mid-air.
Mo Wen's figure appeared in front of the flying sword in a flash, grabbing the flying sword in his hand. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support.
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