Wang Feng thought for a moment, and since he couldn't force out the firefly on the other side, let's do this for the time being.
Of course, what really makes Wang Feng choose to wait and see is the system. As the owner of the system, Wang Feng believes that if there is danger, the system will definitely not ignore it.
After shaking his head, Wang Feng was about to continue heading towards the depths of the ancient land of God's Fall, when he suddenly frowned and turned around to look.
Behind Wang Feng, there was a figure, slowly walking towards him. It was a middle-aged man wearing simple clothes and carrying a big sword on his back!
The sword was very big. It was the first time Wang Feng had seen such a big sword. It was a head taller than the man.
What really made Wang Feng solemn was that he had just realized that this man had walked ten miles away from him. Even if his mind was attracted by the fireflies on the other side just now, it was not like that.
The only explanation is that this middle-aged man is very strong, not ordinary!
"Your sword is huge!"
Wang Feng glanced at the middle-aged man and smiled.
"You are strong!"
The middle-aged man looked at Wang Feng and spoke out. His voice was hoarse, so hoarse that it gave Wang Feng the feeling as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
"You're not bad either!"
Wang Feng said with a noncommittal smile.
"My sword wants to fight with you!"
"But I don't have time...!"
"My sword wants to fight with you!"
"Your sword is not sharp!"
"I am its leader!"
Wang Feng was silent. This was the first time he had seen someone so obsessed with swords, except Ye Gucheng and others.
This is a pure sword practitioner, just like Yan Shisan, who has nothing but the sword!
"If you want to fight with me, it's very expensive!"
Wang Feng glanced at the middle-aged man and smiled.
The middle-aged man said nothing, just stared at Wang Feng, his eyes were chaotic and without a trace of color.
"I win, you come with me!"
After thinking about it, Wang Feng said, he didn't say what would happen if he lost. He believed that the middle-aged man understood what he meant.
There is no hatred between them, and they don't even know each other, but Wang Feng knows that if he loses, the only choice is death.
The sword is a murderous sword. This sentence is not just rhetoric.
The middle-aged man nodded, and then he slowly took off the big sword from his back and stroked it gently. There was no aura blooming on his body, but Wang Feng felt a chill coming from all directions.
.
Wang Feng shrugged, looked around, then walked to a dark tree, picked up a dark branch, and held it in his hand.
When he saw Wang Feng's posture, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with doubts and he stared at Wang Feng like that.
"This is my sword!"
Wang Feng explained with a smile.
After the words fell, Wang Feng moved. He held the branch in his hand, and the power in his body surged wildly. The branch that was originally incapable of hurting people bloomed with an extreme edge. At this moment, the void trembled slightly.
With.
A vast sword intent arose from Wang Feng's body. Sometimes this sword intent was as cold as ice, and sometimes it was like a raging flame. With this sword intent, Wang Feng stabbed straight out.
It seemed ordinary, but at that moment, peerless sharpness surged towards the middle-aged man from all directions. The void around the middle-aged man was like a quagmire, making it impossible to move.
When Wang Feng's sword struck, the middle-aged man's hand stroking the sword stopped. A bright light flashed in his cloudy eyes, and then he swung the sword out.
With this swing, a terrifying sword light tore through the void, like a rainbow, striking out horizontally. The extreme sharpness caused the surrounding dark trees to explode at this moment.
boom!
The two sword beams collided violently, and countless sword energy shot out in all directions. With Wang Feng and Wang Feng at the center, the entire ground was cut into cracks. The originally dense forest suddenly became a hundred meters wide.
of open space.
Neither Wang Feng nor the middle-aged man paid attention to the power sweeping around them. Both of them stared at each other and moved at the same time.
One person was holding a branch, and the other was holding a big sword. It seemed like an unequal battle, but they collided fiercely. The branch was not broken, and the sword was not sharpened. Just like this, you came and I went, and the surrounding open space expanded from ten meters to ten meters.
100 meters.
This is the first time since Wang Feng came to this world that he has fought so heartily and so happily.
He suddenly understood that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue; Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng were in agreement. It was in line with that sentence that it was enough to have a confidant in life!
boom!
After the collision, Wang Feng and the middle-aged man stood opposite each other. The two of them were panting, and their fighting spirit surged. The terrifying power surging throughout their bodies made the surrounding void distort in a way that was visible to the naked eye.
At this time, Wang Feng was very shocked. He was not shocked by the strength of the middle-aged man, but by the strange state in his own body.
When fighting this middle-aged man just now, Wang Feng clearly felt that the profound energy in his body was running more smoothly and faster. Even in this ancient land, he could quickly absorb it.
The thin mysterious energy floating around.
The most important thing is that when his profound energy circulates in the body for a long time and passes through the heart, the profound energy fed back from the heart is actually stronger, not in terms of quantity, but in quality.
Without thinking, Wang Feng knew that this was probably caused by the firefly lying on the other side of his heart.
"Your sword is very similar to an elder from my sect. If you meet him, I'm afraid you will become a close friend." Wang Feng glanced at the middle-aged man and chuckled.
"Who is he?"
A flash of light flashed in the middle-aged man's cloudy eyes, and he said hoarsely.
"He is a pure person. Compared with him, your sword is a bit inferior. Not only him, but several elders of our sect, your sword can't compare."
After hearing Wang Feng's words, the middle-aged man was not angry. His eyes were brighter. He looked directly at Wang Feng and said, "What should I say?"
"Their swords have souls! Your swords don't have souls yet!"
Wang Feng said without hesitation, but he was thinking in his heart: This pretense is really uncomfortable!
The middle-aged man's sword is very strong, not ordinary. If Wang Feng hadn't practiced the sword skills of Ye Gucheng and others, and had the memory of their sword training in his mind, Wang Feng would not be sure that he would be able to catch this middle-aged man.
of a sword.
"Your sword has no soul!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, he glanced at Wang Feng and said hoarsely.
"Because what I practice is not the sword, but the heart!" Wang Feng said with a smile.
"I have a sword. If you can take it, I will follow you." The middle-aged man took a deep look at Wang Feng and said in a deep voice.
"please!"
When Wang Feng's words fell, the middle-aged man closed his eyes. His big sword was standing in front of him. His hand turned red, and when he touched the sword, the big sword trembled instantly.
Buzz!
A loud bell-like sound of sword chants exploded in this area. When the sound of sword chants sounded, Wang Feng seemed to see countless swords emerging behind the middle-aged man. Those swords were very small and gathered together.
, and formed a great sword.
"The heavy sword has no edge!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed across his eyes. He roared, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, and thrust it hard into the ground, causing the ground where he was to explode instantly.
This sword did not strike Wang Feng, but struck the ground, as if the middle-aged man was not fighting Wang Feng, but performing for Wang Feng.
Just when Wang Feng was confused, he was startled and raised his head suddenly. He saw an extremely huge sword in the void above his head, stabbing him down. He was just playing games with him in his previous life.
Like the great sword of Marcia.
For a moment, Wang Feng wondered if this middle-aged man had inherited Demacia's heritage and inherited the great sword that was so famous in the canyon?
The extremely huge long sword did not strike very fast, but every time it fell, Wang Feng felt his body sinking, as if the whole world was suppressing him. The unparalleled pressure made Wang Feng
Fengdu felt a little palpitated.
The heavy sword has no edge. It really has no edge, but it is also really heavy.
Wang Feng didn't have time to think too much. He felt that his whole body was about to be crushed by this big sword. His eyes narrowed and he recalled the process of Ye Gucheng's creation of the Flying Immortal from Heaven. His whole aura changed.
There is no joy or sadness, the whole heart is like a calm lake, without any ripples.
With Wang Feng in such a state, the middle-aged man not far away froze his eyes and stared at Wang Feng closely. He could feel that an extremely terrifying sword power was sprouting from Wang Feng's body.
"Flying Fairy from Heaven!"
When the big sword fell one meter above Wang Feng's head, Wang Feng let out a low roar, and his whole body flashed in vain, appearing in the sky above the big sword.
Drawn out on a dark branch.
This sword is like a flash of lightning, or like a rainbow crossing the sky!
This sword was brilliant and swift, with a bone-chilling chill. Its unparalleled edge was so terrifying that it was irresistible!
The sword falls, the sword breaks!
Wang Feng slowly fell from the void and looked at the stunned middle-aged man quietly.
At this time, the middle-aged man's pupils were constricted, and his eyes were staring at the stars in the void. He was shocked by Wang Feng's sword.
This sword is flawless and indestructible.
"Is this sword called the Flying Immortal from Heaven?" It wasn't until a long time later that the middle-aged man looked at Wang Feng and asked.
Wang Feng nodded. He was a little out of strength at this time. This sword cost at least eight-tenths of his profound energy. If it weren't for the strange state caused by the flowing fireflies on the other side, he could quickly absorb this divine drop from the ancient land.
He was afraid that he had exhausted his profound energy at this time.
"Did you create it?"
"No, it was created by Ye Gucheng, the elder of our sect! Our Immortal Sect currently has three masters of swordsmanship. Each of them has created his own set of swordsmanship. Each set is no worse than this sword!" Wang Feng shook his head.
He shook his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and said in a deep voice.
As soon as Wang Feng said these words, the middle-aged man was shaken again. He stared at Wang Feng and said, "Can I join your sect?"