Ling Feng's soul shrouded his whole body, and he could see through everything. The flash of white aura had revealed the jade bracelet on Bai Mudan's wrist. This was a magic weapon-level Sumeru bracelet. This kind of storage magic weapon is even rarer than the low-grade magic weapon.
, ordinary sect leaders simply cannot afford it.
Obviously Bai Mudan also has a background. If nothing else happens, she must be a true disciple of Baihua Palace, and her unique Baihua Qi cannot fool him.
These thoughts just flashed through Ling Feng's mind, and then he unsheathed his sword, concentrated his energy, and activated the Han Jiao Sword's additional skill, Ice Sword Gang.
The two of them were facing each other about ten meters apart, both concentrating their skills and looking for the other's weaknesses. No one made the first move, because there would be a weakness as soon as they made a move.
After a while, it was Ling Feng who made the first move, because he was not obsessed with winning or losing. This time he mainly wanted to practice martial arts and hone his sword skills!
Ling Feng's figure was like a fleeting shadow, coming suddenly. The bright sword sharply slashed, making a sound that cut through the air, and slashed towards Bai Mudan's neck. The only martial arts in the world is fast! Ling Feng's movement skills are extremely fast. This
The sword comes in an instant, and ordinary orifice refining masters cannot react at all. They will definitely end up being killed by the sword!
However, this extremely fast sword was in vain, because Bai Mudan had turned into an afterimage and disappeared, and appeared on Ling Feng's left side. The Baihua Sword condensed an inch of sword light and pierced his left rib as fast as lightning.
Ling Feng's figure spun very quickly, avoiding the blade of the Hundred Flower Sword just in time.
However, the Baihua Sword didn't stop at all. It instantly changed from stabbing to cutting, and it quickly slashed towards his neck.
The Hanjiao Sword flashed forward and blocked the sword's edge.
With a bang, the two swords simultaneously bloomed with dazzling white aura!
The two stared at each other at the same time, then quickly separated, only to clash again with their swords!
The movement speed of the two people reached the extreme speed, and dozens of white phantoms appeared in a moment. Because they were all dressed in white, Jiang Yuqing could not tell who was who. That was a phantom, and that was a real person. He could only hear.
The two divine weapon-level swords kept violently colliding.
In just a few minutes, the two passed hundreds of moves, but it was hard to tell the winner.
This is a pure swordsmanship competition. The two have similar movement skills and attack power. It depends on whose swordsmanship is more exquisite to win unexpectedly.
Jiang Yuqing was dumbfounded when she saw it. She didn't expect Ling Feng's martial arts to be so high. Even the master who was ranked twenty-seventh on the list was just between him and him!
After a while, the two of them exchanged swords and separated again. The short trial attack was over. Simply talking about swordsmanship, it was hard to tell the winner between the two. Then the only thing left was to compete with sword energy and sword intent!
The acupoints all over the body of White Peony spurt out streams of true Qi from flowers, which condense into pieces of pink peony petals that flutter in the wind, making them very gorgeous.
Ling Feng's expression was solemn. In the last fight, he was defeated by this move. This pink petal contains a unique peony flower meaning that can make people fall into a state of intoxication and fall into a deep sleep. In order to prevent being hit again
Move, he activated the Canglang Qi in his Dantian and condensed a transparent water curtain in front of him!
At this time, more than a hundred pink peony petals have arrived quickly, making a harsh sound of breaking through the air, like sharp flying knives coming at a rapid speed.
Jiang Yuqing looked a little worried. The master's move was extremely powerful. He had defeated many masters. Will something happen to Ling Feng?
At this time, hundreds of pink petals have hit the transparent water curtain, spinning continuously and splashing ripples, trying to cut through the transparent water curtain.
However, this transparent water curtain seems thin, but a part of the water system's true energy will stick to these petals firmly, just like a big man stuck in the swamp mud, unable to use his strength and unable to break free.
At this moment, nine petals suddenly bloomed with pink brilliance. With a whooshing sound, it cut through the transparent water curtain and shot toward Ling Feng from all directions. Obviously, these nine pink petals were the killing move, and the other petals were just confusion.
Man's false move.
The corner of Ling Feng's mouth raised slightly, and he used the power of his essence and blood to bless the dragon elephant's golden body. A light golden light appeared all over his body. In a flash, his sword edge quickly passed through a clever arc like a meteor, striking three peony petals.
broken.
However, six more petals flew towards his chest, back, left and right ribs, legs, and one towards his face.
This seemingly thin peony petal was actually sharper than a black iron weapon. Ling Feng didn't want to be disfigured, so he opened his mouth, and with a burst of sound, a white air penetrated the peony petal. At this time, the other five petals had already hit at the same time.
However, it was of no use. It was like a rapidly rotating gear passing through the steel plate, making a harsh sound and causing sparks to fly.
At this time, Ling Feng is no longer what he used to be. The seventh-turn dragon-elephant golden body and the powerful power of Yuanjing are condensed to protect the body. The defense is extremely powerful. Unless he is a magic weapon with sharpness 4 or above, even his skin will be damaged.
It was difficult to pierce it. Immediately, Ling Feng's sword swept away, annihilating the peony flower spirit inside, and the peony petals scattered with the wind.
At this time, he casually made a move, and the transparent water curtain in front of him rolled up hundreds of pink peony petals and submerged them into his body. These peony petals are the pure condensed energy of hundreds of flowers, and there is no peony flower essence condensed in them. They can be replenished after digestion.
Replenish vitality.
"Okay, the Soul-Capturing Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation, so let's go all out and let me see your true ability!"
White Peony's whole body Qi changed, from the gentle sunshine to the cold and dead silence. A sharp sword intention suddenly condensed, ready to go. A stream of Baihua Qi erupted from the aperture, condensing pieces of white peony petals.
, this petal exudes a cold and sharp edge!
It turns out that this is the real white peony. Ling Feng suddenly realized that the meaning of the peony flower changed into the cold and dead sword intention. He grasped the true meaning of the two opposites of life and death. Aren't he afraid of soul conflict?
The moment Ling Feng was thinking about it, Bai Mudan's figure appeared in a flash, and the Baihua Sword's cold sword light quickly passed through Ling Feng's neck.
There was no blood splashing, only the afterimage collapsed, and Ling Feng's figure appeared above Bai Mudan's head, stabbing down quickly with a sword, and at the same time activated the soul skill Dragon Roar.
The white peony sea of consciousness, one red and one white, gently shakes the leaves to offset the power of the dragon chant soul skill. At the same time, the body disappears in a flash, and the cold white peony petals are like extremely sharp blades.
Come quickly!
Ling Feng didn't know that the petal was the real killing move, so he naturally didn't dare to get close easily. He flashed, and Canglang Qi in his body quickly surged out from the palm of his hand, turning into a white dragon with clear scales and almost like a substance, and headed towards those
White peony petals fluttered over.
These white petals were like a torrent of swords, coming at a rapid speed, instantly cutting the white dragon into dozens of pieces and scattering them!
With a thought in Ling Feng's mind, the dissipated Canglang Zhenqi turned into white waves, sweeping over in an instant and drowning all these white petals!
At this moment, White Peony had already arrived with a sword. Before the blade could reach it, the white peony petals, which were almost transparent but as sharp as swords, had already struck at Ling Feng's sea of consciousness!