Six hundred and seventieth chapters get another knife
Listening to Feng Hui's words, everyone immediately understood that everyone in the Tianxing Sect was probably like this.
Feng Hui has taken action before. Yesterday, he carried three golden elixir monks alone and had to support others. It was a small appearance.
Standing up at this moment made this group of people's hearts skip a beat. After all, Sun Xu was a young man. According to the practice of the cultivation world for countless years, his strength was definitely not that strong.
Although his status is not low, his disciples are very strong, and his vision is very good, but he has never made a move, which cannot prove that he is very strong.
It's a pity that they don't know. It's not that Sun Xu never took action, but that when Sun Xu took action, they didn't know it at all.
Just now, Abe Ryuyasu seemed to have inexplicably backed up tens of meters, and then he was stunned. No one expected that the breath that Sun Xu exhaled directly destroyed Abe Ryuyasu's spirit.
The Abe family all cheered for Abe Ino, wishing they could swarm up and kill Feng Hui, and then kill that Chinese brat.
As a special ninja, Abe Ino is very strong even in face-to-face battles. In the competition with Abe Ryukou, he won more than he lost.
Facing Feng Hui at this moment, his face was filled with coldness: "Okay, wait until I take your head, then kill that little brat and bury him with my brother!"
"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't dare to take action, you can commit suicide too!" Feng Hui frowned, why does this guy talk so much, it's so annoying.
As soon as he finished speaking, he landed on the sea with a few wisps of breeze under his feet. He was a Taoist so naturally he couldn't rely on his own strength to fight head-on like a warrior.
Before he could stand firm, a long knife emerged from the air and slashed directly at Feng Hui. The blade with a cold light went straight towards Feng Hui's neck.
The sea surface began to fluctuate, and Feng Hui's figure followed the fluctuations of the waves and flashed a distance of more than ten meters.
The long sword also flashed away and disappeared into the air again. Abe Ino hid himself again. This was the unique skill of the ninja, the ability to hide his tracks.
It can be said to be a superficial application of space power, but it only goes so far.
If it weren't for the fact that the current cultivation world as a whole has almost zero cultivation of spiritual consciousness, but with Sun Xu's level when he was a martial arts master, ninjas would be vulnerable.
Although Feng Hui's current control of spiritual consciousness is not as good as that of his master, it is still much better than other monks. It can cover dozens of meters without any problem.
He almost suffered a hidden loss if he didn't check for a while at first. When he concentrated his attention, Abe Ino was within the scope of his consciousness and there was no way to escape.
As he raised his hand, a flash of fire flashed and landed directly in front of him ten meters away.
A black shadow was directly forced out, jumped into the sea, extinguished the flames on its body, and disappeared again.
Feng Hui sneered, stretched out his hand and fired a spell. With him as the center, the sea surface with a radius of hundreds of meters began to freeze quickly, without giving the opponent any chance.
The next time Abe Ino appeared in people's sight, it was dozens of seconds later. He was standing on the sea, panting heavily, and looking at Feng Hui with a pair of puzzled eyes.
This guy seems to have a way to judge his position. The situation is not good!
Fortunately, the hateful Chinese was a Taoist, so he still had hope of victory. He immediately took a deep breath, and Abe Ino disappeared. Within a breath, he appeared in front of Feng Hui and swung his sword down again.
Feng Hui retreated more than ten meters. Before he could take a breath, Abe Ino had already followed him like a maggot attached to his bones. Another sword light fell, forcing Feng Hui to retreat again.
Seeing that Abe Ino had the upper hand and seemed to be crushing the Chinese people, the morale of the Abe family was immediately boosted, and even the people from the Black Dragon Association cheered loudly.
The haze brought about by Abe Ryukou's suicide just now has been swept away without leaving any trace.
After several consecutive blows, it seemed that Feng Hui was helpless against this kind of attack. On the Chinese side, some people were secretly anxious and couldn't help but look at Sun Xu.
Sun Xu still had a calm face, as if he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, and even looked like he wanted to laugh.
There is nothing to worry about. If Feng Hui wants to deal with Abe Ino, he can take action at any time. Now he is just practicing how he should react when facing the approaching monks.
After more than ten stabs in a row, Abe Ino also realized that something was not right. Every time he killed him, the guy would always get out of the way just right, and he already had a feeling that something was not going well.
He hesitated in his heart, and when he fought, he was naturally not like before, lacking the determination and indomitable murderous spirit.
It's time to end, Feng Hui sighed in his heart, even though this guy can't do anything to him, if he wants to run away, it will be difficult for him to catch up.
After all, you can find it wherever you want on this vast ocean.
He immediately stretched out his hand, quickly performed a few moves, stretched out his hand and drew a circle on the sea in front of him.
A ray of fire began to spread, and in an instant, the sea surface was directly circled. It was Feng Hui who combined the traditional Chinese Taoism and the "Tiandao Technique" taught by his master to process the painted land himself.
This is a hell of fire, not a simple confinement technique.
Once the expert takes action, there will be nothing.
Although Feng Hui had been passively evading during this period, when he took action now, everyone who saw this scene sighed in unison, Abe Ino was finished.
The inferno became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a little flame, hitting Abe Ino heavily on the forehead.
The figure holding the long knife tightly, with a face full of reluctance, fell down in disbelief, and his eyes lost their luster, without giving anyone a chance to save him.
The strong sea tide directly washed his body onto the beach. Feng Hui took the long knife and returned to Sun Xu: "Master, that guy is too weak, and the disciple can't win!"
Although these words are very disrespectful, everyone present must admit that when Feng Hui killed that guy just now, he did not waste any energy.
It only lasted three to five minutes. So far, it was the fastest fight that ended.
Sun Xu nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to take the knife, and it was a famous sword with an authentic view of the world.
Among the monks in the island country, everyone looked frustrated and resentful. Another precious sword fell into the hands of the Chinese people. Hate! But what can hate do?
There was no one else at the scene, clamoring to challenge Sun Xu. Everyone knew that if they wanted to challenge Sun Xu, they had to kill Feng Hui first, but the Golden Core cultivator was not confident, and the Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't take action at this time, so the matter could only stop here.