Zhuo Mufeng didn't know Ke Junxia's situation at all, and he didn't think deeply about it. The reason why he walked slowly was to gather momentum and adjust his condition to the best.
Others don't know, but he himself knows very well that it was a pure luck that he was able to defeat Ke Junxia last time. Now that nearly a year has passed, although he has made great progress, he cannot stand still.
Even if the lion fights the rabbit, he still tries his best. Zhuo Mufeng will not look down on anyone. At this time, when he heard Ke Junxia's impatient shout, his heart trembled. This guy is so confident, does he have a trump card?
Thinking of this, Zhuo Mufeng walked slower and took smaller steps. Li Huo Xuan Bing's true energy reached the limit, and his mind was empty. He held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand. His whole body was like a dormant beast, suddenly
Tighten.
The crowds of people continued to slowly separate to both sides.
Ke Junxia's face turned red on the lake, and his feet on the lake trembled rapidly, causing ripples. He really couldn't hold on any longer.
If Zhuo Mufeng hadn't been surrounded by a crowd, he could have struck him with one sword. He cursed Zhuo Mufeng in his heart and continued to shout: "What are you doing so slowly? Just give up if you're afraid!"
Zhuo Mufeng didn't answer silently, but his expression became heavier and his steps became slower.
Ke Junxia was going crazy. His whole body was shaking rapidly like a spring, and even his shoes and socks were submerged in the lake water. If he didn't start fighting, he would be unable to maintain his posture.
Although most people were paying attention to Zhuo Mufeng, a few people looked at Ke Junxia. Some people with sharp eyes immediately saw Ke Junxia's embarrassment and couldn't help laughing.
Lian Yi had a dark look on his face, and instead of stroking his beard, he grabbed it hard, almost missing his beard. He secretly cursed the idiot, but he also felt that Zhuo Mufeng was too fucked up. No one like him would be able to fight even in a fight.
Dilly dawdle.
Du Yuehong, who was on the sword-discussing stage, covered her mouth with one hand and supported her waist with the other, giggling so much that she almost couldn't stand up straight.
Shang Zirong on the side was annoyed. Seeing how heartless she was, he immediately glanced at her sideways and said coldly: "Senior brother, the outcome is uncertain, but you are very happy!"
Du Yuehong was still laughing non-stop, as if she hadn't heard anything. Shang Zirong's face turned red with anger, and she secretly decided to drive away this ignorant white-eyed wolf when she turned around.
No one understood Ke Junxia's frustration at the moment. He was filled with anger and had no way to vent, and his whole body felt like it was going to explode. He almost endured the humiliation and returned to the shore. Fortunately, he started to come out after calling for a long time. The crowd finally separated, and Zhuo appeared on the shore.
Mu Feng's figure.
"kill!"
As if a volcano erupted or a mountain torrent poured out, Ke Junxia looked up to the sky and screamed, kicked off his feet, and rushed towards Zhuo Mufeng, carrying his sword full of anger and fighting spirit, which turned into a purple light as rich as jade.
, slashing at Zhuo Mufeng at a faster speed.
Hooray!
The moment the purple energy passed through, there was a strange sound of the curtain being torn apart in the void.
Even Ke Junxia himself didn't expect that this extreme situation would actually force out his potential, allowing him to wield an unprecedentedly powerful sword, even better than his peak state.
Ke Junxia laughed, feeling like a blessing in disguise.
Lian Yi, who had been paying close attention, also widened his eyes. He couldn't believe it, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he nodded slightly with relief. Although Ke Junxia was sometimes impulsive, he still had good qualifications.
What does it mean to steal the chicken but not lose the rice? This is Zhuo Mufeng. Lian Yi thought that Zhuo Mufeng was deliberately slow before, so that Ke Junxia could not get off the stage.
The purple sword energy is still in the air, and the sword pressure has been advancing layer by layer. As Meng Jiuxiao said, Zhuo Mufeng has no way to retreat. If he retreats, he will lose the status he finally earned in the Sanjiang Alliance. He wants to advance all the way,
To get rid of Tianzhu's control, the Sanjiang Alliance must become a firm backstage.
Therefore, for him in this battle, he can only win, not lose.
Zhuo Mufeng felt fierce in his heart, but his strength and breathing became more and more stable. Almost at the moment Ke Junxia took action, the Yitian Sword was unsheathed at the lake, showing its edge in front of the world's Jianghu people for the first time.
Pushing his feet on the ground, Zhuo Mufeng jumped up, perfected the magic light and blessed the Divine Sword Technique, and a domineering, powerful and unpredictable white sword energy suddenly burst out wildly.
pound!
With a deafening loud noise, the purple sword light and white sword energy collapsed at the same time.
"What, caught it?"
Ke Junxia's eyes were wide open and he couldn't believe what he saw.
As a four-star swordsmanship, the power of the Purple Qi Tuogang Sword has increased from minor to major. In just six months, he was confident that Zhuo Mufeng's progress was definitely not as good as his, but unexpectedly it was cracked.
Is the other party also practicing four-star swordsmanship? Is it newly acquired, or has it never been used before? In an instant, too many thoughts came to Ke Junxia's mind.
But this kind of battle can be broken up at the slightest touch, and there is no room for any distraction. Ke Junxia only felt that his eyes were blurred, and Zhuo Mufeng's body not far away moved sideways, and the second sword had taken the initiative to strike.
In panic, Ke Junxia immediately swung his sword to face him without even thinking about it, and he escaped with a violent blow.
Bang!
Amidst the roar, Ke Junxia's attack was delayed for a moment, and his body was shaken and flew backwards. Zhuo Mufeng followed closely and struck out with the third sword again. Ke Junxia's arms and sword trembled rapidly in the same way.
block.
But one wrong step, one wrong step after another, it was difficult for him to lift it up in one breath, and he was knocked away twice. Under Zhuo Mufeng's strong attack, he was at an absolute disadvantage in an instant.
The scene was buzzing with excitement, and there were shouts of exclamation everywhere.
Maybe Zhuo Mufeng and Ke Junxia's martial arts are not as good as Miao Xiangjun and Tie Yunge, but for most people, their strength in the True Qi Realm can also be described as invincible, which is far from what ordinary people can match.
.
I am afraid that even an ordinary first-level star bridge level master will never be a match for these two!
Ling Fei and the other arresters were stunned, everyone in the Mozhu Gang was stunned, everyone in the Tahoe Sect was stunned, and those who had only heard of Zhuo Mufeng were all shocked by the combat power he showed!
Meng Jiuxiao let out a sigh of relief, then narrowed his eyes. Zhuo Mufeng's swordsmanship felt strange to him. It should be at the four-star level, but it definitely did not come from the Sanjiang Alliance. Where did the other party learn it from?
Wu Yuanyuan is the person who knows Zhuo Mufeng best at the scene, and her beautiful eyes are widening at this moment.
She had never seen Zhuo Mufeng's sword technique before. If she had just practiced it recently, the other party's understanding couldn't be that high, and she couldn't even do it herself.
If you have practiced it long ago, then why didn't you use it before? How could this bastard hide it so deeply?
Thinking of the last ugly scene in Mei Xueyuan, when she and the other party were rolling in the flower garden, Wu Yuanyuan's beautiful face turned red, and she could smell that bastard's breath in her breath, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
Everyone's reaction is a long story, but it actually happened at the same moment.
Zhuo Mufeng swung his fourth sword. The powerful white sword light pressed against the purple sword light. As the two swords struck, Ke Junxia's right arm went numb. The purple sword light suddenly fell. Seeing that he was about to be hit, Ke Junxia was in danger.
It was chaotic, and the body moved laterally and backwards like a string.
It is the Four Star Body Technique, Chaotic Wind Shadow Escape. Although it is not a complete success, it is still a bit more advanced than the last time they fought.
This dodge gave Ke Junxia an opportunity to counterattack. His eyebrows were raised, and he was ready to attack. If it had been before today, Zhuo Mufeng would have been unable to do anything to him.
Unfortunately, today is different from the past. Just as Ke Junxia dodges, Zhuo Mufeng's body suddenly spins in the air. Three times in a row, his body appears in different positions, bypassing Ke Junxia's sword energy induction and forcing him closer.
Astonishingly, it was the Nine Ghosts Great Movement that had just reached Xiaocheng, and it was also a four-star body technique.
The moment his body stopped, Zhuo Mufeng swung out his fifth sword. The two sides were only two feet away from each other. In addition, the incident happened in a hurry, and the sword energy of the Divine Sword Jue burst out, once again breaking up the momentum that Ke Junxia had finally gathered.
But before it was over, at the moment when the sword energy was swung out, Zhuo Mufeng's left hand made an extremely subtle move, and a white inner force as thick as a thumb shot out.
Due to the power-generating technique of the Divine Sword Jue, the Xuan Bing Zhen Qi is extremely lethal, but the cold air is severely diluted. However, Zhuo Mufeng's finger is unprocessed Xuan Bing Zhen Qi.
Under the huge movement of the collision of the two sword energies, the white finger light was almost undetectable, shooting in through the gap in the aftermath, and fleeting.
However, the fact that Ke Junxia was accepted as Wu Sijie's disciple certainly had his merits. At this moment, his hair stood on end, and a sense of crisis made him desperately use his inner strength to dodge, and even gave up the idea of ​​counterattacking with his sword.
Chance.
The white fingerlight almost brushed Ke Junxia's body, and the biting chill made the internal energy on his body seem to have solidified.
Previously, he was levitating on the lake, and the disadvantages of consuming a lot of energy suddenly became apparent. At this moment, he was unable to activate his energy to forcefully break the cold air, and his body paused slightly in the air.
Although it was only for a moment, how could Zhuo Mufeng let go of this golden opportunity? He gathered his strength, wielded the Yitian Sword with his right hand and slashed it diagonally, making another divine sword move.
The roaring sword energy struck quickly, making Ke Junxia scream strangely and his mind went blank. At the critical moment, he finally got rid of the influence of the cold energy, but it was too late. He only had time to raise his six power levels, and the purple sword light had not yet expanded to its maximum size.
It was shattered by the white sword energy.
Most of the white sword energy was consumed, but there was still power left. It ran over the purple broken light and struck Ke Junxia's long sword head-on, and the power poured into his body.
With a pop, Ke Junxia's face turned red and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. His body flew out like a broken paper kite and smashed into Nuanyang Lake, causing a large splash of water.
At this time, Zhuo Mufeng, just like Ke Junxia before, put his feet on the lake, put the Heavenly Sword back into its sheath, lowered his hands lightly, looked straight ahead indifferently, two strands of black hair on the temples were slightly fluttering, and he was dressed in sky blue.
The long gown complements the tall and straight figure, making her look indescribably elegant and free.
Six moves, no more, no less, exactly six moves. Ke Junxia was beaten by Zhuo Mufeng until he vomited blood and fell into the lake. This scene shocked countless people around, and the noisy sounds seemed to be silenced, telling the shock in people's hearts.