Dalamt looked at the young man in front of him and the blue flames rising from the long sword. He knew the strength of his opponent. Lin Fenghuo, who was also a warrior in the chivalrous realm, was the one who displayed the green flames that were as solid as the sword.
Blazing sword.
"It is said that the martial arts in the Central Plains are profound and profound, and their swords, fists and palms are the best in the world. However, many of the poor people who died under my scimitar were from the Central Plains. I have not seen many who can really fight.
indivual."
Dalamt said sarcastically, he stared at Lin Fenghuo, and then asked: "Hey, are you like them? Are you also a straw bag?"
But it is a pity that the opponent did not act rashly at all, and even his expression did not change. This was beyond Dalamt's expectation. I thought that the young man in front of me would have some emotional fluctuations because of his words, and I could catch it.
There is no flaw.
After all, Lin Fenghuo has been practicing at Xiaoyuan Academy for five years. As the former Yunxiao Qi Sect, an important Confucian academy today, the Qi-nurturing Kung Fu of its disciples is naturally the basic skill for entry.
If this matter had happened five years ago, he would definitely not be able to bear the other party's cynicism, and maybe he would have rolled up his sleeves to fight with the other party. But now, he has no other emotional fluctuations except being calm.
Seeing that the move failed, Dalamt stopped talking nonsense and directly drew out the scimitar behind him, slashing it with one blow without any hesitation.
Ding!
Lin Fenghuo also swung his sword to knock the scimitar away, but the next scene made his eyes shrink.
The moment the scimitar and the straight sword collided, the tip of the sword turned slightly and came straight towards his heavenly spirit. The straight sword that was originally blocked by the horizontal sword was staggered by the curvature of the scimitar and could not resist it at all.
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Lin Fenghuo moved, like a cannonball exploding on the spot, raising up sand and dust within a few feet.
When the dust subsided slightly, only Dalamt, who was holding a scimitar, looked sideways, and Lin Fenghuo's figure had disappeared.
"The movement skills are good! To be able to be so agile in the sandstorm, it seems that City Lord Xiao has invited a master this time!" The man grinned, not paying attention to the movement skills displayed by the other party, and still stared at the side.
As his words fell, Lin Fenghuo's slightly embarrassed figure emerged from the rolling yellow sand. However, the sleeve of his knife-wielding arm had been cut open, and traces of blood dripped from the sleeve.
Dalamt, who was holding a scimitar, was not surprised at all when he saw this scene. After all, the number of knight-level warriors who died under his attack could not be counted with one hand. But what made him a little curious was the look of his opponent.
Lin Fenghuo squinted his eyes and glared at this insidious opponent with a cold expression. The chop just now was indeed a bit tricky. If he hadn't practiced his body skills hard over the years, it might not have been as simple as keeping his sleeves from being scratched.
"Your devilish name Kuangsha is very consistent with your Kung Fu." He said calmly, not caring that the blood on his arm flowed along the wrist to the blade.
It turned out that the moment Dalamt clashed with Lin Fenghuo with his scimitar, he actually controlled the sand to wrap the blade. Then the scene just happened, the straight knife and the scimitar clashed, and the moment they came into contact, they were
The scimitar "Sliding Blade" that had been prepared escaped and went straight to Lin Fenghuo's Tianling.
"It's really rare to see someone as knowledgeable as you are at your age!" Dalamt looked at the other person and nodded in reply, not as arrogant as before.
Men who grew up in the deserts of the Western Regions may not know the etiquette or character like the people in the Central Plains, but they have a very good understanding of what the Central Plains people call the "Law of the Jungle." When facing enemies who are weaker than themselves, they show
Joking and arrogance; showing importance and caution when facing opponents of equal strength; and showing surrender and cowardice when facing powerful enemies.
In the eyes of this group of horse thieves, it is a matter of course, just like eating and drinking. They do this without any psychological burden, or the so-called "martial arts style". It is absolutely difficult to fight with a tough style even when you know you are losing.
Appear in their knowledge of martial arts.
It may also be due to this idea of obeying the "Law of the Jungle" that although the actual combat ability of the people in the Western Regions is higher than that of the Central Plains warriors of the same level, but really counting the number of great masters in the martial arts realm, the land of the Western Regions is far less prosperous than the talents of the Central Plains.
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I'm afraid this has a lot to do with their ideas.
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Lin Fenghuo didn't pay attention to the sudden change in the opponent's attitude, but mobilized the true energy in his body to constantly resist the "weird energy" coming from the wound on his wrist.
This strange energy should have come from Dalamte's scimitar. It was called strange because Lin Fenghuo felt it was vaguely familiar.
He was not sure whether it was a poison from the Western Regions, so after careful consideration, he did not choose to take action rashly. Instead, he used the "Yanyan True Essence Technique" to wrap it layer by layer with true essence.
He has studied Confucianism over the years, and has naturally learned many Confucian techniques. To put it in detail, before Confucian martial arts masters enter the middle martial arts realm, they have very few means to attack and kill enemies. Most of them are used to attack and kill enemies.
Self-protective exercises.
In Confucianism's own words, "cultivate one's self, harmonize one's family, and bring peace to the world"! When chivalrous warriors in the lower martial arts realm are cultivating themselves, too many fighting methods will affect their martial arts advancement.
Lin Fenghuo naturally sneered at this statement. In fact, when Chen Chuantuo told him this paragraph, his expression was quite exciting. I guess the other party also had strong opinions on this statement.
However, complaints are complaints. There is a secret skill in Confucianism called "Gewu", which is an extremely powerful detoxification method in the world. Once any poison is poisoned, a Confucian warrior can use this trick to understand the details of the poison and accordingly respond to each poison.
Plant poisons to find antidotes.
Of course, not all poisons can be cured by using the w-object technique. The antidote is naturally a typical supporter of "medicine can cure diseases". Otherwise, wouldn't those who use poison be wasting their efforts?
"Um?!"
A glint flashed in Lin Fenghuo's eyes, because he had recently discovered that this "weird energy" was not a poison, but a special kind of true essence. This kind of true essence was very violent and extremely aggressive.
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It needs to be nourished by killing new lives in order to gradually become stronger. By constantly absorbing the "grievances" of the dead, it turns them into a new kind of true essence, which is somewhat similar to the "spiritual essence" produced by the "Blood Sacrifice Array".
It is a high-purity true energy.
The difference is that this kind of true energy is extremely violent and extremely difficult to control by warriors. Lin Fenghuo has indeed seen this kind of resentment, which is why he felt a little familiar just now.
Yes, it was at Liangchengang that day that everyone resisted the enemy and killed several brothers of the Xing family for the first time. Although Lin Fenghuo was led by Zhao Feng and did not have direct contact with the enemy, the possessed Xing Lin, the second son of the Xing family,
The blood-red true energy that erupted from his body was exactly the same as these "weird qi machines" today.
Demonic power! This cold man with the demonic name "Kangsha" is indeed a powerful demon!