Ku Feixi asked seriously: "Why do you conclude that I didn't use force in that kick? If I had used force, you would have been seriously injured."

When she asked this question, she followed him like a shadow and rushed towards Feng Qinglang. As the jade flute danced, it brought out countless lights and shadows, which quietly integrated the power of the law of light into the battle group.

Feng Qinglang faced Ku Feixi, stepped back, stepped on the narrow fence exactly, and said: "Because the light of that kick was too bright, unlike your usual style of attack, which lacked restraint and composure.

So I guess it’s a feint.”

Ku Feixi looked thoughtful, but showed no mercy in her attack. She continued to attack Feng Qinglang. While the two parties were talking, they moved along the fence at high speed.

Feng Qinglang smiled and added: "Of course, even if it is not a feint, I have left a way, but it will only consume a little more mental energy. Don't forget, I also have the refraction technique."

Ku Feixi snorted angrily, and hit a sharp three-pointer. Feng Qinglang's proud but relaxed look showed that his current offensive did not put any pressure on him at all.

She said coldly: "Rebel, you are always borrowing strength. In the long run, you will forget your own strength, lose the spirit of a warrior, and miss the opportunity to reach the top of the martial arts road in the future."

Feng Qinglang shrugged and said with a wry smile: "Thank you for the advice, but I have always been injured and have become accustomed to saving every ounce of strength. That way I can have a chance to deal with the next enemy that may appear at any time."

This was said in an understatement, but Ku Feixi's heart trembled slightly. What kind of sadness is this... The rebels have experienced countless sneak attacks and been surrounded and chased many times before they gradually formed such a habit.

The jade flute leads the light and gradually completely envelopes Feng Qinglang, forcing Feng Qinglang to face the impact of the light force head-on. The sound of fists and jade flute clashing can be heard endlessly. He is known as the number one genius and holy mark in Alans for thousands of years.

The number one genius in a thousand years finally started a battle with the same level of strength.

Both of them tried their best to restrain themselves and did not let any power of law leak out, causing injuries to the staff on the bow of the ship. However, such a loud sound was enough to attract everyone who was resting on the ship to stop and watch.

Feng Qinglang took a moment to take a look and found that except for the deck and cabin, everyone was full of people. Even from the second floor to the top of the fence, there were all standing figures. Tang Xuan was walking through it, seemingly collecting money. He couldn't help but said angrily:

"Tang Xuan and Xingqing have always cracked down on underground gambling."

Tang Xuan glared and said: "Nie Zhan, you must lose at such unreasonable odds, but everyone is betting on you to beat Ms. Ku Feixi, and I am definitely on your side. Hey, Mr. Lu Li, you are not

Do you have a good relationship with Ku Feixi? Why are you betting on the rebel side..."

"I have always made a distinction between public and private matters."

Ku Feixi pursed her lips hard, and her figure suddenly moved, completely blending into the light and darkness. In the sky full of flute shadows, she was like a ghost, like light and smoke, moving left and right, forcing Feng Qinglang to be able to

The space for display became increasingly narrow, forcing Feng Qinglang to compete with the original power of the same sky every time.

Feng Qinglang's expression became awe-inspiring for the first time. He finally slowed down his continuous retreat and began to hold the space one foot in front of him. He used the fingers of his left hand as a sword and his right hand as a hammer. His feet also began to strike continuously to deal with the attacks coming from all directions.

The light and shadow of the jade flute were used in just a breath. The two collided at least a thousand times. Feng Qinglang's hands and feet kept changing their movements.

It's like turning into thousands of weapons to test the gaps in Ku Feixi's force field. Ku Feixi only uses the jade flute as a weapon and light as a guide. No matter how Feng Qinglang lures the enemy or changes, it is the original power.

Smashing it to the bottom, although it is unreasonable, the effect is surprisingly good, especially in such a narrow space on the fence, it is very suitable for the indomitable light

As long as the light source is there, the light will be endless. Coupled with Ku Feixi's terrifying offensive, Feng Qinglang's treacherous ways seem to have been completely suppressed, as if Ku Feixi will shoot down the fence at any moment.

The faces of those who participated in the bet looked a little ugly. In the legend, weren't the rebels said to be invincible at the same level?

However, His Excellency Tang Xuan was not prepared for the joy of winning money, because there was no source of light that could be endless. Ku Feixi attacked with all his strength to prevent Feng Qinglang from repeating his old tricks again and escaping from the battle circle. However, it was extremely energy-consuming. Feng Qinglang, despite the situation

Although he was embarrassed, he didn't lose much power. As long as he waited until the light source of Kufi Xi was slightly weaker, he would be able to fight back.

When the light was blooming more and more, and it was the most thrilling moment, Feng Qinglang's eyes lit up and she said with a smile: "Kufixi, the light goes straight in and out. If you let it go like this, if you encounter a mirror, your light will shine brightly."

But I can’t turn, so what should I do?”

Feng Qinglang finally did not retreat but moved forward. His right hand drew a circle, filled with the power of darkness, forming a mirror frame. His left hand also shone brightly, but it was completely different from Ku Feixi's law of light. It turned into a mirror in the frame, and his left and right hands moved forward at the same time.

As soon as I looked into it, I used the mirror as a shield to reflect thousands of rays of light. For a while, the bow of the ship was dazzling to the extreme.

A touch of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Ku Feixi's mouth, her delicate body trembled violently, and the light source was also turbulent. If it was the beginning of the battle, she would have the confidence to use her own light power to pierce Feng Qinglang's bright mirror

, but Feng Qinglang spotted the opportunity of his own prosperity and decline, so he

The mirror counterattack she least expected. If she chose to retreat, she would probably be guided by the law, so she continued to choose to confront the enemy head-on and forcefully shine. What she never expected was that the pure law of light, a rebel of the same level,

, unexpectedly not inferior to him at all, his origin was immediately damaged

All the light was stagnant, and Feng Qinglang's mirror moved forward while rotating, seemingly slowly but actually very quickly. There was no overbearing fierceness, but it was completely natural. Ku Feixi had to avoid the sharp edge and retreat step by step.

.

The deepest pride in her heart made Ku Feixi retreat to the bow of the ship, and finally stimulated the original source again, and the light source bloomed again. This time it was Feng Qinglang's turn to frown slightly. It was just a discussion. He did not want Ku Feixi to be seriously injured.

Of course, I don’t want to get hurt myself.

He decisively gave up the light mirror in his hand, and was immediately shattered by the oncoming light and turned into thousands of fragments. The sky at the bow of the ship was filled with fragments of the mirror's brilliance, which reflected each other with the stars in the sky. It was truly gorgeous.

Feng Qinglang stepped back, turned around several times, and removed the strongest power of light. He also drew a series of space walls to prevent the splattered fragments of light from hurting bystanders. Ku Feixi's source of light finally came to light this time.

After blooming, it gradually dims.

She somersaulted several times on the spot. It seemed that she was about to be hit by the force of the bright explosion and hit the sky. In the end, she suppressed the strong wind and fell down, standing on the bow of the ship. She groaned and did not wipe it off.

With blood stains on the corner of her mouth, she looked at Mingyue in a daze, as if she had lost her direction for a moment.

Shouldn't light go straight in order to be infinitely powerful? The teacher in the temple said so, and she has done the same in these years. Her future path is also planned to be like this. But now, the rebel says that if the light can turn around,

, and actually use distorted light to create a mirror of light...

That light, can it really turn a corner...

But soon, she shook her head with a wry smile, looked back at Feng Qinglang, and said: "Before I return to the ancient continent, I will temporarily live in Xingqing. But rebel, you better not think of me working for you."

After speaking, she flashed and disappeared into the cabin.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was still only the sound of wind and the lingering sound of Ku Feixi's voice in this world, Tang Xuan decisively declared: "I think this is probably a flat hand cough - I will return the winnings you just placed to everyone right away."

"Hey, it's obvious that the rebels won, so hurry up and cash in."

"Your Excellency Tang Xuan, what is your face made of?"
Chapter completed!