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Chapter 1513 My knife is fast

Feng Qiuyan got Zhou Wen's approval and then turned around and walked towards Huaxian.

The Painting Immortal itself is at the hell level. Although it is possessed by an ancient corpse, it can only barely burst out with human-level power at most, otherwise the body of the ancient corpse will be destroyed and he will be punished by the rules of the earth.

But no matter what, he is at the level of natural disaster. If Zhou Wen came on stage in person, he would still care a little with the power of the Golden Dragon Scissor just now.

But Zhou Wen actually asked a student to fight him. In the eyes of Huaxian, this was an insult to him.

If it weren't for Zhou Wen's use, he would have to punish Zhou Wen and let Zhou Wen know the terribleness of the natural disaster-level immortal clan.

Zhou Wen ignored what he thought of Huaxian. Judging from the circles drawn by Huaxian, his power is not stronger than Zhou Wen, and Zhou Wen is very clear about this.

It was Feng Qiuyan who took the initiative to fight and was so confident that Zhou Wen was a little surprised.

"I gave Feng Qiuyan the coin with the small Zhoutian Killing Formation before. He should have realized a few points, right? If he could find the trick, he might not be able to break the circular space circle." Zhou Wen looked at Feng Qiuyan, wanting to see what he had learned from the small Zhoutian Killing Formation.

However, Zhou Wen did not have much hope. The time he gave Feng Qiuyan was too short. Even if Feng Qiuyan realized something, it shouldn't be too much.

Feng Qiuyan stood outside the circle and stopped, holding her own knife in her hand, looking at Huaxian and said, "My knife is very fast, you have to be careful."

Huaxian laughed when she heard this and said with some contempt: "You can just chop it. Not to mention one knife, even if it is a thousand knife, you can't touch a corner of my clothes."

Feng Qiuyan had already reminded that Huaxian was not careful and had nothing to do with him. She stopped talking now, held the knife and stared at Huaxian in the circle.

"It's so powerful, I hope your knife is not as good as it is." Huaxian didn't take Feng Qiuyan seriously at all.

What a high-level skill that is a circular space? Even at the natural disaster level, there are not many people who can control this skill. Even in the space system, it is hard to say whether they can master this skill. How could they be broken by a human being?

Feng Qiuyan didn't say anything. When his eyes moved, the knife in his hand also pulled out.

Fast, incredible.

Not to mention that ordinary humans can't see clearly, even the sight of the immortal was shaken, and the blade seemed to have disappeared from his sight.

However, Huaxian still didn't care about it. No matter how fast the knife was, he would be trapped in the circular space and would not hurt him.

"What a fast knife! It's not easy for a fear-level human to practice this fast knife. I didn't expect that there would be such a person around Zhou Wen." The Crazy Sword Immortal was also a little surprised.

But it was more joy. Controlling Zhou Wen and Feng Qiuyan together would be of great help to establish new forces in the immortal clan. The Crazy Sword Immortal also did not believe that Feng Qiuyan's sword could break through the circulation space.

"You can hurry up......" Huaxian was still teasing Feng Qiuyan, but before he finished speaking, his face had changed.

The circle of golden light on the ground magnified, forming a strange twisted space, as if there was a picture surrounding the body of the painting immortal.

Feng Qiuyan's knife slashed on the twisted picture, and the knife light cut it in, tearing the twisted picture apart, and slashed it on Huaxian without stopping.

Huaxian felt something was wrong and quickly retreated, but he was still half a beat slower. The clothes on his chest were cut open by a knife, leaving a deep bone-visible scar on his chest.

If he hadn't reacted in time and retreated for a while, he would have been afraid that the knife would have cut his body into two parts slanted.

"How is that possible!" The four immortals of Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting all widened their eyes and looked at Feng Qiuyan in disbelief.

That is a circular space skill. It is not impossible to use certain special abilities to pass through it.

But directly chopping with a knife can actually split the circulation space. It is still a fear-level human being. They almost think they are dreaming.

Even the Crazy Sword Immortal looked at Feng Qiuyan in a daze, and it was difficult for a moment to speak.

Zhou Wen was also a little surprised. Judging from Feng Qiuyan's performance of this sword, he knew that Feng Qiuyan had almost understood his small Zhoutian killing formation and also created his own way of cracking.

Of course, this cracking method is difficult to produce too good results for the small Zhoutian killing array that has been changing.

However, the effect looks very good for the fixed circulation space used by the immortal painting.

"I've been bragging for a long time, and it turns out that there is only one skill." Li Xuan looked at Huaxian with a smile, almost making Huaxian look for a hole in his arms and angrily.

"I'm sorry, coach, I've tried my best, but I still haven't fully understood what you are teaching. This knife is too bad and I'm sorry for your teachings." Feng Qiuyan returned to Zhou Wen and said with some shame.

In Feng Qiuyan's own opinion, the circulation space set by Huaxian was much simpler than the small Zhoutian killing formation that Zhou Wen allowed him to comprehend. He failed to break it cleanly and gave Huaxian time to react, which was a big mistake.

"You have been practicing for a short time, and it's considered passing the exam if you can do this. If you go back, practice more and don't make the same mistake next time." What else can Zhou Wen say? Only tell him and let him practice well in the future.

Anyway, Zhou Wen really has nothing to teach him, and Feng Qiuyan’s learning ability is really perverted.

"Is it used too badly? The practice time is too short? Passing the qualification? Do you have to practice more?" Hua Xian and others were a little stupid. If it weren't for the ancient corpse's expression, his face would have been twitching and deformed long ago.

The Crazy Sword Fairy frowned and looked at Zhou Wen and Feng Qiuyan, and said to herself: "This Zhou Wen seems to be a little different from Zhou Wen in the information. It's a bit strange that one of his students actually has such a level."

Huaxian and others even suspected that Feng Qiuyan was not a student taught by Zhou Wen, but Wang Mingyuan's disciple.

Even Wang Mingyuan's disciples were surprised enough to have such a level.

But looking at Feng Qiuyan's attitude towards Zhou Wen, such respect and admiration are definitely not pretending.

"Everyone, the performance is over. If there is nothing to do, go and do what you should do." Li Xuan said with a smile.

Huaxian and others looked at each other in front of each other, and finally looked at the Crazy Sword Immortal, and their emotions were a little strange, especially Huaxian, whose eyes were full of shame, anger and reluctance.

His dignified hell-level powerhouse was almost cut into two pieces by a fear-level human. This was simply a shame and humiliation.

The Crazy Sword Immortal thought for a moment and signaled slightly to the Book Immortal.

Huaxian has lost, and it is no longer appropriate to let him take action. Moreover, the Crazy Sword Immortal has seen that Feng Qiuyan should be very knowledgeable about space circulation skills. Huaxian's current strength, even if he forcibly takes action again, would probably not be of great effect.

The immortal Shu thought of the divine consciousness, stepped out, came to Zhou Wen and said, "I have a skill, I want to ask you for advice."
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