Yan Xiaoyu was not afraid of Yi Fan behind him. He leaned forward to hold the handle of the sword and said in a cold voice: "Draw the sword with the sheath - the three-style air blade alluring strategy: chaos in the king's heart." In an instant, three streaks broke through the dust curtain.
The air flow, wow! Blocked Yi Fan's sharp sword out of thin air, as if it was stabbed on the steel wall, making it difficult to get closer.
An arc mark suddenly appeared on the ground, and dust swirled. Yan Xiaoyu shouted loudly, stamped his foot, and the silver light flashed, and it flew away immediately.
There was a trembling "cang" sound, and one of the swords was inserted directly beside Yu Lingzheng's ear, but he saw him crossing his arms and lowering his head motionless, not even glancing at the battle situation.
"Damn it, I can even sleep reading the full text here: The slave family is not talented, the owner please get involved." The two said in unison and ignored it.
Yan Xiaoyu nodded and said: "It seems that you have improved a lot compared to yesterday. Although the Five Spirit Sword Technique is extremely mysterious, you still cannot use the five swords fluently to fight against the enemy at the same time. If you really want to force me to use it,
'Thousand Dragons Dominate the World', just like that, you are not qualified."
Yi Fan knew that he had reservations before the sword was unsheathed. Hearing the contempt, Yi Fan was not discouraged. He licked the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Really? Yesterday, I forced you to use 'Thousand Dragons' with just one sword."
Shi', today I will use two swords, let's see how you respond."
Yan Xiaoyu laughed and said, "Don't think you are the only one making progress. If you have any skills, just show them." After saying that, Wu Feng slashed down and hit Yi Fan on the neck.
Yi Fan blocked it with his two swords, only to feel that the sword was so powerful that it made his jaw numb. The two of them went back and forth, testing each other to find the opportunity to strike. The silver light flickered and danced, and the scabbard slashed like waves, showing fighting spirit.
Vertically and horizontally, they are equal.
Hundreds of moves passed in the blink of an eye, when Yan Xiaoyu suddenly flew out with his whip leg, Yi Fan's electric eyes were like torches, he blocked with his side arms, and the silver sword in his hand did not forget to sweep across.
The two moves collided, and before the silver sword could get close, Yan Xiaoyu was heard yelling violently, and his right leg suddenly burst out with extremely powerful force, instantly kicking Yi Fan several feet away. However, Yi Fan was prepared and was not injured.
, just as he was standing firm, he saw Yan Xiaoyu leaning down and making a sword-drawing gesture. His aura was so impressive that it made him tremble and he couldn't help but feel afraid.
Yan Xiaoyu closed his eyes and felt the airflow around him. He opened his eyes in an instant and shouted: "Unsheath the sword and draw it - cry wolf howl." There was a sudden 'ouch' sound, like the sound of a wolf dog crying.
It seemed ordinary in front of him, but Yi Fan knew that this move was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. He immediately threw one sword into the sky and the other sword flew in front of him.
As expected, there was a clear 'clang' sound from the front, and the long sword bounced back. Yi Fan caught it with his bare hands, held the sword in his backhand and flew out.
There was a "clang" sound, and the fire flashed for a moment. The sword held by Yi Fan was knocked back three steps out of thin air. He finally blocked the attack, but the tiger's mouth also cracked as a result, and traces of bright red flowed out.
Yan Xiaoyu was still in the posture of drawing the sword, and said with a confident smile: "It seems that I have overestimated you, let's end it today." Holding the edgeless sword hilt in his hand, he said coldly: "Draw the sword with its sheath - Qiu Yu."
When Yi Fan saw that he was about to slash out, he smiled without fear and said: "You want to end it before you even use the 'Thousand Dragons'? What a joke!" As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword that he just threw fell towards Yan Xiaoyu's head.
.At the same time, he was ready to go, stepping on his feet, and the dust and smoke were dancing.
Yan Xiaoyu suddenly sensed a hint of danger, and quickly interrupted the move, taking three steps back. Whoops! A long sword was inserted straight into the position where he was standing just now. At this time, Yi Fan pulled out the long sword and was already approaching Yan Xiaoyu.
This move is both offensive and defensive. It uses the sword as a shield and the shield as a charge. While defending, it can also be used to collide with the enemy. Yan Xiaoyu was shocked and was about to wave his sword to resist, but found that it was too late.
"Puff!" The large cross sword marks caused the clothes to explode, and bright red streaks sprayed out.
Yi Fan waved his sword and sneered: "If my sword had opened its seal, you would have died long ago."
Yan Xiaoyu didn't care about his injuries. He tore open his clothes with his bare hands and said angrily: "You are sick or not. If you break my clothes into pieces, how can I get back later?"
Yi Fan knew the nervousness in his heart and laughed loudly: "It's okay, just treat the girls as a reward for their hard work every night. Brother Yu and I will help you publicize it later, so that the girl will not miss it and not be able to enjoy it."
Although Yan Xiaoyu is usually bold and uninhibited, and his behavior is generous and open-minded, when it comes to girls, he is very introverted, shy and timid. He usually doesn't even have the courage to talk to Poppy, let alone a prostitute.
charming teasing.
Hearing these heartless words, Yan Xiaoyu felt furious in his heart and said fiercely: "You...you actually forced me to use 'Thousand Dragons Overlord'. Then I will do as you wish. Anyway, I will hurt each one one by one, so as not to hurt me."
Later on the way home, someone will jump out and mess around."
This sounds like he is trying to stop Yi Fan from making any big announcements later, but this is only part of it. Looking at his performance today, he is indeed qualified to use Thousand Dragons to Dominate the World.
Yi Fan narrowed his eyes with an expectant look on his face and said with a smile: "I will never be as embarrassed as I lost yesterday."
Yan Xiaoyu sneered: "You will only lose faster today." After saying that, he swung his knife wildly and slammed it on the ground, boom! A big hole was made, and he rushed past Yi Fan's feet.
Yi Fan dodged, leaving an afterimage on the spot. The two swords in his hands kept dancing, and his whole body was like a cannonball, approaching Yan Xiaoyu.
"Five Spirit Sword Technique-Five Elements Slaying the Dragon."
The silver sword cut through the air, triggering the dragon's roar, and the attack had not yet been launched. A big kick hit the chest, Yi Fan felt suffocated, and his whole body was kicked away. The next moment, severe pain spread from his waist to his shoulders.
The burning pain turned into scarlet and sprayed into the sky.
Yan Xiaoyu was seen holding the knife high. The knife was not out of the sheath, but the wound on Yi Fan's body was deep enough to see the bones. If the knife had been drawn, he would have been cut in half after the blow and died on the spot.
In an instant, Yi Fan felt some strange movement in the surrounding atmosphere, faintly gathering around Yan Xiaoyu. At this time, his nose also smelled an indescribable pungent smell, but it was not the blood on his body.
"God's Breath?" was the first thought that came to Yi Fan's mind. He was overjoyed, but also very anxious, fearing that he would miss this feeling after the battle.
Yi Fan said anxiously: "Brother Yan, wait...wait." As soon as he finished speaking, it was too late. Yan Xiaoyu was ready to go, waving Wu Feng and shouted: "Thousands of Dragons Dominate the World - Groups of Dragons Shade the Sun.
"In an instant, hundreds of blades flew out, and the traces of the air being cut could be clearly seen.
Yi Fan knew in his heart that the vague feeling was about to disappear, so he simply threw the silver sword and sat cross-legged on the spot. Yan Xiaoyu was shocked and yelled: "What are you doing, get out of here!"
Seeing hundreds of air blades attacking Yi Fan, he seemed to be giving up when he saw that he was motionless. Yan Xiaoyu gritted his teeth suddenly and found that it was difficult to take back the attack, so he immediately shouted: "Yu Lingzheng, come and help."
There was no need for him to call out. Yu Lingzheng, who was still sleeping just now, stamped his feet, and a white light appeared all over his body like a ghost. He pressed forward with his palms and said calmly: "Wan Wu Pi Gua - Wan
Palms turn into circles." He slapped the ground with his hands, and instantly countless white palm winds hit the void, forming a six-foot palm shield to protect the two of them.
This move was triggered by divine breath, while Yan Xiaoyu's move was carried with any divine breath. Before the countless air blades could get close to the palm shield, they were scattered and turned into nothingness.
…
Yan Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and found something strange, and complained: "I didn't expect that since this kid realized the divine aura in the middle of the battle, I didn't know how dangerous he was just now."
Yu Lingzheng chuckled helplessly: "Don't complain. I realized it in my sleep, and you felt the divine aura while drinking. Speaking of which, he is more normal than us. It seems that there is no way to sleep tonight.
Wow!"
Yan Xiaoyu nodded and smiled: "Don't make it sound like it's safe. If he succeeds, that's it. If he fails... Hey, let's see how I kick his ass."
"I'll give it a try." Yu Lingzheng laughed.
"Don't say anything and kick him in the ass. None of us will stop." Yan Xiaoyu looked expectant.
"Then it's settled."
…
The next morning, Yi Fan gradually woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw two people staring at him. Yan Xiaoyu grinned hoarsely, with a very strange smile, while Yu Lingzheng squinted his eyes, his eyes dull, as if resisting the trap.
meaning.
Yan Xiaoyu spread his palms, frowned slightly, and asked, "Can you see what's in the palms?"
Yi Fan half-squinted his eyes and saw a stream of black air coming out of his palm, and gradually condensed the three words "little beast". This word was formed by divine breath. If someone can already detect divine breath,
, you can definitely see these three words clearly.
Yi Fan scolded: "You are just a little beast. It turns out that Divine Breath can be used in this way. I have often seen you and Brother Yu winking at me before. It seems that they are all talking with Divine Breath. Do you often say bad things about me behind my back?"
Yu Lingzheng didn't even think about it and nodded: "Yes, you can hit us if you are unhappy."
Yi Fan was depressed in his heart and simply ignored it. However, he heard Yan Xiaoyu laugh loudly and said: "It seems that you have really mastered the divine breath, hahaha... Then you can be regarded as a half-spiritual cultivator now. As long as you have inner strength and mental skills, you can
It’s time to start practicing.”
Being able to sense the divine breath in the earth is not considered a spiritual cultivator. Only by acquiring the mind method can one convert the divine breath from the outside world into one's own energy for cultivation. I remember that Yi Tiancheng had promised himself that when he could sense the divine breath,
Then he will find a way for him to obtain the inner breath method.
"That's it for today." Yi Fan saw the tiredness on the faces of the two of them. Even though they had just watched each other for a moment, he should go and report the good news to Yi Tiancheng and discuss the next cultivation matters.
"Then I'll go back to sleep." Yu Lingzheng yawned with a faint snore, and then walked towards the door without looking back.
"Lend me some clothes." Yan Xiaoyu's trauma has healed, and he obviously took a medicinal bath on the way.
"Speak to Poppy yourself, then go and pick something from my cabinet." Yi Fan felt his whole body go weak, and when he looked under him, he realized that he had been bleeding all night, so he was going to see Yi Tian like this.
It was not good to accept it, so I couldn't bear it anymore and hurried to the medicinal bath room.
"Hey! Can you talk to someone else?" Yan Xiaoyu said awkwardly.
"Whatever." Yi Fan knew in his heart that there was nothing he could do with the girl.