"Ha~"
Lu Feng's cold snort came out leisurely, and then his whole figure seemed to break through the haze and dust, and walked out of the empty area beside Qin Daojun, with a hint of a wild and uninhibited smile at the corner of his mouth, slowly and leisurely
Said: "How?"
"Can this array method still defeat you?"
Ling Lan Xiuying laughed loudly, "Where is the victory? It is obviously a great victory, but he didn't even notice the formation you set up, master. I'm afraid he is still in the dark at this moment and has not reacted."
Although she herself was equally confused, this did not prevent her from boasting about Lu Feng.
There is a strong urge to vent all the previous frustrations.
Whoever says that his master doesn’t respect martial ethics clearly means that your vision is too low and you didn’t see through it, huh~
Hearing Ling Lanxiu shouting, the noise all around fell silent and suddenly surged, and everyone realized what had happened.
Lu Feng was obviously fighting in formation throughout the whole process, but Qin Daojun regarded a puppet as the real Lu Feng and fought with him for a long time;
In the end, he was defeated by the Shadow Sword, and he didn't even realize the opponent's reality.
It's really ridiculous.
"Good formation!"
"Well done, senior brother."
Chen Chuanling listened to the bursts of cheers from the martial arts arena, and the worry on his face finally completely faded away, and he turned to smile and said: "He not only deceived Qin Daojun, but also deceived us. I really don't know how he did it.
I’m afraid even some Heavenly Soul Realm formation masters will find it difficult to use such a formation method, right?”
Fang Daoli smiled sadly: "If it's just the formation, don't forget that he has shown amazing talents in swordsmanship, body skills and even hidden weapons. Even though the final battle with Che Huirong did not take place,
But I think there is a lot of depth involved in the palm technique, otherwise I would never dare to take it on;"
"It's hard to imagine how someone at his age could achieve this level of success. Even if he started cultivating from his mother's womb, he probably wouldn't be able to achieve such an achievement."
Yang Jie smiled comfortingly: "Practice in your mother's womb is not enough, but if you have laid a good foundation from the previous generation, nothing is impossible. After all, practicing cultivation is never fair."
Chen Chuanling smiled bitterly and nodded. She initially scoffed at such remarks and disagreed with them. But after meeting Su Chen, she understood how ridiculous such thoughts that she didn't agree with were ridiculous. It was also the first time that she truly understood the relationship between people.
How big can the talent gap between them be.
It took her several months to reach the level of Xiaocheng with the same set of swordsmanship, but Su Chen only looked at it for half an hour, and his understanding was as good as hers, and he even pointed out her sword moves.
weakness in;
The feeling of frustration is still fresh in her memory.
Therefore, although she was surprised by Lu Feng's performance on the court, it was not as difficult to accept as Fang Daoli.
If a person's talent is extremely high, it is not impossible for him to master several Taoist disciplines and be excellent in each of them.
On the field.
Qin Daojun was stunned for a long time before he realized how humiliating his defeat was.
The Shadow Formation is real, and the Isolation and Trap Formation is also real, but these are not the key.
What really made him lost was the swords held in the hands of the puppets. Those sword moves that deliberately guided him to keep taking action were the key to making him get lost in the battle and forget about things outside him.
The puppets are both fake and real, but from a macro perspective, they are all just a cover, regardless of whether they are real or fake. The real core is those engraved swords and the self-contained offensive system.
It's just that he couldn't understand it, or he didn't dare to think about it. If it was as he speculated, wouldn't it mean that Lu Feng didn't know about one formation in the previous scene, but three formations?
Even if you use your body to form a formation, this is too ridiculous and unbelievable.
Being able to completely avoid his perception and deploy so many formations would be difficult for even an formation master at the Heavenly Soul realm to do easily.
Doubtful in mind.
Qin Daojun was full of dissatisfaction and yelled: "Who knows if you used the formation of some masters in this battle just now? If you have the guts to compete with me again, just compete in the way of swordsmanship!"
Lu Feng's eyes turned cold, and he casually drew the Xue Ji Sword on one side into his hand;
The long sword was unsheathed and pointed directly at the Qin Daojun. The terrifying momentum was about to break out, and the decisive moment was taken with absolute strength.
A figure approached outside the field, and the terrifying aura at the fourth breath level of the Heavenly Soul Realm was suddenly overshadowed by the golden sound of a long sword being unsheathed.
Lu Feng felt a hint of threat, and subconsciously blocked the long sword in his hand, facing the sword light coming towards him.
Keng!
The terrifying collision stirred up a wave of air, and along with a dull sonorous golden sound, the already worn Snow Ji sword in Lu Feng's hand broke and fell to the ground.
"Ah, my Snow Ji Sword~" Ling Lanxiu exclaimed, her face full of pain and sorrow.
Lu Feng's face suddenly darkened, and he looked sharply at Che Peiyan, who was walking slowly.
With just one glance, he determined the identity of the visitor. Hao Ran and Che Huirong were in the same group.
Before Lu Feng opened his mouth to scold him, he asked why.
Che Peiyi preemptively admonished: "You pretended to be fighting with others, but you really have no martial ethics and have caused the spirit prison to lose face. As the deacon in charge of punishment in the spirit prison, I will never let you go lightly!"
Without saying a word, he approached Lu Feng and said, "Just be obedient and surrender, so as not to suffer any physical pain!"
"False benevolence and righteousness!" Lu Feng snorted coldly, holding the broken Xueji Sword in his hand, and scolded: "It is really pathetic to have a deacon like you in the North Ghost Prison who is selfish, arrogant and unreasonable."
"Old guy, you have to pay for my sword!" Ling Lanxiu yelled with red eyes: "You are a sanctimonious thing. You always take advantage of your authority to break into our female prisoner's dormitory at night, and you shamelessly pretend to check and prevent problems.
You have a reputation, but in fact you are always peeking at us from behind, you are not worthy of being the steward of punishment."
Around the martial arts arena, most of the female inmates who were usually bullied dared to get angry and dare not speak out. But now seeing Ling Lanxiu stand up and yell at her, some bold ones immediately stood up to join in and denounced Che Peiyan together.
Lu Feng listened to the commotion coming from all around, and the coldness in his eyes became stronger. He broke the sword in his hand and pointed it at Che Peiyan, "Old man! It seems that I scolded you quite lightly. I didn't expect that you are so old that you can do such things.
Things turned out to be so dirty and disgusting. It’s a pity that you, a beast, were left behind when we were dealing with that beast Yan Xiangsheng, but it doesn’t matter, I will replace you today!”
"It's up to you!" Che Peiyan sneered disdainfully, "Don't think that you can stop this casual sword attack just because you can bray about it."
As he spoke, he raised the dark cyan sword in his hand and said, "This Black Dragon Ya sword I have is a sword with quasi-heavenly strength. How can you have the confidence to shout with a broken sword?"
Ling Lanxiu listened from a distance, gnashing her teeth in anger. If the Xueji sword hadn't been worn out by the fierce battle, and Che Peiyu's sword hit the most fragile edge head-on, otherwise it would not have broken so easily. Che Peiyu could only say
Pei Ni's sword strike was too dirty.
Chen Chuanling's attention at the moment was entirely focused on Lu Feng's words about "the handling of Yan Xiangsheng back then". She couldn't understand that only a few people knew about the handling of Yan Xiangsheng back then, so how did Lu Feng know about it?
Lu Feng tightened the hilt of the Xue Ji Sword in his hand. After teaching Qin Daojun and others, he no longer needed to hide his strength. He thought he no longer needed to fight with the sword. However, in view of Che Peiyu's intention to destroy the sword, he
Determined to let the other party see it, even if it is just a broken sword, it is not something he can match.
Their eyes met and their breaths clashed.
The long-suppressed anger in Lu Feng's heart was finally completely released;
From the moment he set foot in the spiritual prison, he was mocked and ridiculed by Che Huirong and others, to the insults and abuses heaped upon Mr. Yang by Qin Daojun and others, to the destruction of the sword now...
His anger has reached its limit, enough to burn the sky and burn the sea.
The Sword of Buddha's Wrath rose up with momentum, and its intention was like a majestic fire that enveloped the surrounding areas, making everyone so depressed that they were almost breathless.
Yang Jie, Qin Daojun and other people who had experience in kendo could not help but tremble in their hearts when they felt Lu Feng's momentum at this moment.
Invisibly, it seemed that Lu Feng could see a group of terrifying flames burning around him. The whole person looked like a terrifying volcano that was on the verge of erupting.
Faced directly with this anger, Che Peiyan's face turned frighteningly dark, and his heart could not stop trembling wildly. In panic, he glanced at Che Huirong questioningly, as if he was scolding Lu Feng for having such a terrifying momentum!
At this moment, Che Huirong's face was uglier than eating shit, and he was extremely panicked. He never thought that Lu Feng could burst out with such an amazing momentum. This momentum could even rival those at the fourth or fifth level of the Heavenly Soul Realm.
A soul master.
boom!
Che Peiyi glared angrily, thinking of dealing with Lu Feng first before making any plans, but he didn't expect that before he could turn around, Lu Feng rushed forward, his body like a sharp sword already approaching him.
It was clear that what he was holding was just a broken sword. The moment Lu Feng stabbed Che Peiyan, he was horrified to find that an invisible blade had grown out of the broken sword, which seemed to be formed by the condensation of spiritual energy.
More than that, there is a faint edge that seems to be even more terrifying than the original intact long sword.
Keng!
Although Che Peiyan had drawn his sword as quickly as possible to block it, the moment Lu Feng's sword really approached, he truly understood the horror of the restrained momentum.
At this moment, Lu Feng, in his eyes, was simply not a human being, but a furious lion, a furious lion burning with terrifying flames, and a furious lion charging at an unparalleled speed.
The moment the broken sword edge fell on the Molong fang that he used to resist, he didn't even hold on to the sword that seemed to be able to break through the world for even half a moment.
To be continued...