Lu Feng's bamboo sword swiped lightly, and two moon-arc sword lights shot out, forcing Meng Jiuxiang who was close to him back. At the same time, he stepped lightly with his back foot, and his body slid like a swan gliding through the water, leaning against the ground towards Meng Jiuxiang.
The curved bamboo sword supported the ground as it slid, leaving a green scratch on the ground. Lu Feng's body pierced through Meng Jiuxiang's claws at an extremely weird angle, almost dangerously.
Pass.
He leaned back and raised his sword.
The bamboo sword in his hand rose from the ground, bringing up a lot of dust and flying towards Meng Jiuxiang's face along with the sword light, covering the latter's vision. With a press of his wrist, the sharp sword edge slashed straight towards Meng Jiuxiang's neck.
Lu Feng had already sensed the killing intent under Meng Jiuxiang's claws from the sudden attack. He would not show mercy to his enemies!
Meng Jiuxiang's pupils shrank suddenly. When she saw Lu Feng's slipping posture, she thought the latter was in a hurry to dodge her claws, and almost fell to the ground in such a state of embarrassment.
Unexpectedly, those frivolous steps and unstructured slippage were actually done deliberately by the other party, to confuse her and approach her in an attempt to deceive her.
This sudden sword attack made her heart beat suddenly.
Fortunately, relying on his own strength of the Six Breaths of the Heavenly Soul Realm, he reluctantly retreated his claws at the last moment and resisted the edge of the sword with both palms.
Only one side of the palm was cut with blood dripping from it.
After all, he still underestimated the power of Lu Feng’s sword!
Chen Shuanghua, who was not far away, looked at this scene with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and secretly withdrew the three ice picks hidden in his sleeves to help Meng Jiuxiang.
"What a weird movement!" Meng Jiuxiang spat, and shook off the blood on her hand. After a brief shock, she once again grabbed Lu Feng like a civet fighting.
Taking on the identity of Lu Feng's evil cultivator, she was much more cautious this time, and was wary of other evil methods that Lu Feng might reveal.
However.
However, Lu Feng only turned his wrist and raised the long sword in his hand slightly to break away the momentum she had grabbed.
Meng Jiuxiang's eyes were fierce, and he advanced instead of retreating. After a failed attack, he turned around like a civet cat, and waved out a long arc-shaped claw. At the same time, using the momentum of twisting his body, he followed up with a flying kick.
After gaining momentum, he kicked Lu Feng in front of the door.
The speed was extremely fast. At that moment, his entire body seemed to have turned into a disc with sharp claws at the front, and a blunt back wing with hammering feet.
Meng Jiuxiang had tried this style repeatedly. The enemies he encountered in the past were either penetrated by the claws of this style and their whole heads were broken into several pieces, or their heads were kicked off their necks, and none of them survived.
In the flash of lightning, Lu Feng was really startled by Meng Jiuxiang's sudden gesture;
But fortunately, he had rich experience in facing the enemy, and he responded with almost no hesitation. He used the Eternal Jinglong Step in an instant, swept back at a terrifying speed, brushed against the incoming strong wind, and made a perfect move under Meng Jiuxiang's eyes.
Avoided her life-threatening attack.
Meng Jiuxiang was surprised to see Lu Feng's sudden burst of speed. Because Liu Chenzhou had stated this beforehand, he was not too shocked. He swept his hands together towards the ground, and the two claws shot out with strong wind against the ground. Countless broken bamboos were like
Like thunderbolts and fire, it poured violently towards the land where the wind was.
When Lu Feng saw this, he snorted arrogantly, with a half-smile on his face. He was very bohemian. He pointed the bamboo sword in his hand repeatedly, and the sword tip moved and flickered, accurately pointing at the broken bamboos that were coming.
It was like a drunkard dancing with a sword, with the edge of the sword holding a flagon. With a flip of his wrist, he whipped sharp bamboo shards back toward where Meng Jiuxiang was.
The speed was so fast that countless sword lights shot out in an instant.
At that time, Meng Jiuxiang was approaching under the cover of hidden weapons. When he suddenly saw this scene, he was so frightened that he dodged repeatedly and was strangled away.
After dodging and standing firm, Meng Jiuxiang's eyes flashed with a flash of surprise. She also saw clues from Lu Feng's drunken posture, and clicked her tongue in shock: "Are you... Drunken Sword!?"
Thinking of Lu Feng's fight with Hu Buzui, he couldn't help but sneer, "You can't stop me from my Xuan Yin claws with your imitated drunkenness!"
With that said, he scurried out again like a civet cat hunting mice, as if it was never tired.
Chen Shuanghua, who was watching the fight between the two not far away, frowned.
She has completely different views from Meng Jiuxiang.
The onlookers knew that from her point of view, it was true that Lu Feng was fighting with Drunken Sword, but the drunkenness he showed did not look like he was imitating Hu Buzui.
Compared with Hu Buzui, the drunkenness Lu Feng displayed at this moment was like a bottomless pool, seemingly calm but hiddenly turbulent. The artistic conception occasionally revealed from the sword moves was even more compared to Hu Buzui's drunkenness.
I don’t know how many times the richness is.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Lu Feng had not been distracted by resisting the erosion of the surrounding fog at this moment, Meng Jiuxiang would have been defeated by such a sword force.
But even so, seeing that Meng Jiuxiang was in a bad situation, Chen Shuanghua still did not choose to rush to help. She also had no absolute confidence in killing Lu Feng with one blow. Therefore, she was waiting, as the lady ordered.
Under such circumstances, the longer the battle lasts, the greater the consumption will be. As long as Meng Jiuxiang fights fiercely for a while longer, her chances of success will be much greater. Even if she cannot kill Lu Feng with one blow, she will definitely be able to successfully force him away.
Enter the most dangerous area of ​​the Qianhuanjingmeng Formation.
The other side.
Ji Lanjun, who was in the center of the formation and controlled the overall situation of the formation, was also sensing the fighting situation on Lu Feng's side and observing his performance.
Seeing that his steps are frivolous but hidden, his figure is swaying as if he is about to fall at any time, but he is always able to avoid Meng Jiuxiang's claws at an incredible angle at the critical moment. It is really strange and strange, and it is very enjoyable to watch.
It's obviously just an ordinary long bamboo strip that can be broken with just a slight fold, but at this moment, in Lu Feng's hands, it seems to have become an indestructible and invincible magic weapon, which makes people feel deeply shocked.
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Ji Lanjun's face was filled with a strange look when he sensed it. He had some self-doubts about whether the sense was true. His eyes were full of surprise at Lu Feng's performance.
'How can he have such strength at such a young age?'
'Could it be that you have practiced some evil technique that swallows up other people's spiritual energy?'
Ji Lanjun cursed secretly in his heart, hating Lu Feng even more in his heart.
After Chen Shuanghua watched coldly for a while, she finally began to feel a little unable to sit still.
She discovered that after a long fierce battle, the visible momentum on Meng Jiuxiang's side had slowed down a lot, which should be due to consumption;
But on Lu Feng's side, he was still resisting the surrounding fog, but his aura was as steady as before, without any sign of emptiness or consumption.
This made her very puzzled, and she was secretly worried that Lu Feng had some kind of evil recovery method? How could he maintain balance and consume it like this?
Or is it that his own aura is so terrifying, even worse than Meng Jiuxiang, that Shicai is not afraid of such superficial consumption at all?
No matter what, she couldn't waste it any longer, otherwise what would happen would be not Lu Feng's weakness, but Meng Jiuxiang's death from exhaustion.
At this moment, the secret method of becoming famous is secretly cast, and its name is - 'Bingpo Hantian'!
This was something she accidentally inherited from an ancient iceberg tomb in the snowy region when she was young. It is precisely because of such top-notch qi training techniques that she has the strength and reputation to be among the 70th on the Heavenly Ranking today.
With the operation of the secret method, Chen Shuanghua's whole body was instantly filled with a biting chill, which was so shocking that the surrounding fog dispersed. There was faint frost condensation on the edges of the fog. That chill made it difficult for the surrounding fog to erode towards her.
Half a minute.
Three cold ice picks slowly appeared in the hand behind his back, revealing a sharp and sharp light.
Chen Shuanghua stared intently at the battle between Lu Feng and Meng Jiuxiang, waiting for the perfect opportunity to take action.
He saw that the ordinary bamboo sword was like a nimble snake in Lu Feng's hands. Sometimes it was lightly lifted, like a dragonfly touching water, and it cut through Meng Jiuxiang's sleeves;
The sword power seems to be swayed casually, like a drunken man wreaking havoc, but in fact every move contains a spiritual killing move, and under the cover of drunkenness, the moves become more cunning and hidden, making it difficult to prevent and even harder to judge.
Where will the edge of a sword come from?
If Chen Shuanghua hadn't known that the person in front of him was a heinous evil cultivator, otherwise based on Lu Feng's performance, he might have been mistaken for a certain outstanding figure from the younger generation of the Sword Sect, a rising swordsman genius of this era.
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It's just because Lu Feng's temperament is too carefree and unrestrained in his movements, and his wild and uninhibited look is really unlike what a sinister and vicious evil cultivator can give him.
After a brief period of panic, the killing intent reappeared in Chen Shuanghua's eyes.
'Since Miss has issued a killing order, I won't let you go!'
Chen Shuanghua believed that with the young lady's shrewd decision-making, she would never make a mistake. She just had to follow the instructions.
"Old Chen!" At this moment, Meng Jiuxiang suddenly shouted in surprise.
Chen Shuanghua's eyes sharpened, and after understanding the opponent's intention, she flashed and disappeared into the mist of the formation.
Lu Feng looked warily at Meng Jiuxiang who suddenly screamed. He saw the yin energy from the surrounding world crazily gathering towards her, and a layer of white mist like a miasma condensed on his palms. A flash of uneasiness suddenly flashed in his heart.
Although Meng Jiuxiang's cultivation level is not much higher than that of Hu Buzui and others, they are both at the same level as the sixth breath of the Heavenly Soul Realm, but the difference in cultivation level at that level, even within one breath, may still be a huge gap.
If we take ten as an example, Hu Buzui and his ilk are at most one-tenth or two-tenths, while Meng Jiuxiang is said to have reached seventy-eight levels.
This example may not be straightforward enough. Taking Qianbai as an example seems more appropriate. Hu Buzui is only in the tens of thousands, while Meng Jiuxiang's combat power has almost reached the level of eight or nine hundred.
This is the one-breath gap at the back-breath level of the Heavenly Soul Realm.
This is also the reason why there are many strong people on the Heavenly Ranking, but many of them clearly have the strength of the Six Breaths of the Heavenly Soul Realm, but they have no chance to be on the ranking.
To be continued...