Ye Chen stood in shape and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. "Will it make me surrender?" Ye Chen burst into a powerful momentum, doing his best, and his own swordsmanship waved three too much swordsmanship.
Taixujian is invisible, killing people invisible.
The three -way chopsticks were swept from different directions. Xu Feng felt that a sense of crisis came from all directions. Xu Feng changed color, and Xu Feng's speed was extremely fast, and his perception was excellent.
When the sense of crisis came, Xu Feng surrounded the sword qi all over, and two long sword gas broke out with both hands. A circle of sword gas was drawn around, and the white sword qi was shrouded in the surroundings.
Three holes in the middle.
"Is this thing?" Xu Feng said coldly, and the long sword was in, and the power brought about the dramatic increase, making Xu Feng's strength grow rapidly.
The sharp sharpness is like another space cut, but after all, it has the original last name. Although it is invisible, once it is condensed and touching things, it will still emit a sharp light.
The three holes let Xu Feng know which position that invisible things came from, shooting with both hands, three sword air spots, fast speed, when the Tai Xu sword broke the protective cover, it appeared in that
place.
The white sword gas was smashed in the moment of being smashed. Under this force, Taixu Sword was hit into a pink, and Xu Feng was not hurt.
Ye Chen.
The internal force consumed a lot, the sword spirit of the lingering spirit was blocked by the other party's sword spirit, and the strength of Xu Feng broke out. Even Ye Chen's internal force rose to the nearly sixth level of strength.
High.
More importantly, Xu Feng seems to never know tiredness. So many attacks, still lived, making Ye Chen's resistance increasingly difficult. And with the injuries of Ye Chen over time, there are more and more injuries on Ye Chen.
Although Taixujian is invisible, Xu Feng, who was defended by 360 degrees around, was well defended. Even if this consumes a lot, when Xu Feng is still living, he knows that there are still many internal power of his internal force.
Then, then
Is it going to lose? Ye Chen thought in the heart that although the sword of the Jiuyao was sharp, it just cut off the sword qi that Xu Feng had scratched, and the sword qi that Xu Feng himself became itself was not weak, his strength was strong, his strength was strong, his strength was strong, and his strength was strong.
It's also very strong.
At this moment, Ye Chen even hoped that the sword qi exhibited by her sword can cut off everything in the world sharply, but for the realm of Ye Chen now, it is definitely a delusional delusion.
Regardless of whether the swordsmanship is heavy, whether it is fast and slow, the most fundamental is the powerful power. The sword repair must make your swordsmanship strong, most of which make your swordsmanship sharp.
Therefore, in the sword repair, the sharpness of the sword method is necessary, but Ye Chen's sword method is even more sharp, but the sharpness is limited. It is reasonable to say that this sharpness can even be comparable to the eighth level of the congenital situation, but to say
Ye Chen can rely on this against the eighth level of the ancestors, which is definitely impossible.
And Xu Feng's transformed by the sword, the sharpness of the sharpness is almost the same as Ye Chen. In addition, the power provided by the sword itself makes Xu Feng's energy endless and will never be tired. Ye Chen is consumed quite a lot
Then, then
The bloody clothes, unstable steps, and bloodless appearance, all reveal the weakness of Ye Chen, Ye Chen defended Xu Feng's sword moves, increasingly felt that the pressure was greatly increased.
flaw.
The opportunity was fleeting, and Xu Feng rushed into it very quickly. His hands turned the sword, and a huge sword qi pierced it straight.
Make Ye Chen, like slipping on the ice, has gone back a few meters.
The mouth vomited blood, Ye Chen felt a pain in his chest, and his body was unstable, but he had no relatives of Ye Chen who was so breathable. A sharp sword gas continued to come towards Ye Chen. Ye Chen resisted difficulties.
Ye Chen's power is getting bigger and bigger, and the resistance is becoming more and more difficult. Step by step, Ye Chen's feet form a blood footprint. Ye Chen still resists.
I never thought of losing.
Outside of the suburbs, losing represents death. Faced with death, of course, Ye Chen does not want, who can face death, so only to fight hard to resist the attack of this sword and another sword.
Ye Chen no longer knew how many swords he had resisted, and his mind was a little unclear. He only resisted this sword with his instincts. Xu Feng's face changed a little.
After so many tricks, Ye Chen still did not defeat Ye Chen.
One sword and another sword, every time I can accurately resist my sword qi, each time it seems to fall down, but every time I did not fall down, but I magically resisting my sword gas. This is
Xu Feng had to speed up the offense.
Although the strength of the sword has improved a lot, it cannot be persisted too long. If you ca n’t take Ye Chen, your own realm will disappear, and then it will be weak and the person will be slaughtered.
The two see who can persist in the end, Xu Feng's sword is faster, but the unclear Ye Chen's resistance is also accelerating. The black soul of the black spirit drives Ye Chen's shoulders and quickly resist.
In this state, Ye Chen didn't know what he was doing, but he instinctively followed the feeling that when he was in Xingcheng at the time, when he was treated by Hu Lao, he was fainted
ah.
I don't know how long, Ye Chen felt that the crisis was lifted, and his face was awakened. Then he saw Xu Feng lying on the ground, a paralyzed look.
"What's going on?" For the process of this game, Ye Chen can only remember to reach the opponent's attack after he showed his too much sword, as if he couldn't resist. But the scene in front of him seemed to resist him.
Suddenly, a weak feeling permeated the whole body, Ye Chen shook a bit, his face was a little pale, as if he had to fall down, snoring, a black mang appeared on Ye Chen's sword.
Qiong Fei returned to the soul, and the white sword spirit also drilled into the long sword around Xu Feng, feeling the vibration of the long sword, Xu Feng's long sword exuded a sad breath.
Compared with the dome, the white sword spirit loses, and the owner also loses, which makes both of them feel frustrated.
The young man Xu Feng is also a person who is brave. Although his face is dim, he still said to Ye Chen: "I lost!"
"Victory or defeat is a common thing. If I do n’t have this sword, I wo n’t be able to beat you, let alone you are younger than me, do n’t be discouraged!” Ye Chen said to Xu Feng, I do n’t want to watch such a teenager so decadent.
"I will, thank you!" Xu Feng struggled to stand up. As a sword, there was no more than a failure than failure, but as long as you survive, you will definitely increase your strength.
Xu Feng failed, of course, the mood was not very good, and I could say thank you, but the surface is just polite. How about it? Ye Chen didn't know.
Looking at Xu Feng's sadness, Ye Chen did not have the joy of victory at this moment.