Feng Xiaotong's soft sword hangs low, his clothes are free of wind, and he looks like a master, but his smile makes Yue Mochen so dislike, arrogant, deserted and vicious.
"Next time remember to take your eyes out, not everyone can offend you."
After saying that, Feng Xiaotong put away her sneer, moved her feet, and her body flew forward like a phantom!
The soft sword in his hand was so fast that he could not even see the shadow, only the increasingly powerful sword intent and the occasional sword light leaked.
At this moment, Yue Mochen didn't care about anything else, kicked his left foot, and rushed out, shaking his right wrist, and the single-edge sword turned into a dazzling cold light and stabbed out!
Use a sword! Against the sword!
Through his sword net, Feng Xiaotong saw a scene that made him feel thirsty: Yue Mochen's right hand holding the sword was waving the long sword at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Countless sword lights intertwined a dense and impenetrable thread.
Later, Feng Xiaotong couldn't even see Yue Mochen's sword!
The sharp and elegant sword light firmly attracted everyone's attention. Each sword was so slow that it seemed to have never moved, firmly fixed in place, but each sword was very fast, fast
In the blink of an eye, countless sword lights flashed out.
It is obviously very close, but it gives people the illusion that it is still far away.
Even Feng Xiaotong, who was in the battle situation, was stunned for a moment. She bounced her soft sword and poked it straight out, trying to capture the dark and cold sword tip.
Yue Mochen remained silent, and all his mind was immersed in his sword moves. He accidentally entered a mysterious state, and the other side of this state might be the sword intent he longed for!
Although it was done subconsciously, its power was extraordinary. Yue Mochen instinctively set his sword towards Feng Xiaotong on the oncoming face!
At this time, Feng Xiaotong had already come back to her senses. Although she could not capture Yue Mochen's actions, she found that Yue Mochen's mind was immersed in the sword path and did not fight tightly.
Feng Xiaotong? Zhang Haoran smiled coldly, stretched his body, and his feet did not stop, and his body rushed towards Yue Mochen like a dragon. On the way, the soft sword wrapped in white air flow slashed out and pulled out a gorgeous
The light tail, when he looked at it, it was like a blue flying dragon leading to the tip of the sword, rushing towards Yue Mochen who was already close to him!
Youlong roared out with an incomparable sharpness. Wherever he passed, there was a burst of air sound in the air. Yue Mochen felt like he was locked by ancient beasts. A fatal sense of danger surged.
He quickly came back to his senses from his swordsmanship!
"Feng Xiaotong! Don't think you can use the sword!!" Yue Mochen shouted softly, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, and a sword broke through the air!
It seems slow, it seems fast, it seems empty, it seems real.
There is no sound of a qi explosion, nor a fierce momentum. It is just a plain sword, but it seems to contain thousands of ways!
When Feng Xiaotong saw it, his heart was shaking! With his attainments in swordsmanship, he could naturally see the extraordinaryness of Yue Mochen's sword! So he secretly increased the strength in his hand.
"boom!!"
The two swords intersected, and the sword energy scattered out of the scattered swords destroyed the surrounding debris. Then these already broken debris became even more incomplete and turned into pieces and sputtered in all directions.
At the same time, the two sides of the battle also flew backwards and spit out a small mouthful of blood in the air.
The next moment, the two of them fell at both ends of the first floor hall at the same time, looking at each other from afar. Although both of them had already set their figures, Yue Mochen's feet could not stop trembling. Of course, it was not because
Fear, but excitement!
Sword Intent!! In the sword just now, Yue Mochen actually emitted the sword intent!
Although he was just lucky enough to take this step in a daze, he knew that the most difficult thing to understand the sword intent was this small step. As long as he passed this time, he would sooner or later master the sword intent!
"you..."
Feng Xiaotong's eyes were full of unwilling expressions, and her eyes were staring at Yue Mochen opposite her, as if the young man in front of her was not a human, but a monster.
"It's very unexpected? That's right, this is the sword intent, haha!"
Yue Mochen couldn't help laughing excitedly in his heart. He knew that based on the other party's attainment in swordsmanship, he must have seen it!
"No wonder you have the confidence to fight me. It turns out that you have already understood the sword intent! You are indeed a genius. If I had been a few years in the evening, I would not have been your opponent, but now...hehe..."
Feng Xiaotong said this, but did not continue talking, but smiled confidently, as if cheering herself up.
"No, you misunderstood. I didn't understand it before I stepped into this place, or, when you released the thousand insects and crawled around, I didn't understand the sword intent, even if it was just a slightest, I could find out that just now
That sword is your credit.”
Yue Mochen deducted the credit on Feng Xiaotong's head without hesitation, but only made the latter's face turn gloomy.
"You mean, because I just used the sword intent on you, so you learned it!?"
"Yes! Otherwise, why do you think I want to thank you?" Yue Mochen said with a sweet smile that he thought was.
Feng Xiaotong's face changed again: he had already understood the sword intent at less than 40 years old and was known as a genius among geniuses. Even the Dugu family, which is famous for its swords, could do this.
But how old is the young man in front of him? Not only did he cultivate himself, but he also understood the sword intent at this time!?
genius?
Can this word describe him? If he is a genius, then what am I?
Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotong couldn't help feeling a strong sense of frustration in her heart. Looking at the smiling boy in front of her, he developed an unprecedented negative emotion, which was called jealousy.
Although the boy in front of him had a calm eyes and extremely rich combat experience, his voice revealed his real age, and he would never be more than eighteen years old. At the age of eighteen, he could be a powerful man at the peak of the hundred tribulations with him.
The fight was hard to tell, and I still realized the sword intent in my own sword!?
But when I was eighteen years old, I was just a small warrior of the mid-level heaven, and it was nothing in the big world!
Even though he has been used by his tribesman many times to compare with the most dazzling geniuses in the Kan waters, he has never felt this kind of emotion today, because he knows that even if he is less than him, he is not as good as he is.
It's far away, but when compared with the young man in front of me, I'm like a sparrow trying to compete with a sacred bird, which is extremely ridiculous!
"I have to say, you have good luck."
The strong unwillingness turned into anger, and the jealousy quickly occupied his thoughts like a tide. While taking out a simple and unique jade pendant from his waist, he said sarcastically: "But it can also be said to be extremely unlucky!
, You messed with me!"
Yue Mochen didn't hear him clearly, and looked straight at the jade pendant in Feng Xiaotong's hand...