Chapter 807 The long sword is wonderful, the golden wind is colorful
Ye Fei's body is like a green leaf, tumbling and turning in the wind. Mo Shiyi's spells are extraordinary. With only one sword in his hand, Ye Fei can't even defend his body in the wind... One sword can't do it, so use two.
, Ye Fei flipped his hand in the wind, and there was another long sword in his hand, and the swords danced with both hands.
What does a child look like when he grabs two branches, swings his arms and beats them randomly? How does Ye Fei's sword look like it? There are even a few times where it seems that he can't coordinate, and the two swords in his hands collide and jingle.
The sound is loud.
It was obviously a ridiculous situation, but Mo Eleven, who was in charge of the black hurricane, opened his eyes wide. This wind was not blown randomly, it was the proud magic of the eleven brothers. The wind not only contained great power, but also had layers of killing power.
Calamities flowed around, and calamities came and went as fast as lightning without leaving a trace. It was extremely difficult to resist, but under the sword of Scarface Candy Man, all the calamities that were attacked by the wind failed, or they were inexplicably pulled by strange forces to change their direction.
, or the 'power eye' will be pierced by a sword edge and suddenly become invisible.
However, Tangren's double swords could only barely eliminate a few evil spells in the wind, and his body could not stabilize. How long could he hold on?
Suddenly there was a shout, Ye Fei straightened up his body, and the third sword came out!
The sword light shines again, but the light of the third sword has not yet fallen, the fourth sword, the fifth sword... the seventh sword, Ye Fei is alone, the seven swords dance together!
Ye Fei only has two hands, so he can only hold two swords in his hands forever. He grabs one sword, dances, lets go, and then grabs the next sword, and so on.
It is impossible to tell whether the swordsmanship has been practiced as juggling or the juggling has been practiced as swordsmanship. But what is certain is that the seven swords swirled around him, the sword light intertwined into a cage, and the black hurricane could no longer hurt Ye Fei in the slightest.
The scar-faced strong man from the Middle Earth has already controlled his figure, standing steadily in the strong wind under the heavy sword light.
As a matter of course, he caused a lot of surprises, from the people in the wind to the people in the cave to the people all over the world.
"Tangman, who are you?" In the midst of the evil wind, Imperial Master Jin Zhong spoke in a deep voice. There was no anger in his voice, but a hint of caution.
Under the light of the sword, Ye Fei spoke again, ignoring the imperial master at all. He still called 'Xia Lishan': "Xia Lishan, does your family have such swordsmanship?"
Xia Lishan was determined and did not answer.
Ye Fei didn't have to be angry this time. The sword was so powerful that he bullied the world. He just thought he was impressed by Su Jing, and then changed the subject: "I went to find those people, and I heard that Yaoyao was killed by the young lady of Uncle Yanyan's family.
I took a few candy men and rescued them. They must be yours. Yaoyao is fine."
After waiting for a moment, he couldn't get a half-word answer. He didn't know if Ye Fei was used to it or accepted his fate, so he didn't ask any more questions. The light of the powerful sword in his hand floated, and seven swords per man rose up against the wind!
How could Mo Shiyi allow him to counterattack? The black hurricane suddenly turned. The shape and quality of the wind dragon remained unchanged, but the direction of the wind was violent. The mana flowed away, killing Scarface Candy Man with all his strength! Originally, the 'Black Dragon' mainly attacked Su Jing. At this moment
The center of gravity shifted, and the pressure on Ye Fei increased sharply. The sword light dimmed instantly, and the seven swords whined at the same time and were about to collapse. At this moment, Ye Fei's roar was heard again... Ninety-one swords! No.
Then he took out one sword after another from the bag, and in one breath he released ninety-one swords!
The group of swords took action, but they would not go far away, because in a blink of an eye, all the swords would enter Ye Feizhi's hands again. The ninety-eight swords flipped forward and backward, never leaving three feet away from the master's side. Ye Fei's figure was like a spinning top.
The turn was astonishing, and he controlled his swords.
In the cave, Fengqiao was lost and fell to the ground. This was not a swordsmanship at all. What Ye Fei did was completely beyond her understanding of swordsmanship. It would not be outrageous to say that it was an 'immortal skill'... Just a few
A few months ago, she was still dreaming of having a sword duel with this person?!
Feng Qiao fell, but before she actually hit the ground, Ye Fei suddenly laughed in the wind: "Xia Lishan, swordsman, look carefully at my swords. Who dares to say that at this time tomorrow, these few swords of mine will be used?"
The sword will not be thrust into your heart!" He pulled away as he spoke.
From seven swords to ninety-eight swords, the change was too sudden, and the sharpness on the sword grew so fiercely that Mo Shiyi was caught off guard. He saw Ye Fei's sword, breaking the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it was seven hundred feet away from the eye of the wind at the top of the sky.
Mo Shi all looked horrified, shouted angrily at the same time, and raised their hands to take out the treasure.
Eleven people, eleven treasures, and eleven pale gray square flags.
There is no big difference between Xiezi's practice and the two changes of wind and cloud. The enemies that the black wind can't help turn into black clouds and can't be dealt with. However, these eleven flags that wipe the sky and enter the wind and clouds are the essence of his magic. Qi Lingfeng first
He made a surge, surrounded Ye Fei heavily, and then shrunk tightly to wrap up the sword light... Just when the "Regiment Flag" was just a hair away from closing, the ninety-eight swords roared in unison, the sword energy surged, and he was dead.
After holding on to the final gap, Ye Fei rushed out.
With all the swords gone, what's the use of him rushing out alone... His body was like a giant, and the seven hundred-foot sky was crossed in an instant. Ye Fei waved his hand fiercely, and eleven long swords protected him.
It still looks messy, but there is always a sharp point on the tip or blade of the sword that greets the eleventh son of Mo - Mo, the eleventh son.
There were eleven people in the eye of the storm. Ye Fei didn't care about anything else and only focused on killing one.
With no time to retreat, the Eleventh Son opened his hands fiercely, and used his left hand to play the Heart-Tearing Talisman, which sent out thousands of black hairsprings to entangle and block the incoming enemy. The Changing Mountain Seal engraved on the palm of his right hand was placed upside down on his forehead to protect himself; the other was a Mo Xie cultivator.
He hurriedly cast spells to save the youngest.
All eleven swords were used to attack the enemy, and Ye Fei himself was almost undefended... It was too late to take precautions, shaking his long sleeves, the swords flew away, one hundred and twenty-one swords!
The three corpses were dazzled in the cave, and Lei Dong murmured: "How many swords did he bring?" Akame's voice tightened: "How many swords can he wield with ease?"
Nian Hua coughed and said: "If you are miscellaneous but not refined, you will fall behind. A good sword is better than thousands of swords." Such shameless words of pretending to be superior, the other two dwarfs nodded in agreement.
: "The inferior is inferior, he is inferior."
In the eyes of Wu Huanhuang, Ye Fei's figure was spinning like crazy, slashing with one hundred and twenty-one swords, blocking the siege of the ten sons of the Mo family. A group of swords were just slashing at random, and the powerful spell to control people was unreasonably removed.
Lost it, but no one knows it until now: Ye Fei's "no reason" is the great truth, the fairy truth on the sword!
A group of swords protected him and attacked the eleven swords of the eleventh son. Six swords broke through Yousi Qiandao, and five swords broke his protective 'mountain-changing talisman'. When all eleven swords fell, Ye Fei groaned.
There was another sword in his hand, and he stabbed at Eleven Zi crookedly.
The eleventh son's eyes and spiritual consciousness had long been scattered by the sword light, and his soul was frightened by the sharp murderous intention. He was no longer able to avoid Ye Fei's last stab. Just when he was closing his eyes and waiting for death, golden light suddenly bloomed around him, and then "
When there was a loud clash of gold and iron...a big bell jumped out of the air. When the eleventh son encountered a disaster, he caged him and blocked Ye Fei's life-threatening sword.
Jin Zhong took action, and others fell into the eye of the black wind. The evil wind of mixed gold also followed him and merged into the black dragon hurricane.
Ye Fei failed to kill the powerful enemy with one sword. He did not hesitate at all. All the long swords in his hand were scattered by him, and he sniped at the powerful enemy and counterattacked. With his shallow cultivation and sword skills, he could only "kill skillfully"
, if he really falls into a melee among this group of strong men who control people, he will definitely lose.
A group of swords flew at the enemy. Ye Fei had two more swords in his hand, and he swung them with strange force at will, causing him to dodge and retreat from the eye of the storm.
The frightening battle came to an end temporarily. Ye Fei withdrew a hundred feet away from the control of the wind. The sword with both hands began to dance slowly. He cut through the wind and cut the clouds and used his profound energy to control his levitation. Suddenly, he coughed.
.
It was a bit stuffy, a bit hissing, and spewed out little bits of saliva. It was just an ordinary cough, but it made Mo Shiyi’s heart tighten for a moment after he had just fought with him. Looking at this scar-faced candy man again now
What a strange evil star! If he is like this without any cultivation, just with his sword, what will he be like when he has cultivation...
Ye Fei had the same thought in his mind. It would be great if he could still cultivate. He misses his basin of water. After coughing, blood slowly trickled down from Ye Fei's ears. His condition is really not good, so
The fierce fight left him injured one after another.
The two winds reunited and were still fighting the Baizhang Yinfeng, but the master's mind temporarily turned to Ye Fei, asking the old question: "Who are you?"
"Sugar Man." Ye Fei answered easily, and then stopped looking at the demon monk and looked down at the ground: "I said, can you muster up some more strength to wrap around the killing bell for a while and let me kill that person?
Boy." Ye Fei didn't raise his eyes or give any instructions, but the youngest of Mo Eleven Middle School suddenly felt a little cold around him.
The long sword sang softly, Ye Fei showed three more swords, and 'played' with these five swords. His suspended body became more stable.
Probably just to show off his character, Ye Fei said to Su Jing again: "The person I want to kill must die."
He wanted to kill Mo, the eleventh son, without any grievance or grudge. He had randomly selected this person as his target before but failed to kill him. This could not be done like this. The person Ye Fei wanted to kill must die.
After waiting for three breaths, there was still no movement in the thirty-foot-long fire. Ye Fei became a little impatient: "Are you mute or are you talking about eating? I'll tell you whether it's okay or not."
This time there was finally a response, not a human voice, but Ye Fei's answer was fire, bright sun fire.
The fire rises.
Thirty feet, three hundred feet, thirty-three thousand feet... It was like an explosive sun fire raging, and who could see the end of the raging wave of flames that spread out in an instant!
It was a sea of fire, but also a huge whirlpool. The sun and fire gathered together and kept flowing. The huge waves surged into the sky, and the vast land was scalded. It seemed that it wanted to suck the sky into the whirlpool before it would give up.
When the whirlpool becomes wild, the wind becomes wild. The dark wind hurricane, which is beaten by the two sky hurricanes mixed with gold and black, is on the verge of death. It explodes with a roar and soars into the sky. It is not even weak and inferior at all, and rolls back to control the hurricane.
Both the demon monk and Mo Shiyi were caught off guard and hurriedly cast spells to activate the hurricane's magic power. However, the evil wind that had been 'half-dead' on the ground seemed to be possessed by evil spirits.
The five elements come together to create endless life, making the Baizhang Wind extremely tenacious; and at this moment... what the ancient Qiankun scriptures say, after the five elements come together, there is endless life, and after the endless life, there is the rhythm of creation.
The wind is going crazy, this evil wind has been blessed! Its power has increased by more than a thousand times!
Is that still the dark wind? Red light flows, orange clouds surge, yellow air fills the air, and green light scatters... The seven colors are unrestrained, the wind kills people, and the wind is even more charming!
I fought, but I couldn't run away. I fought again with new strength, but I couldn't fight and ran again... I tried to use Zhang Yi twice, and I endured and persisted all the way. Finally, it was the time when Yin Feng went crazy and went berserk.
The Jade Dew Golden Wind from Lan Qi, a disciple of Moye Rainbow Seven Clan, passed down by Grand Master Lan Qi! In order to agree with his sweetheart, Lan Qi specially developed the rainbow-colored wind for the True Fire of the Sun!
In the blink of an eye, the situation suddenly changed. (To be continued...)