What a fast sword, what a terrifying swordsmanship!
Li Muchan's scalp was numb, and the hairs all over his body stood up involuntarily.
Looking at the masters he had seen in the past, he had never been as shocked as the person in front of him.
This person may not have the power to overwhelm others, and he looks extremely restrained, but the light of the sword has killed people in a flash of thunder, as if the heaven and earth were shattered; with one move, the cold light suddenly disappeared, and the thunder stopped. In the three-foot sheath, the light of the sword flashes between the backhand, which is shocking to the world.
It was so fast that the person who was hit by the sword didn't even know he was dead and could still speak, which was even more incredible.
He had never thought that swordsmanship could be so brilliant and magnificent, and that it could frighten people's hearts.
Is this Xie Xiaofeng?
Is this the third young master of Shenjian Villa?
At such an age and with such swordsmanship, Li Muchan could not think of anyone else.
Is there really such a talented and extraordinary person in the world? As expected, he is a person beloved by heaven and earth.
This kind of frightening swordsmanship is a realm that countless people have dreamed of throughout the ages. Countless people have been pursuing and exploring it throughout their lives. How many swordsmen have never dreamed of it and have hated it all their lives.
The unity of man and sword, this man has it since he was born.
Li Muchan pursed his lips, and his pupils first shrank and then expanded, because it was hard for him to imagine how amazing this child would be when he grew up.
The other wind user was stunned for a moment, and a red light suddenly appeared in his eyes. He originally had a bamboo hat on his head, but now that his luck was rising, the bamboo hat seemed to be blown up by a strong wind, revealing his true appearance.
And everyone who saw his face clearly exclaimed, as if they were seeing an evil spirit.
When Li Muchan took a first look at it, his heart trembled. In the light of the leaping fire, he saw that the face was twisted and crooked, the mouth was wide and the teeth were stuck out, and the nostrils were pointed upward. It was extremely ugly and terrifying, like a freak.
The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared like a wild beast in rage. His muscles were tense, and he didn't know whether he had lost his mind or something. He grabbed the headless corpse in front of him and drank hot blood from the severed neck. A series of frightening swallowing sounds came from the mouthpiece.
Not to mention the Divine Sword Villa, even the Demon Cult members were so frightened by this terrifying scene that they trembled and retreated one after another.
The wind envoy drank the blood of another person, and his eyes glowed with blood. Outside the body surface, blue-black veins and veins expanded one after another and were exposed on the body surface. He breathed hot air like a giant demon.
Xie Xiaofeng frowned, as if he was aware of the crisis. He raised his hand and sent Murong Qiudi behind him several feet away, and then drew his sword out of its sheath.
In the night, a bright sword light suddenly appeared out of thin air, like a waterfall striking directly.
The sword light suddenly appeared, and everyone felt a sharp pain, as if the night wind had turned into a knife for cutting flesh and scraping bones.
What a terrifying sword intent.
The sword light flashed past, and several demon sect members who were closest to Xie Xiaofeng fell to the ground, dying silently. Looking closely, a bit of rich blood suddenly oozed from their throats, and they were sealed with a sword.
However, the last sword failed to accomplish anything.
The tip of the sword landed on Fengzhi's throat, but it didn't hurt at all, leaving only a shallow white mark.
Before the strike was completed, Xie Xiaofeng raised his arms and used the Xie's Divine Sword to attack the wind user's more than ten weak points around his body, but it was still useless.
"ah!"
The wind envoy roared loudly and pounced with an arrow, like a tiger attacking a sheep, bringing up a strong and fishy wind. A large stone half the height of a man in front of him shook with a rumble and shattered in response.
The dust was flying, and suddenly dozens of figures were seen coming together on the mountain. Seeing the scene, they couldn't help but raise their swords and attack.
Xie Xiaofeng hurriedly reminded: "Be careful, you are not his opponent."
But it was still a step too late. Dozens of sword lights pierced the night. The wind user did not dodge, letting the sharp weapon attack his body. However, the moment the long sword touched it, the sword body instantly bent into an arc, like piercing gold and iron, and then passed by a group of people. His horrified eyes were broken.
Without waiting for these people to react, the wind moved their fists in circles, opening and closing, and each of them was seriously injured. They vomited blood and fell over. Some had their faces collapsed, some had their sternums shattered, and some had their heads exploded. They died horribly.
Li Muchan was horrified to see that none of the four demon sect's ambassadors were normal except him, and each one's kung fu was more evil than the last. He originally thought that the water and fire envoys were evil enough, but he didn't expect that the wind envoy was simply inhuman.
But Li Muchan suddenly remembered that he had a "ghost secret spectrum", which didn't seem to be normal.
Just as he was thinking about it, his expression suddenly changed, and he saw that Xie Xiaofeng had just happened to come straight towards him, followed closely by the monster behind him. Along the way, he encountered broken rocks and trees. Destroyed, the momentum was astonishing.
"Discovered."
Li Muchan's face darkened, and he made a decisive decision, fluttering his clothes and sleeves, and retreated.
Xie Xiaofeng, despite his young age, has extremely high physical skills. He seems to have ordinary ups and downs. Without even thinking about it, he was already three steps away from Li Muchan. Then he stabbed with his sword, like an immortal guiding the way. His sword was fierce and approaching. Ankle.
Li Muchan's body tensed, and he subconsciously raised his sleeves. He took out his right hand from the sleeves and waved his palms as if the breeze was blowing on his face. However, halfway through the palms, his offensive suddenly changed. He actually used his fingers as swords and struck the spot as fast as lightning. On the ridge of the long sword.
With a "ding" sound, the long sword trembled, and the attack slowed down.
With one finger pointing, Li Muchan lowered his sword finger again, turned his wrist and wrapped it around his elbow. In an instant, thousands of finger shadows appeared under the moon in a trance, poking or picking, pressing or stabbing. The finger shadows were like thousands of lotuses blooming, mysterious and obscure, Amazingly unpredictable.
With just one finger, Xie Xiaofeng's dull eyes suddenly burst into light, and he said in a deep voice with emotion: "Excellent swordsmanship, what do you call me?"
This is actually the gesture of the "Heavenly Buddha's Sword of Conquering Demons", where the Buddha descends from his seat.
But Xie Xiaofeng is still Xie Xiaofeng after all. When he had no way to retreat, he saw a finger poking at his Taiyuan point. He shook his wrist, his shoulders dropped and his elbows dropped. His long sword trembled like a dragon, and the tip of the sword spit out a message like a spirit snake. The tip of Xie's Divine Sword instantly curved upwards, pointing diagonally at Li Muchan's armpit. Before the sword's edge reached him, a tear was silently ripped out of the black robe.
The two of them crossed paths, but they all stopped midway. Li Muchan secretly thought that it was a pity. He originally wanted to use a hidden trick, but it still lacked a bit of atmosphere. Ignoring Xie Xiaofeng's reaction, he turned around and struck out a palm in the air, landing on the wind user's chest, forcing Xie Xiaofeng to retreat.
Unexpectedly, Fengshi just swayed and fell back to the ground without any impact.
In just this moment, many figures came from all directions after hearing the sound. The inhuman roar of the wind was really too unusual.
Before the people arrived, the sword light had arrived.
Several dazzling sword rays were directed towards Feng Envoy, and Li Muchan was also covered in it.
"Stop hurting my son!"
"Be bold!"
"Suffer death!"
…
Xie Wangsun and several Xie clan elders were afraid that Xie Xiaofeng would be injured, so they sacrificed their lives to fight.
Under the heavy murderous intent, Li Muchan suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, but his mind was not disturbed. He pointed with his backhand and repeated the old trick. This time, he incorporated the cold inner energy of the "Ghost Secret Spectrum" and tilted his sword finger slightly. , an elder of the Xie family came closer, and at first he saw the shadows of fingers in the sky, and there was a gloomy air. He was shocked and felt a wisp of bone-chilling coldness hit his wrist, and even felt numb. Before he could react, the sword in his hand had been snatched away.
Li Muchan grabbed the sword for a moment, and his mind was concentrated. The sword light circled in the air, passing through a circle of sword shadows. In the lightning and flint, he picked up all the three long swords in front of him and rolled them up in one place. Then with a wave of luck, the three swords were The long swords all flew away from their hands, "snatched" and sank into the tree trunk nearby, and then they retreated amidst a series of exclamations.
"Who are you?"
"Ah, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"What a terrifying swordsmanship."
"Who is capable of such swordsmanship?"
…
Surprises spread.
Not only here, but also several elders of the Xie family in the open space beside them all changed their expressions after fighting with the wind envoy. The opponent in front of him was invulnerable to swords and swords, just like copper skin and iron bones. He was caught off guard. Two people were punched to death on the spot, and a group of Xie family members were killed and injured.
Xie Wangsun frowned and shouted angrily: "Please ask for the divine sword!"
Suddenly, someone behind him hurriedly took out a black wooden box. When the wooden box was opened, there was a sword inside. The scabbard was clumsy and the blade was pitch black.
Xie Wangsun took the sword in his hand and quickly rushed towards the wind envoy who seemed to be in an uninhabited land. He struck out sharply and the long sword passed through the air.
The wind envoy was still in the air, but his body and head were silently broken.
At this same time, the Five Dragon Heads and the Six Dragon Heads had arrived with a group of disciples of the Blue Dragon Society.
Murong Ying on the other end also strode over with a gloomy expression, followed closely by the demon sect members behind her.
Seeing the enemy and meeting Xie Xiaofeng, the two sides talked no nonsense when they met, and both drew their swords towards each other.
The brutal fighting suddenly resumed.
"Retreat, retreat to the villa!"
