('Chen Feifan had never noticed the rusty long sword in the sword ghost's hand. Now that he heard what he said and looked carefully, it was indeed extraordinary. [Read the latest chapter]
I saw that long sword, under the gentle touch of the sword ghost, the outer layer of rust gradually faded away, replaced by a layer of vague white light.
"A good sword." Taoist Master Xikong praised: "It is a good sword with spirituality. I wonder if you can tell me what the name of this sword is?" Search for the latest updates at.br/>"This sword is called Mu Bai. , is my favorite sword in my life."
"Very good! Can we fight with all our strength now?"
Sword Demon grinned and said confidently: "I will let you take action!"
"Come on!" Taoist Xikong said disapprovingly.
The atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense again. What happened next opened Chen Feifan's eyes. The white light on the twilight sword in the sword ghost's hand became more and more intense, and finally the sword energy A sword light up to an inch wide was actually formed on the sword surface, a sword light that only the masters among masters could have!
At this moment, in Chen Feifan's mind, this sword ghost was already more powerful than Chu Bingye and Du Mengyue.
"Jiangang!" Taoist Xikong narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Yes, it seems that you are also a top master in the world."
"Master?" Sword Demon laughed to himself and jumped forward slightly. Suddenly his whole body became erratic, and all he could see was a white light. Afterwards, more than a dozen sword energies were seen flying towards Daoist Xiangkong from different directions almost at the same time.
The heavy sword in front of Taoist Chief Xiukong was still stable. No matter how fast and powerful the sword energy around him was, they were blocked by it and could not hurt the person standing inside at all.
Just when all the sword energy was wiped out, the figure of the sword ghost suddenly flashed to the left side of Taoist Master Xiukong, and then a white light flashed across and struck the heavy sword heavily. What was incredible was that , The heavy sword that was motionless just now trembled slightly after being struck by the white light.
As the white light disappeared, the sword ghost's figure became blurry again. The next second, it appeared on the right side of Taoist Xiukong again, and then another white light struck the heavy sword. , the heavy sword trembled again.
After more than ten consecutive attacks like this, the white light did not weaken any of the offensive force, but the heavy sword seemed to be unable to hold on and seemed a little shaky.
Chen Feifan, who was on the side, originally thought that this competition would be one-sided, but at this moment, he finally saw that the masters in the arena are indeed capable of competing with those in the world of cultivation.
Taoist Master Xiukong saw all this. He just smiled slightly and calmly moved his hand in the air, and the heavy sword outside him flew into his sleeve.
The white light did not continue to hit Daoist Xiukong this time, but stopped a few steps in front of him, reappearing as a sword ghost.
"How about it? Do you want to fight me?" Sword Demon said proudly as he looked at the person in front of him.
"Is this your most powerful skill?" Taoist Master Xiukong asked, still looking like an old man.
The sword ghost was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Don't you want to fight me yet? To tell you the truth, my sword technique is called the Can Sword Style. I only attack but not defend. I use offense instead of defense. If you really don't want to, If you take action, I will keep hitting you until you take action."
"Remnant sword style, Mu Baijian, is this sword ghost your real name?" Taoist priest Xiukong asked, somewhat unreasonably.
Sword Demon shook his head and said: "I have long forgotten what my name was before. This Sword Demon is the title given to me by people in the world, and it is also my only name now."
"It seems that something bad must have happened to you in your life!" Taoist Master Xikong sighed.
At this moment, Sword Demon seemed to have thought of something. After a strange smile flashed across his face, he suddenly turned to look at Chen Feifan, who was not far away. His eyes flashed with cold light, and he smiled at him and said: "Those who are watching from the sidelines Well, if I want to kill you now, will this Taoist priest come to save you?"
Being stared at by the opponent with a murderous look on his face, Chen Feifan suddenly felt excited and quickly took the Phantom Spirit Sword in his hand. At the same time, the Spiritual Sword Qi in his body also began to circulate. The opponent's speed and sword moves were all... He can't compete now. The only thing he can do now is to stay vigilant and try to avoid being killed by the opponent's move, so that he can delay the Taoist priest to rescue him.
"I will only fight you this one time!" Taoist Master Xiukong finally agreed: "After I take action, no matter the outcome, you are not allowed to ask to compete with me again."
"Okay!" Sword Demon nodded.
"Then you continue to attack now and don't try to trick him." Taoist Xikong pointed at Chen Feifan and said.
"As long as you are willing to take action, of course I will not take advantage of him." Sword Demon had already shifted his attention to Taoist Master Xiukong, "Although I don't know what your relationship is with him, I know that he is a charlatan. People, what interests me now is your cultivation world, not this boy who is weak in martial arts."
It was the first time that Chen Feifan heard someone say that he was weak in martial arts in person. However, this was also an indisputable fact. In front of such a master, what was his chance of winning in a competition with his opponent? Since my skills are inferior to others, I have no choice but to acquiesce.
"Come on!" Taoist Master Xiukong flipped his right hand, and an emerald green sword appeared in his hand, and then he assumed a posture ready to attack at any time.
The sword ghost rushed forward without saying a word. At this time, Chen Feifan, who was standing by, only saw that there were no longer two people, but two blurry figures, one was white, and the other was green. This white The two green figures collided with each other, occasionally separated, but immediately became entangled again.
The speed of the two of them was so fast that Chen Feifan's eyes could not keep up with the speed of the two of them, and they could not clearly see the fight between the two.
After about ten rounds, the two figures finally separated, and they were seven or eight steps away from each other. Taoist Master Xiukong was still standing calmly, while Sword Demon had begun to pant. He was so angry that his already tattered clothes were even more disfigured, and there were even some bright red blood stains on them.
"It seems that this world of cultivation is nothing more than this!" Sword Demon took a few deep breaths and said slowly.
"The frog at the bottom of the well!" Taoist Master Xiukong snorted coldly.
"Come again!" The sword demon was obviously irritated by the opponent's words. The sword light on the Mu Bai sword in his hand was wider than before!
Taoist Master Xiukong sneered: "Let me show you the true strength of the world of cultivation!"
After saying that, he put away the long emerald sword, released the heavy sword again, then put his hands together and chanted a few words in a low voice. Suddenly, the heavy sword automatically floated in front of him, the sword head Pointing at the sword ghost opposite.
Seeing the opponent's actions, the sword ghost showed no sign of weakness. After taking another deep breath, he accelerated and rushed over. The Mubai Sword in his right hand pointed directly at the opponent's left chest. At this time, the heavy sword was also quickly flying towards the Sword Demon under the guidance of Taoist Master Xiangkong's hands.
Soon, Chen Feifan, who was standing aside, saw a scene that shocked him: when the heavy sword was still one or two steps away from the white light of the Sword Demon, it suddenly surged several times, and then slashed forward. Go down.
There was a loud "boom", and the feeling of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking came with it. Where the heavy sword struck, dust flew up, and it was impossible to see clearly what was going on inside. Whether the sword ghost was alive or dead could only wait until the sky filled with The answer will be known only after the dust has passed. . ..
