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"Brother, I'll deal with him!" Xiao Mufeng said, stepping forward and standing in front of Chen Feifan.
"I really don't know, Brother Chen, what's so good about you? You're not good at martial arts and you're average in appearance. Why are there so many beautiful girls falling in love with you?" Qian Xiaoyun said this in a confused way.
"Qian Xiaoyun, what do you mean?" Xiao Mufeng asked.
"Hmph!" Qian Xiaoyun snorted coldly, "You still pretend to be stupid with me, okay, I'll let you sleep here today."
Regarding Qian Xiaoyun, Xiao Mufeng still had the slightest fear: "Then it depends on your ability!"
"Be careful, there is a mystery hidden in his Qingyun Sword." Chen Feifan had already seen the azure aura hidden in Qian Xiaoyun's Qingyun Sword.
"Brother, I'm here. Go and help Uncle Shen!" Xiao Mufeng thrust his sword forward.
"Don't even think about it, both of you!" Qian Xiaoyun pointed the Qingyun Sword forward.
Chen Feifan glanced at Shen Tao and Qian Batian who were still fighting fiercely, stood in a row with Xiao Mufeng and said, "In this case, we brothers will deal with him first!"
Xiao Mufeng was so smart. He immediately knew what Chen Feifan meant and nodded with a smile.
The two of them did not move, but Qian Xiaoyun took the initiative to make a move. Two against one could still do this. Obviously he was confident enough, but Chen Feifan and his brothers were also confident.
The blade of the Qingyun Sword was flashing green light at this time, and it rushed towards the two of them quickly. Chen Feifan and Xiao Mufeng stood side by side on the left and right. Seeing that the enemy was approaching, they did not resist, but went their separate ways. Sidestepped. When the swords were approaching, the two of them struck at the same time. The phantom spirit sword sliced Qian Xiaoyun's head straight, while the Zigeng sword pierced his left rib.
If he didn't have any real skills, Qian Xiaoyun wouldn't talk big words. At such a moment when two sides were attacking him, he still calmly put the sword back and raised it, held the phantom spirit sword, and then quickly kicked the ground backwards, pushing the original forward. His steps suddenly turned into retreating, and then he shrunk his lower abdomen and bowed his back to avoid Qian Xiaoyun's stab. Novels.com’s all-text novels are updated the fastest)
In the first round, two against one, no one took advantage, which made both sides prepare for the next contest with all their strength.
At this moment, Chen Feifan and Xiao Mufeng stood side by side, three positions apart, so that they could take care of each other and advance and retreat together. They were only five steps away from Qian Xiaoyun.
"Huh! That's all." Qian Xiaoyun provoked.
Both brothers responded with a faint smile, and no one dared to rush forward first. Neither of them are afraid of Qian Xiaoyun's martial arts; what they are a little afraid of now is the Qingyun Sword in his hand. This is the first time they have seen the green light on the Qingyun Sword's blade; they remember that the Qingyun Sword is one of the top ten swordsmen in the world. There is only one big sword, and this layer of green light is obviously the ability exerted by Qingyun Sword after it recognized its master.
Seeing that the two of them did not dare to step forward, Qian Xiaoyun was naturally not polite. He moved the Qingyun Sword in his hand and rushed towards Chen Feifan.
In this two-on-one situation, it is naturally beneficial to have numerical superiority. Chen Feifan stepped back with his right foot, and swung the phantom spirit sword forward, hitting the opponent's Qingyun sword. At this moment, Xiao Mufeng on the side had already seen the opportunity, and Zigeng sword struck out very quickly. Stab the opponent's back with speed.
The two of them, one on defense and one on offense, cooperated so tacitly, but Qian Xiaoyun was unexpectedly prepared. He pushed the Qingyun Sword in his hand forward a little, forcing Chen Feifan not to dare to approach casually. He then put the sword away, then turned around and quickly counterattacked.
The sudden change caught Xiao Mufeng off guard. He was the one who was attacked by surprise. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and jumped back. Only then did the Qingyun Sword's blade not hurt him, but the clothes on his chest were still cut open.
Neither of them knew the power of the green light on the sword, but they did not dare to try it easily, so they were extremely careful when fighting, for fear that once they came into contact with the green light, unexpected results would occur.
Of course Qian Xiaoyun knew what they were worried about, and he also knew the function of the Qingyun Sword in his hand, so this one-two punch had nothing to fear for him for the time being.
However, Chen Feifan and Xiao Mufeng were not ready to fight with all their strength. After a few rounds, they realized that continuing like this was not an option, so they decided to go all out and show off their true abilities.
Xiao Mufeng stretched out the Zigeng sword and saw that the sword was wrapped in a trace of black energy; Chen Feifan also stretched out the Phantom Spirit Sword and saw a layer of purple sword energy attached to the sword.
Seeing that both of their swords were unusual, Qian Xiaoyun began to regret the one-on-one battle. At this moment, he could only bite the bullet and continue fighting.
Suddenly, he remembered that the two people in front of him were ranked among the top ten in the Yingjie Conference. Although he had been practicing hard for a long time recently and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, these two young masters in front of him were among the top ten in the Yingjie Conference. Indeed, I regret that I was too impulsive. However, when he thought about it, he should risk his life for his father.
The two brothers didn't know what Qian Xiaoyun was thinking, but when they saw that his sword style changed from the casual and carefree style before, to using all his moves with ruthless attacks, they knew that his mood had changed.
The Zigeng Sword in Xiao Mufeng's hand can indeed make people slow down, but after all, he has just learned it not long ago and is not yet proficient enough to use it as he wishes.
Chen Feifan has been able to use his sword energy freely, but considering that if Qian Xiaoyun is really killed now, then Qian Batian will take revenge. Not only himself, but also Xiao Mufeng and Zhang Xiaohua will be implicated. Now Their gang is not strong enough to compete with the Dark Wind Alliance.
The three of them had their own ideas, held their own swords, and were also afraid of their opponent's weapons, and fought with each other.
Qian Xiaoyun used the sword technique at first, which neither brother knew, but as he fought, he used Pan Heng's sword technique. This kind of sword technique that used defense instead of attack was very suitable for his current one-on-two situation.
As the opponent's sword moves changed, the two also used different sword techniques. Chen Feifan used the fast sword from the handed down sword technique, while Xiao Mufeng used the split-cloud sword technique.
Three people and three swords, the fight became more intense and closer. Qian Xiaoyun knew that the opportunity had come. After feinting with the sword, he suddenly moved quickly with his feet and came to the left side of Chen Feifan. The Qingyun Sword in his hand was as fast as a spiritual snake. Tricky.
Seeing this, Xiao Mufeng hurriedly stepped forward and stabbed him with his sword, wanting to help his elder brother, but Qian Xiaoyun was faster.
The opponent's sudden change of moves forced Chen Feifan to quickly observe the situation around him. It was no longer possible to turn around and use the sword in his right hand to block, but he also couldn't dodge for fear of accidentally bumping into Xiao Mufeng who came to rescue him. But if he didn't dodge, he would be stabbed. In desperation, he had no choice but to use three attacks at once.
He stepped his right foot to the right, and his body moved slightly to the right. At the same time, his left hand pointed forward at Qian Xiaoyun, and the phantom spirit sword on his right hand also cut across. . . .
The three of them seemed to overlap for a moment. Xiao Mufeng's Zigeng sword finally missed Qian Xiaoyun, but Qian Xiaoyun stabbed Chen Feifan in the left rib, but he was also hit by Chen Feifan's left hand. The sword energy in his body pierced through his right arm.
Seeing the blood pouring out, Qian Xiaoyun did not regret it and laughed loudly: "Haha! Chen Feifan, you can go and die."
Although it stung, the wound was not serious. Just as Chen Feifan wanted to reassure Xiao Mufeng, his expression suddenly changed and he said: "Mufeng, be careful, his sword is highly poisonous." As soon as he finished speaking, he added One sentence: "Don't kill him."
