Ling Feng's soul shrouded his whole body, and he could see through everything. The flash of white aura had exposed the jade bracelet on Bai Mudan's wrist. Tian Lai Novel This is a magic weapon-level Sumeru bracelet. This kind of storage magic weapon is even rarer than low-grade magic weapons, and ordinary sect leaders cannot afford it.
Obviously Bai Mudan also has a background. If nothing else happens, she must be a true disciple of Baihua Palace, and her unique Baihua Qi cannot fool him.
These thoughts just flashed through Ling Feng's mind, and then he unsheathed his sword, concentrated his energy, and activated the additional skill of Hanjiao Sword, Ice Sword Gang.
The two were facing each other about ten meters apart, both concentrating their skills and looking for each other's weaknesses. No one made the first move, because there was a flaw as soon as the move was made.
After a while, Ling Feng was the first to move, because he was not obsessed with winning or losing. This time, he mainly wanted to practice martial arts and hone his sword skills!
Ling Feng's figure suddenly arrived like a fleeting shadow, and with a sharp slash of his sharp sword, it made a sound that cut through the air, and slashed towards Bai Mudan's neck. UI! Ling Feng's movement was extremely fast, and the sword came in an instant. Ordinary orifice refining masters could not react at all, and they would definitely end up being defeated by the sword!
However, this sword failed, because Bai Mudan had turned into an afterimage and disappeared, appearing on Ling Feng's left side in a flash, and the Baihua Sword, which condensed an inch of sword light, stabbed his left rib as fast as lightning.
Ling Feng's figure twirled, just in time to avoid the blade of the Hundred Flowers Sword.
However, the Baihua Sword did not stop, and instantly changed from stabbing to slashing, slashing towards his neck.
The Hanjiao Sword flashed forward and blocked the sword's edge.
With a bang, the two swords simultaneously bloomed with dazzling white aura!
The two stared at each other at the same time, then quickly separated, but then clashed with their swords again!
The body skills of the two people were almost reaching the extreme, and dozens of white phantoms appeared in a moment. Because they were all dressed in white, Jiang Yuqing could no longer tell who was who. That was a phantom, and that was a real person. He could only hear two words. The divine weapon-level swords collided fiercely.
In just a few minutes, the two passed hundreds of moves, but it was hard to tell the winner.
This is a pure swordsmanship competition. The two have similar movement skills and attack power. It depends on who can use the swordsmanship more exquisitely to win unexpectedly.
Jiang Yuqing was stunned when she saw it. She didn't expect Ling Feng's martial arts to be so high. Even the master who was ranked twenty-seventh on the list was only just between him and him!
After a moment, the two exchanged swords and separated again. After the short trial attack, it was hard to tell the winner based on swordsmanship alone, so the only thing left was to compete with sword energy and sword intent!
White peony's body acupoints spurt out streams of true energy from flowers, condensed into pieces of pink peony petals, fluttering in the wind, very gorgeous.
Ling Feng's expression was solemn. In the last fight, he was defeated by this move. These pink petals contain a unique peony flower meaning that can make people fall into a state of intoxication and fall into a deep sleep. In order to prevent being attacked again, he activated Canglang Qi in his Dantian and condensed a transparent water curtain in front of him!
At this time, more than a hundred pink peony petals had already flown in one after another, making a harsh sound breaking through the air, like sharp flying knives.
Jiang Yuqing looked a little worried. The master's move was extremely powerful. He had defeated many masters. Will something happen to Ling Feng?
At this time, hundreds of pink petals have hit the transparent water curtain, spinning continuously and splashing ripples, trying to cut through the transparent water curtain.
However, this transparent water curtain seems to be thin, but a part of the water system's true energy will stick to these petals firmly, just like a big man stuck in the swamp mud, unable to use his strength and unable to break free.
At this moment, nine petals suddenly bloomed with pink brilliance. With a whooshing sound, they cut through the transparent water curtain and flew toward Ling Feng from all directions. Obviously, these nine pink petals are the killer move, and the other petals are just false moves to confuse people.
The corner of Ling Feng's mouth raised slightly, and he used the power of his essence and blood to bless the dragon elephant's golden body. A light golden light appeared all over his body. In a flash, his sword edge swept through a clever arc like a meteor, striking three peony petals. broken.
However, six more petals flew towards his chest, back, left and right ribs, legs, and one towards his face.
This seemingly thin peony petal was actually sharper than a black iron weapon. Ling Feng didn't want to disfigure his face, so he opened his mouth, and with a loud roar, a white air penetrated the peony petal. At this time, the other five petals had hit him at the same time, but it was of no use. It was like a rapidly rotating gear passing through the steel plate, making a harsh sound and causing sparks to fly.
At this time, Ling Feng is no longer what he used to be. The seventh-turn dragon-elephant golden body and the powerful power of Yuanjing are condensed to protect the body. The defense is extremely powerful. Unless he is a magic weapon with sharpness 4 or above, even his skin will be damaged. All are difficult to pierce. Immediately, Ling Feng swept away the peony flower spirit with a sweep of his sword, and the peony petals scattered with the wind.
At this time, he made a casual move, and the transparent water curtain in front of him rolled up hundreds of pink peony petals and submerged them into his body. These peony petals are pure condensation of the true energy of hundreds of flowers, and there is no peony flower essence condensed in them. They can also replenish the essence after digestion.
"Okay, the Soul-Destroying Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation, so let's go all out and let me see your true ability!"
White Peony's whole body Qi changed, from the gentle sunshine to the cold and deathly silence. A sharp sword intention suddenly condensed. Waiting for it, a stream of Baihua Qi spurted from the aperture, condensing into pieces of white peony petals. This petal exudes a cold and sharp edge!
It turns out that this is the real white peony. Ling Feng suddenly realized that the meaning of the peony flower changed into the cold and dead sword intention. He grasped the true meaning of the two opposites of life and death. Aren't he afraid of soul conflict?
The moment Ling Feng thought about it, Bai Mudan's figure appeared in a flash, and the Baihua Sword's cold light flashed across Ling Feng's neck.
There was no blood splashing, only the afterimage collapsed. Ling Feng's figure appeared above Bai Mudan's head. He stabbed with a sword and activated the soul skill Dragon Roar at the same time.
White Peony Consciousness Sea Two peonies, one red and one white, gently shake their leaves to offset the power of the Dragon Roar soul skill. At the same time, the body disappears in a flash, and the cold white peony petals are like extremely sharp blades. Come flying!
Ling Feng didn't know that the petal was the real killing move, so he naturally didn't dare to get close easily. With a flash of his body, Canglang's true energy flowed out from the palm of his hand, turning into a white dragon with clear scales and almost as real as the white dragon. White peony petals fluttered over.
These white petals flew towards me like a torrent of swords, instantly cutting the white dragon into dozens of pieces and scattering them!
With a thought in Ling Feng's mind, the dissipated Canglang Zhenqi turned into white waves, sweeping over in an instant and drowning all these white petals!
At this moment, White Peony had already flown towards Ling Feng with a sword. Before the blade could reach it, the white peony petals, which were almost transparent but as sharp as swords, had already struck at Ling Feng's sea of consciousness!
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