Broken Night

Chapter 444 - Six Steps (Part 2)

Huo Feng walked out indifferently, his body was as cold as a soldier before, and he didn't say hello to Yan Wuzhao. Naturally, Yan Wuzhao was not polite, and took three steps gently. Jin Qianji's eyes flickered, and it was a little thrilling for him to pass the level just now. And it just so happened that with a powerful puppet for defense, this level was simply a matter of hand for Jin Qianji.

But together with seeing Mr. Er's steps many times, Jin Qianji also saw the way.

The seemingly unremarkable step forward was not just a pretense to press people with power. Between the steps, there is actually a mysterious law.

The superposition of the momentum between each step is also due to this wonderful footwork.

At this moment, Yan Wuzhao took three steps, and the powerful grain force was suppressed like a mountain.

It's just that Huo Feng was still indifferent on his face, and a terrifying sword energy appeared around him.

Sword Tomb.

Wan Jian accompanies his body, taking his body as a grave.

The body of Scorpio Lone Star.

The terrifying grain force was forcibly blocked under the division of countless sword qi.

A strange look appeared on Yan Wuzhao's face, and he took two more steps like lightning.

Boom! !

For the first time, Huo Feng's expression changed. His right hand was placed on the wooden sword at his waist, and the wooden sword was unsheathed for a few minutes.

Pattern Technique──【Potential】.

The scattered sword intent condensed in an instant, showing a shocking trend, blocking this terrifying pressure again!

And Yan Wuzhao obviously had no plans to leave any suspense, and in the next second, he simply took the sixth step. The pressure of the six steps is stacked, and Huo Feng has already used his sword. The invisible sword energy of the sword mound turned into a terrifying sword energy under the control of Huo Feng!

To break the face!

The next moment, the sword qi shot into the sky, breaking a big hole in the grass hut!

He even used the tyrannical and sharp sword intent to forcibly break the terrifying pressure through a big hole!

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Watching Huo Feng pass the test, Duan Podao's expression changed slightly. He is also in love with swords, majoring in swords. For all fellow practitioners, it is inevitable that there will be differences. Originally, he was full of disdain for Huo Feng. In his eyes, Huo Feng was just using his talent [Sword Tomb Body], a person who really didn't know anything about swords.

But at this moment, Huo Feng went from [Potential] to [Exit]. The two styles of patterned swords merged into one and sent out a shocking sword. Duan Podao, a fellow swordsman, sensitively captured the fusion of sword intent. That has a deeper understanding and mastery of the sword intent that wraps around his body.

The so-called layman is watching the fun, and the expert is watching the doorway.

Not only Duan Podao, but Mengshi, Jin Qianji, and others also saw that this is not something that can be achieved by the uniqueness of heaven and earth.

It is a sword that can only be achieved by one's own perception of the sword, the strength of the lines that can be retracted and released freely, and the control of the sword's will over the body of the sword.

Huo Feng is obviously much stronger than the college competition!

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The terrifying pressure made Xiao Xue seriously injured and disappeared.

When it landed, Xia Yubing hurried over to take care of her, but she only saw the unwillingness in Xiao Xue's eyes.

When Yan Wuzhao's fifth step fell, the arrow shot by Xiao Xue was useless and disappeared without a trace under the terrifying pressure, as if a big wave covered her and drowned her.

This is also because Xiao Xue is a tattoo artist, but because she is good at bowing, she is not good at such head-on collisions like ordinary tattoo artists. What she is better at is using the speed and the long-range advantage of the bow to stray and disturb the enemy, and to find the time to cast the fatal blow.

But Yan Wuzhao's pressure was boundless, not to mention wandering, Xiao Xue didn't even have the chance to take a step forward. Because it can't move at all.

The pressure seemed to lock her in place.

Want to escape?

Want to take chances?

no way.

It is to be tough.

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Wan Erhao looked calm and sat in front of Yan Wuzhao.

His calmness is not like Huo Feng's cold, indifference with a refusal to the door.

But true peace.

It's like the ancient well has no waves, as if no matter how big the wind and waves are, it can't make waves in his expression.

When Wan Erhao came out, the eyes of countless people became solemn.

To be honest, they are all very familiar with the name of Wan Erhao. But he was quite unfamiliar with his face and strength. Because Wan Erhao almost always appeared in front of people, even if it was the same Chaoxia Palace, not many people had ever seen Wan Erhao's face.

Because he almost only appears in the thorny jungle and the thousands of red caves.

The world only knows that there is such a number one person, wearing a red robe representing the successor of the palace master of Chaoxia Palace.

Strength? Tattoos?

Know nothing.

But they all believed in Yunfu.

There is a reason why Yunfu put him on the top of the Qingyun list.

And right now, this is an opportunity to see Qingyun Tanhua's strength.

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Yan Wuzhao's expression did not change at all, Qingyun Tanhua?

Prince of the Southern Dynasty?

No matter who you are, take her step as well.

Boom!

Wan Erhao's five conductors who were hidden in the red robes danced and catapulted.

Clang!

One shot, one sword.

The spear and sword constructed of lines and lines just stopped in front of him, dissipating the pressure of Yan Wuzhao's first step.

Mengshi frowned, what a weird pattern.

Is this a pattern made of weapons? Never heard of such a thing in the Asaxia Palace. However, the fluctuation of the tattoo strength on his body is obviously the fifth-order cultivation method [Chaotian Zhengyang Gong] that has been passed down from generation to generation in Chaoxia Palace!

Is this his natal pattern? But there is no pattern that is a weapon, and it is also constructed from two different weapons.

Soon, Yan Wuzhao cleared their doubts for them.

When Yan Wuzhao took the third step, there was a spear and a big sword. On its pattern, the bright yellow pattern of Chaotian Zhengyang Gong stood in front of Wan Erhao. What tattoo is this! ? Four weapons?

But when Yan Wuzhao took the fifth step, there were more than ten weapons in front of Wan Erhao. At this time, those who wanted to observe Wan Erhao's natal pattern gave up. Ten different patterns can already dispel the possibility that this is his life pattern.

However, Wan Erhao started it so calmly and smoothly, that kind of energy that came easily, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the feeling of being connected to the mind in the pattern of life!

Yan Wuzhao didn't hold back either. Seeing that Wan Erhao took it easily, she had already taken the sixth step.

Boom!

The terrifying pressure has dropped!

Rao is Wan Erhao, and his expression became solemn, and the ten fingers hidden in the sleeves of the big red robe were already dancing fast.

Swish swish swish...

Countless weapon-like patterns waved out from Wan Erhao's hands, and the pattern lines condensed into patterns at the same time as they flew out. It's just that these weapons were instantly shattered by the terrifying fluctuations of grain power, like hitting a stone with an egg!

clap clap clap...

At the back, the speed at which the blade pattern was shattered was so fast that it only sounded like a series of crackles. In the blink of an eye, more than 20 blade patterns were shattered, and the fluctuation of the pattern force of Yan Wuzhao's sixth step had come to Wan Erhao.

But his face was calm, as if he didn't notice the force coming.

Phew...

The terrifying fluctuations left a breeze blowing across the face.