Strongest Eccentric Consort

"No idea! It turned out to be like this!"

"The Ninth Hall... actually defeated the Fourth Hall in two consecutive games?"

Everyone whispered unbelievably...

Tantaiyuan, who has been calm, dark, cold, indifferent, and there seems to be no human emotions, also passed a trace of emotions, and looked at Lou Qianxue: "What did you teach him? What swordsmanship?"

Tan Taiyuan asked, Lou Qianxue's words to the elders of the Second Hall of'cannot be said' instantly became'can be said'.

She explained to Tan Taiyuan, "This is the sword of illusion!"

"Sword of illusion?"

"Yes, the sword of illusion, hides the real sword, so that everyone can see a sword of illusion-this set of swordsmanship has only one trick, but it is difficult to practice. I saw Lin Tingfeng sweep the sword so quickly Practice, teach him a try, I didn’t expect it to be!"

The phantom sword, let people only see a phantom sword, the real sword, its trajectory and direction are completely different from the phantom sword...

The opponent only cared about the fake sword, but ignored the real sword...

Therefore, it can be unexpected!

Everyone saw that the sword that shot straight into the wind is an imaginary sword!

The real sword comes from the side of Feng Wuqi, so Feng Wuqi's body was pierced from the side...

Tantaiyuan was extremely clever. As soon as Lou Qianxue said, he understood everything, and could not help but nod his head: "Yes."

Everyone still couldn't figure out the sword, and there was a bang all around! ~

"Do not!"

Feng Wuque screamed!

He has a sullen face, a stubborn expression, a pair of cold eyes, extremely red...

"I'm not convinced!"

Obviously, this battle seems to have not started yet, except for the Three Killing Sword, he is obviously useless...

It was so defeated

Too frustrated!

Moreover, he didn't even know how he was defeated!

Lin Tingfeng's eyes were also very complicated. He looked at this person in the past, whom he could only look up to, and suddenly felt that the past that he had cared about was a joke...

It's just a waste of energy to care about such people...

What he should care about is a broader stage and a more exciting life in the future...

His eyes suddenly became firm: "Don't you agree?"

With a sneer, he put away his sword and swept all directions, striding towards Feng Wuqi: "Then..."

Whoosh!

A silver long sword swept across the void again!

Sword of illusion!

The wind that has been hit by the sword is intact once, and he is fully absorbed, staring at the long sword as if facing an enemy...

however……

Puff!

The real sword, from right in front of him, severely scratched a blood mark on him...

"what--"

Feng Wuque let out a painful cry, backing back again and again...

But Lin Tingfeng continued to move forward, with the same indifference and arrogance Feng Wuque had before: "Then, until you take it!"

Puff!

Puff!

A series of imaginary swords, covering people's eyes and ears, real swords, scratching the wind again and again...

Feng Wuwang's confidence was hit, and his heart became more aggrieved, his expression gradually became stubborn, and in his red eyes, reason was at risk...

"..." Everyone exclaimed again and again, as at a loss as Feng Wuque.

"Why is the direction of his sword different from the original direction of the sword every time?"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"Amazing!"

"Before I thought he was Feng Wuwei who barely won... Now I found out that Lin Tingfeng would defeat Feng Wuwei, it was easy!"

"It's incredible!"

"Why is Lin Tingfeng so powerful? This Ninth Hall seems a bit different from what I thought..."