Sword King Reborn

"Fengxiu swordsmanship, who are you, Ye Wushang?" When the fight was in full swing, Xuchang suddenly forced Lingfeng away with a heavy blow. He jumped back a few steps and asked with a surprised expression, "Wei

Let’s decide the winner and let’s compete again!” Ling Feng was in high spirits and didn’t want to stop to talk to him. He stepped forward, the seven-star sword in his hand drew a beautiful sword flower, and slashed towards Xuchang’s neck.

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Xuchang snorted coldly, and came forward with the pink sword in his hand. There were two crisp sounds of "dangdang". The two of them went back and forth and each changed their moves. "Look at the sword!" A cold shout made Xuchang's mouth curl up.

Sneer, regarding Ling Feng’s pretentiousness

He didn't take the smart shout seriously at all, but just when he was about to launch the next attack, there was a "stab" sound, and a touch of sword energy passed through his neck. For a moment, there was a slight sting and clarity.

The feeling spread to the bottom of my heart.

Xuchang's whole body seemed to be frozen, and he looked at Lingfeng dumbfounded, "Feng Shenpu, are you the successor of Ye Wushang?" Although it was a question, Xuchang already had the answer in his heart. If Fengxiu's swordsmanship is not necessarily

If it was passed down from Ye Wushang, then the Fengshen genealogy, which took thousands of lives to create, could only be taught by Ye Wushang himself.

"Your sword skills are good." Ling Feng pursed his lips and nodded.

Ling Feng may not be able to win over Xuchang, but the two of them made it clear in advance that it was a sword duel, and since it was a sword duel, their fighting ability was secondary.

"Young man, you have a lot of money. Let me ask you, can you compete with me again?"

, I just happened to try my own

Swordsmanship." Lingfeng looked eager to try it, and Ye Wushang's face suddenly darkened. The main reason why Lingfeng was able to win against Xuchang by luck in the previous competition was that Fengxiu's swordsmanship itself was better than

The sword skills used by Xuchang are high-end.

And Ling Feng used the Wind God Finger to sneak attack. I wonder how Xuchang could be undefeated. But if it happened again, with Xuchang's sword-wielding talent and the experience accumulated over the years, Ling Feng wanted to use the Wind God Finger to sneak attack. It would not be that easy.

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"Hey, why did Brother Ling get into a fight with someone again?" Ma Sanshi, who had gotten into the toilet since arriving at the temple, finally appeared before Ling Feng's next fight with Xuchang, "I thought you fell in, too.

I don't know if I should have come earlier to persuade him." Situ Qingyang rolled his eyes at Ma Sanshi angrily, and poor student Ma covered his stomach with a look of helplessness on his face.

I don’t know what I ate yesterday. Everyone was fine. He was the only one who had a stomachache. “Hey, this posture, this posture again!” Ma Sanshi suddenly shouted excitedly, and Mo Yan, who was nervously watching the battle, was very unhappy.

She rolled her eyes at him, but Ma Sanshi didn't notice it at all, and danced and said: "As soon as this posture appears, the other side will definitely stop eating."

Ye Wushang lowered his eyes and snorted softly in his heart. It was just a perfect starting position. How could it be changed? The starting position could not attack the enemy. It was just a defensive posture. He and Mo

Yan Du had never seen Ling Feng use the Desert Divine Sword Technique in detail, so he didn't know what Ling Feng's posture meant at this time.

However, Hu Xiao and Ding Li had expressions of eager anticipation. Usually, once the young master assumes this posture, a very strange situation will occur. I wonder if he can continue to continue his myth today.

Xu Chang, who decided to seriously fight Ling Feng, frowned at this moment. How could there be a perfect starting move in the world? Even the sword master Liu Bai had weaknesses in his starting move, and now Ling Feng

, his posture makes it impossible to tell from which angle he is going to draw his sword, or even whether he is going to draw his sword, but as long as you slightly imagine the angle of attack, you will find that with his posture, once you take the lead

If you attack, he will hit you several times.

"Are you going to give me the first move?" Ling Feng said with a slight smile. He could scare Xuchang so much that he didn't dare to move with just one starting move. This made him somewhat happy, "Respect the old and love the young, what's the point?"

No?" Xuchang grinned. Ling Feng's starting move was too perfect. He was prepared to give up the first move and try to win later. This was a good idea when the enemy had no solution.

"If I take action first, I'm afraid you will never have a chance to take action in this life." Ling Feng grinned and deliberately made an arrogant and contemptuous expression. Xuchang was very indifferent and turned a blind eye to Ling Feng's ridicule. He could see that Ling Feng

Feng was tempting him to strike first. In this kind of one-on-one sword fighting, if the strength is equal, the person who strikes first will suffer a bit.

Xuchang did not move, because he believed that Ling Feng's starting move must be followed by very powerful counter-sword skills. Just when he was guessing how Ling Feng would counter-attack, a low shout passed into his ears, "The lonely smoke in the desert is straight.

!" With a cold and crisp voice, the sky seemed to darken in an instant, and a tornado appeared out of thin air, with black smoke mixed with it and rolling towards Xuchang.

"It's out! It's out!" Ma Sanshi shouted excitedly, "Not good!"

, Ling Feng had already reached in front of him with the sword, and with a "Puch" sound, the long sword was thrust diagonally through Xuchang's lower back. The gray robe covered the blade of the sword, and it actually stabbed past Xuchang's skin.

Xuchang was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. This was simply an unbelievable sword skill. In an instant, he was in front of him, and he was still in an illusion. If he hadn't reacted quickly, this sword would have killed him.

Xiao Ming, "did it?" Ma Sanshi's eyes wanted to pop out. This was the first time he saw Ling Feng lose. Xu Chang retreated quickly, and the Seven Star Sword scratched his clothes, but it was

Didn't hurt him.

"The sun sets over the long river!" Just when Ma Sanshi clucked his tongue and thought Ling Feng would fail, he shouted loudly out of thin air, and an unimaginable scene appeared. Ling Feng struck with his sword, and a galloping stream of energy appeared in mid-air.

The Milky Way, the Milky Way was released from the tip of his sword

Released, it has been flowing towards the sun in the sky. Maybe it is a second, maybe it is ten thousand years. The Milky Way is like a big hand holding the fiery red sun, and then in everyone's eyes, "Boom"

"With a sound, it was pulled off.

Like a whip tied to the tail of a whip, the sun was pulled by the Milky Way and was thrown directly to the ground. The deafening roar and the shocking scene of the Milky Way splashing and the firelight flying complemented each other. All that could be seen in the eyes was

The dazzling light, the shock that seemed to be real, and the powerful sword skills were beyond everyone's imagination. It was not known how long it took before the strange vision in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Xuchang was half-kneeling on the ground with a dull expression. The Fengming Sword he raised had been cut off from it. A thin red line stretched from his forehead to his chin, as straight as

It was like scratching it with a ruler, while Ling Feng, holding the sword behind his back, stood in front of him with graceful movements. The Seven-Star Sword was hovering above Xuchang's head calmly and indifferently.

Xuchang's elegant gray-white Taoist robe now looked like a beggar's cloak that had been ruthlessly combed with an iron comb. The corners had become strips, and each strip was exactly the same, as if it was the original style.

, the breeze blows, the corners are dancing, and there is a feeling of teeth and claws.

Xuchang felt that at that moment, the sun was really hitting him. With a loud bang, his soul seemed to be shaken out. He had almost no time to react. Now he finally understood why Ling Feng rushed to him.

, even though Ling Feng had long understood that there was no way that Desert Smoke could hurt him. It turned out that that move was just a preparation for the Long River Sunset Yen move.

I wonder if a big sun has set in the Milky Way sky. Who in this mortal world can escape? Xuchang sighed. He underestimated the young man in front of him, and also underestimated the talents in the world.

He fought Liu Bai for fifty rounds with the Fengming Sword, so it didn't matter if a young man defeated him twenty years later with the same sword.

Sighing lightly, the half-broken sword fell to the ground. Sword fighting is the most popular way for combatants. It is not only about fighting bravely, but it can also prove bravery and gain fame. Winning a side will always leave a mark in history.

Most of the losers are miserable. Being able to die in the competition is regarded as a reward of honor, because if you die, everything will be in vain. Surviving despite failure is not something ordinary people can do.

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Xuchang dropped the broken sword and closed his eyes. He gestured on his neck, meaning that he wanted Ling Feng to kill him. There was silence on the high platform. Even Ye Wushang never thought that Ling Feng would win.

He was still thinking about how to rescue the failed Ling Feng, and this young man seemed to always have miracles that he could not imagine. These two magical sword skills, Ye Wushang didn't even dare to

Thinking back, if he faced it, would he be able to escape it?

Xu Chang, who closed his eyes and waited for the hot blood to spurt out from his neck, felt empty in his heart. At this moment, he was surprisingly not afraid of death. In the past twenty years, he had killed many people. He had heard someone say that when a sword cuts the throat,

When blood spurted out, people would hear the sound of the wind, so he held his head high. He wanted to experience this feeling before dying, but after a few seconds, he did not hear the sound of the wind, but it was very dull.

The phrase, "I'm leaving, goodbye."

Xuchang opened his eyes in shock. The young man actually put away his sword and turned around to leave.

Well, Xuchang was so furious that he grabbed the broken sword on the ground and stabbed it into his neck without saying a word. With a "plop" sound, blood flowed out, and everyone watching the battle on the high platform was shocked.