Chapter 1509 (1/1)
Xu Feng scolded at the bottom of his heart, but he was helpless. His strength was too poor for Mo Yan. At this time, he was able to resist with Mo Yan, because everyone's swordsmanship was not strong, so he could not exert his strongest strength. When everyone was proficient, Mo Yan's strength advantage would be displayed. Besides, there was Ziyan's help. If Xu Feng didn't make great strides in sword technique, he would soon be defeated by the other party.
Thinking of these at the same time, Xu Feng's figure flashed quickly, avoiding the attack of two people. At the same time, I can't help but think of the scene in the middle of the stone wall. The mountains are sweeping and the sword Qi is flying. It's continuous, and the sky is shooting.
That picture is constantly rotating in Xu Feng's mind, and Xu Feng's fingerprints are also constantly tied up. Between Xu Feng's knots, the originally aimless and rampant sword spirit is gathered around Xu Feng regularly. At the same time, at Xu Feng's feet, a sword Qi rises from the ground and penetrates into the heaven and earth. Around Xu Feng, there are mountains where the sword spirit turns into, which gives birth to the towering heights.
When Xu Feng's sword was used in his eyes, he couldn't see the space around him.
Mo Yan bit his teeth: ”I don't believe that you can really surpass me in talent.”
Mo Yan is not reconciled. Although Xu Feng didn't defeat him last time, he has a psychological shadow. For such a proud person as him, Xu Feng is afraid that he will never have a good life without defeat.
Under this pressure, Mo Yan also madly formed his fingerprints. Between his fingerprints, the rampant sword Qi around him suddenly stopped and began to hang a sword Qi on his head. Among these sword Qi, the soft and Yin Qi radiated out, making the space have a chill.
Ziyan saw the sword spirit constantly emerging around them. She was also stimulated. Around her, she gradually formed a whirlpool. In the whirlpool, four of them threw out the sword spirit, and soon he was surrounded by the sword spirit.
”Extraordinary years, the sword spirit is incomparable!”
Under Xu Feng's voice, the sword Qi that had risen from the ground began to riot. The peaks of sword spirit suddenly broke off and rushed towards Mo Yan and Ziyan. In the void, only the mountain peak shot.
”The sword of Yin is inferior to Yang!”
”Soul controls ten thousand swords!”
With two cheers, the two people broke out of the sword, towards Xu Feng cover the sky from the mountain peak shot away. The three hands of the seal knot constantly knot up, a sword Qi collision, concussion the void. Fortunately, no one came in, or they would have been disturbed.
The sword spirit in Xu Feng's constant collision disappears, Xu Feng actually relies on his own strength, blocks two people.
Under the constant collision of the three, the control of the sword is becoming more and more skilled, and after the three people are skilled, Mo Yan's strength advantage gradually appears. Just groping for the sword, you can't exert a few percent of your strength. After becoming proficient, your strength is also increasing.