In the same way, he closed his eyes and saw four swords stabbing by one sword, dodged by him. When he suddenly opened his eyes, he was already the one who was the sword of the sword and stabbed at Jianmai again.

Facing the sword Fenghou that instantly appeared in front of him, Jian Kuang was not surprised at all. It seemed as if he had expected such a result, and only a semicircle swept across the sword.

The sword of Fenghou was slashed out with one sword. Seeing that he was about to succeed, he found a powerful energy that shocked his internal organs and his internal organs. The power of the sword was greatly reduced. When he saw Jianmao sweeping his sword, Fenghou quickly withdrew his sword and turned back.

When he landed, he couldn't stop staggering back a few steps, and then spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

He raised his head and looked at Jian Kuang in surprise. After flashing the four swords, he did not flash the energy that first and then came. Therefore, he was shocked. He was so shocked that he had already entered the state of whatever he wanted.

Jian Kuang rushed towards Fenghou, waving the long sword in his hand, and each sword carried a strong sword energy.

The sword of Fenghou was rushed to fight, but the sword that blocked Jian Kuang could not stop his aura. The sword of Fenghou's clothes were cut and broken. If the sword of Fenghou's clothes were not fresh, many people would think that the Beggar Gang's disciples were here and were still a low-level Beggar Gang who had no pockets.

With one sword, he blocked the marquis and retreated. The sword man's sword move made it airtight, leaving him at the point of being beaten everywhere and unable to find any counterattack point at all. If he attacked rashly, he would easily be stabbed by the sword man with one sword.

What made Yi Jian Fenghou even more helpless was that Jian Kuang's sword move was very clingy and could not get out of it if it was almost stuck. He had to continue to fight until one side was defeated.

One sword to make all the swords.

Fighting with the danger of being stabbed, Fenghou of Yijian made another move, and he did not believe that Jian Kuang dared to exchange for ten thousand swords with one sword.

Finally, I saw the Marquis of Fenghou giving up defense, but I didn’t expect that the Marquis of Fenghou would use ten thousand swords to fire. I could say it at such a close distance. It was indeed a generation of sword gods, and I didn’t even need a starting move.

Jian Kuang smiled and still stabbed it with one sword, not taking the ten thousand swords that were conferred a sword in his eyes.

The Marquis Feng of Yijian felt pain on his right shoulder and was stabbed by a sharp weapon. His thousands of swords were shot at the same time, and they were completely stabbed into the air. Not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Stopped the wound on his right shoulder, Fenghou looked at Jian Kuang with his eyes full of doubt.

Jian Kuang laughed and said, "I can't figure out how I can avoid you, right? Maybe this is just as you said, Void Meditation, according to the method you said, I also closed my eyes, but clearly saw every sword you stabbed, and there was no one missing." Jian Kuang paused and continued, "It would be strange if your sword was not seen clearly like slow motion."

What? I only heard myself say it once and learned to meditate in the void? Was it taught him by others or?

Everything will turn into a mysterious result.

Jian Kuang smiled proudly and continued, "I wonder why you can easily avoid my triple Makino meteor. It turns out that this void meditation is so useful. I'm afraid you can even close your sword together, right?"

"You didn't learn void meditation from me, but you've already met." Yi Jian Fenghou had a cold face: "Look at the sword."

One sword decision.

Only one sword, one sword must be killed.

At this time, the Marquis of Yijian Fenghou used the most ordinary and primitive sword skill.

After a long period of hard practice, this sword technique, Fenghou, had already practiced it with great success. The sword was unparalleled, not only fast, but also more ruthless and more accurate.

Seeing that Feng Hou stabbed him without any momentum or power, Jian Kuang was not confused, but was shocked and hurriedly stepped back, but was still one step late. The left calf was cut by Feng Hou's sword, which was deeply visible to the bone.

Jian Kuang looked at Yi Jian Fenghou with expressionless face: Good guy, you have learned to return to nature. Use the most direct attack to hide all the power and momentum in the sword and wait for stabbing to explode.

Then, Jian Kuang saw his left foot bleeding out of blood: This was injured by the momentum emitted by the sword in your hand. If he hadn't always reminded you to be careful and not use internal force to protect your body, he would probably not be able to protect his leg today.

He raised his head and looked at Yijian Fenghou, Jian Kuang showed a smile on his face and then disappeared.

Jian Kuang, who was still in front of him, disappeared without a trace in the next second. Yi Jian Fenghou was shocked and looked around, and could not feel any momentum, as if there was no Jian Kuang, the person who had ever existed. However, Yi Jian Fenghou knew clearly that this was just a trick, and he must not think that Jian Kuang did not exist.

Perhaps the sword maniac is waiting for an opportunity to defeat himself in one move.

Yi Jian Fenghou had to mention the twelve points of energy and deal with it carefully.

However, the surroundings are quiet enough.

Yi Jian Fenghou opened his eyes suddenly and clearly felt the feeling of the weapon stabbing into his body. A powerful energy attacked himself. Everything came too suddenly. Why did the sword man set out so quickly? It disappeared quickly and then it could appear again? Did he learn to be elusive like Brother Gui?

The stars and the moon are gone.

"How does this sword feel?" Jian Kuang held the sword in both hands and pierced it backwards from the belly of Fenghou, and blood dripped down the sword tip little by little.

Yijian Fenghou endured the pain: "Good... a good move, so fast that people can't even see it, but I don't understand, can the momentum of your sword disappear quickly?" As he said this, Yijian Fenghou was already covered in blood, and he was obviously suffering from great internal injuries.

"The same principle as the Makino meteor before."

Makino Meteor? That's the sword first and then the momentum, no wonder...

Suddenly, Jian Kuang was shocked by Yijian Fenghou's inexplicable actions. He looked at Yijian Fenghou with surprise and could not see that he had any intention.

Yi Jian Fenghou grabbed Jian Kuang tightly with both hands, and smiled slightly.

Jian Kuang smiled helplessly: "What can you do now?" Jian Kuang knew with one sword that Fenghou had already suffered heavy damage and was unable to fight any more, otherwise he would not be able to hold the sword and fall to the ground.

But why did Yijian Fenghou hold himself with all his strength? Seeing Yijian Fenghou's strange smile, Jian Kuang was uneasy, as if there was a conspiracy to succeed.

Jian Kuang, who realized that the road was wrong, hurriedly tried hard to break free from Yijian Fenghou's hands. What Jian Kuang even more unexpectedly was that after a few strokes of breaking free, Yijian Fenghou actually let go.

But because of the sword, Fenghou let go of his hand, he even used the strength to feed himself when he broke free, and suddenly lost his balance and retreated continuously, and when he was about to fall.

Jian Kuang looked incredible in his face.

I saw that Yi Jian Fenghou's index finger was stretched out and the middle finger was closed, and the other three fingers were closed in the palm of his palm. Seeing Yi Jian Fenghou's action, anyone with a discerning eye knew that Yi Jian Fenghou used the finger sword.

But, the most surprising thing is.

The soul of the Marquis, who was a sword, seemed to have left his body and stabbed towards the sword wildly.

Suddenly, Jian Kuang saw two swordsmans, how could he not be surprised?

I can’t understand even more. When will the Marquis of One Sword be cloned?

A sword Fenghou pointed at Jian Kuang's index finger in the middle of his index finger. Jian Kuang felt that his whole body was exhausted, his blood was declining, and blood flowed out from his throat to his mouth. Jian Kuang fell to the sky.

Many people did not see how Yi Jian Fenghou made a move. It was clearly the sword maniac who occupied the good situation and even pierced a sword Fenghou, but the next second was so surprising that it was frozen in place.

Perhaps the only one who can see clearly is the sword maniac who was hit.

Just when Jian Kuang was about to fall, he was surprised to find that something flew out of the body of Yijian Fenghou. After seeing it clearly, he realized that Yijian Fenghou had flew out of the body of Yijian Fenghou: "This should be a soul, right?" Jian Kuang said, and when he got a sword Fenghou, Jian Kuang was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he didn't even have the power to fight back.

Yi Jian Fenghou was not seriously injured, and was penetrated by Jian Kuang with one sword. He was standing beside Jian Kuang with his wounds, looking down at Jian Kuang and said lightly: "The Yuanshen sword means that the Yuanshen is out of his body." His face became paler.

"So you still have such a sword, so I will not be unfair to defeat me. Your realm is much higher than mine, but I still don't think your sword skills can be higher than me." After saying that, Jian Kuang smiled miserably, but he did not lose the arrogance of his generation of Jian Kuang.

Jian Kuang seemed to be trying to speak but stopped his vitality being gradually lost. The soul of the sword was so powerful that Jian Kuang's whole body was not only dispersed, but also his internal strength was no exception.

"If I hadn't gone there, I would probably not be able to resist the unity of swords." This was the last sentence that Jian Kuang said.

But Yijian Fenghou didn't listen carefully because he felt the sense of crisis brought to him by the surroundings, and his eyes were like hungry wolf staring at a fat sheep.

It is obvious that he won the Marquis into a fat sheep with one sword.

If you hadn't been given the sword-crazy sword, you mobs would have dared to hit me?

Thinking of this, Fenghou was a little laughed. It was really a tiger falling into the plain and was bullied by a dog. This time, he and the sword man really became a snipe and a clam fight, which made other fishermen profit.

Yi Jian Fenghou never held on anymore, and knelt down on one knee, his face becoming more and more pale.
Chapter completed!