Chapter 400 The Real Remnant Image

The sword saint on the ancient continent is just a general term. Only Li Mengyao and Carvalho are truly famous for their swords. Although other saints usually use swords, their best martial arts are not necessarily sword techniques. Li Mengyao and Ling Feng naturally don’t want to fight with her, and Carvalho has become Ling Feng’s best practice target now.

When he thought of it, Ling Feng rushed into the training ground with a leap. The whole movement was flowing without a trace of stagnation, which made Carvalho scream, and waved his sword and greeted him.

Carvalho's great sword has been replaced, and it is still an ordinary product purchased in batches in the academy. Although Ling Feng's hand is a peerless magic weapon like Iron Broken Tooth, after Ling Feng deliberately suppressed his strength to the middle level of the Saint, Iron Broken Tooth is at best a sharp long sword, and does not have much advantage in weapons.

Just like Carvalho, his moves were not prosperous, but he felt a little bit back to nature. The moment Carvalho held the sword with both hands and rushed over, the atmosphere around the entire field suddenly became solemn, and an invisible pressure pounced towards Ling Feng.

"Good come!" Ling Feng held the iron teeth in his right hand and pressed his elbows tightly against his waist. Seeing Carvalho coming, he narrowed his eyes slightly and shouted.

The big sword in Carvalho's hand suddenly rose from the ground, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, swinging a silver aperture, accompanied by a light red fighting spirit, shining by the newly rising red sun, like blood pouring down towards Ling Feng. The land between the two was as if it was swept by explosion flames, and a thick layer of stone chips suddenly rolled up and rushed straight into the sky, and the smoke and dust instantly covered the area.

Ling Feng's face no longer had a look of relief. He originally thought that he had reached the supreme level. Even if he suppressed his strength to the level of a saint, he should be more than enough to deal with Carvalho. However, Carvalho almost overwhelmed him with just his momentum. If he did not use the domain and lightning power, Ling Feng would have no chance of winning in his heart.

Just as Ling Feng was distracted, Carvalho's figure had already rushed out of the smoke and dust. The big sword in his hand brought out a shrill cry. Under the reflection of the sunlight, a bright red light flowed from his sword blade and stroked towards Ling Feng.

Dou Qi! Dou Qi with flame attributes! High-level swordsmen can already achieve Dou Qi outside, but Carvalho is the first person Ling Feng has ever seen who can control the consumption of Dou Qi so accurately.

There was no extravagance, and the streaming light flowing from Carvalho's blade hit Ling Feng's armpit at an extremely tricky angle. If this attack was true, Ling Feng would definitely be seriously injured, but would Ling Feng let him attack? The answer is obviously no.

When the clear sound was heard, Ling Feng had already come to his senses, but Carvalho had already arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye with the cold light. At this time, Ling Feng seemed to have no way to avoid the sword. But just as Carvalho thought Ling Feng would definitely be defeated, and was about to stop, Ling Feng suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and the human being had disappeared, and the great sword in his hand naturally lost the target of the attack.

"Okay!" If the battle ends like this, Carvalho will feel that it is really boring, and his impression of the Fourteen Saints of Lingfeng Land may be greatly reduced. The battle is to be evenly matched, which is the most fun.

When Carvalho turned around, Ling Feng was standing ten meters beside him, holding the long sword tightly. As long as Carvalho showed his flaws, he would improve his body skills to the extreme without hesitation, and give Carvalho a perfect assault. Finding a gap between people and killing him with one move is the highest level of martial arts. Even Ling Feng's extremely gorgeous Luo Ying sword technique uses virtual moves to reveal his flaws and then exchange virtual and real to kill the enemy in one move.

After discovering that Ling Feng did not catch up immediately, Carvalho held the sword with his back, pressed his left hand on the back of his right hand, his eyes slightly closed, and then, without waiting for Ling Feng to react, he opened his eyes again. The sword in his hand slashed out at a strange angle, but the target was Ling Feng, who was ten meters away.

Just as Carvalho slashed out, an exact figure appeared in front of Ling Feng, holding the big sword in his hand, and slashed towards Ling Feng at the same strange angle.

The afterimage is not only a shadow left in his eyes by the speed of being too fast, but also a master's excellent trick to defeat the enemy. Carvalho's move fully utilizes the visual disorder effect of the afterimage and ends the battle before the person can react. However, Carvalho's combat skills are destined to return in vain again, because he faces Ling Feng. Although Ling Feng suppressed his own strength to the middle level of the Saint, the sensitivity of the six consciousnesses did not decrease at all. The moment Carvalho made a move, he judged that this was just a false move.

The sad red sword light suddenly paused, as if time had stopped at this moment. Then in the void, a long sword appeared little by little, followed by the hand holding the sword.

The afterimage, another afterimage!

Ling Feng also changed his position in an instant, and another Ling Feng appeared less than a step away, and the broken teeth in his hand pressed against Carvalho's sword spine. The passage of time seemed to return to normal speed at this moment. Then, Ling Feng flew backwards and fell to the ground with a "boom".

Ling Feng was so embarrassed this time. When he got up from the ground, his white clothes were already dirty. He didn't expect that the power attached to Carvalho's sword was too strong, so although Ling Feng held the sword, he could not offset the power on Carvalho's sword at all and was instantly bombarded.

"Let's come again!" Ling Feng patted the dust on his body, holding his broken teeth, and then his body shook, and a faint figure pulled out of his body. When the figure completely separated from Ling Feng's body, it was already an entity holding a long sword and no different from Ling Feng.

Carvalho showed an inexplicable bitter smile on his face. He had just used the residual image attack once, and Ling Feng seemed to be preparing to carry out the residual image to the end. However, there was a hint of hope in his eyes. He believed that Ling Feng would never use the same trick twice on him. He really wanted to see what would be special about Ling Feng's attack?

"Ding Ding!" The two crisp sounds of swords colliding with swords sounded in front of Carvalho, and then a collision sound that was more rapid than the sound of fried beans bursting began one after another. Carvalho, who was extremely tough and inconsistent, looked at the extremely tough and turbulent, looked at the face of shock at this moment, and kept waving the sword in his hand to block the continuous attacks. Looking at the two identical Ling Fengs, a ray of splendor flashed in his eyes.

"Real afterimage?" He spitted these words slowly and clearly from Carvalho's mouth, and a solemn expression appeared on his face. Compared to the lighter weightlifting just now, it was already two completely stances.

Ling Feng held the sword with one hand, but did not respond. In fact, it was not that he didn't want to respond, but that he had no idea what the real afterimage Carvalho said was. He just inspired by Carvalho's attack just now, combined his own body skills and understanding of the spatial structure, and changed positions and attacked at the same time in an instant, just like two people.

"Drink!" Two Lingfeng rushed towards Carvalho from both sides at the same time. Carvalho's great sword swung even faster. Before he thought of a way to crack the real afterimage, he seemed to face two saints at the same time. He had no better way except to resist.

The light was shining brightly. The broken iron teeth in Ling Feng's hand reflected the sunlight into a golden halo, and two semicircles were drawn from left and right. The place where the attack was combined was where Carvalho stood. The movements of these two Ling Fengs were so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly. Moreover, these two Ling Fengs were real bodies, so Carvalho could only rely on instinct to counterattack.

The big sword in Carvalho's hand slashed the left and right voids at an extremely fast speed. The two phantoms of the sword blade condensed into entities and appeared beside him. This was Carvalho's own life-saving trick, which can be regarded as an upgraded version of his afterimage attack. After the two sword blades overlap, they have great power, which is definitely not comparable to ordinary sword energy.

Moreover, Carvalho's move was not perfect, and the power consumed by this move was too great. With Carvalho's current strength, it was his limit to draw eight residual sword blades at the same time. Just imagine that if he could draw out hundreds or thousands of such sword blade phantoms in an instant and condense into entities that could hurt people, what a terrifying scene would it be, especially in group battles, which could be said to be invincible.

Carvalho's two blades were slashed just right, just before Ling Feng's body rushed to that position, the blade condensed into shape, as if Ling Feng had hit the two blades by himself. Ling Feng's reaction was not slow. The iron-breaking teeth in his hand instantly turned back and suffered this blow with the sword spine. The blade was dissipated by the iron-breaking teeth, and Ling Feng himself was knocked away again by the heavy force and fell to the ground.

"Very good, very good, boy Ling Feng, I haven't played so well for a long time. Let's have fun?" Carvalho twisted his neck and looked excited when he looked at Ling Feng. The two of them had fought to this level and were only at the level of competition. What Carvalho said was serious was obviously to fully show the strength of the Saint.

"I'll accompany you to the end, but we're fighting here?" Ling Feng's keen six senses had already felt that some students had gotten up around him, and many had already come to the direction of the training ground. Fighting with Cavallo was indeed the best opportunity to hone his martial arts skills. Ling Feng naturally didn't want to let it go, so he asked.

"Follow me!" Cavallo thought about it slightly and knew what Ling Feng meant. He stomped his right foot and instantly turned into a red light and flew towards the distance. Ling Feng knew that Carvallo wanted to compete with him in speed. His body shook, and he still maintained the mid-level strength of the Saint. His body movements were shown to the extreme, and he followed Carvallo tightly behind him.

Soon, the two of them left Canglan City one after another and came to an unknown small valley.

"Haha, there is no one here, we can fight with confidence and boldness." Carvalho had already searched the entire valley before landing and confirmed that there was no one within a radius of a hundred miles.

Ling Feng didn't say anything, but just raised the broken teeth in his hand to Carvalho, all of which had already shown his attitude.

"This thing is a bit shabby!" Carvalho threw the big sword in his hand aside, stroked his right hand on his left hand, and an exaggerated sword appeared in his hand.

As Carvalho's left hand touched the sword, the entire surface of the sword body actually lit up, and a red light flowed on the surface of the sword.

"This is my weapon - Akalio! It is made of a fire dragon's bone mixed with metal, which can completely carry my fighting spirit." Carvalho pulled the big sword in his hand and waved it into the air with Carvalho's waving. This scene made Ling Feng's heart cautious and alert. Judging from this momentum, Akalio in Carvalho's hand is probably no worse than the iron-breaking teeth without a thunderous run.

And Ling Feng remembered it very clearly that when Tong Hu asked him to find the iron-breaking teeth, he told himself that swordsmen above the saint level used Dou Qi completely differently from ordinary people. If he could have a weapon that could fully carry his own Dou Qi, his attack power would increase at least dozens of times.

Unfortunately, Ling Feng has no fighting spirit. The characteristics of internal strength are continuous and it is to completely tap people's potential, and it cannot directly enhance combat power like fighting spirit. Therefore, Tong Hu has never experienced the feeling mentioned, but I am afraid that he can see it today.
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