Chapter 794: The Sword of the Moon

"Haha! Haha! Hahaha!" Ge wiped the wound on his chest, looked at the blood dripping in his hands, and burst into laughter, "What! Actually, you are quite good!"

"Huh?" Listening to Ge's crazy low voice, a hint of surprise flashed across Ling Feng's face. Just as he was stunned, Ge Yidao had already taken a step towards Ling Feng.

Step, step, step... The sound of Ge Yi's footsteps sounded gently on this already silent island, but every step seemed to be stepping on Ling Feng's heartbeat rhythm, giving Ling Feng a feeling of wanting to vomit blood. He had to hold the sword in his hand tightly to relieve the depression in his heart.

"But you can't relax just because you hurt me with a sword. You must keep this attentive!" Ge Yidao's mouth opened, revealing two sharp canine teeth, and stepped towards Ling Feng slowly, "The good show is still behind, right, boy!"

When the words fell, Ge Yidao had reached less than five meters in front of Ling Feng, and then stopped. The smile on his face became even stronger than before. The broken sword in his hand also lit up a golden light, and then the whole person released an extremely terrifying aura. The golden sword energy instantly condensed into a nearly substantial aura, which could be seen by the naked eye and permeated the surface of Ge Yidao's body.

"He seemed very happy!" Looking at Ge Yi's expression that was initially excited, Ling Feng suddenly thought of this in his heart.

"Drink!" A loud shout made Ling Feng wake up suddenly, and Ge stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, and shot out, rushed to Ling Feng, and the broken sword in his hand slashed hard at Ling Feng's head.

"Clang!" Ling Feng's mortal sword in his hand flirted with his backhand, and the broken sword with Ge was hit hard. The white sword energy and the golden sword energy burst out instantly at the intersection of the sword blades, forming a chaotic energy, cutting the surrounding earth and huge rocks into deep ravines.

"Happy! Happy! Let's come again!" Ge Yidao rushed up again, and the broken sword in his hand dragged a long spark on the ground, with a slightly ferocious smile on his face, "You want me to smile happier!"

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

The two swords fought each other quickly, constantly colliding, and sparks were rubbing out. The energy that overflowed from the two of them destroyed the surroundings with holes, as if they had been bombarded. In fact, this was indeed the case.

"Clang!" Ling Feng slashed at Ge Yidao with a fierce sword. A crazy smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Ge Yidao's mouth. He stuck out his left hand and grabbed the long sword that Ling Feng waved. Regardless of the sword blade, he cut his palm, and a gurgling blood dripped down the sword body. He pulled the long sword in Ling Feng's hand towards him with force, dragging it to him with the person and the sword, and stabbed it out with the right hand. The golden sword energy suddenly rose above the broken sword body and stabbed Ling Feng's heart.

"Uh!" The sword in his hand was tightly held in his hand by the other party, and the broken sword covered with a layer of golden sword energy was almost stabbed in front of him. Ling Feng just subconsciously turned his body. With a "swish", the broken sword dyed into golden rubbed the collar on his chest and smashed the clothes on his right one at once. Ling Feng felt the creepy feeling of the cold sword energy seeping into his body. His body turned over, and Feng Shen's legs moved up, and his right foot came out from underneath, and he kicked hard on Ge Yidao's hand holding the Fanchen Sword.

"Swish..." Ling Feng retreated with the force of kicking, his legs bent slightly, and his left knee knelt on the ground and dragged a long mark. The long sword in his hand was also leaning on the ground, drawing a long sword mark.

"Ah?" After Ling Feng stopped, he found that Ge Yi's shadow had lost in front of him. In amazement, a strong wind thrust down from his head. When he looked up, he saw Ge Yi appearing behind Ling Feng at some point. The broken sword was drawing a graceful semicircle and slashing hard at the top of his head.

"Hey!" The two swords intersected and made another loud metallic attack. Ling Feng gritted his teeth and pushed the long sword in his hand upwards. Ge Yidao's sword power was extremely heavy. Even if Ling Feng pressed the sword spine of the Fanchen Sword tightly with the back of his left hand, he was slightly bent.

"Very good, the reaction is very good! It's much better than the fearful look just now!" The broken sword in Ge's hand was still pressing down hard, the corners of his mouth widened, and his two sharp dog teeth became sharper, and the hideous smile became more and more intense on his face.

"Get out!" Listening to Ge Yidao's voice that seemed to not take him seriously at all, a white sword energy suddenly burst out from the mortal world sword, shocking the broken sword in Ge Yidao. Ling Feng also took this opportunity to retreat from Ge Yidao's oppression and face Ge Yidao head-on.

"You are becoming more and more focused, completely different from just now. It seems that you can already hear the sound of the sword? Is the Canjian very excited? Just like my heart now! Canjian makes such a sound for a happier battle. If it cannot be satisfied, it will make a fuss with me!" Ge gently flicked the Canjian in his hand with two fingers, and a sharp chirping immediately came out on the sword blade, like a feeling of cheering and excitement.

"Damn it, I look down on others so much!" Listening to Ge Yi's indifferent tone, he seemed to treat himself as a toy that he could use for fun. Ling Feng's heart also felt angry, "You haven't been serious yet, right? Then what qualifications do you have to say such things? At least respect your opponent! Take out all your strength! Haven't you forgotten that I have already cut you and I can hurt you now, so you must be careful, don't die in my hands if you don't pay attention!"

"Disrespect? Hahahaha, are you talking about my fighting style? You are wrong. My fighting style is like this! I have always been like this, without any tricks. The more I fight, the more excited I am! I don't look down on you, I'm just too excited!" Ge was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst out a crazy laugh, and the broken sword in his hand crossed in front of him, "So, the real me you see!"

"Is that? Humph, then I'm relieved!" Hearing Ge Yidao's words, Ling Feng's mouth revealed a smile, and the mortal sword in his hand shone white light again, "Since you said this is your real combat power, then your sword cannot become stronger! And that way...uh!"

Before Ling Feng could finish his voice, the mortal sword in his hand subconsciously rose up. With a "ding" sound, the tip of the broken sword of Ge Yidao had already reached its sword spine.

"So what if that happens?" Ge Yidao's crazy smile was completely eliminated at this time, replaced by an extremely cold indifference. He looked at Ling Feng with his eyes. The broken sword in his hand exerted a little force, and then he pushed Ling Feng back half a step back. "Do you think that if you fight again, you can beat me? You are the one who underestimates me! The reason why my sword does not use any skills is that I don't understand the skills, or do I just want to fight by instinct? The reason why I don't use skills is that I am too strong, even if I don't use skills, it is enough to cut the opponent into pieces, so I have developed the habit of trying to be merciful when fighting in normal times. Do you understand?"

Although there was no tone in Ge Yidao's words, Ling Feng felt a deep chill, his pupils were constantly shrinking, and the pressure kept coming from his hands forced him to gradually mobilize all the true energy in his body.

"If that weren't the case, the enemy would be too vulnerable! There would be no time to enjoy the fun of the battle. This is also the only thing in this world that can leave me some fun. Naturally, I can't destroy it with my own hands!" Ge Yi handed the broken sword in his hand towards the front little by little, and there was only a sour sound. The thin sword tip actually penetrated the spine of the mortal sword in Ling Feng's hand and pierced into Ling Feng's chest.

"This... how is this possible?" Ling Feng looked at the broken sword that pierced into his chest with some disbelief, and then slowly moved his gaze to the mortal world sword. There was a crack on the originally white sword body at this time, and from the crack, the broken sword in Ge Yi's hand was penetrated.

"So I said, tell you not to relax! Your heart just feels that you have a little chance of winning, so you relax!" With a puff, accompanied by a little bit of metal friction, Ge Yidao pulled the sword body out of Ling Feng's body, but the friction sound was the sound of the broken sword pulling out of the cracks of the mortal sword.

Drips of blood spilled from Ling Feng's chest, and even the white mortal sword was stained with blood by the remnant sword that had just left. As the remnant sword was pulled out, the cracks on the body of the mortal sword also spread up and down, getting longer and longer. Finally, there was only a "ding" sound that broke from the middle.

The mortal world sword was broken! Ling Feng seemed to have lost his strength, bent his legs, knelt on the ground, and then fell into a pool of blood.

"This ending is really boring!" Ge Yidao's long sword was tilted down, "It's been a long time since those who can cut me and those who can hear the sword ringing in the battle..."
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