Chapter 1020: Full Moon Sword Qi

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"Boy, you completely angered me!" Xue Ran snarled softly, like a wild beast.
Feng Yixiu still had a relaxed face, and his right hand was slowly placed on the handle of the Chaos Sword. He said coldly: "How about irritating you? An angry ant cannot kill a lion."
"You..." Blood Ran desperately wanted to rush forward, but reason calmed him down.
His eyes slowly looked at Feng Yixiu's right hand, and he seemed to be paying attention to whether Feng Yixiu was pulling his sword.
Feng Yixiu saw that the other person's eyes were always on his right hand, and laughed, "Why? I haven't drawn my sword yet? Do I need to be so nervous?"
"Don't think I don't know the ability of Chaos Demon Sword. As long as I close my eyes at the moment you draw the sword, to avoid contact with Chaos Demon Eye, your chaotic effect won't work for me!" Xue Ran said proudly.
After hearing this, Feng Yixiu was also shocked. He was also the first to hear the method of cracking his chaotic magic sword.
I was also very curious in my heart. Although it seems that Xue Ran dismissed himself, he must have conducted a comprehensive investigation of himself in private.
Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to know the method of cracking the Chaos Sword, but this is a secret that I have never known. It seems that the royal intelligence system of the Dansha Empire is really powerful.
Feng Yixiu smiled and made a gesture of pulling out his sword. Xue Ran was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes to avoid contact with the curse of Chaos Demon Eye.
"Your eyes are closed. How can you fight me?" Feng Yixiu felt a little funny.
Although the opponent has mastered the cracking method of the Chaos Sword, it can still greatly limit the strength of the opponent. If a person does not have the help of his eyes, his strength can be said to have dropped many times!
"This is not something you need to worry about. You want to let me be fooled and open your eyes, and you can't use your eyesight!" Xue Ran responded proudly.
Feng Yixiu smiled and touched his nose, thinking that since the other party was going to die, he would blame himself.
So the body slowly began to sink, and the right hand gently held the hilt of the Chaos Demon Sword, closing the sword and the waist, and made a charged action.
Xue Ran's hearing is indeed extraordinary, only to see his ears move lightly, and to judge the direction of the wind even when repairing, the ghost mound knife was split from the bottom up.
"Ghost, Eight Beheads!"
Onitsuka illusion and Xue Ran's movements are synchronized. Since one knife has cut out eight blue blasts of sword wind, each one has nearly ten meters of scary sword.
Eight blades formed a fan-shaped attack area, the power of which left a knife mark almost one meter deep in the hard arena.
Feng Yixiu looked indifferently looking at Ba Dao Mang attacking himself, but his feet still did not move half a step, his figure stood like a benchmark.
If you put it before, maybe Feng Yixiu will choose to avoid its edge, but now these eight swords are not worth mentioning to him!
The power of these eight blasts and the meteorite is like the difference between fireflies and Haoyue, and it is simply not comparable.
Feng Yixiu's eyes were indifferent and sharp, and the whole person entered into the sword spirit of extremely ghost swordsmanship. The world around him suddenly changed drastically. The land under his feet slowly became colorless, and the scope was still Is constantly expanding.
Before the sword came out, the fierce sword qi could not restrain the vertical and horizontal directions, just like a wild horse.
Feng Yixiu is like a sword standing proudly in the sky. If you don't get a sheath, you can pierce the sky!
But Xue Ran didn't know anything about it, because he always kept his eyes closed, and he didn't notice the change of situation.
Even if the audience at the scene didn't understand swordsmanship, they could see at a glance that Feng Yixiu's swordsmanship had the power to lose ground, and all the tense hearts mentioned his throat.
Many people even disregarded the rules of the game and spoke to remind Xue Ran to avoid it, but they were ignored by Xue Ran.
auzw.com Until a familiar voice attracted his attention, the person who spoke was the blood marquis of his father! First Chinese Network.
"Son! Hurry away, hide away!!!" The blood marquis' voice broke, and he seemed to have seen the end of his son.
But this Scarlet Enchantment is arranged by the King of Sin. Even if he wants to cancel the Enchantment, it will take a lot of time, and there is no way for a while.
Xue Ran heard his father's heartbreaking cry, and then his eyes slowly opened, and the whole person was completely ashamed.
At the moment, Feng Yixiu seems to be the master of this world, even the blood clouds in the sky are constantly revolving around him, and an inexplicable fear can't help but rush into my heart.
"Sword-drawing · Slash!"
Feng Yixiu finally moved, but the speed was too fast. Xue Ran only saw a purple knife flashing, and then a slender moon-shaped sword gas spread rapidly.
The eight swordsmangs that Xue Ran is proud of can't withstand a blow in front of Feng Yixiu's moon sword qi, just like a very fast blade across the tofu. Any stay!
Looking at the full moon sword qi in front of him, Xue Ran had no time to escape. He could only subconsciously block the slender sword qi with the ghost mound knife in his hand.
But all this was just in vain. The full moon sword gas penetrated the Onitsuka sword effortlessly, then easily penetrated Xue Ran's body, and finally directly hit the Scarlet Enchantment.
"boom!"
The Scarlet Enchantment disappeared instantly, and the Moon Sword Qi tended to vanish into nothingness.
Those audiences with slightly lower seats were almost scared of urine just now. If even the Scarlet Enchantment could not stop the horrible sword energy, then it was them who were cut down by the waist!
"clang!"
Feng Yixiu's Chaos Sword gently returned to the sheath, making a nice and clear sound.
Suddenly, the entire arena returned to calm, and the colorless circle and vertical and horizontal sword qi slowly dissipated.
"clang!"
There was another crisp sound of gold stone impact, and I saw that the ghost mound knife held by Xue Ran's hand fell to the ground.
Xue Ran's mouth slowly overflowed with blood, slowly raised his head to look at the wind and repaired it, and asked with all his strength: "Can you tell me what sword technique is this?"
Feng Yixiu's face was indifferent, and he wrote lightly: "Extremely ghost swordsmanship, sword-drawing and chopping!"
"Ji Ghost Swordsmanship? This is really the swordsmanship of Heaven and Man..." Xue Ran's voice became smaller and smaller.
"I was wrong from beginning to end. It turns out that you are a hidden master of swordsmanship. My ghost mound knife technique is a joke compared to you. Even Master’s knife technique is estimated to be less than one-tenth. I can die if you accept it, no regrets..."
As he talked, his voice gradually lowered, his eyelids began to sag, a thin blood line appeared around his waist, and a large amount of blood began to spur violently, and the upper body and the lower body began to separate slowly.
Feng Yixiu's sword not only cut off Xue Ran's sword mang and Onitsuka sword, but also cut him into two pieces. It is already the belief in his heart that is supporting him.
The prestigious genius of the Dansha empire, one of the eight saints, the proud master, and the blood of the Emperor Xiaoran are killed!
With the fall of Xue Ran, the entire arena fell into a long silence, not only the audience, but also everyone on the VIP seat fell into silence.
No one thought that this seemingly suspenseful life-and-death battle would be the result of today. Feng Yixiu's swordsmanship has such a terrifying power that even the small sword emperor has not even caught one move!
If Xue Ran didn't close his eyes, there might be a ray of life, but it was a pity that Chaos Sword was too domineering, so he had to close his eyes and missed the best escape opportunity.
"Dead... My son is really dead..." The whole portrait of Blood Marquis suddenly suddenly turned a dozen years old, with a despairing paralysis on the seat, and his face was full of life.
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