Chapter 1203: Real battle

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Click!


The sword was cut out in such a way that the accelerated matrix that was sealed inside, at the same time, was completely urged.

It seems that at this time the blurred light that the sword-mang has turned into is the really powerful sword-man, and the previous one that looks like a monstrous sword-man, is just futile.

He is just the power of this blurry light, which is far more than the previous ten, or even all the attacking swordsmanship. The power of the superposition is even more terrifying.

In the midst of the trance, it also gave people a feeling that if it were not in this hall, there was the protection of the defensive circle left behind. It was only the moment when the blade was turned into fuzzy light, the whole hall was completely cut open.

"Mixed Yuan!"

In the face of Zhang's steward who sacrificed his destiny, Lin Feng did not dare to slacken at all.

Facing the oncoming, powerful and blurry light, he whispered, and the mixed Yuan Feijian was offered in sacrifice.

"Om!"

"Buzz!"

He seems to be feeling the threat brought by the Tianyan Cracking Ground Knife and the amount of violent violence that blurs the light. Once the Yuanyuan Feijian was called, it was a series of shocks.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Between the shock, the violent and powerful breath continued to rise from the shock of the sword.

The fierce sword spirit permeated the void in the whole hall. It is like a dense blade of wind, completely raging in the hall.

However, the raging of this kind of sword gas failed to cause any damage to the butcher's dim light by Zhang Butler. Anyone who touches it will explode in an instant.

As if in front of the blurry light, these seemingly powerful and frenzied sword qi are actually just hitting stones with eggs.

"Nine swords in the flood, eight swords in the wild."

Lin Feng explored the sword and held the mixed Yuan Feijian firmly in his palm.

托 With his hands raised, the moment he raised his head, he directly sacrificed his strongest combat skills in the previous life.

"Stab!"

Although it is only the weakest of the nine types of swordsmanship, the power released after this sword is cut is still terrible.

I was just the moment when a sword was cut out. The towering swordman also turned into a light at an extremely fast speed. However, compared with the power of light, it is obviously weaker than the fuzzy light cut out by Zhang Butler.

That's the case, the moment the sword was cut, the place where the sword awn reached was still truly cut. It seems that as long as the sword is coming, everything must be separated in two halves.

"boom!"

Whether it is the ray of jianmang cut out by Lin Feng or the dim light of daomang cut out by Zhang Butler, their speeds are all extremely fast. It's just that if you have to compete against each other, the housekeeper Zhang's knife blurs the light, it is still faster.

At the extreme speed, almost at the moment when Lin Feng's swordsman turned into a light, the two rays of light were already violently colliding in mid-air.

As if two mountains were pulled up, they hit each other in the air at the speed of the meteor falling, and the loud noise exploded. As the loud noises exploded, the billowing sounds and the surging momentum of the blast raged at the same time.

For a moment, within a large hall, the air was tumbling, the dust was rolling, and even the hall protected by the defensive array was in the hall, with a slight shaking.

"Click, click ..."

"嘭!"

After a brief stalemate, Lin Feng finally began to retreat with the illusion of the monstrous Jianmang.

It ’s like the ice surface that was hit hard. First, a crack was cracked, and then numerous dense hatreds were cracked. After the crack was made up to a certain extent, it was no longer able to withstand the impact of the faint light of Zhang Butler. It exploded and turned into a little bit of sharp edge, raging inside the hall.

"Stab!"

Between the broken Jianmang, the remaining fuzzy light has fallen on Lin Feng's body.

This time, with the blurred light reaching, Lin Feng's body was cut a deeper and longer mouth, starting from the neck on one side, and spreading to the side of the lower leg.

With blood dripping, Sensen's bones and internal organs were exposed again.

Not only that, this time under the influence of Zhang Guan ’s special Xianyuan power, those bluish rays that were transformed with the power of Xianyuan and blessed by the Heavenly Fissure Blade also reached a new extreme. to.

I even cut Lin Feng's flesh and blood on it, but there were some traces of burning.

"Boy, how are you feeling this time?"

After Jian Yijian hit Lin Feng hard, Zhang Butler did not continue the next attack.

He stopped, staring at Lin Feng with narrowed eyes.

"not bad."

Xi Linfeng said lightly, narrowing his eyes with a smile.

Almost as soon as he spoke, the flesh that had been cut open and showed signs of burn had begun to recover. The short three words have fallen, and they have completely recovered.

Although the recovery time is longer than before, this extension is not particularly obvious. If the next attack of Zhang Butler still maintains the same speed as before, it can still fully recover before the next attack arrives.

"Ok?!"

"I didn't expect that your recovery speed would have been retained before !!!"

The housekeeper Zhang gave a rather unexpected hum, and then narrowed his eyes with interest.

He originally thought that Lin Feng's recovery limit had been reached before the attack when the Tianyan Razor was not sacrificed. However, I did not expect that before the opponent, they still retained their strength.

不过 "However, even if you recover, how much retention you had before."

"Come again!"

Shouting from the housekeeper Zhang, the second attack has arrived.

This time, he sacrificed a powerful sword skill, which will blur the power of light and continue to skyrocket to a new height. So that the original light is a bit fuzzy, it becomes more blurred, it is almost impossible to capture its existence unless you exhaust all your energy.

It was like, it had completely disappeared.

At a new speed, the steward Zhang also started a continuous attack at the same time, but the moment when the second cut was just cut out, and the third cut came.

Then came the fourth, fifth and sixth.

Seventh, eighth, ninth ...

Tenth Cut ...

In this way, one blade after another, with the strongest force at the fastest speed, continuously cut out.

"Sword breaks the sky."

"Sword of Man."

"..."

In the face of the continuous attacks of Zhang Butler, Lin Feng was totally afraid to be distracted at all, and saw that he concentrated all his attention, one sword after another, and kept offering.

After reaching the limit of the fourth form, this stopped, and then continued to cut out continuously in the fourth form.

With his current realm strength, the fourth form of Honghuang Nine Swords is already the limit he can reach. Please read "m.xslou."