Chapter 4207: Obsidian sword, Lingjie

The moment Xiao Yijian pointed.
The audience was suddenly silent.
But the next moment, there was a violent laughter that seemed to erupt after silence.
"I'm not mistaken, Zi Yan holds a sword?"
"A fire-control warrior going to play a sword?"
"This guy is not a fool, right? Compete with Luo Feng?"
"If he raises the sword in front of Luo Feng, he will only lose even worse."
"It is not wise to use one's shortcomings and attack the enemy's longs."
Each guest shook their heads.
Only the Chief Division, Empress Qinghan, frowned.
Uncle Quan suddenly squinted the moment Xiao Yi lifted the sword.
A swordsman, even a simple gesture of lifting the sword, is enough to determine where his level is.
On the stage.
Luo Feng's expression already condensed.
He is a sword repairman, and of course he knows what Xiao Yi meant for a moment when he held his sword.
This is also a swordsman.
At this moment, he seemed to feel that what he was facing was a pure sword of heaven and earth.
"Interesting." Luo Feng squinted his eyes, the sword in his hand moved again.
He moved for a moment.
Xiao Yi also moved in an instant, but the momentum of the sword's fingers remained unchanged, only moving one step horizontally.
Luo Feng's footsteps suddenly stopped, his face changed.
He could judge in an instant that that one step that moved horizontally, the unchanging force of the sword had already cut off all the sword force he had just attacked.
Even if he forcibly attacked, it would only return without success.
Luo Feng's figure moved again.
Xiao Yi's figure also moved again.
Luo Feng's figure paused again.
After dozens of breaths.
Luo Feng's figure has already moved dozens of times.
And Xiao Yi's figure has also moved horizontally dozens of times, but the sword-holding momentum has never changed, and it has only been pointed at a distance.
There are many guests around, many with doubts.
And some of those who are also intensively trained in kendo have already begun to frown.
"Hey, what's the matter with these two guys, they have been moving around and they have been slow to take action."
"Do these two dance or compete?"
On the stage.
Luo Feng's expression had already changed.
Outsiders don't know that, as an opponent, he faced this sword-finger force, but he was very clear.
In the dozens of times he changed just now, every time he was instantly broken off the offensive.
His Yama sword, obviously there should be no flaws, but he always has no attack angle under that sword.
Luo Feng clenched his fists.
This kind of depression and awkwardness that was just about to make a move, but had to stop in an instant, made him crazy.
"I don't believe it anymore." Luo Feng yelled violently, and instantly stepped out with a sword.
This time, without stopping, he took Xiao Yi straight.
Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, and pointed his sword.
Luo Feng's figure moved suddenly when it was only a few inches from Xiao Yi's sword.
If he doesn't take it, Xiao Yi's sword will pierce his throat.
Whoosh whoosh...
Luo Feng's figure changed one after another around Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi's figure was spinning around in place.
But every time there were only a few inches left, Luo Feng had to evade quickly.
Below.
There was a sudden shout.
"I see, this Yi Xiao, every time he moves, he instantly cuts off all the possibilities of Luo Feng's attack."
"Damn, how is this possible, this guy's kendo skills and use are terrifying."
Among these guests, there was also a well-known swordsman emperor, who gradually reacted.
"Awesome, every sword is exactly the same. This guy's understanding and control of swords has already reached an inhuman level."
"If Yi Xiao is a fire-controlling evildoer, it's better to say it's a swordsman evildoer."
"Unless he is forced to suppress and defeat him with stronger strength."
"Now that he is in the restriction, his cultivation strength is suppressed, this Luo Feng will never be able to defeat him."
"No, it should be said that in the same level, I am afraid that no one can beat Yi Xiao by swordsmanship."
Competition stage.
The previously defeated Ren Piaoling twitched his face, "Damn, this guy has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"
Around him, the colors of stunned and horrified continue one after another.
"It's no wonder that this guy took Ren's sword before easily."
"In other words, if this guy uses a sword from the beginning, he will lose if he can't borrow a trick?"
Ren Piaoling suddenly looked ugly, glaring at his surroundings, "One by one, will I be dead as Ren Piaoling?"
The guests around suddenly silenced, showing embarrassment, and no longer talked about Ren Piaoling.
far away.
Xiao Bai's face was full of surprises, "As expected of Brother Yi, he will always give people unlimited surprises."
On the stage.
Luo Feng was already crazy, Yan Luo once again moved forward with a sword.
Xiao Yi shook his head, "You lost."
Cang...
The tip of the sword instantly reached Luo Feng's throat.
Feeling the coldness in his throat, Luo Feng had to curb his madness and could only put it down between his hands unwillingly.
With sharp eyes, staring at Xiao Yi ugly, "How did you do it?"
Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, "I will be free from now on, I will teach you."
"You..." Luo Feng's face twitched, remembering the phrase "What is kendo, I teach you" before the start of the battle, and his face became even more ugly at once.
"Asshole, I took you down."
"Next time I change a place, another fair fight."
Xiao Yi said indifferently, "Do you think it is unfair now?"
"Of course..." Luo Feng blurted out, and his words stopped again.
On this competition stage, under this prohibition and blockade, it couldn't be more fair.
Luo Feng dissipated the ugly color on his face and restored the coldness and fierceness as before.
"I wait for you."
"When do you feel ready, come to my Divine Sword Gate to find me at any time."
"Luo Feng, Bingjian is waiting." Luo Feng arched his hands.
"Don't wait, I'm not free." Xiao Yi shook his head repeatedly.
If he has that time, he might as well put his mind on the Han Yuan League. If he finds an opportunity, he can search for the spiritual veins again.
Luo Feng stopped speaking, put his sword back into the weapon rack, and stepped down.
In the distance, the chief, Empress Qinghan slowly got up.
Think about it, this time the Qinghan Palace competition can come to an end.
Luo Feng was defeated, and no one would ask himself for being bored and challenged.
The winner of this time can also be announced.
All the guests around, some shook their heads, some smiled, and some eyes were surprised.
"This competition should also end."
"Hehe, I thought it would last at least a few days, but now it ends early."
Some dissatisfied eyes fell on Xiao Yi, "Since this lunatic came on stage, he has knocked his opponent off the competition stage with a few tricks. Of course, the competition ended early."
"He's really out of the limelight."
far away.
The Qinghan Empress chuckled and stood up, "I announce, this time..."
Words, just out, not finished.
Empress Qinghan frowned suddenly, staring into the distance.
There, is the front of the palace gate square.
The guests around immediately followed their gazes and looked over there.
For a time, all the guests were stunned.
There, a figure stood quietly.
The figure, covered in black clothes and a black robe, is carrying a black giant sword.
Phew... A cold wind blew by, blowing off the figure's cap and gown.
What appeared was a young and extremely handsome face.
At the same time, an extremely fierce and extremely suppressed aura swept across the entire palace square in an instant.
"That...that guy is not..." Some sharp-eyed guests had already shrunk their pupils.
Chief Office.
Empress Qinghan gritted her teeth, breathing a little uncomfortable.
Behind him, Uncle Quan squinted his eyes, took a step forward, and stood in front of Empress Qinghan.
On the stage.
Xiao Yi was shocked and stared into the distance as well.
The emperor, with such a majestic aura of heaven and earth, is definitely an emperor.
But this forceful momentum that he couldn't stop was definitely the first time he had seen it since he came to the void.
The figure slowly opened its mouth, and a faint smile appeared, "Sorry, I'm sorry to disturb the birthday banquet of Empress Qinghan."
"In your gift, there is something I need, so I came."
Emperor Qinghan's expression was extremely solemn, "Obsidian sword, Lingjie!"
"Endless Void, the youngest Void Emperor."
The figure, on Junyi's face, still showed a chuckle, behind her shoulders with long black hair.
This is like a strong man who has walked out of the void and darkness.
"Although I am not a human race, if converted to the age of your human race, I am not a few years older than Luo Feng. I am still a younger generation."
"I want to come, this competition platform, I also get it."
When the words fall, the audience's discoloration changes!
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