Vol 7 Chapter 236: Sword dance

Chapter 236 sword dance; feeling of heart
It seems that because of the sudden arrival of Ling Feng and Ling Ling, the golden eagle has a sense of anxiety, and it has launched its own attack. The speed of flying, let Ling Feng's eyes suddenly burst into a glimpse. That is almost no less than the speed of white plus black. On the side of Ling Feng, Bai Jiahe seems to have sensed the excitement of Ling Feng. His eyes are staring at the action of the Golden Eagle. He is eager to try, and one of the higher speeds.
However, even if Ling Feng does not say, Bai Jiahei knows that it is only in terms of speed, and it is comparable with the golden eagle in front of it. As for other aspects, there is no advantage at all. After all, between the 9th-order World of Warcraft and the Holy Order of Warcraft, there is an insurmountable gap in strength.
Ling Feng only saw the figure of the golden eagle flashing past, and instantly came to the side of the Tsing Yi woman. As for the plaque of the golden eagle and its claws, it also caught the Tsing Yi woman at the same time, with a hint of embarrassment. Wind energy. The roaring figure seemed to make the whole world stagnant at that moment, and only it was moving. The snow that has been swaying, on the route of the golden eagle, faintly depicts a residual image, leaving a vacuum.
When Ling Feng’s gaze touched the Tsing Yi woman’s side, the long sword in the hands of the Tsing Yi women’s hand was already on the chest, which was able to withstand the shackles of the golden eagle in the forefront and made a sound of ‘when’. The Golden Eagle immediately improved the offensive posture and shifted one direction to the side of the Tsing Yi woman. The Tsing Yi woman quickly stepped back under the contact of Pu Yi, staggering the figure that the golden eagle attacked, and the long sword in her hand turned to a beautiful arc to meet the golden eagle.
As a result, as if every step of the Golden Eagle attack fell into the Tsing Yi woman's expectations, the sword in her hand can always properly resist the attack of the Golden Eagle. Throughout the battle, gold carvings were around the women in Tsing Yi. Sometimes a clear sound is heard, and the silence of the mountains and the mountains is beaten.
The figure of the golden eagle has become less important in Ling Feng’s eyes. Ling Feng looked at the Tsing Yi woman, the sword in her hand, the movement of her sword, and the attitude of her whole person. It seems that throughout the heavy snow, she is like a dancer who dances lightly on the snow.
"Brother?" Ling Ling gradually noticed the change of Ling Feng, and shouted.
"Oh, nothing." Ling Feng came back with a long, sigh of relief. Just because of this woman's sword skills, Ling Feng has been the closest woman to his sword since she arrived on the ancient continent. Moreover, it is still the appearance of black-haired and black-eyed eyes. The posture of moving and moving, and the move of static braking with the rapid attack of the golden eagle, makes Ling Feng seem to be on the earth in general, the feeling of the moment, let Ling Feng had some good feelings for the woman in front of her eyes.
This feeling came very quickly and directly. Just like the Tsing Yi women’s attack on the Golden Eagle, every time it was able to withstand it. Although it was quite thrilling, it was quite a match with the woman’s somewhat weak posture. Content. Therefore, to give the viewer a direct illusion, that is, Tsing Yi women can handle the golden carvings.
Of course, this is not the case.
Ling Feng can clearly see that although the woman can face the attack of the golden eagle with a dance-like movement, it is only the ornamental nature of her sword, which is not to say that her strength is enough for her to marry. Surely deal with the attack of the golden eagle of the Holy Order. You must know that the speed of the Golden Eagle, in the view of Ling Feng, is the biggest threat.
It is not obvious that Ling Ling is just because of the nature of the space system, the dragon that hit the holy order has no power to fight back?
If it is not the woman's sword, it is quite coherent and exquisite, and it is very skilled when dancing. Perhaps now, the Tsing Yi woman is already unable to support.
Under the long-term attack, the golden eagle has obviously entered a period of fatigue. Although the speed is not reduced, there is some weakening in the intensity of the synchronous attack.
If the strength of the woman is far more than the golden eagle of the holy order, perhaps her counterattack is easy to achieve. Now, in the eyes of Ling Feng, the strength of women and golden eagle should be between the two. Ling Feng even suspected that the fight between the Tsing Yi women and the Golden Eagle has entered a state of perfection. It seems that there is an exhibition game between one person and one beast, not the kind of struggle between life and death.
Ever since, Ling Feng’s mouth showed a strange smile, and began to calm down and appreciate the woman’s posture.
Snow is still under. Under the heavy snow, a woman in Tsing Yi, the sword in her hand, silver glittering, the blue ribbon on the hilt dances with the wind, the long black hair, the long snow, and everything looks refined. The atmosphere around the place is very light and elegant, exuding a different charm.
Ling Feng seems to have been infected, and the mood fluctuates with the sword of the Tsing Yi women.
Only Ling Ling around Ling Feng, after a while to see the fight between the Tsing Yi women and the Golden Eagle, and later look at the evil face on Ling Feng's face, my heart is stuffy. There was a hint of curiosity in the big eyes of the waters: What happened to my brother?
Ling Ling couldn't help but pat the white and black head, but Bai Jiahei also looked at me with no expression, let Ling Ling take a few shots. Bai Jiahei can only continue to widen his eyes and express his innocence.
In the scope of the fight between the Golden Eagle and the Tsing Yi women, the movement of one person and one beast is so harmonious, and the place where Ling Feng and Ling Ling stand, is also true. One move, one quiet.
This is a very rare and weird picture.
Fortunately, such a picture is not maintained for a long time, otherwise Ling Ling feels that he is going to be depressed. I want to join in and fight, and look at Ling Feng’s appearance. Obviously, I will not allow it. I have been standing on the side and watching it. In Ling Ling’s eyes, there is nothing worth seeing.
Just as Ling Ling was preparing to teach Bai Jiahe to rush in, the Golden Eagle seemed to find something else to attack, or it was a little tired of attacking, and the fly also retreated. Immediately, in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, there was a strange scream, and suddenly, the entire snow-capped mountains were covered.