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The showdown with the neon sky is about to begin.
This time the venue has not changed, high above the sea, the neon sky holding two swords has been waiting for the wind, the foot is as quiet as the abyss of the sea.
Luo 11 saw the sword in her hand and asked Feng Fei Yu, "can I lend you my sword?" Or will I bring you an ordinary sword? " These days, he also saw that Feng Feiyu was empty-handed, except for his ability, that is, he did not wear a sword.
Feng Feiyu sneered and shook his head, saying arrogantly: "No, you swords are useless to me."
What she said was not sarcastic, because her ability was not a so-called decent ability, and her spells were all received and played with a strong evil spirit, which was better than a thousand bones, so even if she was given a sword to use, it would be impossible to bear her bad spirits in the blink of an eye, which is very likely to turn into scrap copper and scrap iron.
Fengfeiyu didn't know the real situation, and Feng Feiyu didn't bother to explain more, so after hearing this, he silently folded his lips, awkwardly touched the bridge of his nose, stood aside, and did not speak again.
The sea breeze blew over and brought the salty taste of the sea, and the immortals present fixed their eyes on the two people in the air, guessing in their hearts how powerful the apprentice, who was so concerned by the Blessed one, was.
The accumulated jealousy of Feng Feiyu was finally filled with wide-eyed eyes at this moment, and her parents' swords hummed under her emissary, like a fierce warrior.
"Feng Feiyu, let you know today that I am not easy to bully all over the sky!" She is going to put an end to all her grievances in today's showdown.
Feng Feiyu was noncommittal, listening to her clamor, motionless, planning to be immutable.
Ni all over the sky does not hold her routine, and she does not want to attack first.
The immortals were so anxious that they itched in their hearts.
Are you fighting or not? If you don't play, we're going home to Rest!
Just when everyone thought it would be so deadlocked until the end of time, the sea and the rocks were crumbling, Ni moved all over the sky first!
The long sword of her right hand went straight towards Fengfei, looking resolute, majestic, and overwhelming in the direction of Fengfei.
After a light cry, they saw that Fengfei Yufeng hardly moved in the same place, except for the corner of the clothes blown by the sea breeze, where she stood firm and motionless, watching the long sword all over the sky coming to her eyes.
Feng Feiyu looked light, and the long sword was less than a foot in front of her. She raised her right hand, and while the delicate palm of her hand was raised, the body of the sword grazed the palm of her right hand, unexpectedly unscathed.
She was adept at pushing away the magnificent sword, and then turned away, as if she had no interest in the battle at all, and she was bored with the battle.
With this unarmed move, she not only froze the immortal family in the position, but also opened her eyes wide and looked unbelievable. I could not believe that she had just defused her fierce offensive with a gentle push with an empty hand!
"you."
"if you want to win, put all your heart and soul against me, otherwise, when you lose, you will be hurt worse than your bones."
"you!"
Feng Feiyu smiled and smiled, and there seemed to be a smell of sticky blood in the air.
The onlookers frowned sensitively and stared at their every move.
And the three statues above the top belong to the anger of Moyan's face. Compared with the inquiry fear of Baizi painting, or the surprise of Sheng Xiaomo, Moyan is still thinking that his younger brother has cheated him, but he doesn't have the annoyance of Fengfei Yu before. but somehow there are some emotions other than anger.
The weather seemed to get a little dark, and the warm breeze gradually became strong.
In mid-air, above the sea, Feng Feiyu attacked the two swords all over the sky with his bare hands. She watched the long swordsmanship from the sidelines for a year, and now, although she had no weapon in her hand, she could accurately dismantle her sword with her bare hands.
The glow of the two swords intertwined and sparkled, forming a space barrier in the air, which seemed to trap Feng Fei Yu inside. She had no weapons in her bare hands, but she really could not break through for a while.
The disciples who watched below applauded frequently for the move, and the couple in charge of Penglai also showed a smile of relief so far, which was not too humiliating.
Ni Man Tian holds double swords to inject mana continuously, maintaining the double swords Qi Barrier to trap Fengfei Yu in it for a longer time.
She did not expect that Feng Feiyu should be so powerful. Usually look at silent, do not practice with everyone, unexpectedly is to stay a move of one style has long been remembered in mind, even this time the only use of the sword without a sword, are not bad, if not in the hands of a sword, afraid of nebulous sky at this time, even if double swords, it is difficult to trap her.
But now that she was trapped, her self-confidence naturally rose.
Feng Feiyu also found that without weapons, it is really difficult to exert residual heat, and some of his strength is limited and must be fought close to him. She could not use her all her strength, so that although she would not destroy the sky and the earth, if she did her best, not to mention that she had not used it, the competition venue would be in ruins, and if not surprised, the spectators next to her would be affected.
She doesn't treat human life like dirt.
In this way, she was trapped in the sword array and pondered the fact that she had taken up arms.
Ni Mantian obviously felt that the resistance that belonged to her had been greatly reduced, and she thought Feng Feiyu had given up resistance.
She was about to intensify her efforts to prepare for the final blow when she suddenly felt that the atmosphere around her was becoming more and more dignified and the cold wind was eroding, and she suddenly felt as if she had fallen into the cold winter. She looked suspiciously at the trapped Feng Fei Yu, only to see that she was cutting open her wrist muscles and veins with her hand as the blade, pulling out a blood-red muscle and bone without changing color.
Ni sky has been silly, if not for the hands of a pair of swords, she may have let go of the sword!
Feng Feiyu's face was a little pale, and fine beads of sweat came out from his forehead. But unaware of it, she concentrated on holding the muscles and veins that had just been extracted, temporarily ignoring the healing of the wound, the imprint on her hands, and the untruthful words in her mouth.