Ao Hao patted the grass clippings on his body as if he didn't care, but his heart was already stirring up monstrous waves.
"It's so weird, it's so tough."
As a party to the case, Ao Hao knows best how he feels when the two swords intersect.
A strange energy, along the intersection of the two swords, quickly invaded, and hit his chest hard, if it weren't for his decades of combat experience, let himself reflexively burst out of the fighting spirit, I'm afraid that this blow would make me suffer a lot of injuries.
The former god-killing sword didn't seem to play the slightest role in the face of that ordinary heavy sword, and Ren that momentum was rampant.
Ao Hao and the Wind Splitting Sword have been together for decades, and there is no doubt about its sturdiness, but such a strange thing has happened today, which makes him doubt the Wind Splitting Sword at the same time, but also have a great fear of Liu Feng's even more strange fighting spirit.
With a wave of the splitting wind in his hand, Ao Hao slowly suppressed the horror in his heart, and once again returned to his pre-battle mental state.
Looking at the ordinary young man standing with his hands in the distance, he said with a smile: "Good strength, qualified to be so arrogant." ” Liu Feng nodded lightly, and accepted the praise of this star powerhouse who was famous for "the sun never sets".
The iron sword in his right hand, slightly raised, made a momentum to continue the battle.
Seeing this, Ao Hao looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay, good boy, you have courage, courage, and strength." ” There are three "have" words in a row, and the appreciation in them is very strong, and it seems that in his heart, he has regarded Liu Feng as a person of the same level.
Gradually, the laughter stopped, and his hands held the wind splitting sword again, and the momentum that was originally somewhat exhausted rose sharply, and it was faintly substantial, rolling the surrounding grass for more than ten meters into the sky.
As soon as you reach the realm of the ninth-order stars, the color of your fighting spirit will turn back to the ancient times and become the color of your own natal fighting spirit.
And Ao Hao, the cyan fighting spirit, shows its attributes: the wind that represents the degree.
Liu Feng squinted his black eyes slightly, looking at Ao Hao, who was even more imposing than before, although he was shocked in his heart, he was not afraid, but had an urge to try.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the riotous battle intent in his heart.
The decisive battle of the strong lies in a moment, and any unfavorable emotions should be temporarily discarded at this time.
"Let's fight" A low shout rang out violently, resounding through the prairie.
Looking at the depths of Liu Feng's black pupils, the battle intent that seemed to be about to burn, Ao Hao cracked his mouth excitedly, revealing a warlike smile.
With a slam of his right foot on the ground, the person disappeared in an instant.
A giant sword suddenly appeared on Liu Feng's side and slashed towards his neck.
The corners of Liu Feng's mouth lifted, and his right foot moved back slightly.
The sharp blade was sandwiched with fierce fighting energy, and it slashed horizontally from Liu Feng's neck, bringing up a small black silk.
The iron sword wrapped around the rough big hand holding the giant sword like a poisonous snake, and the sword gang that was more than an inch long released a slight chill.
Liu Feng didn't know how to practice swordsmanship, but he remembered a sentence on the earth: The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable. degree, this is the unique swordsmanship that Liu Feng pursues.
He had already felt the transparent sword attached to the ordinary iron sword, and the inexplicable power implied in it, Ao Hao didn't dare to be careless, he slashed the wind in his hand, and shouted violently in his mouth: "Dou Qi Critical Attack." ” "Fighting crit.
A powerful move that can only be used by a strong person in the stars, which can instantly increase the fighting spirit by 30%.
The fighting qi on the Wind Splitting Sword surged again, and then a cyan mark was drawn in the void in front of him, and then slashed heavily on the seemingly fragile iron sword.
On one side is the legendary weapon: the God-Killing Wind Sword.
On one side are the ordinary iron swords that can be found everywhere in the store.
The gap between heaven and earth, if it were in normal times, Ao Hao would definitely be confident that he would be able to slash a hundred such iron swords into pieces.
However, now, a thought faintly popped up in my heart: "The iron sword will not break, be careful of its counterattack." ” The idea was a bit absurd, but Ohao firmly believed it.
The giant sword was sandwiched with tremendous power, pressing the iron sword out of an absolutely thrilling arc, but at the last moment, it was firmly stabilized in the place where it was about to be.
This trick was used by Liu Feng when he was fighting Sophie, but now, it seems to be more perfect and mellow.
Liu Feng, who was behind the iron sword, smiled and winked at Ao Hao.
Then in Ao Hao's shocked gaze, his right foot moved slightly, this foot, like an antelope hanging its horns, the eagle striking the sky, there is no routine to find, and this was originally Liu Feng's intention.
This kick was ruthlessly and accurately imprinted on his chest.
"Bang."
There was a muffled sound of contact.
There were two more figures, quickly separated from each other.
Liu Feng looked at the torn clothes on his chest, and he was really amazed by the quick reaction to Ao Hao in his heart.
I know best what kind of kick I had, but to put it bluntly, the kick just now was the coolest kick I came to another world, and if I call myself again now, there is a high chance that I won't be able to kick it.
And when Ao Hao was holding the weapon by himself, he was still able to turn the tide, and he turned the Wind Splitting Sword fiercely to threaten himself, forcing himself to retract half of the strength on his legs.
"Good skills."
In the distance, Ao Hao patted the shoe prints on his chest, feeling a little excited and bitter in his heart.
I was excited that I could meet such a good opponent, and the bitter thing was that after fighting for a long time, although no one had the upper hand, I always seemed to be embarrassed.
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Liu Feng was speechless, his eyes staring straight at Ao Hao.
The meaning is obvious, "Fight again." ” Looking at the undisguised battle intent in Liu Feng's eyes, Ao Hao's heart was also hot, how many years had not been so enjoyable He was not a peace-loving person in the first place, and the blood flowing in his body hid a war-loving hobby.
The light in his eyes burst out, and he shouted: "Fight." ” The wind and clouds move, and everything is silent.
The huge momentum of the two of them once again rose sharply on the prairie.
Lift up the lazy clouds above the sky.
The distance is far away, but in the eyes of the two, it is a blink of an eye.
On the prairie, the sound of two swords colliding kept ringing.
Two figures, occasionally flashing, attacked each other furiously.
The soft grass layer was torn off countless layers by the two of them, until it was revealed, the brown layer of soil hidden in the depths.
The two struck each other again, and then quickly separated, each of them ejected dozens of meters away, faintly on guard.
The two of them were already in tatters and looked a little embarrassed, but there was no trace of decadence on their faces, only excitement and fanaticism for the battle
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