"Yunfeng, if you kill two masters of our Tianshan sect in a row, our Tianshan sect will fight you to the death."
Seeing his senior brother Yang Hong die in Yunfeng's hands with one move, Song Ning almost collapsed.
He believed that Yunfeng had the ability to kill Situ Chen, but he could never accept the fact that Yang Hong also died in his hands.
He was a seventh-level sword king, and the Tianshan sect had the highest cultivation level since the leader.
Yunfeng ignored Song Ning's words, because he knew that from the moment the master nodded and agreed to kill Situ Chen, the Yanzimen and the Tianshan sect had been fighting to the death.
What's more, when did the two sects really fight?
Let’s live together in peace.
Yunfeng didn't even look at the other party.
With a flick of his right hand, he inserted the Youlong Sword back into the holster behind him and said disdainfully: "Go back and tell Situ Mingyue that in three years, I, Yunfeng, will definitely go to the Tianshan Sect for advice."
"You" Song Ning pointed at Yunfeng, but didn't know what to say.
"Master Yun, what do you say about this?
Do you really want to fight to the death with my Tianshan sect?"
Seeing Yun Feng's tough attitude, Song Ning could only turn around and stare at Yun Feiyang in the audience and said loudly.
"In a martial arts competition, death and injury are inevitable.
If Feng'er hadn't used the sword energy to protect her heart in time, she would have been seriously injured even if she didn't die.
Why haven't you given me an explanation?
As for your so-called fight to the death, you are not qualified to say that.
Let Situ Mingyue speak for himself.
At that time, I, Yun Feiyang, and thousands of disciples of my Yanzi Sect will take over."
Yun Feiyang looked at it with disdain.
Song Ning said calmly.
"Well, Yun Feiyang, you're being cruel, let's go."
Song Ning originally wanted to use the Tianshan Sect to suppress Yun Feiyang, but according to Yun Feiyang's intentions, it seemed that he didn't mind starting a war with the Tianshan Sect at all, so he could only lead his disciples with him.
Two bodies returned to the mountain.
"Is that Yunfeng really a disciple of the "Yun" generation of our Yanzi Sect?
How come I have never seen him before?"
A disciple looked at Yunfeng on the stage in confusion and murmured to himself.
"Of course you don't know this person.
Do you still remember the direct disciple that the leader accepted four years ago?
Don't you remember that it was Yunfeng who suddenly had endless murderous aura pouring out of his body on the day he became a disciple?"
Another disciple said loudly.
"It's incredible.
He seems to be only fourteen years old this year.
He can actually kill the Sword King and escape unscathed."
A disciple looked at Yunfeng with envy and said.
"Fifth uncle, please protect the gate for me," Yunfeng looked at Chi Feilong and said loudly.
After saying this, without waiting for Chi Feilong's reply, Yunfeng sat cross-legged on the high platform and started running his skills quickly.
In fact, Yunfeng was not seriously injured.
He just wanted a quiet environment to think about the flash of inspiration just now and to improve the "Silver Dragon Blow" attack.
"Feng'er, do you want me to help you?"
Chi Feilong asked worriedly.
"Uncle Wu, no need," Yun Feng replied calmly.
Yunfeng felt that the "Silver Dragon Strike" he used would not be able to penetrate the opponent's body next time because the distance of the sword was too short, plus the dual inertia of his own sword and the opponent's move.
If it penetrated the opponent's body As for the body, you will also be hurt by the other party.
Yunfeng carefully imagined the situation when he drew his sword just now, and simulated the "Silver Dragon Strike" over and over again in his mind.
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After a long time, Yunfeng slowly fully understood the attack method of "Silver Dragon Strike" .
In the future, he only needs to control the direction of the energy of the sword when attacking with the Dragon Sword.
In this way, Yunfeng's "Silver Dragon Strike" has two completely different attack effects.
One move is a "breaking" move, and the other is a "shock" move.
The word "break" is: "Use your own explosive power to concentrate the sword energy in your body on the sword body and strike it out quickly.
When the sword tip attacks the opponent's body, with the sword tip as the center, concentrate all the explosive power and the sword.
Attack one point with elemental energy and break through the opponent's energy shield.
The maximum range is It can hit the opponent's vital points quickly to achieve the effect of killing the enemy with one move.
However, this move can only be used when encountering a strong enemy and killing it with one blow.
It can kill the opponent, but it can also severely damage the opponent at such a close distance."
"Zhen" word skill: "The move is consistent with the word "break" word skill.
It uses its own explosive power and sword energy to strike quickly.
When the sword tip reaches the opponent's body, the sword energy is centered on the sword tip and directed towards the opponent.
Shèxg spreads around the body, maximizing the effect of repelling and injuring the opponent.
The wide tip of the Dragon Sword will not be able to penetrate the opponent's body without the assistance of concentrated sword energy. ” As for the inspiration he had when he killed Situ Chen just now, Yunfeng felt that when an ordinary person faced an enemy, he would decide which moves to use to suppress him based on the moves the enemy used.
But if you attack with combos, no matter how the opponent moves, you will rush to attack the opponent before they make a move, suppress the opponent at every turn, and then find the route for the opponent to avoid and attack continuously, which will make the opponent unable to defend.
He believed that with the unique method of covering the soul and consciousness of the Sihe Magic Skill he practiced, no matter which direction the opponent moved, he would be able to sense it immediately.
As long as he could seize that brief moment, he would be able to The opponent is dead.
Yunfeng has slowly developed a preliminary prototype of this sword skill in his mind.
He believes that as long as he can improve it in actual combat in the future, this move will be infinitely powerful.
Yunfeng slowly opened his eyes and stood up.
The warriors from the Tianshan Sect and Snow Eagle Sect under the high platform had already left Yushan.
"Feng'er, how are you?
Do you feel better?"
Chi Feilong asked worriedly when Yunfeng stood up but didn't speak.
"Uncle Wu, I'm fine.
I was just thinking about something.
Yunfeng looked at Chi Feilong with a nervous expression and said loudly.
"Feng'er, are you thinking that killing people from the Tianshan sect will implicate people in the sect, right?
Don't worry, there is only one person from the Tianshan sect that we can like, and that is Their elder "Ling Tao", this man is brave and capable However, although he is an elder of the Tianshan Sect, he usually does not interfere with the internal affairs of the Tianshan Sect, so he does not have much real power, and few people are willing to listen to what he says. , are all The brave and foolhardy people are not a threat to our Yanzi Sect.
What is really worrying is the people of the Snow Eagle Sect.
They never directly confront us, but they are like a poisonous snake, always on the lookout for us.
Watching us, if we show any signs of neglect, they will give us a fatal blow."
Looking at Yunfeng's thoughtful look, Chi Feilong thought he was worried about people from the Tianshan Sect coming to seek revenge, so he told him.
He told Yunfeng about the matters between some sects in order to comfort Yunfeng.
"Fifth Uncle, I understand," Yunfeng looked at Chi Feilong seriously and said loudly.
Yun Feiyang dismissed the disciples and walked over quickly with his fellow apprentices.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha Feng'er, you are so capable.
No wonder the master and the fifth junior brother think so highly of you.
You are indeed a rare little genius."
Master Yang Feixiao walked over with a wild laugh as soon as he left, and patted Yunfeng's shoulder. said loudly.
"Uncle, you've given me the prize.
It's a fluke that my nephew won.
If Yang Hong hadn't been too eager to kill me and was too careless, it would have been almost impossible for me to kill him."
Yunfeng said seriously, but he was not arrogant yet.
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Thinking that he can easily kill the strong sword king now.
"Well, that's right.
It's rare for young people to have some achievements but not to be arrogant or arrogant.
Feng'er, I think you are only as strong as a fifth-level swordsman.
How dare you fight against a seventh-level swordsman?"
an old voice said from behind the crowd.
It was heard that Liang Zhiming, who had not appeared until now, appeared behind everyone and said loudly.
"Meet Uncle Grand Master" "Meet the Master" "See Uncle Master" Yunfeng and everyone respectfully raised their fists towards Liang Zhiming and said loudly.
"Haha, don't worry," Liang Zhiming said excitedly, waving his hands to everyone.
His mood today can be regarded as the best he has been in so many years.
Back then, when he and his senior brothers arrived at the Yanzi Sect, they were selected as direct disciples.
Since then, reviving the Yanzi Sect has been the first and only goal for him and his fellow seniors, but it is a pity that they have been in the same sect for the same generation.
Among them, because everyone had mediocre talents and low achievements, the only senior disciple with extraordinary talents died tragically because of the incident with the Red Flying Dragon, which led to him going crazy while practicing.
Now he sees Yunfeng, a fourteen-year-old fifth-level swordsman who can kill the seventh-level swordsman.
He believes that as long as he can be trained in the future, Yunfeng's future achievements will be limitless.
Everyone was very happy to see their uncle Liang Zhiming so happy.
Since the master passed away, except for their junior sister Liang Yue when she married the master Yun Feiyang, they had seen the old man smile once, but they have not seen his smile for many years now. .
"Uncle Grand Master, actually, I am not completely sure.
I just heard what Yang Hong said was annoying, so I want to try with him.
I am confident that even if I can't beat him, with the movement skills I have learned, I can still run away."
Who can outrun him?"
Yunfeng looked at Liang Zhiming and said seriously.
"Haha, you brat, you must be a little too courageous.
He is the King of Swords.
Just try it if you ask him to."
After hearing Yunfeng's words, everyone burst into laughter
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