Five Two Four Amazing Skills The audience became noisy again.
Yes, this Li Heizi hasn't attacked yet and he hasn't made any move yet.
He's been defending.
Even when the opponent uses a big move to press the bottom of the box, he hasn't made a move.
Oh my god, how strong is he?
Is he really at the third level of foundation building?
Who can witness his final move?
After Ye Kong finished speaking, he moved.
His figure floated towards Fang Xiafei.
His clothes were as white as snow and spotless.
Even the attacker, Fang Xiafei's gown had a corner burned by his own fire dragon, but Li Heizi, the defender, was clean.
It's like there's no fight.
Ye Kong once again held a medium-grade magic weapon in his hand.
This time no one would look down upon him.
Even if he grabbed a rice bowl and begged for it, no one would dare to throw a penny to him.
Watching Ye Kong flying over, Fang Xiafei did not move.
When he attacked just now, Ye Kong couldn't move, so Fang Xiafei couldn't escape.
He took out a medium-grade spiritual stone and replenished his spiritual power while waiting.
Come on, I want to see how you attack and defend against my attack, but you didn't defeat me.
As long as I can defend against your attacks, we will be even.
Unknowingly, Fang Xiafei's mentality has changed, from killing the opponent to just making a draw.
But, can he defend against Ye's attack?
In the blink of an eye, Ye Kong stood in front of Fang Xiafei with a smile, but deep in his smile was contempt.
Even you want to bully men and dominate women, and get into trouble with me, Ye Kong draw sword Ye Kong stretched out his hand.
There was a sword in his hand but no strong aura.
It was not as grand as Fang Xiafei's scene.
There was not even any fluctuations in spiritual power around him.
Not all moves have such a majestic scene.
Some attacks are silent but fierce.
Just when the disciples of Hunyuan Sect wanted to laugh at this weak sword again, something strange happened.
I saw that there was a movement like grass sprouting at the tip of the somewhat damaged sword.
Then, three filaments as bright as optical fibers grew out.
The three bright white filaments grew very fast, so fast that people could not guard against it.
The two filaments on both sides were like orchid leaves, drawing a beautiful arc from both sides of Fang Xiafei's neck.
Thread it through and quickly tie off.
The middle one stabbed straight into Fang Xiafei's throat.
Slowly, it got closer and closer.
It was so strange that Fang Xiafei hadn't figured out how to defend himself.
It was so fast that Fang Xiafei had no time to defend himself.
Everyone around was stunned.
What was growing on the tip of the sword?
Fang Xiafei didn't even have time to hide.
What kind of evil trick was this?
"Could it be a kind of plant?"
some disciples speculated.
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"Impossible, there is no such plant."
The Qingming Valley disciple immediately denied.
"Then what kind of natural treasure is this?"
someone else speculated.
Immediately, the weapon refining sect also shook his head, "I have never heard of such a heavenly material and earthly treasure."
Looking at the thin thread slowly approaching his throat, Fang Xiafei clenched his fists nervously, watching it get closer and closer.
He knows that life is coming to an end.
He doesn't want to defend now.
He just wants to survive.
He didn't dare to move or run away, because there was a silk thread on both sides of his neck.
He didn't know what they were, but he knew the sharp power of those threads.
If he moves, his head will fall off.
If he doesn't move, his throat will be pierced.
He doesn't know how to choose, no matter what he chooses, he will die.
He regretted it, he didn’t want to be famous, he didn’t want anything.
"Master, save me" Fang Xiafei shouted loudly.
Finally, an old voice sighed, "Oh, it's useless."
In a flash of light, an old man wearing a black waistcoat appeared.
It is teleportation, a teleportation unique to the ancestor of Nascent Soul.
The person who came was none other than the leader of the Hunyuan Sect, Yuan Ying Lei Miao.
The Yuan Ying stage was indeed extremely powerful.
When he rubbed his hands, tiny electric currents were generated in his palms.
Then, he stretched out his big hand and blocked it in front of Fang Xiafei's neck.
The three white silk lights were immediately blocked.
The three white lights in the palm of Ancestor Lei Miao collided violently with the thunder and lightning Hunyuan Jin in the hand of Ancestor Lei Miao, sending out crisp crackling arcs.
Voice.
Fang Xiafei, who was rescued, had his legs weak and was sitting on the ground in fear, his eyes dull.
"You still want to fight me?"
Ancestor Lei Miao snorted.
When the Yuan Ying ancestor came out, Ye Kong couldn't make any more moves.
He put away the sword wire, put down the small sword, and said respectfully, "I have seen the ancestor of the Hunyuan Sect, the junior Yunfu Sect, Li Heizi."
Respectfully, Lei Miao said with a little smile, "You are indeed not simple.
Cao Guang taught you well, but I don't know if Mr.
Cao Guang can make this sword energy become silk."
The ancestor of Nascent Soul is indeed evil-minded, and he started to sow discord between our master and disciple.
Ye Kong smiled lightly and said, "This is just a random fumble.
Master, he is so powerful, how can he be so ignorant of such a trivial skill."
Listening to their conversation, although the disciples from various sects did not dare to speak out, the shock in their hearts was reflected in their eyes.
Oh my God, that turned out to be a thread made of sword energy.
The sword energy condensed into a thin thread.
How powerful and sharp this thread must be.
There were many people present who could use magic weapons to emit sword energy, but not one of them could condense the sword energy into threads.
The most amazing thing is that the silk made of sword energy is so flexible and can be drawn into arcs and knotted.
It’s so amazing.
I’ve never heard of turning the sword’s energy.
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I’ve never thought about the knotting of the sword’s energy.
This Li Heizi is no ordinary person.
Everyone thought that the fight would be over by now.
Unexpectedly, a certain black man said again, "Ancestor Lei Miao, let's talk about it later.
After this junior solves this bastard, it won't be too late to have a drink and talk."
Ancestor Lei Miao is about to faint.
Don’t you know that I am his master or do you not know the purpose of my appearance?
You damn dare to entertain an ancestor of Nascent Soul, you are so impatient.
Ancestor Lei Miao responded with an angry smile, "Li Heizi, do you think that this ancestor came out to talk to you about daily life?
This ancestor came to take Fang Xiafei back."
"But we are fighting privately" "Private fights are not allowed by the Hunyuan Sect.
Private fights here are against the rules.
If you leave it alone, it won't count."
Lei Miao waved his hand.
My ancestor, why didn’t you come out and say this when I suffered a loss?
At the moment, Ye Kong could only say aggrievedly, "But Fang Xiafei made no excuses and used his power to bully others.
Our seventeen sects are here to fight against the Corpse Yin Sect, not to accept this bastard's anger."
Others call their beloved disciple a bastard or a bastard in front of him.
Lei Miao was full of dissatisfaction, but he couldn't let it happen.
"Then I apologize to all major sects on his behalf."
As soon as Lei Miao said this, the surrounding audience all admired the black man.
He was so awesome that he forced the ancestor of Yuanying to apologize.
Great people, if we were to see Yuanying Ancestor, we would not be able to stand still.
But a certain awesome person didn’t stop talking.
"Then I just fought with him and lost nine middle-grade flying swords":