The poisonous demon behind him is rushing over quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it will kill again.
See this.
Xing Feng didn't dare to wait for the sword to fall to the ground by itself, and then pick it up again.
Immediately take two quick steps and leap.
With a slight step of his left foot on the tree, he propelled his body like a nimble delphin, and rushed in the direction where the sword came from.
Immediately after, holding his breath and staring.
After seeing the speed of the sword's rotation, he quickly stretched out his right hand and held the cold blade tightly in his hand.
And now that the sword is in hand, Xing Feng finally feels a sense of security.
But unfortunately, this sense of security did not last long.
When he looked carefully at the sword in his hand, the expression on his face became more and more strange.
I saw that the bladed sword was slender, although it was not as thin as the stabbing sword, but it was not as wide as the Han sword that Xing Feng usually used.
The whole is lighter, and compared to the previous piece of iron, it is more like holding a branch.
After the whole body is polished, it presents a beautiful silver white.
And the two blood grooves above the spine of the sword hide some breath of death on this beautiful surface.
Looking down along the blade of the sword, there is a very colorful gauntlet.
The slender iron bars were entangled, and when they twisted, they directly protected the hand that held the hilt of the sword.
While showing the beauty, it also fully embodies the functionality.
Seeing this, Xing Feng also took a deep breath and comforted himself.
"Forget it, forget it.
It's not an armor-piercing sword.
At least to chop what you can. ” After saying that, Xingfeng no longer bothered about why this thing appeared.
After all, he had already used the hammer, and it wouldn't be a big deal for him to use it again at this time.
At least this thing is bladed.
It's just that it's not like the sturdy iron shovel before, which can resist the opponent's attack.
Thinking of this, Xing Feng also took a deep breath.
When the body lands on a tree, it kicks violently.
Holding the slender fast sword in his hand, he rushed towards the poisonous demon.
I saw that the body of his sword was glowing with silver light, and with the rapid movement of the torture wind, it brought out the remnants of the Dao in this dense forest.
Immediately after, silver light flashed on the sword's body in an instant. only heard a loud shout, and when the two sides were about to collide, Xingfeng's figure disappeared directly in front of the poisonous demon.
"A Sword Chasing the Shadow" When he reappeared, he was already behind the poisonous demon.
He was wielding the sharp sword in his hand, stabbing fiercely at the slender neck of the poisonous demon.
Ready to destroy the flowers with this hot hand, cut off the head of this poisonous demon with a sword.
But it's a pity that after feeling the sharp sword of the torture wind.
The poisonous demon also immediately waved the double knives in his hand, and at the same time kicked quickly under his feet.
After a roar, his entire body suddenly turned into a whirlwind of blades that harvested life.
"Demon Knife Whirlwind" "Damn again" In the face of this sword wind blown by the poisonous demon, the fast sword stretched out by the torture wind did not have time to be withdrawn.
After feeling the tip of the sword pierce a hard object, the part of the sword body was split into several pieces by the sword wind set off by the poisonous demon.
Looking at the fast sword in his hand that had been broken again, Xing Feng felt for the first time that this battle was so weapon-consuming.
"Sure enough, this thing is light and light, but it's not strong enough, and it was broken after being cut so many times by the other party."
After complaining quietly, Xingfeng hurriedly stepped back.
While dodging the faster and faster knife wind behind him, blowing towards him. shouted again at Xiao Qi.
"Throw another sword, hurry up" "Which one does the master want?"
"Which one else did you bring, hurry up and throw a handful to me, don't be Fang Tian's halberd."
"Good" After speaking, Xing Feng saw the direction where Xiao Qi was, and a long strip-shaped object flew out.
And if you look closely at the size of this object, you can see that this thing seems to be much larger than the previous two guys.
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If it weren't for the fact that the width was much wider, Xing Feng would even really think that Xiao Qi had really thrown out a Fang Tian painting halberd.
"Made, I don't care what you throw out, I didn't make it anyway, and I don't feel sorry if it is broken" Thinking of this, Xing Feng also began to give up on himself.
Listening to the sound of the wind breaking when the thing was flying, Xing Feng also understood that the weight of this guy was definitely not comparable to the previous two combined.
And when he jumped softly and grabbed the sword, his body, which was originally flying forward, was also directly carried by this thing and quickly fell to the ground.
Then I heard a "bang" like a boulder hitting the ground.
The sword in Xingfeng's hand was also deeply inserted into the ground.
At the same time, Xing Feng also maintained the posture of holding the sword with both hands, and his very imposing feet stepped heavily on the ground, and his face was serious and landed not far from the poisonous demon.
"This heavy sword is too heavy."
Xing Feng's face maintained a cold countenance, but in his heart, he was complaining frantically.
Looking at the poisonous demon that was approaching quickly, Xing Feng only took a deep breath immediately, and then after a loud shout, while quickly injecting internal force into this sword, he mustered up all his strength to make it as wide as his arm and as long as his chest.
The tip of the sword was directly made into a semicircle, and the heavy sword with a barb shape was slowly pulled out.
Looking at it from a distance, I thought he was going to put some big move.
A full protagonist style.
I'm afraid that he will shout out the next sentence.
Signature words such as "cut in two," However, in order to lift this thing, he had already used the torture wind of milk-eating strength, and at this time, he didn't even dare to put a fart.
After staring at the direction of the poisonous demon, he smashed the heavy sword that was already lit like a searchlight.
Let the internal force accumulated in this heavy sword suddenly gush out, turning into waves of sword qi.
A whirlwind of blades that surged towards the poisonous demon.
In a blink of an eye, it was submerged.
At the same time, because the volume of this heavy sword is too large, the internal force infused by the torture wind is not one or two.
And when it erupts, the scope of its impact and the momentum it shows will naturally not be one or two points.
I saw a silvery tsunami roaring towards the mountains.
It was like an avalanche falling upside down, destroying all obstacles in its path and rushing straight to the top of the mountain.
I almost rushed to the top of the mountain.
The exaggeration of the scene can be said to have frightened the torture wind itself.
Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand that could be used as a stick, he muttered to himself while looking at this exaggerated scene.
"I'm going to this guy, it's really like a nirvana" The end of the world is infinitely reborn :