Chapter 201 He is a swordsman!
Yang Ying is so beautiful, and her sword dance pushes this beauty to the extreme. With the unfolding of the sword spirit, a gorgeous white phoenix appeared.
From beginning to end, Wang Meng did not make a trace of resistance, even in vain.
This kind of lonely sword dance is lonely. Yang Ying sighed in her heart. Maybe she expected too much. If Wang Meng only had this strength, she didn't need to use Fengwu for nine days at all, even if it was a reward for his help.
The combination of life marks is completed, and the vitality is bursting. This is the real meaning of the combination of life marks. After the combination, the use method of fusion skills is far beyond the power of the elemental force itself.
A crisp long sound pierced the sky, and Yang Ying cut out with a sword in the air.
One - Phoenix dance for nine days!
The whole fighting field is in the range of Yang Ying's swordsmanship. The second place in the personal list really lives up to its reputation. This sword can be said to be perfect. Experience, technique, strength, and even timing are perfect, just like Yang Ying herself.
Only guns... The opponent is a little weaker, and the immortal golden body is about to die.
Defense has an end, only attacks are unlimited.
Sword cultivation is the king's way, only sword!
The surging sword spirit completely enveloped Wang Meng. The so-called secret sword is a more complex combination of life marks, which is much more complicated than the ordinary sword spirit, or a series of sword spirit, and the power is even more extraordinary.
If the real Bai Feng rushed to Wang Meng, and the sword spirit is not like the scattered fire charm of Shu Xiu, which can be borrowed from Wang Meng. This kind of sword spirit can never be reversed and borrowed. If you want to play with flowers, you are playing with your life.
The phoenix dance came in nine days, and a fierce light burst out in Wang Meng's eyes.
Boom...
At this unbearable moment, Wang Meng did not dodge, but actually punched the ground, abruptly smashed out the sloping pit, and quickly jumped down.
Mingren couldn't help showing shock, which was the only way he could think of after observing Fengwu for nine days.
Fengwu Jiutian is a swordsmanship. Only when the white phoenix is formed, its dive angle is tilted, and only when it follows, it will produce a dead angle.
This requires incomparable insight and judgment, as well as the ability to react in an instant.
Rumble...
At this moment, Yang Ying in the air showed a serious expression, but her eyes were full of joy. She knew that this was the only chance. It was difficult and very difficult, but from the bottom of her heart, she hoped that Wang Meng could find it, and Wang Meng really found it when he saw the completed version of Fengwu for the first time.
Ke Chen... It's still her who won!
Fengwu's nine-day impact is shaking, and splashing is indispensable, but if it's just splashing, it's not enough to directly defeat Wang Meng.
But the jumping ground of the flying phoenix sword suddenly burst..." A huge light array appeared.
Everyone was dumbfounded. This morning... sword array???
Everyone made a mistake. Fengwu Jiutian Biluo Huangquan is not one group, but two groups!
The real killing move lies in the last blue and yellow spring!
The original intention of Fengwu Jiutian is to catch the opponent and drive him to the ground!
The sword array broke out violently, completely blocked, and the power of Fengwu Jiutian was integrated into it, just like a lock buckle, forming a closed sword spirit strangulation, and the two forces broke out at the same time.
This is the phoenix dance nine days of blue and yellow spring oblique!
Once landed, it is doomed. This is Huangquan.
It's over.
This is the real horror of Jianxiu. The enemy of Jianxiu is only himself, and transcendence is the main theme.
Yang Ying landed gently. It turns out that her swordsmanship has indeed reached perfection. Unless the opponent has the strength to completely suppress her, once it is used, it means the end.
With her current experience, I'm afraid that there is no one among the three generations of disciples who can completely suppress her.
Wang Meng is not bad. Finally, he is not disappointed, but Chen... Yang Ying still has a trace of regret in her heart.
Everyone was stunned by Yang Ying's horrible move like a trap.
The housewarming finally understood the gap between the top and bottom. He can also release a strong sword spirit with the lark sword spirit, but that kind of sword spirit has no skill at all. This is the gap in the realm, which is really not a little bit.
It seems that the distance was not so big before, but after a few years, the gap is indeed getting bigger and bigger.
This is the practitioner. The longer the time, the difference in talent, the difference will become amazing, and even the effort can't make up for it. Because you work hard, the other party can also work hard, which can be controlled by the emperor's view.
Lei Guangtang's disciples were really scared. They looked at the field in a daze. The sharpness of the sword was clear at a glance. Can the immortal golden body be blocked?
Yang Ying looked at the elder Jing Yanyun on the sidelines and smiled. His swordsmanship was complete. He thought that with the strength of Wang Meng's immortal golden body, he would definitely not die. At most, he was injured, but his combat effectiveness must have been completely disintegrated. Generally, Yang Ying would not use such a fatal trick.
However, Jing Yanyun shook her head slightly, and her expression was extremely solemn.
There was an uproar behind him, and Yang Ying turned around in an instant, ... it was Wang Meng!
Wang Meng was indeed hanged to pieces by the sword array, and the immortal golden body has been taken away, but he... It's okay!
Wang Meng...mighty!
mighty~~~~~~
The disciples of Leiguangtang burst into a violent roar, which has become an instinct. After another, they are used to the acceleration of their heartbeats, and they are used to holding their breath and waiting for the arrival of that moment.
Miracle!
Ming Ren and Liang Yuan looked at each other in the air and saw the surprise in each other's eyes, because this sword is irresistible, either strangled in the cradle, or attack against attack, simple defense, 20 layers of barely immortal golden body is not enough.
Because the level of phoenix dance Jiutian Biluo Huangquan swordsmanship is even more difficult than the immortal golden body of physical cultivation.
"It's...impossible!" Yang Ying couldn't hide her surprise, or she didn't hide anything in the face of Wang Meng.
Many people have seen Yang Ying's expression like this for the first time. It was the little girl's surprise and a trace of surprise.
Wang Meng's situation is really not good, but even this situation still can't change the confident smile on Wang Meng's face. At this time, it always has an intoxicating smell.
Wang Meng stretched out his hand and made a gesture, "It's just a little short, hehe.
It seems that there is still a gap between the phoenix dance nine days and yellow spring swordsmanship.
"Did you see it?" Housewarming is not ashamed to ask, because he thinks Jia Sidao is a little better than him.
Jia Sidao shrugged his shoulders helplessly and did not pretend, "Damn it, I want to change my life when these two people fight. This swordsmanship is almost perfect, and the control is even more superb. Shit, Wang Meng is a ghost. It's so slippery that I can't die!"
The horrible sword spirit in the sword array is like a meat grinder. The immortal golden body is not really an exaggeration. If there was really an immortal body, the body would have swept the world long ago.
Wang Meng's body is a little embarrassed, but his mental state is good.
The light appeared, and there was an extra sword in Wang Meng's hand, which had not appeared for a long time!
Yang Ying's eyes became sharper. This is Wang Meng's... sword!
It seems that no one has really seen Wang Meng's sword!
Duan Tianya has appeared, but that's not the real action.
"I remember that Wang Meng is a swordsman, right?"
"It seems to be!"
It's not only outsiders, but even the disciples of Lei Guangtang seem to have forgotten this point. Wang Meng is a swordsman, and he has never wanted to change this point. Other directions are playing tickets.
Jian Handan... What kind of swordsman is Wang Meng? The wise man and the four tigers of Lingyin nodded to each other and finally came. The opponent in front of him was so weak that Wang Meng did not need to work at all, but Yang Ying was not weak. She was enough to make Wang Meng turn over the cards.
It's not only a wise man, but also Liang Yuan also wants to know whether the legendary person who can defeat Li Tianyi with swordsmanship is true or false!
Yang Ying gently bit her lip. This person is really morning... She was not willing to work hard until this time. Did she look down on her so much?
"It seems that Brother Wang is too stingy. At this time, he is willing to take out the bottom of the box!"
Yang Ying can't help but feel a little sour.
Wang Meng smiled and gently wiped off the end of the world. "I'm too bad that I don't understand the true meaning of the sword, so I dare not act rashly. Your phoenix dance nine days blue and yellow spring swordsmanship is indeed a kind of beautiful enjoyment. I borrowed flowers to present Buddhas."
The whole audience was in an uproar, what does this mean???
Borrow flowers to offer Buddha???
Is it???
miso... flying phoenix sword.
Similarly, the opposite side is broken from the end of the world!
Ext exactly the same starting style, crazy, crazy, what is Wang Meng going to do???