Chapter 295 Stealth

The fallen leaves are like spring rain, but it is worth noting that these leaves are not as beautiful as spring rain, because they are still leaves after all, but they are crushed into powdered leaves by two huge energies.

A sword stood on the bank of the stream, and his face looked a little solemn. His hands were holding the original object tightly. The sharp red phoenix eyes were even more cold. In a trance, he and his whole body became a sword full of murder.

The wooden sword held tightly in both hands is faintly with a huge sword, and the sword spirit permeates over the grass. They are shaped like a wave condensed by countless swords, and then swept straight to the quiet poplar tree, and this sword was originally purposeful. At this moment, it is straight to the position of the golden bell where the afterg wind is located. Forced away, as if to wear out the other party's big golden bell, the momentum was quite fighty.

After a moment, there was a loud noise on the grass that was about to enter autumn!

The sound is comparable to the thunderstorm, and the harsh metal impact makes people want to cover their ears. However, the people present are not ordinary people, so they don't need to cover their ears with their hands.

The senior sister looked at the collision position of the two indifferently. Regardless of the imprisoned little brother beside her, she listened to the roar and gradually calmed down, but the strong sense of consciousness could keenly feel the situation of the afterg wind.

Outside the aftergwind, the big bell condensed by countless runes was not broken by a sword, but just around the poplar tree. At this moment, the light was already shining. The blue light and the golden light repelled each other. The two violent forces collide with each other, like two different suns moving down from the sky and converging each other. Next to a green poplar tree.

The sword is as powerful as a rainbow, but the golden bell of Yu Feng is by no means a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch. Moreover, Yu Feng is an outstanding young rune teacher and one of the few rune masters in the whole practice world. His rune skills will certainly be mysterious and powerful.

The golden bell is constantly rotating around the afterglow of the inside, and it is quite fast. On the surface of the big clock, bright golden light burst out one by one, constantly competing with the green light of the sword. However, at this time, a sword by the stream has already raised its spirit of fighting spirit, and naturally it will not be allowed to hold on. The situation continues.

A sword has been a sword idiot since childhood!

The origin of the name of sword idiot is that he is obsessed with swordsmanship and naturally likes fighting very much.

For practice, there is nothing in the world that can promote the practice of kendo better than fighting in person. If you want to truly become a great practitioner, you must go through countless battles. Even if you are a general in the secular world, you must go through a hundred battles on the battlefield without dying to be competent.

Therefore, even if a sword has been practicing on the mountain since he was a child, he also knows the importance of fighting, so at this moment, there is a new decision in his heart.

He slowly raised the wooden sword, and his clear eyes were more dignified. He stretched out his left index finger and bit his fingertips with his mouth. Now he bit out a drop of bright red blood. Only when the practitioner really sacrifices his own life will he let his blood stain his life.

A sword put the bloody index finger on the body of the sword and wiped down the straight body of the wooden sword.

Suddenly, the whole wooden sword with the spirit of heaven and earth became extremely red, and when the blood was smeared with a sword, the blood penetrated into the wooden sword like watery ink. The scene was extremely strange and bizarre.

A sword watched all the blood melt into the body of the wooden sword, and the solemnity in his eyes increased again. He waved the blood-stained wooden sword from anew and condensed in the air with countless swords. In just a moment, the air of heaven and earth on the grass field was again sucked up by it and slowly gathered towards it.

With a bang!

The sound sounded like a morning bell in a temple, and the golden bell controlled by the afterglow finally got rid of the sword before a sword, that is, the whole golden bell body suddenly broke away from the aftert of the wind and suspended directly in the air.

The afterg can rest for half an hour, but the anger in his heart burns like a sea of fire. He did resist the previous sword by array, and did not let the sword attack his body and hurt his body, but resisting the strong sword does not mean that he will be safe and sound.

The previous sword collided with the golden bell to make a shocking sound. Although this sound did not break his eardrums and did not make him a deaf man who lost his hearing, if he had not had special means to relieve the sound, he might have been deeply injured, and this muffled sound really made him feel a kind of disgust. Even after getting rid of the mask of the golden bell at this moment, my consciousness still seems to be dizzy.

Yu Feng took off the golden bell, and his slender hands were not relaxed at all. He shook his dizzy head and felt a little heavy. However, the next moment, he suddenly regained consciousness.

On the bank of the river, the man had already turned his body. Yu Feng looked at a sword, looked at his slightly dignified face, looked at his fierce red phoenix eyes, and looked at the wooden sword he kept wielding, and his heart suddenly fainted.

According to his understanding and rumors about practitioners, Yu Feng has always thought that everyone will walk around the world with sharp weapons. At least in the face of the enemy, he will definitely choose a sharp weapon that can kill people. However, the opponent who had previously feared him did not take out a sharp weapon.

He just holds a wooden sword for children to play.

It's just a wooden sword that even cuts down the leaves of grass.

Yu Feng looked very angry about this. Fortunately, reason did not make him lose all his mind, so the next moment, he suddenly raised his head, two clear eyes looked directly at the golden bell in mid-air, and his two slender fingers began to quickly print.

The fingerprints danced in the hand of the after the wind, like graceful petals flying in the wind. His fingers are extremely slender and slender. If it were the era of Lin Yi's last life, he might be able to be an outstanding pianist. Moreover, according to his slender and beautiful fingers, his fingers spanning eight degrees are definitely a piece of cake. However, he is not a pianist, he is just a rune master practicing runes, and more importantly, he is at war at the moment, so he has no superfluous ideas.

The afterglow hand knotted the runes, and the whole person stood under the golden bell. In his hand, it was knotted by rare mysterious runes, and these runes slowly floated to the golden bell in the air, and then entered the golden bell without hindrance.

Runes formed from the afterwind, and then kept drifting into the rotating clock, and the golden bell was fused by these runes and became more and more powerful and golden.

At the other end of the poplar tree, a fierce sword spirit formed from the wooden sword on the hand of a sword, and then converged around it, and the stream behind the sword began to move.

It was not long that the two of them maintained like this, but the aftergwind, which had been in passive defense, suddenly raised its arms high, and then bounced away with ten fingers, like a bud to be released suddenly blooming into a gorgeous summer flower, which was extremely beautiful.

The afterglow opened its ten fingers, and the strong air of heaven and earth in its body poured out directly, rushing straight towards the big bell like a stream. The big bell was assisted by these heaven and earth. The golden light on the surface has already been pure to an extreme state, purer than the Buddha's light, forcing ordinary people to look at each other with their eyes.

ordinary people can't look at each other, but a sword is not afraid of this light. As a practitioner in the Qi period, his cultivation is slightly better than the aftermath of the aftermath, so he looked at the other party taking the lead, and his heart was vaguely aware of the other party's intention. At present, the wooden sword with the blood sacrifice also suddenly rose from the sky, and the sword went straight to the sky.

Boom!

In mid-air, lightning and thunder.

After the two forces against the sky climbed again, Haotian's face also seemed to change. Countless dark clouds quietly rose from the blue sky, and the thunder and lightning formed by the collision between the clouds were intertwined, making the sky tremble.

Yu Feng and Yi Jian heard these thunders, but their moods have long ignored these foreign objects. Yu Feng controlled the big bell and slowly turned his body and turned the mouth of the big bell at a sword by the stream. A sword looked at the other party's clock towards him, and his heart was fierce. At present, he waved the wooden sword and cut down from the sky, with an incomparable amount. The big sword went straight to the afterglow and chopped away again.

When Yu Feng saw the other party's action, he couldn't stop sneering. The previous passive defense made him extremely angry, so at this moment, he no longer wanted to put himself in a passive defense state. Now he has to sweep away with all his power injected into the clock and sweep away with a sword.

However, at the next moment, strange things happened quietly.

Yu Feng suddenly found that his body was controlled by a certain force and imprisoned in mid-air without moving at all.

For his sudden inability to move, Yu Feng was naturally extremely anxious. The other party's sword spirit has swept towards him like a broken bamboo. If he can't use the power in the big clock to fight, even if the ending will be very tragic, he will be completely killed under this sword, and even be completely destroyed. You can't stay.

He would never allow himself to die in such a embarrassment, but he could no longer control his body to move again. He could only watch the other party's sword keep approaching him and watch the other party's sword coming to his body, which seemed a little helpless.

No one wants to die in confusion, and everyone is eager to live under any circumstances.

The afterglow began with practice and felt the crisis of death so strongly for the first time.

It's so close.

The sword slowly attacked in the air, with an extremely huge sense of destruction, and the fast blink of an eye. A sword looked at the other party fixed in place, and his heart couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but he could no longer stop the sword from sweeping out; if the other party did not move, the sword could definitely Let the other party die in this place, and the tragic death of the other party will become the first person killed since the practice of a sword.

I don't want to kill at will with a sword, but the story seems to have become a foregone conclusion.

He wanted to close his eyes and no longer look directly. After all, killing was not fun for him, but at the moment when he relaxed with a sword, the senior sister who was watching the battle in the distance instantly changed her eyes and shouted to the sword: "Brother, don't be careless, retreat from the river!!"

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