The sword of crossing the sky

Chapter 81 The Devil's Eyes Disorder Yin and Yang

The body tilted slightly, but Wan Feixue didn't panic, stepped on the ground with lotus feet, turned around, and Qiu Chijian took advantage of the momentum to face the magic knife.

But when the swords clashed, Wan Feixue felt that the Qiuchi sword had hit an empty space. She was shocked, and found that the magic knife was like an illusion.

An Hongwen laughed wildly, and the magic knife extended several meters from virtual to real, and directly slashed on Wan Feixue's delicate body.

The magic knife condensed by the magic flame and qi can change from reality to reality, and can be stretched freely, as you like.

The warriors outside the arena were startled, and felt it was unbelievable that the powerful Fairy Feixue was actually at a disadvantage. Is this An Hongwen so powerful?

Wan Feixue's expression was cold, the blood on her left shoulder stained her white skirt red, and she looked seriously injured.

"Fairy Feixue, can you continue?" An Hongwen asked softly, holding the magic knife slantedly.

Wan Feixue didn't talk to her, and snorted coldly, knowing that the opponent in front of her had profound magic skills and was not weaker than herself, so she couldn't be careless anymore.

The Frost Sword Intent burst out again, quickly entangled on the Qiuchi Sword, and suddenly, an intention to freeze everything in the world permeated.

Countless frosts spread rapidly under Wan Feixue's feet, and the flowers, plants and trees within a radius of nearly [-] meters were frozen into ice blocks by the cold air, and even the water surface of the Xijiang River also quickly condensed into ice.

It was obviously a scorching summer, but many warriors felt as if they were in the severe cold of winter, and the cold was abnormal, but all of these warriors looked at Wan Feixue, who was like a fairy of ice and snow, with scorching eyes.

"This sword intent is a bit special. It's still at the second level of the sword art, but it possesses part of the power of the sword intent domain in advance." Su Mu thought to himself.

"Then Wan Feixue won this time?" Jiang Ning heard Su Mu's self-talk. He knew the horror of the Sword Intent Realm. Although the field in front of him could only be regarded as a pseudo-realm, in the Xiantian Realm, few people could resist it. Understand.

"It's hard to say, just keep watching."

The third form of Aohan's six forms is frozen for thousands of miles.

The Qiuchi sword in Wan Feixue's hand stabbed at An Hongwen with the coldness that could freeze all living things.

"Good job!" An Hongwen yelled, the magic flames around his body rose violently, and the magic knife in his hand slashed out again.

I saw a huge magic knife light flashing out, and the magic power slashed towards the stabbing sword light.

Facing such a powerful magic knife, Wan Feixue remained unmoved, her eyes were firm, and the Qiuchi sword stabbed forward without any confusion.

The cold air contained in this sword is extremely terrifying, the magic knife has been frozen into ice before it touches the body, and its power is completely useless.

An Hongwen was taken aback, he didn't expect the power of Wan Feixue's sword to be so amazing, it seems that this sword alone cannot stop this sword.

But this time the battle of the top list can only be won, not lost!Thinking of this, a look of madness appeared in An Hongwen's eyes, and the magic flames all over his body continued to rise, and finally all of them were thrown into the magic knife.

"Extinction Cross!"

An Hongwen yelled angrily, the crimson magic pattern on the magic knife kept flickering, and a huge cross knife light rushed towards Wan Feixue with endless magic power.

"Evil eyes are chaotic!"

After completing the battle, An Hongwen used all means, and the demon eyes locked on the handle of the magic knife suddenly opened, and the scarlet pupils emitted a strange red light and shot at Wan Feixue.

Wan Feixue, who was stabbing straight forward, suddenly paused, as if she had been frozen, and stopped halfway.

Wan Feixue was startled, and struggled with all her strength, finally broke free after a few breaths, but it was too late, a huge cross magic knife carrying the monstrous magic power directly passed through, and then the castration continued Rushing towards the Xijiang River, the huge impact set off a huge wave that soared into the sky.

Wan Feixue leaned on the Qiuchi sword and stood up with all her strength. Her black hair was shawl, and her moon white dress had been stained blood red with blood. The corners of her mouth were constantly overflowing with blood, obviously seriously injured.

And the warriors watching the battle were all as if they had been immobilized, looking at the seriously injured Wan Feixue in disbelief, they never imagined that Fairy Feixue would lose this competition.

In my impression, Fairy Feixue has never been defeated since she entered the rivers and lakes. When facing the enemy, she often defeated her opponent with a single sword, but today she was defeated by the little-known An Hongwen. This is really easy too.

"Tsk tsk, Fairy Feixue, do you need my help?" An Hongwen held the magic knife in his hand, and walked towards Wan Feixue who was seriously injured and unable to move with a smile on his face, but the murderous intent in his eyes was cold and pressing.

Being able to win Wan Feixue, An Hongwen also felt quite lucky. He did not expect that the evil eye trained by chance would be so powerful that even a martial artist of Wan Feixue's strength could hold his breath for a few breaths. .

However, winning Wan Feixue was only the first step, and the next step was to eliminate the vital force of the righteous forces. This was the successful completion of the task entrusted by the suzerain, but it was a pity that Fairy Feixue was such a beautiful and hard-to-find beauty.

Wan Feixue's eyes were cold, and she could feel the murderous intent in An Hongwen's eyes, but so what, even if she was accidentally seriously injured and couldn't move, but Wan Feixue was so proud that she couldn't do anything to beg for mercy .

Looking at Wan Feixue's cold and unyielding eyes, An Hongwen stopped in his tracks. He saw the determination to fight to the death from Wan Feixue's eyes. , the demonic flame qi rose again, and the extermination slashed at Wan Feixue with majestic and unparalleled demonic power.

With one strike, An Hongwen slashed at Wan Feixue three times without stopping.

The Qiuchi sword kept trembling, and the frost-cold sword intent on it was extremely strong. Wan Feixue forced himself to suppress the serious injury, and cast the ice disappearing into the clouds.

The extremely cold sword light was still powerful, and as soon as it collided, it was extinguished with a slash of extinction, and then it continued to slash again, but it was slashed by the third extinction that followed. Completely kill.

After this move was performed, Wan Feixue's injuries could no longer be suppressed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she calmly faced the huge magic knife coming towards her.

Many warriors outside the arena were all silent, watching this scene regretfully, regretting that their strength was not enough, so they could only watch with hatred, it is a pity that Fairy Feixue will die here today.

"One sword is endless!"

"Mysterious and true!"

Suddenly, a soft shout echoed on the quiet side of the Xijiang River, a flash of sword light was as fast as lightning, and hit Yi Yi Yi Yi Zi Slash, and the sword energy burst out from it, directly annihilating it.

Another sword light was vague and invisible, it seemed to be in the distance, it seemed to be in the sky, and it seemed to be in front of the eyes in a blink of an eye, but it was so powerful and overbearing, it shattered the last style of extinction without a trace with just one blow.

"Who? Dare to destroy my good deed?!" Seeing that he was about to do his best to successfully complete the task, but was suddenly interrupted by someone to destroy it, An Hongwen looked at the surrounding warriors with a ferocious face, and asked angrily.

"Jian Wushuang, with ethereal intentions, and a three-foot green edge, expresses gratitude and enmity." Su Mu wore a green shirt, carried a sword box on his back, and stepped out, elegant and elegant.

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