Fantasy: Starting as a cannon fodder villain

Of course, in this way, they can also exert more powerful combat effectiveness, Feng Qian glanced at Xiao Yujing, and nodded slowly, "This is the last move, Xiao Yujing, I'm afraid it will be too late to say goodbye."

"So instead of waiting until there is no chance, I might as well say goodbye to you now."

After Feng Qian finished speaking, he didn't even pay attention to Xiao Yujing's reaction, his steps changed, and a complicated handprint formed in his hand.

Xiao Yujing was immediately surprised, everything stopped, the flow of the air, the rotation of those hurricanes, all stopped with the handprints of the wind shallow.

"Xiao Yujing, here, this trick is called, Wind World. After Feng Qian finished speaking, the voice continued to echo around Xiao Yujing.

Xiao Yujing couldn't find where Feng Qian was for a while, he could only strengthen his guard, and suddenly, he felt the wind in front of his body move.

He raised his sword to block his chest in an instant, but the wind blew on Xiao Yujing's sword, but it suddenly split into two and slowly blew to Xiao Yujing's chest.

In the next second, the clothes on Xiao Yujing's chest shattered, and a scar the size of a bowl appeared on his chest.

Xiao Yujing was shocked, but this wind was no longer relentless, and spread out along his body, surrounding his whole body in an instant.

Suddenly, countless large and small scratches appeared on Xiao Yujing's body, which were not deep, but enough for Xiao Yujing to shed some blood.

Xiao Yujing instantly swung the fire chaos in his hand out of his sword qi, dispelling the breeze around his body, but the next moment, countless breezes came from all directions.

He had to raise his hand to blow away the breeze, only the next moment, the breeze swept back again, and it was three points faster than before.

Xiao Yujing's eyes froze, and a breeze flashed from his side subconsciously, and then the whole person danced in the whole field with a mysterious pace.

Yes, the dance started, and in order to avoid these breezes, Xiao Yujing made all kinds of moves to avoid the damage of the breeze.

You must know that just a breeze made Xiao Yujing hurt, not to mention the countless breezes at this time, Xiao Yujing is not a masochist.

I like these wind blades to scratch my body in tatters, not to mention, there is a shallow wind waiting for an opportunity to move at this time.

It's just that I don't know why Feng Qian's battles always like to hide and hide, and generally rarely Feng Qian will choose to show his body to fight.

"Wait, does this mean?" Xiao Yujing seemed to think of something, Feng Qian never showed his body to fight, even if it was a battle, it was a complete sneak attack.

So this can only show one problem, Feng Qian's body is very fragile, so every time Xiao Yujing's attack fell in front of him before, he would be so panicked.

So just now, the fire chaos just casually touched Feng Qian, and Feng Qian was injured.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yujing completely understood the meaning of Feng Qian's battle, but it was useless to find Feng Qian.

Even because he was distracted by thinking about things just now, Xiao Yujing's body once again had hundreds of dense and small wounds out of thin air.

Xiao Yujing directly chose to close his eyes, he raised the fire chaos in his hand, and slashed out one by one, as if there was an extra breeze in front of his eyes that needed to be cut away.

Once when Zang Feng first taught him to comprehend the swordsmanship, he asked him to chop a small grass, and at this time, Xiao Yujing upgraded himself again, and he wanted to chop this breeze.

Time passed minute by minute, and there were more and more wounds on Xiao Yujing's body, but Xiao Yujing's eyes were still closed and never opened.

In his hand, the speed of the fire chaos swing became faster and faster, and there seemed to be an entity in front of him that could be slashed.

It's just that this entity is the breeze, he swept with a sword, the breeze dispersed, and gently blew towards Xiao Yujing from both sides of the sword body, and Xiao Yujing was injured again.

But Xiao Yujing still didn't give up, he swept with a sword, and at the same time, a sword slashed out vertically, and the breeze was divided into four lanes, and it blew towards him again, and he was injured again.

The next moment, the speed of the fire chaos swing in Xiao Yujing's hand was even faster, and a fiery red sword net was directly formed in front of Xiao Yujing.

Xiao Yujing opened his eyes, his eyes revealed a fine light, he slowly raised his hand, and countless phantoms suddenly appeared in the fire chaos.

He moved, and the fire chaos was densely packed into a sword net directly in front of him, and the impenetrable wind was Xiao Yujing's swordsmanship at this time, but there were still a few fish that slipped through the net.

Xiao Yujing felt that he was close, and it seemed that he had not succeeded at all, ninety-nine and one hundred seemed to be only one difference, but there was a world of difference.

As long as Xiao Yujing will still be injured, his swordsmanship will not be considered successful.

Xiao Yujing's eyes suddenly appeared anxious, he had obviously waved fast enough, why was there still a missed breeze.

"Is it because of the time difference?" the breeze blew extremely fast, and because of this short time difference, the breeze passed through his sword net.

Xiao Yujing was a little puzzled, his sword didn't seem to be able to go any faster, could this really be like this?

Suddenly, the hair on his forehead moved slightly, but there was a breeze blowing through the tips of his hair, but the tips of his hair were not broken.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Xiao Yujing's head, he seemed to understand something, he swung his sword again, only a sword was swung, but a sword net appeared in front of him.

A scar appeared on his body, but Xiao Yujing still didn't care, and he swung his sword again.

The wind passed, Xiao Yujing was not injured at all, his eyes lit up, this sword technique was completed, a sword technique that was completely used for defense, a sword technique that was running after the wind.

Chasing the wind sword technique, Xiao Yujing temporarily named the move he came up with.

Immediately, the breeze in the field suddenly turned into a hurricane and swept towards him, and Xiao Yujing's expression was solemn.

His hands seemed to be raised slowly, but the Fire Chaos in his hands was filled with countless afterimages, just because Xiao Yujing was wielding the Fire Chaos too fast, it looked like it was slow.

The next moment, all the hurricanes were pulled by the long sword in Xiao Yujing's hand and flew out towards the top of Xiao Yujing's head, and Xiao Yujing was unharmed.

Although it is a little late to comprehend now, Xiao Yujing is still successful, no matter how fast the wind blows, Xiao Yujing can still stand in the field with a calm demeanor.

From time to time, a sword qi slashed out from his hand, rushing to a corner where there was no one, but the next moment it was a sword net blocking in front of him.

He didn't deliberately chop the breeze, but guided the wind, changing course in front of him in the direction of the sword net.

The more Feng Qian looked at it, the more frightened he became, and then he smiled bitterly and said to Xiao Yujing, "Your talent is really terrifying, you have cracked my Wind World so quickly." "