World of Warcraft Sword Saint

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　　 Aohao patted the grass clippings on his body as if he didn't care, but his heart had already turned upside down.

　　 "It's weird, so tough."

　　 As the person involved, Aohao knew best how he felt when the two swords met.

A strange energy quickly invaded along the intersection of the two swords, and hit his chest heavily. If it hadn't been for decades of combat experience, he would let himself guilty like a conditioned reflex. I'm afraid that this blow can make myself suffer serious injuries.

　　 The former Excalibur did not seem to have the slightest resistance in front of the ordinary epee, and let the energy rush.

Aohao and the Wind Cleaving Sword have been together for decades, and he has no doubts about its solidity. However, such weird things happened today, which made him doubt the Wind Cleaving Sword. At the same time, he also had a lot of fear for Liu Feng's even more bizarre vindictiveness.

　　 waved the split wind in his hand, Ohao slowly suppressed the horror in his heart, and once again returned to his pre-fight mental state.

　　 looked at the ordinary young man standing with his hands in the distance, and smiled: "Good strength, qualified to be so arrogant."

　　 Liu Feng nodded lightly, accepting the compliment of the famous star powerhouse who "the sun never sets".

　　 The iron sword in his right hand, slightly raised, in a gesture of continuing to fight.

　　Ohao saw this and raised his head to the sky and laughed: "Okay, good boy, courageous, courageous, and capable."

　　 There are three characters of "有" in a row, and the taste of appreciation is very strong. It seems that in his heart, Liu Feng has been regarded as a person of the same level.

　　 gradually stopped laughing, and held the splitting sword with both hands again, the original aura of a little exhaustion, soaring sharply, actually faintly materialized, rolling the surrounding grass of more than ten meters into the sky.

　　 As long as it reaches the ninth-order star realm, the color of vindictiveness will turn against the ancients and become the color of one's own life and vindictiveness.

　　 And Aohao, the cyan vindictiveness, shows its attributes: it represents speed. . . wind.

　　 Liu Feng squinted his black pupils and looked at Aohao, who was even more powerful in the past. Although he was shocked, he was not afraid, but had an urge to try.

　　 took a deep breath and suppressed the violent fighting spirit in his heart.

　　The decisive battle between the strong is in a moment, any unhelpful emotions should be temporarily abandoned at this time.

　　 "Fight!!!"

　　 A low drink resounded fiercely, resounding across the prairie.

　　 Looking at the depths of Liu Feng's black pupils, the warfare that seemed to be burning, Aohao split his mouth in excitement, revealing a warlike smile.

　　 With a violent force on the ground with his right foot, the person disappeared instantly.

　　 A huge sword suddenly appeared on Liu Feng's side, and cut it sharply towards his neck.

　　 Liu Feng raised the corner of his mouth and moved his right foot back slightly.

　　 The sharp blade of the sword ran across Liu Feng's neck with a fierce grudge, and brought up a small **** of black hair.

　　 The iron sword wrapped around the rough big hand holding the giant sword tightly like a poisonous snake.

　　 Liu Feng didn't know how to use swordsmanship, but he remembered a sentence on the earth: the world martial arts, only fast is not broken.

　　Speed, this is the unique swordsmanship that Liu Feng pursues.

Already felt the transparent sword gang attached to the ordinary iron sword, and the inexplicable power hidden in it, O'hao didn't dare to be careless, chopped the wind horizontally in his hand, and shouted violently: "Vengeful spirit strikes. "

　　"A grudge crit. A powerful trick that can only be used by the star powerhouse, which can instantly increase the grudge by 30%.

　　The vindictiveness on the Wind Splitting Sword swelled again, and a cyan mark was drawn in the void in front of him, and then he slashed heavily on the seemingly fragile iron sword.

　　 One side is a legendary weapon: the God-killing Wind Splitting Sword.

　　One side is an ordinary iron sword that can be seen everywhere in the shop.

　　The gap between the sky and the earth, if it were in peacetime, Aohao would definitely have the confidence to chop a hundred such iron swords into pieces.

　　 But, now, a faint thought came out in my heart: "The iron sword will not break. Be careful of its counterattack."

The idea of ​​　　 was a little absurd, but Ohao firmly believed it.

　　The huge sword sandwiched huge power, pressing the iron sword out of an absolutely thrilling arc, but at the last moment, it was firmly stabilized where it was about to be.

　　 This trick was used to resist, Liu Feng used to fight Sophie, but now, it seems to be more perfect and rounder.

　　 Liu Feng behind the Iron Sword smiled and blinked at Ohao.

　　 Then in Ohao's startled gaze, his right foot moved lightly. This foot is like an antelope hanging on a horn, an eagle hits the sky, with no routine to find, and this was originally Liu Feng's intention.

　　 This foot was printed on his chest fiercely and accurately.

"boom."

　　 There was a muffled sound of physical contact.

　　 is another two figures, quickly separated from one.

　　 Liu Feng looked at the torn clothes on his chest, and was amazed by how quickly he responded to Aohao.

I know the speed of my kick, but I don’t know how to do it, but I can’t say politely that I came into a different world with my kick just now and got the best kick. If I ask myself to do it again now. , There is a great possibility that you won’t be able to kick it out.

　　 And Aohao was able to turn the tide when the weapon was held by him, and he was able to turn the wind splitting sword into a threat to him.

　　 "Good skill." Aohao in the distance patted the shoe print on his chest, feeling a little excited and bitter in his heart.

　　 I was excited about being able to meet such a good opponent, but the pain was that after playing for a long time, although no one had the upper hand, I always seemed to be a little embarrassed.

　　 Liu Feng was upset, his eyes were staring at Ohao.

The meaning of 　　 is obvious, "Fight again."

　　 Seeing the unconcealed fighting spirit in Liu Feng's eyes, Aohao's heart is also hot. How many years has it been? How many years hasn't been so much fun?

　　 I am not a peace-loving person, the blood flowing in the body hides the hobby of war.

　　'S eyes blazed brightly, and he shouted: "War."

　　 The wind is moving and the clouds are moving, everything is silent.

　　 The huge aura of the two suddenly rose again on the prairie.

　　 set off the lazy clouds above the sky.

　　 is so far apart, in the eyes of the two of them, it is just a blink of an eye.

　　 On the prairie, the sound of double swords clashing constantly sounded.

　　 Two silhouettes flashed occasionally, attacking each other fiercely.

　　The soft grass layer was lifted by countless layers by the two until it revealed the brown soil layer hidden deep underneath.

　　 The two fought together again, and then quickly separated, each ejected tens of meters away, faintly guarded.

　　 The two of them were already in tatters and looked a little embarrassed, but the expressions on their faces didn't show a trace of decadence, only nothing. . . Excitement and enthusiasm for fighting.

　　 (Small congratulations, I had an aftershock last night, it turned out to be a misfortune, and it’s updated again today, quack, big guys, vote for it, let’s collect it, thank you potato, hee hee.)