Chapter One Thousand and Twenty Do you know dog-fighting swordsmanship?
Shi Wushuang narrowed his eyes, and it was difficult to hide the killing intent on his face.
His hand had slowly landed on his sword box, and a murderous ripple suddenly exploded under his feet.
"Boy, do you want to compete with me for this position?"
Luo Feng raised his eyebrows when he saw this.
As the saying goes, we don't cause trouble, but we are definitely not afraid of it.
Seeing that the other party had already made murderous intentions, and seeing that this was also an excellent opportunity to climb the mountain, Luo Feng did not hide it.
"Opportunities are equal. Since this old man sees that I am a peerless genius in learning swordsmanship, I don't think I need to refuse the old man's kindness."
Shi Wushuang smiled, and his smile was very contemptuous.
"You just said that you are a genius in learning swordsmanship. Have you asked me if I have the Iron Sword Sword Box?"
"Iron Sword Sword Box?" Luo Feng had never even heard of it. He touched his nose, broke off a branch from his side, and said leisurely, "Then have you heard of my name?"
"Twigs?" Shi Wushuang frowned and his face became even colder, "What are you talking about?"
"What I call dog-beating swordsmanship!"
"boom!"
A cyclone exploded angrily at Shi Wushuang's feet, sending grass clippings all over the sky and sweeping in all directions.
"How dare you play tricks on me!"
"So what if I'm playing tricks on you?" Luo Feng turned to look at the old man with white hair, "Senior, if I defeat your descendants today, you won't give me small shoes, right?"
The old man with white hair was stunned for a moment, then he held his beard and laughed, "Ignorant junior, if you can defeat a descendant like me, it is because your skills are inferior to others, but let me remind you, your branches are not good, do you need me to pick you up?"
The dragon bird in your hand?"
Luo Feng shook his head, and immediately looked at the old man halfway up the mountain, "Old man, I defeated him openly, can you teach me the tips?"
The old man pondered. He was just out of anger before. After thinking about it carefully, he said, "Let me see if you have the qualifications first. So far, no one has been able to get my approval."
"Okay, then I will be the first person you recognize today," Luo Feng said, placing the branch in a circle and saying to Shi Wushuang, "I heard that your test result was nine S, right?
The basic conditions must be so excellent that they are almost impeccable.”
"In this case, you should know what kind of opponent you are facing, you! You have no chance of winning."
"But what I want to tell you is that actual combat is the most important thing. Unfortunately, I have also learned swordsmanship for a few years. If you can force me out of this circle, I will count you as the winner."
"Hmph, then you should be ready!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Wushuang's right palm suddenly slapped on his iron box sword case.
Suddenly, the sword box opened like a phoenix spreading its wings, and then a flying sword burst out and shot straight into the sky.
The terrifying sword energy cut through the void and turned into a long dragon and struck towards Luo Feng standing on the ground.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so wonderful." Luo Feng felt the skill of the opponent's sword, but he didn't care.
They only saw the willow branch in Luo Feng's hand suddenly streaking through the void as everyone thought that Luo Feng was bound to die.
This sword is even more sophisticated and ruthless, and it is extremely domineering.
The sword energy spread across all directions, and the soldiers split the long dragon in the void into two with a devastating force.
The flying sword vibrated violently in the void and immediately bounced back to Shi Wushuang's feet.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the old man with white hair and the old man halfway up the mountain, who were originally very indifferent, lit up.
"This boy is very skilled in swordsmanship!"
As a sword master, why couldn't he see that this sword was absolutely superior to that of his descendants?
"Shuang'er, what are you waiting for? The opportunity is right in front of you. Use the Twelve Swords of Iron Slaughter!"
"Whoa!"
The long sword broke out of the box, and twelve rare swords with different shapes turned into meteors. The terrifying sword energy covered the sky, and the void shook.
"You forced me!" Shi Wushuang's eyes were filled with coldness as he pushed his arms toward the open space where Luo Feng was.
The Twelve Swords of the Void responded to it, and the sword energy that tore apart the void turned into an endless stream of popular sword energy and came towards the suppression.
Seeing this scene, Elena was so frightened that she couldn't help but close her eyes, not daring to look at Luo Feng's tragic situation.
But Luo Feng smiled and said, "Your sword style is good, but it's a pity that the sword's strength is still lacking in strength."
"Stop talking big words, take the next step first and then talk!"
Luo Feng shook his head.
Unparalleled in this world, his talent is indeed extremely outstanding.
But it's a pity that he is still young, and his cultivation is probably dependent on family resources, and he has just broken through the Xuan Realm not long ago.
Even Luo Feng could completely suppress it without using the energy of heaven and earth.
Why?
Because although the other party is also a ninth-grade swordsman, he also has the inheritance of the old emperor.
But Luo Feng had one thing that he didn't.
And when Luo Feng uses his own advantages, all of Shi Wushuang's advantages will be invisible.
That is "100% transparent sword intention."
All he saw was Luo Feng stepped forward, and a transparent, void-distorting air flow quickly enveloped his whole body.
And at this moment, Luo Feng seemed to have completely changed.
He becomes like a sword.
At this moment, when man and sword become one, he becomes invincible!
"That is!?"
The old man's eyes narrowed, and even he could not hide his shock towards Luo Feng.
Even the old man halfway up the mountain narrowed his eyes and finally had a serious expression.
"Transparent sword intention!" Shi Wushuang's eyes were full of surprise.
The popular sword group had already arrived on this land, and at the same time Luo Feng moved with the blessing of 100% transparent sword intention.
What's the branch in his hand at this moment, but a magical weapon.
The "Sword of Change", the strongest sword among Luo Feng's twelve swords, actually struck out quickly with a strange technique.
This slash immediately made Shi Wushuang go completely crazy.
"It's so scary that this kid learned my wind-controlling swordsmanship in a short period of time!" The Chinese-haired old man couldn't help but marvel.
"Is this possible? Where did you secretly learn my family's wind-controlling swordsmanship?" Shi Wushuang excitedly took a step forward and asked.
I saw almost synchronized swordsmanship intertwining and fighting in the void, like thousands of armies and horses meeting together.
But what surprised everyone was that Luo Feng's sword power actually suppressed him with a one-sided momentum.
The twelve swords trembled violently in the void, all losing their charm.
"Come here all," Luo Feng grabbed out from the air, and the twelve swords were forcibly withdrawn around his feet, forming a square circle.
The residual sword energy intertwined here, and the scene was completely silent.
It's not that the big bullies the small. Luo Feng doesn't even use Qi, he just relies on his sword skills.
This posture was quite similar to the senior's teachings, so Luo Feng stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Do you accept it or not?"
"How is that possible?" Shi Wushuang said resentfully, "Where did you learn this?"
"He didn't learn, Shuang'er, you lose. He has a clear sword mind and can imitate the opponent's sword skills in a short time. Although it is not eye-catching, he has charm. This person is not something you can deal with."
The old man with white hair in the distance narrowed his eyes and said, "Junior, you can actually understand the meaning of the sword. Who are you?"
Luo Feng played with the branch in his hand and said, "This seems to be kept confidential. When senior asks these questions, do you really want to give me little shoes?"
The old man with white hair was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "Not really, I'm just curious. It's rare for someone at your age in this world to reach such a state, so I'm very curious."
The scene was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, the Eighth Emperor's Sword Master would give such a high evaluation.
Chapter completed!