Left burst empty!

The moment Feng Han performs his stunt, his pupils dilate and emit strange light. This is already a sign of his strength.

Even the aorta on the side of his neck and the blood vessels exposed on the back of his hands expanded and contracted, blood flowed in large amounts and quickly, and his physical energy was exhausted.

Buzz!——

One knife out!

His figure seemed to disappear in an instant.

The left-hand sword that intimidated Heidao passed through more than a dozen arcs like a violent storm, but these dozen arcs converged into one at the moment when Xiang Jiang exerted his strength.

The tip of the knife pointed at Jiang Dali's throat.

"kill!--"

It was as if there was a silent killing sound accompanied by the outbreak of murderous intent.

The strong murderous aura rushed over, making one feel like falling into an ice cave, and the blood in the whole body seemed to freeze.

Jiang Dali only felt that he had just avoided Feng Han's sharp angle of the knife, and felt another stabbing pain in his throat, like needle pricks on his skin.

The light of the knife was like a cold star, rushing towards his throat, and the cold intention of the knife was even more heart-stopping.

"Good sword skills!"

Jiang Dali roared wildly and laughed instead of being surprised.

At that moment, he turned around, and his arm fell on the long handle of the huge golden knife behind his back. As he turned around, he suddenly pulled out half of it.

There was a loud clang!

Feng Han's left-hand sword happened to collide with Jiang Dali's half-drawn golden-backed sword.

The cold sword light was like a sea of ​​ice hitting the mountain.

Feng Han felt the palm of his hand holding the knife shake wildly, and felt a numb and sharp pain. He suddenly knew in his heart the weight of the big knife on the opponent's back. He took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, the blade passing by like a chef unloading an ox.

There was a harsh metal friction trill, followed by an explosion of sparks.

The moment Feng Han's figure passed by, his left foot landed in a half-turn like a hungry leopard, swooping down on the rich food. The knife in his left hand once again drew an arc at a tricky angle, cutting Xiang Jiang Dali.

However, at that moment, Jiang Dali's body tilted, and the big knife behind him drew a semicircle and was completely pulled out, as if a thunderbolt streaked across the sky. Under the swing of his bulging arm muscles, the big knife was as angry as a giant pillar.

Smashed down.

Before they even hit each other, the air began to vibrate and explode, and the power it unleashed was already terrifying.

"Brute strength is not the skill of the sword!"

Feng Han smiled disdainfully, the light of his sword changed, and he was about to penetrate through the gap with his skill.

He expected that the other party would not be able to flexibly use the sword in this way, but it only looked powerful on the surface.

But then the idea was born.

Jiang Dali's momentum suddenly surged, and Ang Zang's body suddenly rose three feet like a string of exploding beans.

An aura of destruction suddenly erupted, and the huge golden knife suddenly accelerated, turning like a wind wheel as flexibly as it swept past!

boom--

A blazing and terrifying thick sword energy swept out like a thousand armies, half-circling out, and passed by Feng Han's shocked eyes.

"ah!!--"

Feng Han suddenly let out a loud shout, and the top of his head instantly erupted with white smoke due to the extreme use of his skills. His body was spinning and slashing like a top with the light of the sword in his left hand.

The spectators around him seemed to be unable to see anything for a moment. All they could see was the light and shadow of swords in front of their eyes, and the roar of swords and the roar of swords filled their ears, making them all horrified.

Dang Dang Dang Dang——

Feng Han's body rotated like a top, slashing out more than a dozen swords in an instant, and the energy of the swords spread out in all directions like light.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

More than a dozen swords seemed to turn into one sword and passed by almost instantly, blocking Jiang Dali's sweeping sword energy.

It looks like two tops, one large and one small, spinning in different directions, colliding, erupting with fierce energy and sparks, and finally popping apart!

Feng Han groaned and retreated violently. The mouth of the left hand holding the knife was cracked and stained with blood.

"It is indeed a left-handed sword, and I can use it to slash the chasm with anger!!"

At this moment, Jiang Dali's demon-like figure came angrily with a huge golden sword!

Buzz!!!

A terrifying sword energy that was as thick as one and a half feet dazzled everyone's eyes.

The space was almost stagnant at this moment, and then was violently torn apart!

The sentimental sword intention was released at that moment, erupting into a special artistic conception that was extremely contagious and powerful.

Just like winter passes and spring comes, flowers fade and bloom.

A river of spring water flows eastward, and no one can stop it!

Feng Han was struck by the knife intent in the blink of an eye, and his mind was in a trance, as if he had returned to the good times he had with his mistress Gong Rongyue.

In an instant, the terrifying sword energy was approaching accompanied by exclamations.

"not good!!"

Feng Han woke up with a sharp shiver all over his body, and the tyrannical sword energy was like a dragon killing him in his chest.

He is worthy of being one of the few masters on the Black List. Even in such a bad situation, his reaction is still first-class appropriate and quick. He just screamed, twisted his waist, and held the knife in his left hand at an incredible angle.

Bang!!

The treasured sword in his hand, the Heavenly Soldier, was instantly chopped and dented.

Even Feng Han's strong chest, which was as strong as a steel bar, was suddenly split open and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

But he was still extremely calm. The moment his back hit the ground, he suddenly rolled and knelt up, avoiding the unabated sword energy. He held the heavenly weapon in his bloody left hand and struck out with the sword again.

Jiang Dali came to kill him with a golden sword almost at the same time.

boom!!

His footsteps stepped on the ground, as if trampled by a giant statue, and the ground shook with an astonishing force.

"cut!!"

The sword reaches the sky!

The moment the third sword fell, the sentimental sword intention and the sentimental sword energy turned into a huge force field and acted on Feng Han's body.

boom!--

Feng Han felt as if the void around him had turned into a viscous liquid, squeezing him crazily. Every move he made consumed more energy than usual, and his nimble movements became abnormally sluggish.

However, he had long anticipated that the enemy would take the initiative and stabbed out with a knife, still firmly following the original trajectory, stabbing out firmly and slowly in the air that seemed to be squeezed like an iron plate.

With every inch of thrust, Feng Han's face became rosier, sweat flowed like syrup, his half-kneeling body couldn't help but tremble, and his mind and body were under great pressure.

This knife was very precise, without any deviation, and the angle changed even half a minute, and it hit the side of the golden knife blade that Jiang Dali had dropped.

It looked like Jiang Dali slashed with a knife in anger. He had already seen through the trajectory, and even saw through the flaws and vitality in this knife.

There was a sonorous explosion!

The moment the knife in his hand touched the side of the golden knife blade.

The golden knife moved across.

A strand of hair fluttered in the air.

Feng Han's body was also struck by lightning, his arms were in severe pain, and the sword and heavenly weapon suddenly flew out of his hand as the bones of his hand shifted.

His whole body was blown away by a strong impact, and his body was like a kicked ball. He was knocked to the ground and tumbled several times before falling to the ground with a "thud".

At that time, his face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his clothes, and he almost fainted. When he looked up at Jiang Dali again, his eyes were filled with an incredible look.

Miserable failure!

An unprecedented defeat!

Such a disastrous failure.

In addition to what he had experienced from the one who was number one on the black list, Fuyu Jianlang Fanyun.

So far, no one has been able to defeat him so cleanly.

Even the opponent's sword skills cannot be said to be very sophisticated. Many flaws in the sword skills can be anticipated and eliminated by him in advance.

However, even so, he still failed miserably.

Because although the opponent's sword technique is not exquisite, it is clumsy yet skillful, extremely powerful, and unstoppable.

He had previously wanted to use cleverness to overcome force, but he felt that the opponent would not be able to use such a heavy sword flexibly, and would be severely restrained by him in terms of speed and changes of the sword, so he would easily defeat him.

But the opponent's momentum increased at that moment, and his strength seemed to increase dramatically.
To be continued...