The wind Wuhen moved.

The sword turned into a shadow, and followed the footwork before the rushing forward, he rushed towards Sun Jian like lightning from top to bottom.

The sword light was dazzling, and Sun Jian was completely enveloped. The person on the spot was as smart as Wen Hu and Wen Bao, and he could not see Feng Wuhen's sword across the sword. The subtle changes between the sword raising and the rapid splitting were naturally not able to see where the sword would fall.

This is Feng Wuhen’s true kung fu.

Seeing this scene, Wen Bao shouted about luck, and Wen Hu had completely lost the courage to compete with Feng Wuhen. Although he hoped that Sun Jian would win, he had to admire Feng Wuhen's swordsmanship high.

They are all warriors. The minds of warriors have always been simple. They come and go quickly. The same is true for hating and admiring people.

At this moment, the people present even became worried about Sun Jian: they were worried about whether Sun Jian could withstand this sword.

This kind of thought was never possible in their minds before, but Feng Wuhen's performance was too amazing, which made them worry about Sun Jian.

When they were worried, Sun Jian used his wrist to force and quickly picked it from bottom to top, and he hit the tip of the sword shadow. The sound of the explosion of energy shocked the audience.

Feng Wuhen took three steps in a row, but Sun Jian, who was born with divine power, did not retreat at all. Instead, he took advantage of the momentum to pounce, waved the heavy sword, and smashed it down at Feng Wuhen.

No one could see the collision of the first move, and it was obvious that Sun Jian had the upper hand. The whole audience suddenly became boiling, and there were endless cheers. I hope Sun Jian could knock Feng Wuhen down in one go.

His family knew his family affairs, but Sun Jian was not as optimistic as the people under the court. He knew that although he had indeed gained a little advantage when he collided with him just now, he was just relying on the advantages of weapons. And according to his expectations, Feng Wuhen should have been shaken away by a ready-to-go blow, and he was attacking with all his strength, but he didn't expect that Feng Wuhen would actually remove his energy so quickly.

Now he has to shoot like an arrow on the string. Once he turns from attack to defense, he will inevitably lose in a very short time.

Sun Jian had the advantage in the scene, but in fact, this advantage was like a tower in the sand, vulnerable. Of course, those present could not tell that their martial arts were too far apart from Sun Jian and Feng Wuhen, and their eyesight was really not very clever.

The black heavy sword fell down fiercely because it was so fast that it was like a dark cloud falling from the sky.

Feng Wuhen shook his wrist and stabbed seven swords in a row. Each sword hit the tip of the sword, making waves of tingling collisions, resounding all over the world.

At this moment, even those with poor eyesight can feel how exquisite Feng Wuhen’s sword technique is and how accurate it is. However, Feng Wuhen’s moves also make the cheering sound of Sun Jian even louder.

Although the Feng Wuhen sword hit the tip of the sword, Sun Jian reduced his strength by one force to ten times, forcing Feng Wuhen to retreat backwards to remove the strength of the energy.

In the martial arts field, Sun Jian's fighting spirit soared into the sky, and his fighting became more and more courageous, and his moves became more and more domineering. Anyone could see that Sun Jian's moves and every move had no change, just like a child writing, but only horizontal, vertical, and horizontal, and horizontal. Sun Jian's only basic moves such as chopping, sweeping and picking.

But these basic moves, combined with Sun Jian's natural divine power and heavy sword, forced Feng Wuhen to resist and not even dodge.

No one can see that Feng Wuhen has controlled the entire audience. However, Feng Wuhen's ability is also admirable.

Many people think that Feng Wuhen will be defeated at any time, but Feng Wuhen is like a butterfly in the net. Although he is restricted, he still spreads his wings and flies, always holding a glimmer of hope. But everyone just thinks that he is still breathing. Just Sun Jian needs another force, and Feng Wuhen can only be defeated.

Feng Wuhen fought and retreated, but Sun Jian attacked like a tiger, launching a killer move towards the storm and destroying the tender grass. However, the hurricane passed by the hills and the grass remained. The martial arts field was destroyed, but Feng Wuhen remained standing.

At this point, Sun Jian, who was not stupid, understood that this battle was completely under Feng Wuhen's control. Once he launched an attack, he would no longer have the ability to use static to control his movements, but could only use force to break the tricks.

It is not impossible to break tricks with strength, but every move does not hit the vital point. How can you break tricks with strength? Although Feng Wuhen seems to fall down at this moment, he is actually a cunning rabbit in the three caves. As long as Sun Jian does not hit the vital point, Feng Wuhen will have the strength to dodge and fight.

This is already very terrifying. The most serious thing is that Sun Jian found that he could no longer stop the offensive. Once the offensive stopped, it would inevitably attract Feng Wuhen to all directions, mercury storm-like counterattack, and he would inevitably be defeated.

Although Sun Jian was still fighting spirit, his heart was very heavy. He suddenly realized that he had lost from the beginning.

"If you don't attack after the first move, it's better." Sun Jian was upset, but it was useless at this moment. Fortunately, he was a brave man. Although he knew that he had only one plan to lose, he still tried his best.

No matter what the victory or defeat is, he must do his best to leave no regrets.

Sun Jian waved seventeen more moves, and Feng Wuhen looked increasingly difficult to support, and even made people feel embarrassed when he resisted, but he never fell down.

At this time, Feng Wuhen had won the respect of everyone. They were originally jealous of Feng Wuhen, but now they were completely admired. They hoped that Sun Jian would work harder and end the duel that tortured Feng Wuhen quickly.

If Sun Jian knew what they were thinking at this time, he would definitely curse: It’s not me torture him, but he torture me.

Sun Jian was born with divine power, but he was unable to stop this battle by swinging such a heavy sword for such a long time, but he could not stop. If he didn't attack, his energy would inevitably lead to Feng Wuhen's full-scale counterattack.

This battle has long been out of Sun Jian's control, and under Feng Wuhen's control.

Feng Wuhen thought that the time had come, and his wrist had gone through, and the sword turned into a cold star, and he was harder on the heavy sword.

Sun Jian suddenly felt as if his arm was struck by lightning and almost couldn't catch the sword. The next second, he retreated seven or eight steps with the man and the sword before stabilizing his body.

When retreating, Sun Jian secretly called out bad things.

He knew that the offensive was broken, and Feng Wuhen would inevitably face a full-scale counterattack. He also suddenly realized that he had underestimated Feng Wuhen, and Feng Wuhen had the ability to break his offensive anytime and anywhere.

At this moment, Sun Jian was convinced and understood that he had lost this battle.

But what happened next was beyond his expectations.

Feng Wuhen, who should have had his full counterattack, retreated more than ten steps, and when he was immobilized, he was a little staggering.

His family knew about his own people. He knew very well that when he was not strong enough, it was impossible to hit Feng Wuhen so hard. There was only one possibility.

Just as Sun Jian was thinking about the lightning, Feng Wuhen had already put his sword in the sheath and bowed, "Thank you, Brother Sun, for giving me some face."

Everyone was stunned, waiting for Sun Jian to teach Feng Wuhen a lesson, but they didn't expect Feng Wuhen to say this. They were stunned for a moment and burst into thunderous cheers.

Feng Wuhen's words are equivalent to admitting defeat. How could they not cheer for Sun Jian's victory? After the battle just now, although everyone admired Feng Wuhen, Feng Wuhen was a new member after all, and they hoped that Sun Jian would win.

When you get what you want, you will naturally burst into thunderous cheers.

Wenhu and Wenbao rushed towards Sun Jian first, and a group of people surrounded Sun Jian.

Feng Wuhen smiled slightly and turned around and left.

Sun Jian looked at Feng Wuhen's back, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but he was surrounded by everyone and could only withdraw his gaze and swallow what he wanted to say.

Feng Wuhen had a faint smile on his lips, and he had no effect on what had happened just now. He could indeed win this battle just now, and he could even end the battle in ten moves, but there was no need.

He and Sun Jian are not enemies, nor do they dislike each other, and he doesn't want to establish his power with Sun Jian, so why did Sun Jian lose face? Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to be in trouble in the next five years.

He doesn't like trouble, and he doesn't like to cause trouble for himself. So the draw is the best ending.

Of course, the news also reached the old man immediately. The old man still did not express any comments on this, but just sighed heavily.

I don’t know if he is regretful or relieved, maybe he has it all.

Feng Wuhen retracted his thoughts and walked out of Sun's mansion.

His mission came down and killed a man called Vengeance.

Time, three months.

This is his first mission, and perhaps the last time.
Chapter completed!