died
Long Wan'er's heart was beating wildly, and she didn't even care about the fire that had just been lit. She stood up with a pale face. She could naturally see that just now Ye Feng could have avoided it, but he insisted on standing in front for her sake. That's why - between Lihua and Long Wan'er, blood was splattered, like a hell on earth.
The whirlwind of the heavenly sword of the perverted man Pear Blossom is still going on, illuminated by the faint light of the stars and the moon, showing a hellish reflection in the deep dark pool on the side.
But soon, both of them discovered something was wrong at the same time.
That is, the blood splashed out does not seem to be real? When it touched the two of them, it was like mist, disappearing lightly. Even Ye Feng's body, which was crushed into pieces by the whirlwind of the Heavenly Sword, became lighter and lighter.
"No, it's an afterimage?"
The perverted man Lihua felt awe-inspiring and saw through Ye Feng's tricks, but then he revealed a sinister smile on his lips and stared at Long Wan'er who was very close at hand.
Although the reality of the afterimage and blood was unexpected and almost deceived him, strength is strength, and you will not win by just relying on some tricks.
"Boy, since you used the afterimage to escape, this little beauty belongs to me!"
Licking his lips with a scarlet tongue, the Lihua Tiandao whirlwind rotated at a high speed and continued to move forward, sweeping towards Long Wan'er, intending to twist her into pieces!
At this moment, Long Wan'er's pupils shrank, she stood up and wanted to jump away, but with her legs injured, there was no way to escape!
At the critical moment, Ye Feng's figure quietly appeared ten meters behind Lihua. With a wave of the zhenqi sword in his hand, a sharp ice-blue sword energy broke through the airflow under the starlight and disappeared in a flash!
puff!
There was the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh, followed by a piece of blood flying out from the sword light. The sword light stopped for a moment, and one of the long knives flew up and fell into the grass nearby with a clang.
"Ah!"
Pear Blossom's screams suddenly echoed through the night sky.
When the sword light stopped, Long Wan'er finally saw the situation clearly, only to see that one of Lihua's arms had been severed at the shoulder level and fell to the ground bloody. Her face was hideous and terrifying, and she was obviously experiencing unparalleled pain!
"How is that possible? Sword energy, sword energy!"
Lihua staggered back and glanced at Ye Feng's masked face, a look of fear on his face.
That was sword energy just now, it can’t be wrong!
In the martial arts world, most people can only fight at close quarters. Except for two types of people, the first are those who are good at concealed weapons, and the second are strong men who can release their inner energy and display sword energy, sword energy, etc.!
For example, Long Wan'er's father, Long Moran, the head of the Long family, is a strong man who can release sword energy. Fifty years of cultivation is not fun.
However, there are only a handful of guys in the world who can release their inner energy. Who is this masked man
He didn't know that Ye Feng was different from others in that he cultivated true energy. They don’t even know that true energy and inner energy are different.
The reason why inner qi is called "inner qi" is because it is difficult to release it externally. It can only be attached to the body or weapons to enhance its power.
But true energy is a power that matches nature. Most of the principles of celestial magic are to release true energy externally, which resonates with the power of nature between heaven and earth, thereby producing effects.
The principles of the two are fundamentally different.
So Lihua was afraid. Facing a strong man who could use sword energy, he, a swordsman with only fifteen years of cultivation, could not be his opponent!
He didn't want to avenge Haitang anymore. He picked up the bloody severed arm, held a long knife, and ran away from the valley as fast as possible and escaped.
He was really afraid that if Ye Feng sent him another sword energy, he wouldn't be able to dodge it.
Fortunately, Ye Feng watched him escape and did not wave his sword energy again.
Ye Feng also wants to hunt down the opponent, but he must know that it is not his style to eliminate evil and leave a threat to himself. But the problem is that now, he has no way to display the sword energy just now, and he has no strength to chase the opponent.
The dragon-slaying sword technique was the message that was transmitted to his mind from the ancient dragon sword ring at that moment. The first move was the most basic sword energy, nothing fancy. He just released a burst of sword energy and emptied all the energy in Ye Feng's body.
"The inheritance of the dragon sword is all in the ancient ring..."
Ye Feng gasped, and the orange-red zhenqi sword in his hand disappeared. Without the continuous condensation of true energy, the long sword would not exist and turn into nothingness.
Ye Feng understood the first Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique in just an instant and successfully executed it. It was absolutely shocking to people who heard about it. What kind of talent is this
However, for Ye Feng, this was completely normal.
When he was in the world of immortality, why did the famous Ice Fairy Su Feiying fall in love with him and accept him as a disciple? There is only one reason, and that is - he is a genius!
The strength of an immortal cultivator is certainly related to the level of cultivation, but each person's talent for cultivating immortality also plays a decisive role.
For some people, it would take them several days or even dozens of days to master ordinary magic tricks such as blindfolding, hypnosis, and Dragon Turtle Breathing Technique, but for Ye Feng, it only took a moment.
People with high talents can not only comprehend magic quickly, but also at a deeper level. The power of performing the same magic is much more powerful than others, and can even produce terrifying effects.
In the world of immortal cultivation, every immortal technique has its own levels. People with low talents can only cultivate to the first level, but people with high talents can cultivate to the second and third levels...
I don’t know if there is such a saying in the martial arts world...
Ye Feng coughed twice, and finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on the ground. On his thigh and chest, there were two wounds that were deep enough to show bone and dripping with blood.
Lihua's double-sword whirlwind should not be underestimated. It caused great damage to him in an instant. If the fight continued, Ye Feng would never be his opponent. Fortunately, the perverted man was scared away after one of his arms was broken by the sword energy. .
"Hey, how are you!"
Under the faint starlight, as smoke curled up from the kitchen, Long Wan'er hurriedly staggered over, worried about the man who was still standing in front of her despite risking his life.
When she saw more than a dozen wounds, large and small, on his body, as well as knife wounds deep into the bone on his chest and right leg, she was heartbroken.
"It's okay, cough..."
Ye Feng was a little amused. Is this girl really captured by him
"When dad comes, follow me back to Long's house."
Miss Long Wan'er lost her temper, frowned, and said in a tone that left no room for doubt. Such an injury can be completely healed as long as you return to the Long family and take a few months of training.
In her imagination, as long as her father comes, everything will be over. When the time comes to take him back, with his talent, his father will surely like him, right
only…
"Also, take off the mask. I won't think you are ugly."
Long Wan'er glared at him and said angrily.
Unfortunately, Ye Feng was destined to disappoint her with these two requirements. It's impossible for him to take off his mask, let alone go back to Long's house with him. Otherwise, God knows what will happen