Feng Qiuyan replied: "The first thing is to solve the problem of physical strength and vitality. This problem can be made up for by some skills that can restore vitality. But even if it is a skill that can restore vitality, it is impossible to completely restore vitality. The consumption of physical strength is also a problem. Fortunately, after I read a lot of classics, I finally thought of a way, which is to support war with war."
"How to support war with war?" Zhou Wen knew what this word meant, but during war, support war with war, that was because there was time to rest.
After being surrounded by a single person, there is no time to rest and recuperate at all. How can we support the battle with battle
"First reduce your own consumption, and then seize the enemy's vitality..." Feng Qiuyan said, waving the life and soul knife in his hand. There seemed to be some kind of strange magic power on the life and soul knife. The vitality was sucked into the blade.
"You...you can..." Zhou Wen didn't know what to say. This kind of ability to devour other people's vitality is very rare.
Zhou Wen also saw that Xia Jiuhuang had used it before, and Feng Qiuyan was second, so he didn't know how he learned it.
Feng Qiuyan said again: "The second step is to solve the problem of being beaten by groups. It took me a long time to come up with a new sword technique. I ask the coach for advice."
"Then come on." Zhou Wen was looking forward to Feng Qiuyan's saber technique.
Feng Qiuyan held the Life Soul Knife with an extremely serious expression, said a word of caution, raised the knife and slashed at Zhou Wen, the knife energy broke out, like an invisible sky-slashing blade, and slashed at Zhou Wen head-on down.
Although this knife is strong enough, much stronger than Feng Qiuyan's previous knife technique, it has not changed qualitatively. Zhou Wen used the Flying Immortal from Heaven and dodged to avoid Feng Qiuyan's knife.
Feng Qiuyan didn't care so much, he slashed continuously with one knife after another, and the knife energy poured down like a rolling river, one knife was more ruthless than one knife, and one knife was faster than one knife.
Zhou Wen had to admit that Feng Qiuyan's sword skills were indeed top-notch. If the epic level hadn't restricted him, this knife skill might even be promoted to the god level.
Feng Qiuyan has completely shed the youthfulness, hesitation and lack of self-confidence before. The knife seems to have become a whole with him. He can be passionate and unrestrained.
It can cut mountains with one knife, and can also carve patterns on tofu.
Fast and slow, light and heavy are all controlled just right. When it should be desperate, it can explode infinitely, and when it should be restrained, it can completely restrain its edge.
Zhou Wen felt that if Feng Qiuyan continued to practice this saber technique, he should be able to advance to the god level like his Flying Immortal.
However, Zhou Wen didn't see how Feng Qiuyan's saber technique could deal with group fights after looking around. His saber technique still only supported single fights.
"No!" Zhou Wen felt something, and when he was using the Flying Immortal to dodge Feng Qiuyan's attack, he switched to Prison King Zunming Soul, making his eight senses extremely sharp.
"So that's it, he's really a formidable guy." Zhou Wen had already discovered the secret of Feng Qiuyan's saber technique.
Feng Qiuyan's saber energy was criss-crossing, and one knife was stronger than one knife. After cutting an unknown number of knives, Feng Qiuyan suddenly withdrew the knife and backed away, staring at Zhou Wen with sharp eyes and said, "Coach, you have to be careful."
As he said that, Feng Qiuyan held the handle of the knife with both hands, his body was full of knife energy, and his long hair and clothes flew around with the knife energy.
The previously broken saber aura quickly condensed, and around Feng Qiuyan, complete saber aura condensed one after another, forming a huge saber array, all the saber aura pointed at Zhou Wen, densely packed, I don't know how many there are.
"What's this move called?" Zhou Wen looked at Feng Qiuyan and asked.
"This is the inspiration I got from watching an ancient video work, coupled with my own research and transformation. In the video work, the trick is called Wan Jian Guizong. I call this trick Wan Jian. Sword pilgrimage." Feng Qiuyan's hand holding the knife began to tremble a little.
The soul knife in his hand is connected with all the energy of the knife, and if it is above one knife, it bears the power of ten thousand swords.
Although it is a bit exaggerated to say so, there are still thousands of knives.
"Do your best, let me see how powerful your move is." Zhou Wen said seriously.
"Coach, please be careful." Feng Qiuyan couldn't hold on anymore, and slashed at Zhou Wen with a knife.
With the power of his sword, the dense sword energy rushed down violently like a river of swords falling from the sky.
The dense sword energy poured down, Zhou Wen swayed left and right in the river of swords, like a ghost, his figure left phantoms in the air, the sword energy cut through the phantoms, but never touched Zhou Wen's body.
The violent saber energy never touched his body, and all of them flew over, chopping on the rocks behind Zhou Wen.
Boom! Boom!
The rocks, which were tens of meters high, were cut into pieces by the dense sword energy, and collapsed into countless rubbles. However, until the last wave of sword energy passed by, Zhou Wen still stood unscathed in front of the collapsed rocks.
Feng Qiuyan didn't feel discouraged because Zhou Wen dodged his Wandao pilgrimage, on the contrary, he stared at Zhou Wen with burning eyes, his mind was completely occupied by Zhou Wen's agility of dodging Wandao pilgrimage just now.
Holding the knife, Feng Qiuyan stood there, staring at Zhou Wen. The momentum that should have fallen after using a move of ten thousand swords to make a pilgrimage, not only did not fall back, but even increased.
Zhou Wen's expression also became serious, and he pressed his hand on the handle of the bamboo knife.
When Feng Qiuyan's aura reached its peak, the whole person suddenly relaxed, the fierce and domineering aura on his body seemed to disappear all of a sudden, as if he had become an ordinary person, with a strange smile on his face.
At this time, Feng Qiuyan seemed to be a devout believer, and he wanted to use the knife in his hand to pay homage to the sacred in his heart, but apart from being devout, he couldn't feel any murderous intent or hostility from him.
It seems that what he holds in his hand is not a murder weapon, but a sacred weapon dedicated to the gods.
Finally, the knife in Feng Qiuyan's hand moved again. There was no domineering knife light, nor a fierce knife aura. Zhou Wen had never seen a person who could use the knife so cleanly, holy, and so artistically.
It seemed that he was not killing people, but completing a redemption.
Almost at the moment Feng Qiuyan pulled out the saber, Zhou Wen's hand holding the bamboo saber also moved, and the Flying Immortal without the slightest aura of fireworks passed Feng Qiuyan like an elegant fairy.
The sound of the sword sounding like a dragon's chant lasted for a long time. If you distinguish it carefully, you will find that the sound of the sword sound came from two different knives.
Click!
The dragon scale armor on Zhou Wen's chest cracked a knife mark, and almost at the same time, a knife mark appeared on Feng Qiuyan's chest, and on the exposed muscle, there was a thin bloodstain, oozing traces of blood. blood.