What Ming Feizhen appeared on was exactly one of the 'Five Supernatural Powers', his mind power in hearing.
It is rumored that if he has cultivated to the highest level of Xintong, he will do his best to do what people think. It really lives up to its name.
But if his mind is focused, with Mr. An's cultivation, even his mind can't work on him. This time it was a series of defeats.
The kind of icy calmness that seems to come from the Nine Netherworld, which has always been able to control everything around with precision to the level of surprise, is one of the reasons why Mr. An was entrusted with the important task. But whether it was being taken away from Diyuan Longtu, or being read and thought by his mind, it should not be a mistake he would make.
Mr. Dark's heart was not disturbed.
He still didn't realize that the sword was taken away, simply because his attention was not on himself at that moment. The real confrontation with Ming Fei was a major event that had to divert his attention. This is true of any blow. If you are not careful, you will find a corpse on the spot. Mr. Dark knows too much about this kind of case.
"Xiao Mingming is really annoying. Not only did he steal someone's sword, but he also made fun of him like that." Mr. An helplessly spread out his hands, twisting his body as if he was being bullied, giving people a strong sense of pretence.
But Ming Feizhen just said lightly.
"What are you talking about? Am I injured? There was still blood." As he spoke, the blood on his chest had stopped, and Ming Feizhen put a bandage on it, almost as if he had never been hurt before.
Mr. An's eyes did not leave Ming Feizhen's injury for a moment, and his tone gradually lost his smile.
"But if you take the sword like this, it's not easy for me to deal with it."
"That's something you should think about yourself, isn't it? If you want me to say, you only have two options left. One is to just go in shame. Two, try it out, and then go in shame. Of course, what I said The meaning of trying is..." Ming Feizhen tied the sword to his waist with a bunch of spider silk, and the moment he raised his head, even though the opponent's true face was covered by the dark side, Ming Feizhen understood that their eyes were right on each other. .
"You have to do some real work."
"what?"
Mr. An said with a smile: "Is it really kung fu? Tsk tsk tsk, it's not possible, it's not possible. I haven't used martial arts for many years. Once this martial arts is put down, it's not easy to pick it up. Let me recall the memories." , seems to be remembering.
But I felt a sudden gust of airflow, neither hurried nor slow, like the wind from the sky. You can almost see the wind, it is as blue as the sky. What is even more surprising is that the wind is upright and bright, without a trace of evil spirits. Completely different from the dark body.
"Master Mingbao, you are young and your martial arts cultivation is so high. It is really admirable. Do you believe that there is such a thing as martial arts genius in the world?"
"I thought you were a philistine, why do you still talk about martial arts so elegantly?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, Mr. An also smiled.
"If I haven't seen you, this question is really an unsolved answer. Anyone who sees you can really understand what a wizard in martial arts is."
Ming Feizhen didn't speak, as if he didn't care.
"However, there is not only one direction in the world. Martial arts are, so are wizards. In this world, there is another kind of martial arts that is completely different from yours."
"I know."
Ming Feizhen's tone was serious, and even the smile he showed was obviously warlike.
"So, am I waiting for you?"
At this moment, Ming Feizhen could almost see through that mask, showing the same belligerent smile.
The black mist-like figure dissipated with the weather, and when it reassembled, it was already beside Mingfei's real body. The flick of a finger is a sword, and the road of the sword is peaceful, and it turns out to be the Buddhist way.
Ming Feizhen flicked the sword strength with his palm, but at the same time he couldn't help but be surprised. This majestic internal force is not only authentic Buddhism, but even the crown of Buddhism internal power. Ming Feizhen is probably more familiar with this internal skill than everyone else in the world, because this is the first internal skill he has learned.
—Yes… Yi Jin Jing
At the moment when Ming Fei's heart was broken, the breeze that slowly blew leisurely, as if Mr. An's figure also melted into the wind, and the more he hit, the faster he hit. The two clashed again like lightning, and their figures split.
Mr. An stopped and said with a smile, "The sword is in hand." The hand that was stretched out was empty. Mr. An said again: "...If I can cut the celestial spider silk around your waist."
The two of them fought just now, and Mr. An used the exact same technique that Ming Feizhen used just now. He was seized by Ming Feizhen at that time, so it should have been too late to see Qing Ming Feizhen's actions. However, in an instant, it is not only clear and useful parts are separated out, but it can even be used for one's own use.
This is indeed a very outstanding - martial arts genius.
Ming Feizhen raised his head slowly, thought carefully about Shicai's fight, and suddenly said.
"do not fight."
Then he turned around like that, took a step, and was about to leave. And while walking, he said, "I took the sword, you can do whatever you want."
Mr. An was stunned for a moment, watching him walk a distance away, instead of chasing after him, he smiled instead.
"It's really rare... Even if you take the sword, you are willing to let me go?"
"You know me."
Ming Fei really stopped.
"Although I don't know who you are, but you are sure of me and recognize me in the past. If I think right, you should know every 'me' in the past."
His words made Mr. An suddenly quiet.
"I can't kill you, I know that very well," Ming Feizhen said.
"Without Diyuan Longtu on your body, your movement will be faster. But I have lost this murderous target, and it is probably difficult to catch up with you."
"But at the same time, you also know that without the sword, you can't kill me. Besides, your "The Eightfold Candle of the Remnant Sword" makes it plausible, and it is still somewhat different from what I have heard. I am afraid that the only thing you can use is only It's just a sword that hasn't been practiced yet. Am I right?"
"But do you think... I'll let you go? I'll have to reveal your identity..."
"It's also good to say it clearly, so you don't get tangled up."
Ming Fei really interrupted him and turned around.
"I'm Mingfeizhen. It's not Wudang's call to the stars, it's not the Demon Sect's scattered gods, it's not the Lord of Yeluo Fortress, and it's not anyone you know or think of me."
"I'm not interested in whatever you're going to do, as long as you do it—don't mess with me."
"...I just go to the rivers and lakes to eat, and the Lord of Mingbao doesn't leave any way for others to survive."
"That's easy."
Ming Feizhen turned his head and continued to walk forward, never looking back this time.
"To survive, get away."
Chapter 151 I'm Back
The night wind was blowing, as if to make the night darker.
And the fire on the ring is getting brighter and brighter.
Some of the people here have dispersed. Such as the Beggar Gang, Wudang, Hanshan Temple and other famous sects, the emperor has ordered please leave first. Report the situation of the masters of the various sects of the Refining God Casting Club. The matter involved the seven crowns of the White King, and Qun Hao did not dare to neglect. The emperor's royal pen signed a customs clearance royal seal for each dispatch to ensure that he would not be killed by Qilinwei on the way, so he left in a hurry.
In the center of the arena, the two masters of supernatural powers next to the Yuan Sheng Emperor were entourage. Lai Jingzhen and Aples were injured at the same time, but as time passed. Relying on amazing resilience, Lai Jingzhen recovered from his injuries, and Aples also remained in half of the state. Even if someone commits another crime, he can still protect the emperor. It is the first time in recent years that there is a grand scene surrounded by such force.
Originally, I planned to wait for the result of the duel between Mr. An and the scumbag. Who knew that the two would never return as if they had disappeared. Because of the long wait, the government cannot be wasted. Yuan Shengye asked people to carefully transport the memorials escorted by secret agents and began to review them one by one.