The body movement is average, and it depends entirely on concealment to save your life?

Who are you talking about?

How did this outrageous judgment come about?

Is it so naive to do the land cultivation in the academic prefectures?

And in the swordsmanship.

Feng Zichen held a spiritual mirror and reflected the hidden "Xiao Xiao" ink painting. He immediately slashed away with a sword like the wind.

The ink painting concealment technique was discovered, with a panic look on his face, and a hurry flashed. At the critical moment, he avoided this sword energy and his body was very embarrassed.

This sword was barely avoided.

But without the hidden technique, the ink painting was exposed to the sword's edge, just like a mouse under the mouth of a cat. If you can hide one sword, there will be a second sword.

Feng Zichen cultivated the fast sword, and the second sword was also very fast.

But Mo Hua didn't know if he was lucky, so he rushed forward and rolled on the spot, just before dodging the sword again.

Linghu laughed at the other two, and saw that the situation in Mohua was critical, he wanted to come and provide help.

But the Xiaoyao Sect's people were also fast in body skills and swords. They joined forces with each other, and the sword energy woven into a wind curtain, trapping Linghu Xiao and others in the middle.

The sword is fast, and the power is strong.

But the sword is fast and it will inevitably be difficult to last.

The Xiaoyao Sect's people could not have trapped Linghu laughed for too long, but it would be enough to limit them in a short period of time and suppress them with a fierce offensive.

This little time is enough for Feng Zichen to kill Mo paintings.

Feng Zichen took this opportunity to slash out the third sword and the fourth sword.

Neither of these two swords could kill Mo Hua.

But it won a lot of applause.

The audience outside the venue, looking at the ink paintings that were cut into a mess by Feng Zichen, applauded:

"Okay! Play with him!"

"Let him taste it too, and be played with by others."

"Kill slowly, don't kill too fast, otherwise it will be too cheap."

"Yes, play slowly, slashing with each sword, let him wander between life and death, let him hike like a mouse, causing him to suffer humiliation and be teased to death!"

"Just like he used the Five Elements Spell to play with others-"

"This is called using the way of others to treat the person's body-"

Feng Zichen in the field couldn't hear them, but he was indeed doing things according to the audience's wishes, slashing at Mo Hua one after another.

Mo Hua hid and occasionally rolled around on the ground.

Everyone laughed happily and the atmosphere was very happy.

But as time went by, they gradually couldn't laugh.

Because Feng Zichen is still cutting, Mo Hua is still hiding.

"Okay - almost - you can kill him with one sword."

"Stop playing-"

"Is this Feng Zichen addicted to playing? Just kill it with one sword. Stop playing, don't play anymore, don't play it off---""

But Feng Zichen is really not playing.

From the beginning, he was seriously chopping, but after a long time, he failed to hit a single sword.

Now, he realized that something was wrong.

Not only Feng Zichen, but also many elders outside the field, as well as sharp-eyed monks, also noticed something was wrong and their faces were a little silent.

Elder Zhang said slowly, "This one is called Mo Hua, and the body movement seems to be - not that bad either?"

Elder Feng was silent.

But the facts were right in front of him, and he had to admit that "there was something--""

But it's just a little bit.

No matter how good this kid's body skills are, can he be better than Feng Zichen, who is in the free and easy Feng Stepping and the Bagua Feng Stepping?

In the swordsmanship, Feng Zichen's eyes became colder and colder.

He is not like ink painting, he is a dignified "good boy".

When discussing swords, it focuses on head-on confrontation, and compares whose sword is faster, more accurate and stronger, and does not use conspiracies.

Therefore, when he first cut the ink painting, he went to kill him with a sword.

In his original idea, this sword was enough to kill Mo Hua.

But it was obvious that he miscalculated and Mo Hua avoided it.

After that, he drew his sword a little faster, aiming at Mo Hua's heart and lungs, but Mo Hua still avoided his sword and passed by one sword faster than the other.

But no matter how fast it is, ink painting can avoid it.

Feng Zichen understood that this person called Mo Hua was playing tricks on himself.

His body movements are not that weak at all.

Not only is it not weak, but it is quite exquisite.

"It's really sinister!"

Feng Zichen said coldly, then stopped holding back and activated the Feng Step with all his strength. His body movement was faster and his sword energy was faster.

Seeing that the young man in white had faster sword moves, Mo Hua was a little helpless, and had to show some of his strength and deal with him seriously.

Therefore, on Fang Tian’s painting, Feng Zichen’s body movements are like wind, and the ink painting is like flowing water.

The wind follows the sword, and the water flows with the momentum. When one chases and escapes, it is like a breeze blowing on the water surface, or it is like a water flowing away from the wind, competing with each other and sharing the beauty equally.

The monk watching the battle changed a little.

"It seems that his bodywork is really unusual?"

"It's not just unusual to be able to share the beauty of the wind step of Xiaoyao Gate.

There was a lot of discussion around.

Elder Feng's face was a little unnatural.

Elder Zhang looked at Mo Hua's body skills carefully, thought carefully, and pondered in a low voice:

"This water-based body technique is well learned - while flashing and moving, she is extremely skillful, and her spiritual power flows without any obstacles. "It should not be an ordinary flowing step-"

He was purely watching the battle and admiring the body movements of ink paintings, so he didn't think so much about it for a while.

On the contrary, Zhang Lan seemed to have nails under her butt, and she was already feeling a little uneasy.

Only he knows that it is indeed not a flowing step.—·

Elder Zhang pondered for a moment, shook his head and said:

"But it's a pity that no matter how ordinary his body is, he is not as good as the step of the wind-step--"

"What's more, the Feng family genius is not only a unique skill in body skills, but also a master of Feng Step. If this continues, this kid will definitely lose."

Elder Feng's expression cleared slightly when he heard this.

In his heart, this should have been a victory of a quick knife to cut the mess, killing with one sword, and jealousy.

But now, there are more twists and turns out to be done out of thin air.

But this is good. If you kill a sword, it will not show the power of his Feng family.

Let this ink painting struggle for a few more rounds, so his Feng family genius showed his true strength in front of the thousands of monks of Qianxue.

Not only Elder Feng, but most of the disciples of the Feng family, including most of the Xiu Tu who were watching the battle, also thought so in my heart. This kid, Mo Hua, is proficient in fireball techniques, and can.

It's okay to be proficient in water jail art.

It is not unacceptable to proficiency in a large number of low-level five elements.

Even if you are proficient in unique hidden arts, ordinary monks cannot see through the traces. Although it is difficult to accept, it is also a fact.

But on this basis, if you are proficient in body skills, you will be a little shameless. What's more, his opponent is a member of the Xiaoyao Sect and a student of the Feng family. He has the unique skills of the dual-center school. His body skills are so fast that he can look at the entire Qianxue Sect.

Doors are also one of the best.

No matter how exquisite your body skills are, you should always have a limit. Can you be stronger than the Feng family genius?

As long as the Feng family genius takes all his strength, Mo Hua will undoubtedly fail.

Therefore, everyone's hearts were slowly put back into their stomachs.

But often things don't go as they wish.
To be continued...