Stars

Why is the speed of this sword so fast?The reason is very simple, the sword light is surrounded by sword energy, which blocks the air, eliminates the resistance of the air, and breaks free from the restraint of space.In the case of no resistance, if an acceleration is given, one can imagine how fast the speed is.

"Are you the only one who can do it? I can do it too! Human and sword become one!"

As he spoke, the soul of war turned into a sword glow, which merged into the soul of war blade, and the golden light burst out, piercing through the thick magic energy and black clouds.

At this moment, the two are not comparing strength, but the spiritual soul.Because whoever can better and more accurately achieve the state of the unity of swordsman and soldier, then he is more likely to win, and to achieve this step, the most important thing is the degree of fit between the power of the spirit and the soul and the weapon.

In an instant, the swords met together.There was only a light "ding!" sound, but the light emitted by the burst was a bit more dazzling than the sun's light.

"Clang!" The moment the sword retreated, they clashed again.The dazzling light remained, and everything around was shattered.

The sword turned again, and once again fought hard in the air.

"Crack!" There was a sound, and the black giant sword broke and fell to the ground at a high speed.

As soon as the long sword fell to the ground, Yang Zong's figure appeared.He was missing an arm and his sword was broken.

The soul of war won't forgive anyone, and he suddenly slashed at Yang Zong, wanting to take his life.

Yang Zong was horrified, and kept backing away in fright.But how can he avoid the attack of the war spirit now!He has been completely locked down.

Mo Hui was shocked, and rushed over at top speed, saving Yang Zong from under the sword light.

Feng Yun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Mo Hui's strength was so strong. He was able to rescue Yang Zong intact under the sword of War Soul. Needless to say, his speed was also very strong.

As the son of the devil, as the most potential successor, it is not surprising that he has strength.

It's just that the gap between Mo Yang and him is not a little bit, it can be said to be a world of difference.Is this the gap caused by the birth of a mother?

Feng Yun didn't understand why there was such a big difference in treatment between his sons.

The spirit of war was still not satisfied, and continued to kill Yang Zong.

Feng Yun was startled, this is going too far.Hastily said: "Brother Zhanhun! The victory and defeat have been decided!"

But the speed of the fighting spirit did not slow down, and said: "Not yet, I didn't hear him admit defeat himself."

Feng Yun smiled wryly in his heart, he understood that Zhan Hun wanted to humiliate Yang Zong, and he also blamed Yang Zong for being arrogant just now, Zhan Hun is the kind of person he can't get used to the most.

Mo Hui hurriedly said: "Brother Zhanhun, we admit defeat!"

The soul of war persisted and said: "I didn't fight you, I was fighting him, and this word has to come out of his mouth to count."

It can be seen that Yang Zong's complexion is changing, from pale to red, and then from red to green-purple.This is the expression of the burning anger in his heart, his eyes are full of killing intent, staring at the battle spirit.

In the end, he struggled to squeeze out three words: "I admit defeat!"

War Soul suddenly stopped in front of Yang Zong, and his figure appeared, and said with a smile: "Yes! That's right, you're so good!"

Yang Zong endured it, endured it with difficulty, but he must have scolded the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the war spirit in his heart.

Feng Yun flew over in a hurry, and said, "Young Master Yang, I'm really sorry, my brother's actions are neither serious nor serious, I'm really sorry."

"Hmph!" Yang Zong snorted angrily.

Mo Hui said: "City Master Feng, your brother is really going too far. Brother Yang has already lost to him, but he still rushed to kill them all."

"What kind of killing, he didn't say to admit defeat, the battle is not over. If I let down my vigilance, who knows if he will make a move secretly." War Soul said.

"Second Young Master, although my brother is wrong, what he said is correct. If no one admits defeat, this battle is not over, is it?" Feng Yun said.

Mo Hui said: "What about Brother Yang's arm?"

War Soul said: "What do you want to do?"

Mo Hui said: "I don't want to do anything? I just want an explanation."

"Hey..." War Soul smiled and said, "An explanation, who can guarantee that there will be no losses in the competition, what kind of explanation do you want if you are not as good as others?"

"You asked me to go back, how to explain to the Great Elder." Mo Hui said.

The spirit of war was domineering, and said: "How to explain is your business, what does it have to do with us."

"City Master Feng, are you just pampering your brother like this?" Mo Yang suddenly scolded Feng Yun.

Feng Yun sneered and said: "Second Young Master, I don't think there is anything wrong with what my brother said!"

"You!..." Mo Yang was so angry in his heart!I thought that Feng Yun would hurt his father's face, give him a three-point face, let the war soul apologize to Yang Zong or something, so that Yang Zong can save face, and this matter is over.But I didn't expect Feng Yun to be like a war spirit, he didn't get in, and he didn't show affection at all.

"What are you, go back where you came from!" War Soul said.

"Feng Yun! Don't you regret it?" Mo Yang said angrily.

Feng Yun said with a smile: "Thank you, Second Young Master, for reminding me, I, Feng Yun, never regret anything I do."

"Young people shouldn't be too arrogant, it's easy to offend people." An old man behind Mo Yang said.

Feng Yun said: "Senior, I have my own measure!"

"Hmph!" The other old man suddenly snorted coldly, and said, "Stinky boy, you are too arrogant, I will teach you a lesson today."

War Soul was not afraid at all, and said: "Old guy, don't rely on the old to sell the old here. If you want to kill us, make it clear. If I frown, it is not my father's birth."

"I'm too angry!" The old man roared angrily, "If I don't teach you a lesson today, how can I calm down the hunger in my heart?"

Feng Yun said calmly, "Second Young Master, is this what you mean?"

Mo Hui said: "City Master Feng, I don't understand what you mean. My two grandpas, they have anger in their hearts, it has nothing to do with me, right?"

"Okay! I understand!" Feng Yun nodded and said: "A few seniors, if you want to show us the cultivation of our juniors, we are naturally happy to accompany you."

War Soul said: "Are you two together? Or come one by one."

"Hmph!" The old man snorted angrily, "Does it still need the two of us to deal with you? One person is enough to deal with you."

Feng Yun said: "Then our three brothers, you will not be polite. Senior! Please!"