Please ask the dream.

Chapter 663 Defeat

The humming sound of the sword blade sweeping through the air echoed in the morning drizzle. The golden raindrops were scattered by the sword energy. The black marks were like scars on the sky and the earth. However, the man standing among these countless sword marks did not have a single stain on his body.

"It's very strong!"

With his index finger against the hilt of the sword, Feng Xue took a deep breath. Although he entered a state of stagnation for a short time, the consciousness of the two people were rapidly clashing.

In Feng Xue's vision, red dots were changing rapidly, interweaving into thin lines in the air, but when he wanted to touch them, he found that he could only chase a faint residual sound.

But the sword transformed by his will was also exerting oppression on the man in front of him. Although those sharp attacks were only in his imagination, every change in his qi would make him adjust his movements.

Before, or it can be called preview, in the minds of the two, endless solutions are intertwined. At the beginning, Passerby Emperor would explain a few words, but gradually, he closed his mouth, because at this time, even a passerby who knew nothing about swords could clearly see that between the two people who were five meters apart and facing each other, countless afterimages were intertwining with each other.

It was not a physical entity, but merely a fantasy in the minds of the two people. It was not even a structure. It was just the possible collision of one thought after another that had interwoven the corners of this shocking battle.

The transparent world has unfolded, Feng Xue's consciousness is ethereal and pure, and a feeling of being looked down upon begins to spread around him.

The tangled red threads in the air gradually became clearer, and the red dots were then stained with gold.

Different from the pure swordsman in front of him, what Feng Xue holds in his hand is not just a sword, it is a pen, it is ink, and this world is just like a canvas!
then……

The ink marks between heaven and earth flashed suddenly, and every sword that Feng Xue had swung before was reproduced at this moment.

The man who was originally just slightly adjusting his body suddenly took a step forward, the sword light flashed, and the mouth of the giant dragon outlined by countless ink marks suddenly closed.

A dragon roar exploded between heaven and earth, and the golden wind and drizzle that was about to wet the clothes suddenly turned into long swords and shot towards the black dragon. However, Feng Xue himself had already held his breath at this time, and raised his hand in the almost paused time.

Countless lines finally intertwined into a point, and his figure also emitted a golden light.

It was as if a beam of light fell from the sky and intersected with the ink-stained sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pointing at the red light on the swordsman's body!
Ding--!
There was a sudden crisp sound, and Feng Xue's face suddenly changed. The red light spot suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a bright silver light that pierced from the black dragon's eyes!
Feng Xue's body shape changed, and he suddenly turned into a wisp of breeze and flew back suddenly, but when he stood still, a sword mark still appeared from his left shoulder to his right waist.

Blood splattered, but the swordsman did not pursue. He just shook the blade of his sword, shaking off the blood on the tip of the sword, with a bit of surprise and joy in his tone -

"Nice swordsmanship, but you are not a swordsman. Show me your full strength!"

"Oh, that's really rude." The scars on Feng Xue's body slowly healed, and a black halo condensed on his head like a crown. The white knight's shirt was stained with black, and the light of the morning sun mixed with golden raindrops, weaving a golden cloak on his body.

Although it looks like just a change of clothes, every thread, every piece of cloth, and every decoration on this body is a combination of cutting-edge technologies in biological science and mechanical engineering.

Yes, this is the evolved [Montage (Splicing)] that has absorbed the Yellow King's Cursed Cloak, Armament Haki, Hollowization and other extraordinary abilities!
With his left hand clenched, he took out a mask from the rain. As the faceless mask covered his face, a chant-like tone came out of Feng Xue's mouth -

"Reign, King in Yellow!"

His aura suddenly changed. If he had originally been a chivalrous and elegant knight, now he was the devil who dominated the world.

The power that was emitted alone made it difficult for the onlookers to stand, and even dead objects creaked in this violent aura.

The ink in Feng Xue's hand suddenly disappeared, leaving only a wisp of ink in his palm. In the sky that had not yet been completely lit up, nine stars suddenly shone, and corresponding to the starlight, Feng Xue's body burned with starlight.

Seeing that Feng Xue was ready, the Sword God took his first stance, with his feet in a T-shape, the tip of his sword slightly lowered, and a sharp light flashing in his eyes. He looked at Feng Xue and suddenly said:

"Su Changfeng."

"Feng Xue." Feng Xue gave his name as if it had suddenly occurred to him, and the next moment, a long sword stabbed at him.

There was no sword light, no special effects, and even the sound was barely detectable. It was just an extremely ordinary stab, but Feng Xue's extraordinary intuition almost exploded.

The ink in his palms crushed, as if a giant bear was roaring behind him.

The sword bypassed the fist and pierced Feng Xue's heart, but Feng Xue had expected it and moved three inches to the side. He pushed the sword forward with his left palm. While the blood dyed the sword red, his five fingers grabbed the hand holding the sword and the hilt.

The clenched right fist swung across, and even the dreamscape made a faint sound of shattering.

"Shh!"

A finger suddenly pressed against Feng Xue's right fist, and a hole appeared on it.

Watching the sword blade coming towards the man to cut his left arm, Feng Xue's lips moved slightly, and ink appeared behind him. But the next moment, the faintly formed words disappeared again, and the world suddenly froze as his eyes went dark.

……

"Huh... It's been a long time since I last felt this way!"

Waking up in reality, Feng Xue still felt frightened when recalling the man's swordsmanship. He even felt as if the wounds on his body would reappear if he recalled it again.

But it was just an illusion after all, and it gradually faded away after a brief calm.

In fact, if you insist, Feng Xue still has at least three trump cards that he has not used, but he still hasn't activated them.

After all, it was just an attempt, so there was no need to use skills that might cause a burden. Secondly, there were two dangerous enemies after the Sword God, and Feng Xue's ultimate move could not be used frequently even in the Dreamland, so he simply suppressed his desire to win.

"Speaking of which, this Su Changfeng should be one of the stronger ones in the king's group, right? That last finger of his felt a bit like he was facing an old man..."

Recalling the sword finger of Su Changfeng that pierced through his [Emperor Chariot], Feng Xue couldn't help but exclaim in amazement again. From a certain perspective, he even felt that this Sword God was much stronger than the Star Ring Creator whom he had fought before.

But if you have to compare...

"I don't think he can beat Hongying Creator, and he's far behind the old man. If he's ranked third, there are at least two kings in Wangjiang City who are stronger than him. I wonder if he can reach the level of Hongying Creator..."

(End of this chapter)