infinite power system

Chapter 137 Old Taoist, little girl

Xu Tianwen frowned, even with his current cultivation base, he didn't even notice the sudden appearance of the old man. One can imagine how terrifying this old man's cultivation base is.

"Xu Tian asked? What a good name."

The goatee old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a trace of deep and complicated meaning in his eyes.

Afterwards, before Xu Tianwen could speak, he smiled coldly and handed a bamboo stick to Xu Tianwen.

"Yuyu is in the blue wave pool, and he has no idea how to get out."

Xu Tianwen felt a surge of shock in his heart, he was about to ask the old man what he wanted to do, but found that the old man had disappeared.

boom.

At this moment, the snow was flying in front of Qingbai Temple, the icy cold wind blew ten feet away, and a snow tornado went straight to the sky.

Tang Feng took the second knife of Luan Ni Qi Dao with the Kou Tian Sword, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand holding the sword obliquely pointing at the ground, indescribably romantic and freehand.

"Finally found someone who can fight."

Chu Kuang half-kneeled on the ground, holding the iron knife in his hand. He didn't take advantage of the two swords he handed out just now, but was slightly disadvantaged, but this didn't make him depressed.

On the contrary, his fighting spirit became more and more high.

While speaking, he let out a low growl, and held the iron saber upside down. The third saber had already been cut out, and it was still the way of life to death, sweeping towards Tang Feng's throat.

"Do you really think I'm a clay bodhisattva?"

Tang Feng was also a little angry. This person rushed up and hit him without thinking. Even if he was really a clay bodhisattva, he should be a little angry. What's more, he is not a low-browed Bodhisattva, but a vajra with angry eyes.

His beautiful brows suddenly raised, he plunged the pawn three inches into the ground, and said coldly: "Since you are addicted to knives, why don't you try my knife?"

Hearing this, Chu Kuang couldn't help being startled, and the rest of the people also looked puzzled.

It is well known that the son of the desolate desolate practiced the rare art of swordsmanship, but he has never heard of Tang Feng's knowledge of swordsmanship.

"His Royal Highness, what are you going to do? Use the sword instead of the sword. Isn't this using your own weaknesses to defeat the enemy's strengths?"

Someone frowned, thinking that Tang Feng's move was really unwise.

"Is this guy crazy?" Xu Tianwen also cursed in a low voice.

Chu Kuang's body didn't stop in the air, but his thin lips curled up in disdain.

Holding the iron knife upside down, he had already approached Tang Feng in a flash of light and flint, and the iron knife flickering with cold light was already jumping with a piercing chill.

"You have seven chaotic knives, let's see what I do with this one!"

Tang Feng's face was cold and solemn, and there was already a blazing light shining between his right fingers, but it was a flying knife long in the palm of his hand.

This is what he asked the craftsmen in the palace to make before he went to Dou Po World. It is extremely sharp, and he did not expect it to come in handy today.

"Hehe, you underestimate Luan Ni Qi Dao too much!"

With a flick of Chu Kuang's lips, the iron knife immediately whipped up an endless gust of wind, sweeping towards Tang Feng crazily.

Tang Feng didn't say a word, and his figure flew backwards. At the same time, the flying knife between his fingers had already been shot.

Chu Kuang followed up, originally he didn't care about the flying knife, but the moment the flying knife left Tang Feng's fingers, his expression changed wildly.

The flying knife dragged a brilliant tail light, like a falling meteor, with a terrifying momentum.

However, this was not the reason why Chu Kuang changed color. What really alarmed him was that the flying knife seemed to have surpassed the extreme speed and disappeared without a trace.

"Xiao Li's flying sabers are absolutely amazing, I want to see how you can block them with the seven chaotic swords!"

Tang Feng brushed off the snowflakes and stared at Chu Kuang indifferently.

laugh.

Even though Chu Kuang's spiritual knowledge was amazing, Xiao Li Feidao, who was equipped with precise abilities, would not stop seeing the enemy's blood. The extremely radiant flying knife flew past his neck, bringing up a large string of bright blood beads.

"What kind of knife technique is this..."

Chu Kuang frowned into a Sichuan shape. He boasted that he had seen swordsmanship in the world, among which the Seven Swords of Luan Ni was already the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but now it seems that this is not the case.

At least, the flying knife technique that Tang Feng used just now can keep pace with or even surpass Luan Ni Qidao.

"There are thousands of sword skills, and there is no lack of flying knife skills, but the reason why Xiao Li's flying knife is so famous in the world is because of its unpredictability!"

Tang Feng thought in his heart that this unique skill has been transformed and strengthened by the supernatural system, which is enough to reach the top of the forest of sword skills in this world.

"No, it's not because the technique of throwing knives is stronger than that of Luan Ni Qidao, but because I'm afraid at the critical moment."

Chu Kuang's eyes dimmed. If he had just swiped with a knife, it might have had a different ending.

But if you lose, you lose. He was calm, bowed his hands to Tang Feng, and said, "It's because I'm not as skilled as others."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was in a daze.

Chu Kuang, a disciple of the Sword God, has never been defeated since he was born, and today he lost to Tang Feng, who had just entered the Soul Realm, with a cultivation base of the fifth rank of the Soul Realm! ?
Moreover, he was still defeated by his proud sword skills! !

"When I succeed in rebellion, I will definitely come to Desolate to ask for advice."

As Chu Kuang said, he silently put the knife back into its sheath.

"What if we lose again next time?"

Tang Feng also put the pawn crossing the river into its sheath, stood up with his sword, and said softly: "I am so vast and desolate, not anyone who wants to come here, even if you are a disciple of the sword god."

Chu Kuang frowned, and then Xu felt that what Tang Feng said was reasonable, so his brows relaxed again, and said:
"If you lose again, so what if I let you deal with it?"

"However, this is impossible, with the Seven Swords of Chaoni, all living beings in the world will be ashamed!"

This is Chu Kuang, even though he lost Tang Feng's move today, he still has the belief of invincibility.

Tang Feng hooked the corner of his mouth, Luan Ni Qi Dao, he thought of a saber technique, which should be able to match!
Tang Feng was dressed in white, waving his sleeves in the wind and snow.

Chu Kuang put on his green shirt, turned around with a knife in his hand, and never looked back.

In front of the Qingbai Temple, there are many great masters in the desolate army. Seeing such a scene at this moment, I can't help but tremble in my heart.

"Even the disciples of the sword god can't run rampant in the desolate, this is what the desolate should look like!"

"It's unimaginable to defeat Chu Kuang with a sword."

"Desolate, desolate..."

A general murmured in a low voice, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

That is glory.

This night, there were seventeen generals, big and small, who belonged to Tang Feng's faction! ! !
At this moment, outside the desolate city, there was a woman with a cold temperament, a faint radiance shrouded her body, and even her hair shone with golden light.

On her head, there are two small bumps, which make her look even more extraordinary.

Next to him, there was another man with extraordinary temperament and extraordinary handsomeness.

"Yunran, has the Demon Emperor really thought it through?" the man asked with a frown.

Lu Yunran, the saint of the demon tribe, opened her rosy mouth, but she didn't speak for a second.

She frowned slightly, staring at the gate of the desolate city.

There, there was an old Taoist priest with a goatee, holding a candied haw in one hand, and leading a cute little girl in the other, walking in the wind and snow.

The little girl bit a candied haws, raised her head and asked, "Master, why did you change into this appearance?"

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Because the master doesn't want people to recognize him."

(End of this chapter)