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Seeing Feng Chen dancing with his sword, everyone said it was unrealistic.

How could the situation have been reversed? Fengchen had been beaten and almost killed before. How could he suddenly become so powerful and beat Zhou Yu under the pressure?

"Why didn't Zhou Yu resist? what happened!"

"What's going on? Zhou Yu can only do that move, right?"

"What do you know? Zhou Yu is a long-range attack. Once in close combat, those with equal combat power will only be beaten!"

"This is not the same combat power!"

The people around him were very surprised when they saw that Zhou Yu had been passively defensive, and began to talk about it. When

Zhou Yu heard the words of the people around him, his heart was about to burst into flames.

It's really not a big deal to watch the excitement..

You go ahead, you are damned if you make rash comments without seeing the situation clearly! Zhou Yu really doesn’t want to resist. As long as he keeps a distance, Zhou Yu is confident that he can solve Feng Chen within three arrows.

But Zhou Yu also just wants to I thought, after all, it really can't be done now. I don't know what kind of trick Feng Chen used to restrict the space and even a little time.

Coupled with Feng Chen's movement skills, Zhou Yu is One head and two big ones.

I can't catch him, I can't get out. I feel like a trapped animal, letting Feng Chen play with him.

"You are a treacherous person who can only carry out sneak attacks, but you have the guts to fight head-on!"

Zhou Yu couldn't catch Feng Chen's person and shouted angrily.

"What a treacherous person, why don't I fight in an upright manner? Forget it, you don't deserve to talk to me about this."

Feng Chen continued to dance the sword. Although the sword in his hand was condensed with spiritual energy, it still caused substantial damage.

The sword was like a fish in water in Feng Chen's hands. The sword moved as he pleased. Wherever the sword comes out, there will be blood.

Dancing the sword At that moment, each exquisite swordsmanship popped out of his mind, and then turned into reality and acted on Zhou Yu.

The movements were gorgeous and practical.

People around him secretly admired Fengchen's swordsmanship when they saw it. Some people are even learning secretly, but they think Feng Chen's sword moves are only for viewing and not lethal.

Only Zhou Yu knows that the sword skills of the man in front of him are not only gorgeous, but also lethal.

Gorgeous sword skills are The perfect packaging makes people wonder how sharp it is, but when the sword really shows its edge, that's when you know what it means to break Huashan with a sword. The gorgeous moves are like sugar-coated cannonballs, making Zhou Yu less defensive, but when Zhou Yu When Yu reacted, he already had several wounds on his body. Although they were not fatal, they were extremely damaging to his dignity. If a person with a high level of cultivation was beaten by someone with a low level of cultivation, where would he put his face?

And it looked like Feng Chen didn't have any strength at all. Killing him seems like it was done on purpose.

It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting.

"Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!"

Zhou Yu's face turned red, he held a bow in his hand and fought back fiercely.

"Ding ding!"

Zhou Yu still had a slight advantage in strength, and when he struggled to resist, he withstood Feng Chen's two swords.

"Nothing more than that!"

Although he blocked the two swords, his sleeves were cut open by the sword energy, leaving blood marks on his body.

"You're so strong, I'm looking down on you!"

Feeling that he had been injured by the sword energy, Zhou Yu's eyes showed unprecedented solemnity.

Undoubtedly, the man in front of him was a powerful enemy, and he had underestimated him before.

"I have two brushes. I wonder who you are! I am Mr. Wujiang's retainer."

Zhou Yu began to negotiate. It was obvious that he had no chance of winning if the fight continued like this.

"I've told you, I'll beat you down, but you still won't listen!"

Feng Chen said impatiently, but the swordsmanship in his hand was elegant and his steps were nimble, like a peerless sword master, waving his sword and hair as if preaching to everyone.

Crazy! So crazy!

Zhou Yu was speechless, the man in front of him How did he survive being so crazy?

Although he couldn't kill him, he thought he didn't have the strength to kill himself! Why did he say such a thing!

Before Zhou Yu could say anything, Feng Chen attacked Zhou Yu like a storm. Yu couldn't resist, and gradually became unable to do what he wanted. There were more and more wounds on his body, and the armor he wore inside was chopped into pieces.

Looking at the shocking wounds on his body, and feeling that the power of space remained on the wounds, Zhou Yu's heart finally Become calm.

The man in front of you is not something you can beat.

In terms of his methods, there are big names in the order.

He may become a dark horse this year

"No more fighting, I admit defeat!"

When he said these words, Zhou Yu's body had been scratched more than ten times. Every wound was filled with white bones. The wounds were bleeding, and his clothes were soaked with blood..This is the subtlety of Fengchen's swordsmanship. It seems insipid and weak, but when it is actually hit, it is extremely heavy and difficult to withstand.

This is the real secret.

"It’s boring to just admit defeat!"

Feng Chen put away the lotus flower, and the sword in his hand disappeared, turning into spiritual energy and pouring into his body.

Since Zhou Yu has admitted defeat, there is no reason to kill people and silence them, so Feng Chen simply lets it go.

"Who is this person? Why is he so powerful? I haven’t heard his name yet. Such strength should not be considered ordinary."

"Could it be that he is a disciple secretly trained by other tribes?"

"You have to ask the Blood Sky Tribe. Only they know the truth of the matter!"

This battle ended with Fengchen victorious.

"Now it's your turn!"

Feng Chen pointed at Wujiang Dao.

Zhou Yu was depressed because he was beaten up by Feng Chen. When he went back, he didn't dare to look into Wujiang's eyes, for fear that Wujiang would say he was useless.

But when he heard that Feng Chen was going to continue to challenge Wujiang, everyone Everyone showed incredible expressions

"What is this? So strong?"

"Is this strong? This is simply arrogant!"

"The previous Zhou Yu was because he took advantage of the loophole. Zhou Yu was not suitable for close combat, but now Wujiang is famous for close combat. The magical power of ten thousand hands impressed everyone present."

"I thought he was a pretty powerful person, but I didn't expect him to be so wild!"

Seeing Feng Chen defeating Zhou Yu, Cang Jue felt bad.

For some reason, he always felt that he had to rely on Feng Chen to earn his face.

"Are you worthy of being my opponent?"

"oh? Why do you say this? Are you noble? Or are you too rubbish?"

Feng Chen asked with an innocent smile.

"Forget it, I haven’t drank human blood today, and I’m still a bit unaccustomed to it!"Wujiang looked at Fengchen in front of him, like a jackal meeting a deer. He didn't choose food, so he went straight to it.

Wujiang exploded again, without any bells and whistles, just one punch.

In Wanjiang's concept, strong strength is the most useful.

Complete package His punches are simply a waste of the power of his fists

"Well done!"

Feng Chen was secretly happy when he saw Wujiang just punch him. This way of fighting is the most effective.