Chapter 1359

The sword east came and stood in the air. He looked at the sword body Nie Feng flying in front of him. The sharp light in his eyes twinkled, and there was a powerful voice in his mouth: "I'm the sword master's house to teach Jiandong. Don't kill the unknown. If you step back quickly, you can avoid death!"

Obviously, Jiandong didn't pay attention to the sword Saint Nie Feng who flew to meet him.

As a strong man in the undead realm, he has been in the undead realm for many years with excellent swordsmanship, which can be called invincible at the same level.

"He is not a nobody, but Nie Feng, the sword saint of our Dragon Nest!"

Hearing the arrogant words from Jiandong, many Dragon Nest soldiers on the wall couldn't help shouting to cheer for the sword Saint Nie Feng.

"Even the Earth Star mole ants dare to be the sword saint. Today, I'll tell you what Kendo is!"

Jian Dong looked at the sword Saint Nie Feng. His eyes were full of disdain, and there was a cold voice in his mouth.

"Qiang!"

The sword Saint Nie Feng didn't speak, but with a clang, he directly pulled out his sword and cried.

When the long sword came out, with a loud cry of an eagle, the momentum of the sword Saint Nie Feng soared. Countless sword Qi circulated around his body, making his long hair flying and his clothes windless.

Behind him emerged an illusory and mysterious Eagle head. The bloody eagle eyes were full of sharp light penetrating everything, looking for the fatal weakness of the enemy.

At this moment, the image of Nie Feng, the sword saint, became incomparably tall at this moment, and the momentum of the strong was revealed.

"Ho ho!"

Then, he suddenly waved the eagle crowing holy sword in his hand, and a huge sword Qi rushed to the East like a bloody silver moon.

"Small skills!"

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on Jian Donglai's face, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and his palm poked out. Under people's stunned eyes, he directly grabbed the sword Qi cut by the sword Saint Nie Feng, and then suddenly nirvana.

The blood colored sword Qi turned into blood colored ice crystals all over the sky, which was full of a different kind of beauty and covered the east of the sword with a mysterious and powerful coat.

His simple and arrogant hand made the pupils of many soldiers in Longchao shrink, and a thick sense of amazement and shock appeared on their faces.

"The sword Saint Nie Feng's eagle cry sword Qi was so easily blocked by that guy that one hand was pinched and burst?"

"How can this happen? The sword Qi of the sword Saint Nie Feng has no effect on him?"

"That guy is as like as two peas of Nie Feng, who is the same as the Nye Feng. Why do you feel that he is stronger than the sword saint?

"No, the strong often pay attention to their momentum. Lord Nie Feng's momentum has been suppressed."

The Dragon Nest soldiers on the wall of alloy city are filled with deep shock and worry.

People with clear eyes can see that Nie Feng, the sword saint, has lost in momentum.

"That guy is not only a sword cultivator, but also a physical cultivator. Just now he stopped the sword spirit of the sword Saint Nie Feng only by relying on his physical strength and crushed him. Lord Nie Feng is in a bad situation..."

Ye Xuan's eyebrow heart, star emperor's eyes quietly opened, the sharp light in his eyes flashed, and there was a low voice in his mouth.

"Although the person called Jiandong is really strong and has double cultivation of horizontal Jiandao, Nie Feng is not an ordinary person. There is no need to worry."

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, ye Sifeng smiled and comforted.

The people who can be listed on the top 100 military achievements list are by no means ordinary people. Ye Sifeng, Su Haoran and other senior leaders of Longchao have absolute confidence in the sword Saint Nie Feng.

"Roar!"

Seeing that Jiandong blocked the attack of the sword Saint Nie Feng in such a domineering way and crushed his sword Qi, the army of Hengyun mansion increased greatly, swept away the previous depression and roared with excitement.

In their opinion, he must have won this battle.

"How dare you call yourself the master of swordsmanship with such poor sword skill and dull sword spirit? Don't make people laugh here. I'll give you three rest and save you a cheap life. Get down from here!"

The sword East looked at the sword Saint Nie Feng, and there was a voice of indifference and disdain in his mouth.

The enemy in front of him didn't interest him at all. He didn't even have the qualification to draw his sword.

The sharp light in Nie Feng's eyes flickered, and he still didn't speak. He took one step and stepped on the cloud. The long sword in his hand stabbed directly at the heart from the east of the sword.

The sword East smiled coldly, and the disdain in his eyes was stronger. He didn't mean to draw the sword at all, but dodged with his excellent body method.

Nie Feng, the sword saint, looked as usual. He was not happy or sad. He waved his long sword rapidly, and the hawk's cry rang through. The sword was like a poisonous snake, showing his sharp fangs and biting at Jiandong. However, Jiandong's face always hung a cruel smile. He walked around in a leisurely manner and dodged calmly.

Even in the event of a sword attack that could not be dodged, he relied on his strong body and pointed to the sword to block and fight. Nie Feng, the sword saint, despised him to the extreme and played with him between his hands.

Even so, Jiandong feels that it is still not fun enough, There was laughter in his mouth: "Have you seen that? This is the man who is known as the sword saint of the generation in Earth Star. So far, he has produced a total of 100 swords, but it's a pity that I haven't even touched a corner of my clothes... It's ridiculous. Looking at Hengyun star, any ordinary sword craftsman has better sword skills than him. But such a person is respected as the sword saint by the mole ants of Earth Star. It's like sliding in the world It's a big lie! "

"This is the enemy we are going to face. They are weak and arrogant. They are just a group of rubbish watching the sky. In the face of such an enemy, what reason do you have to fear? What reason do you think you will lose? This war is destined to be our victory. They are destined to be trampled under our feet and become slaves we feed."

"Ha ha, Lord Jiandong is right. What are we afraid of facing such mole ants?"

"It's ridiculous that such rubbish can also be called the sword saint

To the extreme... "

"The people who have been made swordsmen by those guys of Earth Star are only of this level. How strong can those guys of Earth Star be? If we want to destroy them, we can catch them."

Listen to the words from Jiandong and look at the sword body Nie Feng, which was played between his hands and hard pressed. The faces of the soldiers of Hengyun mansion are full of playful smiles, and there are words of fun and disdain in their mouths.

Now they have completely come out of the shock caused by Ye Xuan's killing millions of parasitic cannibals by one person. They feel that they can do it again, that they are superior, and that the people of Earth Star are just a group of arrogant frogs at the bottom of the well.

"Sword East, good!"

The daytime Eagle standing behind Xiang Yuanchao, the leader of the Hengyun world, commented at this moment.

"I haven't found anything unique about this boy. Today's performance is unexpected. It's a long face for our Hengyun mansion."

Mei Tianqi also commented on Jiandong at this moment: "if this goes on, the mole ants in the Dragon Nest will soon be defeated."

"Sword East, when reward!"

Xiang Yuanchao, the leader of the Hengyun circle, showed a smile on his face and nodded with appreciation.

"After the war, the child is ready to let Jiandong enter the Tibetan sword Pavilion for practice."

The ghost sword spoke at the right moment.

"Yes!"

The main Xiang Yuan of the Hengyun world replied faintly.

In their view, there was no suspense about the battle.

The two sides are not at the same level at all. Although Nie Feng, the sword saint, has strong sword skills, he can't hurt the east of the sword at all.

In this war, jiandonglai has been in an invincible position.

Compared with the cheering and ridicule on the side of Hengyun mansion, the atmosphere on the side of Dragon Nest is particularly low.

The provocative words from Jiandong and the sarcastic voices of the soldiers of Hengyun mansion fell into their ears, which made their faces look particularly ugly, their fists clattered, and a bad breath was held in the bottom of their hearts.

However, none of them said anything. Everyone stared at the battlefield. They believed that the swordsman in their heart would never let them down.

"It's so stable. From the beginning to now, Nie Feng, the sword saint, didn't shake his hand holding the sword, and he still kept the initial frequency when he came out of the sword. However, he was ridiculed by the sword East, there was no wave in his state of mind, and his face didn't change at all... If he had been someone else, he would have been angry... His state of mind in kendo alone is beyond compare, Far more than the sword East, the battle is hard to win... "

Relying on the eye of the star emperor, ye Xuan could see more and deeper things, and quickly analyzed them from the bottom of his heart.

He took another look at Su Haoran, ye Sifeng and others. When he found that there was no fluctuation on their faces, he felt that the sword Saint Nie Feng was afraid to attack them in the face soon.

"That's all you have, that acrobat?"

The sword came to the East and pointed to Rujian to clamp the eagle crowing sword stabbed by the sword Saint Nie Feng. There was a cruel voice in his mouth, and a trace of cold and impatience flashed in his eyes: "if you have only such a little ability, then all this should be over."

"It's really time to end."

However, the words from Jiandong had just dropped, and the sword Saint Nie Feng, who had never spoken, suddenly said at this moment.

"Fierce!"

As his words fell, the eagle crowing sword in his hand suddenly gave out a loud and clear sword sound, the body of the sword instantly changed red, the arm of the sword Saint Nie Feng shook violently, and a surge of worshipping power diffused from his eagle crowing sword.

The sudden great power made Jian Donglai's face change. He was about to move. The eagle crowing holy sword clamped by his fingers had shaken off the shackles of his fingers and stabbed at his throat.

Seeing this, the sword came from the East, his face was cold, and he was about to side away from the sword. The sword Saint Nie Feng's hand holding the sword suddenly rotated at a high speed at this moment, setting off a sword spirit tornado, which stabbed at the chest of the sword from the East ten times faster than before.

"How could his sword suddenly be so fast?"

"Damn it, I can't hide!"

Looking at the eagle crowing holy sword stabbing at full speed, the pupil of the sword came to the East, and he didn't want to think about it. He crossed his arms, vigorous Qi vertically and horizontally, and quickly blocked in front of him.

"Puff..."

At the next trembling, the terrible sword Qi erupted. Jiandong sprayed a mouthful of black blood from his mouth and was shocked to fly out under the stunned eyes of the soldiers of Hengyun mansion.

When he stabilized his body, his arms and hands had been torn by the sword gas, showing bloody scars. The soft armor on his chest was also pierced by the sword gas, leaving a blood hole in his chest. The blood kept flowing out, which made him look very embarrassed.

Obviously, the sword has been injured at this moment.

"You... Damn it!"

Looking down at the blood hole in his chest, Jiandong's face was hard to see the extreme, and his fist was pinched. He looked at the sword Saint Nie Feng slowly coming with the long sword, and there was a dark voice in his mouth.

"I could have killed you with a sword just now. For the sake of repairing the sword, I'll give you a chance to draw the sword."

Nie Feng, the sword saint, with long hair flying, stood up against the wind, looked at the sword coming East, and there was a calm and indifferent voice in his mouth.

"Wow!"

"What's the matter? The guy said that the sword could kill Lord jiandonglai just now?"

"Just now, it was clear that the Lord jiandonglai had the upper hand. Why did he suddenly fall into the lower hand and be defeated?"

"Madman, it's clear that Lord jiandonglai spared his dog's life. He said he could kill Lord jiandonglai with one sword and give him a chance to draw his sword?"

"Brazen, Lord jiandonglai, kill this guy!"

Hearing the words of Nie Feng, the sword saint, and looking at the sword that was defeated by him coming East, the army of Hengyun mansion who was just happy and excited looked wrong

Stunned and shocked, there was a confused voice in his mouth.

During the day, the smiles on the faces of eagle, ghost sword, Mei Tianqi and Xiang Yuanchao, the leader of Hengyun mansion, gradually disappeared, replaced by cold and ugly, with a feeling of being beaten in the face.

"Alas... It's a pity that Nie Feng, the sword saint, could kill that guy directly just now. He even gave him a chance to draw his sword."

Ye Xuan sighed softly, and said helplessly.

In his opinion, Nie Feng, the sword saint, suddenly shot at ten times the speed. Under that sword, jiandonglai couldn't escape at all, but he finally recovered a little strength. He just hurt jiandonglai and didn't kill him. He missed an opportunity for nothing.

If it were him, he would never do so, but kill with one sword.

"He deliberately saved Jiandong's life and asked him to pull out the sword. Obviously, he wanted to pick up the lost face and win glory for my dragon nest. He also repaired the sword. He should also want to see each other's sword skills."

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, ye Sifeng, who knows the sword Saint Nie Feng very well, said with a smile.

"Give me a chance to draw the sword? Oh, good! I'll let you pay for your arrogance."

The sword east came with a fierce light in his eyes, and his killing intention was vertical and horizontal. He rushed towards the sword Saint Nie Feng.

"Shua!"

The sword Saint Nie Feng's face didn't fluctuate at all, but also rushed out like lightning at this moment.

At the moment they rushed out, the originally clear sky suddenly became extremely dark, as if it had been dyed black by ink. Only two figures ran close in the dark.

"Chula..."

As they approached, they drew their swords together.

The bright sword light suddenly bloomed.

The two people who had rushed out suddenly stood still at this moment.

The sword is full of Qi. The sword seems to split the black cloud and reappear the light.

The dazzling sunshine fell from the split clouds and fell on the sword Saint Nie Feng and Jiandong.

Nie Feng, the sword saint, holds the scabbard in one hand and holds the position of pulling the sword in the other hand.

In the east of the sword, one hand held the scabbard, the other hand held the handle, pulled out half of the long sword, and the sword body reflected the dazzling light under the sunshine.

"Who won?"

"Who won?"

"Did Lord jiandonglai win?"

Countless people stared at the sword Saint Nie Feng and Jian Donglai, who were suddenly still in the air. There were urgent words in their mouths.

"I gave you a chance to draw your sword. Unfortunately, in the end, your sword didn't come out."

With the sound of calmness and indifference, under people's stunned eyes, Nie Feng's static body suddenly moved.

He didn't look at the sword coming East behind him, but walked straight to the Dragon Nest camp.

"How... How could this happen? You... How could you... So fast? Pooh..."

Behind him, the sword came to the East, lowered his head hard, looked at the long sword in his hand, and a thick color of disbelief appeared on his face, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

When the words fell, his body trembled, his mouth sprayed a lot of black blood, and a sword mark ran through his body appeared on his body. He died of anger and fell from the air, becoming a cold body!

"Roar!"

"Won, we won, ha ha!"

"Sword saint, sword saint!"

Looking at the falling dead sword coming to the East and the sword Saint Nie Feng returning triumphantly, the Dragon Nest soldiers were boiling with blood and shouted excitedly in their mouths.

At this moment, their evil spirit was finally vented, which was quite a pleasure.

"Pa pa..."

A smile of deep appreciation appeared on Ye Xuan's face and took the lead in clapping.

Nie Feng, the sword saint, won this battle with great glory.

He began to keep the same frequency and the same strength to produce the sword. The only purpose was to paralyze the sword Saint Nie Feng, let him adapt to his attack rhythm and frequency, and slowly assimilate his body muscle rhythm.

When Jiandong fully adapted to his attack rhythm and strength, he was surprised and launched a counter attack in an instant.

Even if the last sword came from the East, he didn't have time to pull out the long sword, and the sword Saint Nie Feng had already pulled out the sword and returned to the scabbard.

His sword is faster and stronger than the sword East.

Such means are really admirable and amazing.

For a moment, earth shaking shouts, cheers and overwhelming applause also rang out.

Nie Feng, the sword saint, deserves his name!

"Somebody, show general Nie a seat!"

Su Hanyan's exquisite face was also full of smiles and opened his mouth with a smile.

"General Nie, please!"

Soon someone moved the chair and put it next to Ye Xuan, and poured him wine. The sword Saint Nie Feng happily took his seat.

"How could this happen? Lord jiandonglai was defeated?"

"Damn it, why is this the end?"

"Didn't that guy get beaten at first?"

"We lost again?"

The morale of the soldiers of Hengyun mansion was low, their faces were decadent, and there were incredible words in their mouths.

They couldn't believe what was happening.

Mingming sword came to the East and the victory was in sight, but in the end he overturned the car.

Hengyun mansion was beaten in the face again.

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