As if he had expected that ye Lingfeng's long sword was just a false move, and the real killing move was to take the opportunity to kick his own leg to his chest. Yi Hong waved his hand upward and obliquely, holding Ye Lingfeng's ankle in a flash, and swung it back suddenly. Ye Lingfeng's body was thrown backward and fell to the ground heavily.
Even if this guy is blind, but his sense of smell makes his reaction ability faster than that of a wise man! A carp jumps up from the ground. Ye Lingfeng forces Yi Hong with his sword in his hand, but his brow turns into a knot.
This defeat made him understand that he despised Yi Hong. Although Yi Hong is really blind, his sensitive nose is a little too much. Every move of his own, the change of air flow and the faint change of smell will be grasped by him accurately. This amazing smell is too difficult!
However, the more so, the more surprised Ye Lingfeng was at the means of imprisoning those people. If he had not seen it with his own eyes today, he would never have thought that human nose would be so sensitive. But he didn't understand how the prisoners did it!
In fact, it's not just Ye Lingfeng. Although Yi Hong's expression is still calm, the power that just grasped Ye Lingfeng's ankle and transmitted from his feet has made his hands slightly numb. That kind of feeling makes him feel a little shocked.
A yellow peak, even more than two levels, with his fight a flag. Although his eyes can't see now, and his hearing has become extremely poor, even so, it's incredible.
To be more precise, ye Lingfeng, who is now on the offensive, has made him feel the real threat!
"Son of a bitch, I don't believe in evil. I'd like to see if it's your dog's nose that smells fast or my speed is faster!" Just like Yi Hong, ye Lingfeng is also fiery. This battle is different from that when he was fighting with Ren yuntrace, he was downwind everywhere and was controlled by others. It should be regarded as his real equal battle with Xuanji people!
Moreover, after a miss, ye Lingfeng felt that the sword in his palm was shaking more and more. It's like a bloodthirsty devil living in the body of the sword, longing for the taste of Yi Hong's blood.
Without any hesitation, ye Lingfeng directly runs the cloud trot and attacks Yi Hong with a ghostly pace and a long sword in his hand. But although Ye Lingfeng's speed is fast, Yi Hong's reaction speed is not slow. The gloves made of cold silk constantly touch with the sword, and burst out a bright spark.
The two vigorous figures are dazzling. In a flash, I don't know how many moves have been taken.
"Interesting, I didn't expect a blind man to have such a fast reaction speed!" Walking through the clouds, ye Lingfeng's body is misty and uncertain. He doesn't show any fatigue, but is more excited. This sense of parity has fully aroused his fighting spirit and made him feel more happy than ever before.
When ye Lingfeng discovers that Yi Hong's hands are shaking more and more severely under the pressure of the sword, he laughs wildly, takes a lunge, and rises straight up. His long sword moves forward, stabbing Yi Hong's wrist like a dragonfly skimming water.
Just like a casual point, he immediately transferred a force full of cold feeling to Yi Hong's wrist. But Yi Hong's reaction speed is not slow, pain suddenly appeared, immediately back to withdraw.
But even if he retreated in time, the tip of the sword still left a wound on his wrist. The transparent long sword trembled more and more violently after the tip of the sword was stained with red blood, and the blood veins inside the sword body became more and more red, full of a strange feeling, just like I wish I could swallow all the blood in Yi Hong's body.
"I have to admit that you do have some skills! But it's a pity that you are only a yellow level. If you are a Xuan level, you may win or lose by five to five, but now you will lose! " He raised his hand and gently licked the blood from the cut of his wrist. Yi Hong gave a cold breath and made a cold voice.
"Defeated? Sorry, I don't have this word in my dictionary Ye Lingfeng sneered and yelled. He stamped his feet down and leaped up to Yihong at a speed beyond his imagination. His long sword crossed a bright and cold arc in the air. "Don't say you are Xuan level, even if you are prefecture level or heaven level, I will kill you today!"
Yi Hong's eyes are closed, blood is flowing down the corner of his eyes, and his nose is moving slightly. Although his eyes can't see things, he seems to have grasped the path of the long sword. His hands are raised flat, and all his internal power is poured into his palm. This time, he has no reservation. The cold wind blows and makes his hair dance wildly, just like a devil crawling out of Hell:
"since you are all for it If you die, I'll help you! "