Chapter 1802

Wei Yuanxiao is a man who has accepted part of the true legend of the sword God. His Kendo attainments have advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the level of nine paragraphs!

If the sword God gave him the soul of the sword and the sword technique is the sword in his hand, his swordsmanship accomplishment is himself!

Jiuduan's swordsmanship is the proud capital of Wei Yuanxiao!

Wei Yuanxiao admits that he has reached the top level of nine sections of Kendo and mastered the soul sword technique. It is absolutely impossible to lose!

What makes Wei Yuanxiao most unacceptable is that Chen Shaofeng knocked him down by relying on his shooting skills.

Because it was the person who actually competed, Wei Yuanxiao knew very well that when he fought with Chen Shaofeng earlier, the strength of the other party's cultivation was indeed consistent with him.

Even, Wei Yuanxiao doubted whether Chen Shaofeng deliberately lowered his cultivation. This illusion enveloped his mind from that moment on.

Even if Wei Yuanxiao wants to refute, he can't erase the reality in front of him.

He was defeated. As a Kendo monk, he even lost his sword.

This is definitely the worst situation for Kendo friars to lose.

The onlookers were also very surprised that this unknown celestial fairyland friar actually flew the sword in Wei Yuanxiao's hand?

"Wei Yuanxiao's sword is out of hand!"

"This is the sword in the hands of Kendo friars... How, how?"

"Unimaginable results! What's this man's name?!"

"I've seen him. It's Chen Shaofeng who killed Yan Zhijie."

"Chen Shaofeng? This is the area of Lizhou mainland. God knows who Chen Shaofeng is, but it's certain that he is from the five elements."

They are all monks. Naturally, they know what this means.

Even in the face of such fairyland friars as Hu Ming, the possibility of Wei Yuanxiao's weapons getting rid of will be very small.

For close combat friars, unless the fist and palm genre, the end of weapon release often means that their strength is far weaker than each other.

"Although the strength is still a little poor, the meaning of the sword is really similar to that of Dugu Yun." Chen Shaofeng thought to himself.

This Wei Yuanxiao is really talented, but it is far inferior to Dugu Yun.

Wei Yuanxiao only inherited part of the true story of the sword God, while Dugu Yun inherited the complete true story. Of course, there is a huge gap in his qualification.

As for Wei Yuanxiao's soul sword technique, Chen Shaofeng can see that it is different from Dugu Yun's Aotian sword technique.

Wei Yuanxiao looked at the long sword in the distance and felt strongly unwilling.

"No! No way! My sword... How can it...!"

Wei Yuanxiao's face was ugly. He wiped his waist storage bag and took out another weapon. It was still a sword weapon.

This is Longquan sword, one of the flying swords of the sword array displayed by the sword God in those years.

Wei Yuanxiao holds the Longquan sword and gathers the sword meaning again.

When xianqianwei Yuanxiao fought with Chen Shaofeng, he was a little careless. He didn't expect the strength of the other party to be so strong.

Although more than half of the strength broke out temporarily in the end, there is a gap between it and the full strength in the real sense.

Because of this, Wei Yuanxiao was unwilling and thought that he made a mistake because of carelessness, leading to the release of his weapons.

Wei Yuanxiao was a little young after all, so he encountered a major setback in this war.

Fortunately, it was just a competition, not a battle of life and death, otherwise he would be killed at the moment.

There are many people of the Wei family here, even the head of the Wei family is here.

Wei Yuanxiao will not only defeat Chen Shaofeng, but also win this battle! You have to win!

After winning, go to the sword God to inherit and capture all the true stories!

Never give the true story of sword God to others!

The honor and self-esteem of the Wei family, as well as the longing for the inheritance of the sword God, make Wei Yuanxiao play 120% of his strength at the moment.

This time, Wei Yuanxiao had an unprecedented killing intention.

Wei Yuanxiao reluctantly controlled the ferocious immortal power on his body. Green veins appeared on his forehead and his face turned red.

Standing not far away, Chen Shaofeng could clearly perceive Wei Yuanxiao's will to kill himself.

However, in Chen Shaofeng's eyes, Wei Yuanxiao is not terrible at the moment.

Wei Yuanxiao still didn't see his strength, and had been blinded by spiritual arrogance.

A cold light flashed from Wei Yuanxiao's Longquan sword.

"I warn you... I will do my best this time! This move is a special sword skill left by the sword God. If you are not afraid of death... Just go on!" Wei Yuanxiao clenched his teeth and shouted.

The sound came into the ears of the people.

"The sword skill of the sword God?! did this guy really get the inheritance of the sword God?"

"With the cultivation of heaven fairyland, he has obtained the inheritance of the sword God. His future is unlimited!"

"However, it seems that he didn't get all the true stories, but got a sword manual, otherwise he wouldn't even have a divine sword."

"Wei Yuanxiao lost face when he lost his weapon just now, but he still didn't know what the final result was."

Everyone talked about it.

Although Chen Shaofeng flew Wei Yuanxiao's weapon, he didn't hurt him.

According to the rules, Wei Yuanxiao is naturally not a loser.

Moreover, people also want to know what the final result will be.

Just now, the fighting speed between Wei Yuanxiao and Chen Shaofeng was so fast that they didn't pay much attention at the beginning, resulting in missing the most attractive moment.

Chen Shaofeng doesn't care. He just wants to see the sword skill of the sword God obtained by Wei yuanxiao.

"Since you want to give full play, I naturally don't have to stay. Don't worry. After all, it's not a battle of life and death. I'll keep you alive." Chen Shaofeng said.

Hearing this, Wei Yuanxiao seemed to hear a great insult, and a sense of humiliation emerged from his heart again.

"You still need mercy?!"

"Look!"

Sword soul sword technique - one sword style!

Wei Yuanxiao's face showed a cruel color, leaving a residual shadow.

At that moment, the sword light covered the eyes of all the people present.

The crowd only saw a flash of sword light, and then Wei Yuanxiao and Chen Shaofeng disappeared.

Ping!!

A violent noise suddenly exploded from the sky!!

The outcome is clear.

"This... This..." Wei Yuanmo, the head of the Wei family, looked up in amazement.

At the same time, the people present also realized where Wei Yuanxiao and Chen Shaofeng were.

A large number of steel fragments fell from the sky.

That's a fragment of Longquan sword.

With the fragments of Longquan sword, a hole with a big fist was opened in Wei Yuanxiao's right shoulder and fell with it.

Poop.

Wei Yuanxiao hit the ground and gave a painful groan.

"Wei Yuanxiao... Lost?" they were surprised.

Wei Yuanmo was also so surprised. He was as surprised as everyone. Unexpectedly, his nephew, who had obtained part of the true legend of the sword God, was defeated by this unknown monk?