I just want to play the game quietly Chapter 915: Ten Thousand Blades Pilgrimage

Feng Qiuyan replied: "The first thing is to solve the problem of physical strength and vitality. This problem can be compensated by some skills that restore vitality. However, even if the skills can restore the vitality, it is impossible to completely restore the vitality. The consumption of physical strength is also a problem. .. Fortunately, after reading a lot of classics, I finally thought of a way, that is support war with war."

"How support war with war?" Zhou Wen knew what the word meant, but during the war support war with war, it was because there was time for rest.

After a single person is surrounded, there is no time for rest, what about support war with war?

"First reduce their own consumption, then seize the enemy's vitality..." Feng Qiuyan said, waving his life soul knife, and above the life soul knife, it seems to have produced some kind of strange magic power, put The vitality nearby sucked into the blade.

"You...can..." Zhou Wen doesn't know what to say. This ability to devour other people's energy is very rare.

Zhou Wen also saw that Xia Jiuhuang had used it. Feng Qiuyan was the second one, and he didn't know how he learned it.

Feng Qiuyan also said: "The second step is to solve the problem of being beaten up. For this reason, it took me a long time to come up with the new blade technique. Please ask the coach for advice."

"Then come." Zhou Wen looked forward to Feng Qiuyan's blade technique.

Feng Qiuyan was holding the Soul Sword with a very serious look, said a word of caution, and lifted the knife and slashed towards Zhou Wen, blade qi broke out of the blade, like an invisible blade that chopped the sky, and split the head towards Zhou Wen. Down.

Although this knife is strong enough, it is much stronger than the previous blade technique of Feng Qiuyan, but there is no qualitative change. Zhou Wen used Tianfei Feixian, and shrank away from the Feng Qiuyan's knife.

But Feng Qiuyan doesn't matter so much, one knife after another, the blade qi pours down like a long river, one knife is more ruthless, one knife is faster than one knife.

Zhou Wen has to admit that Feng Qiuyan's blade technique is indeed top-notch, and if it is not limited by his epic grade, this blade technique may even hope to be promoted to god-level.

Feng Qiuyan has completely shed the previous greenness, hesitation and unconfidence. The sword seems to have become a whole with him. He can be passionate and can bridge the water.

Can cut the mountain with a knife, and can also carve the tofu.

Fast and slow, light and heavy are controlled just right. When it is desperate, it can explode infinitely, and when it converges, it can fully converge.

Zhou Wen feels that if he continues to practice the blade technique Feng Qiuyan, he should be able to be promoted to the **** level like his flying fairy.

However, Zhou Wen seems to have seen it, and he has not seen how Feng Qiuyan and blade technique can deal with group fights. His blade technique still only supports singles.

"No!" Zhou Wen felt something. When using Tianwai Feixian to dodge the Feng Qiuyan's attack, he switched to Venerated Prison King Life Soul, making his eight senses very sensitive.

"It turns out that this is really a great guy." Zhou Wen has discovered the secret in Feng Qiuyan blade technique.

Feng Qiuyan's blade qi is vertical and horizontal, a knife is stronger than a knife, after not knowing how many knives were cut, Feng Qiuyan suddenly closed the knife and retreated, staring at Zhou Wen with sharp eyes and said, "Coach, you have to be careful."

As he said, Feng Qiuyan held the knife handle with both hands, the blade qi on his body was full, and his long hair and clothes were flying around with blade qi all around.

The previously broken blade qi quickly condensed. Around Feng Qiuyan's, a complete series of blade qi was condensed, forming a huge knife array. All blade qi pointed to Zhou Wen, and I didn’t know how many.

"What is this trick called?" Zhou Wen asked, looking at Feng Qiuyan.

"This is the inspiration that I saw from an old video work, plus my own research and transformation. In the video work, the trick is called Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, and I call this trick Ten Thousand Blades Pilgrimage "Feng Qiuyan's hand holding the knife began to tremble a little.

The Life Soul Knife in his hand is connected with all blade qi, if it is above a knife, it bears the power of ten thousand knives.

Although this is a bit exaggerated, there are still thousands of knives.

"Do your best, let me see how strong your Ten Thousand Blades Pilgrimage is." Zhou Wenzheng said.

"Coach, please be careful." Feng Qiuyan can no longer support it, and he slashed towards Zhou Wen.

With the power of his sword, the dense blade qi is like a river of swords falling from the sky, and the violent impact is down.

The dense blade qi dumped down, and Zhou Wen swayed left and right in that sword river, like a ghost, his body left a phantom in the air, blade qi cut through the phantom, but he still couldn’t touch Zhou Wen’s body. .

The violent blade qi has never been able to touch his body, and all flew past, chopping on the mountain behind Zhou Wen.

Boom! Bang!

Several dozens of meters of rock was chopped by dense blade qi and collapsed into countless gravel, but until the last blade qi was cut, Zhou Wen still stood unscathed in front of the collapsed rock.

Feng Qiuyan did not feel discouraged because Zhou Wen avoided his Ten Thousand Blades Pilgrimage~IndoMTL.com~ On the contrary, he stared at Zhou Wen glaringly, his mind was completely occupied by movement technique that Zhou Wen just dodged Ten Thousand Blades Pilgrimage.

Holding the knife, Feng Qiuyan stood there, staring at Zhou Wen, originally using a move that Ten Thousand Blades Pilgrimage should fall back, not only did not fall back, but rose even more.

Zhou Wen's expression also became dignified, and his hand was pressed on the handle of bamboo blade.

When the momentum of Feng Qiuyan's reached its peak, the whole person suddenly relaxed. The vicious and domineering momentum on his body seemed to disappear for a while, as if he had become an ordinary person, with a strange smile on his face.

At this time, Feng Qiuyan is like a devout believer. He must use the knife in his hand to pay homage to the sacredness in his heart. Apart from piety, he can't feel any murder and anger in him.

It seems that what he holds is not a murder weapon, but a holy weapon dedicated to gods.

Finally, the knife in Feng Qiuyan's hands moved again. There was no overbearing knife light and no fierce blade qi. Zhou Wen had never seen a person who could use blade technique so cleanly and holy, so artistic.

It seems that he is not killing, but completing a redemption.

Almost at the moment of Feng Qiuyan's knife, Zhou Wen's hand holding bamboo blade also moved. Feixian Feixian didn't have the slightest pyrotechnic breath, just like the floating fairy, crossing with Feng Qiuyan.

The sound of a knife like dragon roar lasts for a long time. If you distinguish it carefully, you will find that the sound of the knife comes from two different knives. The psychic knives of bamboo blade and Feng Qiuyan are shaking and groaning.

Click!

Dragon Scale Armor on Zhou Wen’s chest cracked a knife mark, almost at the same time, Feng Qiuyan's also had a knife mark on his chest. There was a thin blood mark on the exposed muscles, and there was a trace of blood .

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