The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 675: Turn softness into rigidity

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"Uh...Brother Zhuo is really clear-eyed, and he immediately understood my tenderness and sword intent. I really admire and admire him, hehehe..." Seeing that purple thunder light was very dazzling, Wen Tao didn't realize he laughed. , Said embarrassedly.

Can't help grinning, Zhuo Fan laughed out: "Where, Brother Wen explained in detail. I really despise this kind of behavior of showing his cards before the start of the war. Isn't this stupid? But today Seeing what Brother Wen said and did, he got a new level of insight. Brother Wen did this, not a fool, but a gentleman's behavior, a gentleman who is magnanimous, hahaha..."

As soon as this statement came out, all the audience on the battlefield laughed, but Wen Tao looked embarrassed and shook his head helplessly.

"Well, whether you are a fool or a gentleman, anyway, even if you don’t talk about this sword intent, with Brother Zhuo’s intelligence, you will find it after three or five fights. It’s better to sell a coincidence in advance. The secret of the secret, made public, is also considered a magnanimous name. However, it is not difficult to know the meaning of the sword, but whether you can think of a way to crack it is the real key!"

With a slight grin, Wen Tao raised the long sword, swiped forward, and rushed straight towards Zhuo Fan after a few sword airs, shouting: "Brother Zhuo, take the move, tenderness sword, thousands of dollars Stroke, the affection is endless!"

Whhhhhhhh!

Several sword auras rushed towards him, Zhuo Fan's heart was stunned, he was already prepared, and the purple thunder on his right arm crackled. However, when those sword auras came in front of him, they suddenly softened, and then a long soft thread floated in the air, suddenly forming a circle around Zhuo Fan, trapping him in it, but not getting close to him. .

Immediately afterwards, Wen Tao swung his sword again and again, and the sharp sword aura came out of the sword again, and shot towards Zhuo Fan, which was as many as thousands of times in an instant.

However, the same as before, those sword auras have not yet come close to Zhuo Fan's body, they have become soft and soothing, like silk threads floating on his side.

Looking around, Zhuo Fan seems to have fallen into a swamp formed by sword qi brewing and connecting, and he can't extricate himself from it!

When Yang Sha and others saw this, their faces suddenly became solemn, patted their foreheads, and cursed in secret.

This kid Zhuo Fan is too arrogant. I haven't seen the Big Three of the Three Sects personally, but I don't even know how powerful Wen Tao's trick is.

This is really the shackles of the sword that can't escape from being caught in a thousand silks!

Thinking that whether it was Skywalking Sect or Demon Soul Sect, he was caught in a desperate situation in the team battle, and really none of them could escape. Although Zhuo Fan is better than them, he doesn't know if there is any way to crack it.

For a moment, the evil spirits of Yang and evil spirits looked at each other, and the eyes of the three of them were all anxious.

Faced with this situation, Zhuo Fan didn't care at all. He grinned and waved his right hand dragon claw forward, but when he heard the sound of crackling and chaos, many purple thunders poured out frantically. Split all those sword auras apart.

"The purple thunder has the power of destroying the sky and the earth. Although the energy is insufficient now, the attributes are really powerful. Wen Tao's unique gentle sword aura is a nemesis when encountering this purple thunder!"

A faint smile crossed the corner of Ye Lin's mouth, but he soon became serious again: "However, Wen Tao should be quite clear about this. It's just like this. He knows that he can't do it. There must be a later move. Up!"

Wu Qingqiu and the Flame Demon took a deep look at Ye Lin, then turned to look at the battlefield, and nodded clearly.

Sure enough, just as these three sects of heaven have analyzed, these sword auras are instantly destroyed, but Wen Tao still has no worries, as if he had already expected it.

Pinching the sword art in his hand, Wen Tao thought about it, and the broken sword energy turned into free fragments, and once again floated back into the long sword in Wen Tao's hand.

In an instant, Zhuo Fan was surprised to feel that the aura of the floating sword suddenly rose.

The pupils of his eyes shrank unconsciously, and Zhuo Fan's heart was shaken, and he finally understood the true meaning of this tenderness sword. It turned out to be a soft finger, entangled you to death!

For the average person, these feminine sword auras are fences, blocking opponents in between, and they are not allowed to step out. But once someone smashed these sword auras to pieces, the sword aura returned to the sword body, instead turning soft into rigidity, replenishing stronger energy for the sword body.

And this source of energy, one is the accumulation of these feminine sword energy outside the sword, and the other is the collection of the strength of the opponent's attack, and the result is obtained.

In this way, the longer it takes, the worse it will be for him!

No wonder this kid said that even if he understands his sword intent, he may not be able to crack it. That's how it is. Anyway, once his inexhaustible tricks are used, he already has an advantage. Unless he is head-to-head, it is really hard to have any tricks!

"Hehehe...interesting, in that case, I will fight quickly!"

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed, and he stomped on his feet before rushing towards Wen Tao. But at this moment, Wen Tao's heart moved, those feminine sword auras unexpectedly suddenly, he filled up the loophole that Zhuo Fan had hit previously, and trapped him in it again.

However, since Zhuo Fan has already seen through the trick, how can he delay it any longer and plunge himself into this tenderness, unable to extricate himself from it?

So, the purple thunder in his hand exploded, and Zhuo Fan grabbed it forward with one claw!

Roar!

But when the dragon screamed, the purple thunder flew out instantly with the fierce claw force, and immediately smashed the feminine sword energy in front of him, punching a channel, and Zhuo Fan rushed without lag. past.

Those shattered sword auras returned to the sword body again, but the rest of the sword auras were too late to block Zhuo Fan's path.

Wen Tao's brows trembled, and his hand skills changed drastically.

Suddenly, those sword auras turned soft into rigid, and instantly they became sharp blades, which swish and cut in front of Zhuo Fan from all directions, as if to chop him into meat sauce. .

The corner of his mouth grinned slightly, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal, his right arm flicked around his body, and the powerful purple thunder instantly smashed the sword energy one by one and scattered them in the air.

With a jump of his eyelids, Wen Tao no longer neglected, and immediately pinched his hands again, and all the scattered sword energy returned to the sword body. Suddenly, the sword was sharp and powerful, radiating unparalleled power.

It was at this moment that Zhuo Fan's body finally rushed to Wen Tao's body and shot out with one claw!

The second form of the three magic evil spirits, the ghost dragon claw!

Turn softness into rigidity, the sword of breaking the sky!

As the pupils of his eyes condensed, Wen Tao was also unambiguous, with a sword pierced straight towards Zhuo Fan.

In an instant, the sky thunder shook the ground fire, and the floating sword seemed to be gentle and soft for a lifetime, but it put a lifetime of sturdiness into this moment, and the impossibility of the world's coercion pierced Zhuo Fan fiercely.

And Zhuo Fan's claw is like a dragon returning to the sea, and the raptor crosses the river, fierce and extraordinary. It seems that if he goes down with this claw, he will inevitably grab a hole in the world.

Ding!

A clear metal strike sounded, and the swords and claws were already smashed together. However, at this moment of time, the claw and the sword broke apart immediately.

Zuo Fan's forward stature was blocked, shaking his body, and standing still. Wen Tao felt a sudden force coming from the front, and was shocked tens of meters away before he stopped, and his body looked at Zhuo Fan incredulously ahead, and his heart sank more and more unconsciously. , At the same time, my heart was also perplexed.

What's the matter? He could severely injure the opponent with a single sword at will, but now he goes all out to use the method of combining strength and softness, and he was beaten back by the opponent. How did this happen?

Could it be said that the previous time, Zhuo Fan was really hurt by his carelessness? Now that he is serious, there is no possibility of hurting him again?

This kid... is really terrifying!

With a grunt, he swallowed, and Wen Tao's face no longer had any smiles, but he was more solemn than ever. Having not really fought against Zhuo Fan, just watching the battle from the sidelines, it is absolutely impossible to realize the truly terrifying thing about Zhuo Fan.

Especially the person who cultivated in the flesh is too abnormal, even the Ninth-Rank Spirit Weapon can't be pierced, is this still a human!

However, he was surprised, and Zhuo Fan was even more surprised.

It stands to reason that his right arm is the foot of the unrivaled sacred beast unicorn. When it comes to power, it has always been invincible and always unfavorable.

However, he never expected to be stopped here, but it made him depressed for a while. Secretly sighed at this Wen Tao, there really are two brushes, the tenderness sword is not only strange, but also stress-free and flawless, it is indeed rare.

However, if people know that he is depressed because of this little thing, everyone must suddenly be full of black lines falling, and thousands of grass and mud horses running wildly in their hearts, wanting to cry without tears!

Brother, you are depressed just by being blocked. Then everyone else should have a **** depression. You still let others live?

Fortunately, he didn't intend to kill other people, so he buried this little sorrow in his heart, stepped on his feet, and rushed to Wen Tao again.

He can figure out that this tenderness sword is a way of transforming rigidity and softness. Without the previous thousands of feminine sword auras, there is no such strong sword afterwards.

So, as long as he attacks quickly and does not allow Wen Tao to make preliminary preparations, then his tenderness and sword intent will naturally collapse without a trace!

Wow!

I came to Wen Tao in an instant, and Zhuo Fan shot out with one claw.

The pupils of his eyes shrank unconsciously, Wen Tao hurriedly raised his sword to block it, and with a touch, he was knocked into the air by Zhuo Fan. The powerful force penetrated his heart and lungs, and he couldn't help but squirted out a mouthful of blood.

"Ha ha ha... Sure enough, without the power of the previous tenderness sword, in terms of physical combat, you are not the enemy of me!" Under the blow, Zhuo Fan did not win the pursuit, but smiled lightly: "Brother Wen, do you have any tricks, just use it. If you don't, just vote. I see you are gentle and polite, and you are not embarrassed!"

Looking at Zhuo Fan deeply, for a long time, Wen Tao shook his head helplessly and laughed aloud: "Oh, sure enough, with my own strength, not your opponent. It's just the beginning, I want to try it. Knowing that I can’t do it, this is what I told others, I can’t hold back. But now, ha ha ha...Okay, Brother Zhuo, the real team battle has just begun..."

The pupils of the eyes flashed, Wen Tao took a deep breath, wiped the red corner of his mouth, stood up again, and the other nine disciples of the Sword God Sect finally moved...