Turbulent Times Chapter 729: Strange eyes

At this time, Du Feng still turned his back to Nie Xiaoyu, looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you can make any moves, I am never afraid of people attacking from behind."

These words are not only arrogant, but also imply humiliating Nie Xiaoyu, showing the arrogance that does not take the opponent seriously.

However, Nie Xiaoyu never thought so. She found out that Yang Su's master guard was clearly a very powerful master in the breaking stage. From the moment he drew his sword, he had already launched an offensive against her. She said these words , deliberately put on an arrogant look, clearly wanting her to move her, thus falling into the trap set by him.

Nie Xiaoyu was originally worried that her opponent was too weak, and that she would be spotted if she fought with her opponent for too long.

At this time, everyone in the hall felt the urgent situation where the storm was approaching and the masters were at stake.

Everyone held their breath and watched intently.

"Ding!"

Nie Xiaoyu flicked the edge of the sword with his fingertips, making a sound like the chant of an abyss dragon. Then she straightened her back, and her whole figure seemed to grow taller suddenly, becoming dignified and unrestrained, with her own aura of looking down on the world.

The changes come suddenly, magically, unexpectedly, and full of intense drama.

Du Feng was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, and felt that the other party was not coming with any strong aura, but for some reason, his mind began to fluctuate, and even his eyes would faintly appear in a trance whenever he looked at the other party's eyes.

Du Feng screamed in his heart, and let out a long whistle, he sheathed his saber left and right, spinning toward Nie Xiaoyu like a tornado.

Nie Xiaoyu's eyes flickered faintly, and he thought that this person was determined, and it would take a little more effort to hypnotize him.

Every turn of Du Feng's body, there is a whistling sound full of rhythm and strength, the left sheath and the right sword, interweaving and weaving a net with sharp lasers, both offensive and defensive. Strange vigor, with Du Feng at the center, like a violent sandstorm blowing from the desert, as Du Feng approached, it struck Nie Xiaoyu with a thunderous force.

Everyone in the hall, regardless of whether they know martial arts or not, all felt that Du Feng had turned into a terrifying storm core, full of invincible power.

The most powerful thing is that each rotation speed of Du Feng has a subtle difference, making it difficult for people to grasp the precise timing of his attack in advance.

Du Feng's thick-backed saber technique is divided into five tactics of "spin, blow, roll, roll, and break". Adversaries are unpredictable.

But Yu Wenhua and the guards dressed up by Nie Xiaoyu remained expressionless, and suddenly swayed sideways. When everyone thought she was going to dodge, they shot forward again with long swords.

"Ding!"

The long sword shot into Du Feng's knife net like a bolt of lightning, and the swords clashed at a high speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch.

Then Nie Xiaoyu turned around, clasped his palms as a knife, and slashed fiercely at the blade that Du Feng swept over.

The two unscrewed at the same time, and when the distance was about two feet away, they stopped spinning as if they had made an appointment, and stood facing each other, their eyes staring at each other.

At this time, the whole hall erupted in applause.

But the eyes of the two met, as if they couldn't hear the cheers at all, more like no one was watching the battle at all, and they only had their opponents in their eyes.

Nie Xiaoyu knew it was too late, and looked away. Du Feng shook his head with a start, and threw the strange feeling in his heart to the back of his mind. The Thick Back Saber cut towards Nie Xiaoyu following a curved trajectory.

Nie Xiaoyu casually swiped out with a sword, without any fancy changes.

The moment the scabbard touched the ground and sounded, Du Feng's thick back knife was swept straight by Nie Xiaoyu's long sword at the same time, which was strange and inexplicable.

The two swords collided, and the bodies of the two shook violently at the same time.

Du Feng let out a long whistle. As soon as the saber technique changed, a wave of the saber appeared like rolling quicksand, attacking Nie Xiaoyu heavily, and all the onlookers saw that their breathing stopped and they couldn't breathe.

The two turned into a close combat. Both sides seemed to be fighting with all their strength.

Until now Nie Xiaoyu could truly experience Du Feng's strength, as if he was in the midst of raging waves, waves of knives rolling in, endless.

However, the higher Du Feng's martial arts, the happier she is, otherwise, how could it be possible to ask him to help complete the follow-up plan.

Nie Xiaoyu uses attack to attack, and uses fortification to attack fortification. It is as strong as the city wall of Taiyuan City. No matter how the opponent destroys the windy and sand-like saber technique, it cannot be shaken a bit, but his eyes are always fixed on Du Feng. s eyes.

Du Feng always looks into Nie Xiaoyu's eyes involuntarily. It weighs more than a thousand junctures, is empty on the outside and solid on the inside, and the swordsmanship has no way to change. It was the first time he encountered such a sword technique, so he was all focused on the competition, and he didn't pay attention to the strange changes in his mind at all.

Everyone forgot to cheer and cheer.

"Ding!" Nie Xiaoyu hit the blade.

Du Feng's saber couldn't "roll" anymore, so he could only avoid it, and resume the situation of confrontation from afar.

The cheers in the hall sounded again.

Du Feng stood with his sword in his hand, and said: "I'm so happy, I didn't expect you to be so brilliant, but you are definitely not my opponent."

After finishing speaking, his eyes glowed strangely, his saber was retracted, his clothes fluttered, and his aura was extremely violent.

But Nie Xiaoyu stood there without any change, but in Du Feng's eyes, Nie Xiaoyu seemed to blend into the world, and he couldn't find any flaws. , made him feel in a trance involuntarily, as if he was about to fall deeply into his eyes.

Shaking his head, Du Feng suddenly arched his back slightly, his eyes flickered again, still maintaining a strong pressure, he stared at Nie Xiaoyu without blinking, and said in a cold voice: "Today is your day of death. "

Nie Xiaoyu said blankly: "That's right, you're going to kill someone today, and it's the one closest to you."

Nie Xiaoyu's words can only be heard by Du Feng, and each word fell into Du Feng's ears, and it was deeply imprinted in Du Feng's mind. Zhan Chunlei yelled violently, and the thick-backed knife behind him appeared magically in front of him. With a very mysterious and strange technique, he walked with the knife and hit Nie Xiaoyu.

The thick back knife drew a wave-like trajectory in the void, and "rolled" towards Nie Xiaoyu in endless changes.