Chapter 2243

Feng Wuchen has decided to teach the arrogant Mo Qingshan a good lesson.

How arrogant!

If you don't give Mo Qingshan some color to see, you really think he is invincible!

Wind dust-free eyes become very cold.

At that moment, Mo Qingshan only felt that he was being watched by a fierce wolf.

Cool back and numb scalp.

But then Mo Qingshan was furious, and he was scared by a look in Feng Wuchen's eyes.

Is this still the first day of heaven?

"There's a day out there? Do you deserve to say that in front of me? In the field of kendo, Ye Jianying is nothing in front of me. Do you really think you can beat me with a holy sword? How stupid Mo Qingshan was gloomy, and his face swelled with anger.

Although Shengjian can restrain Shenjian, it has no influence in the powerful field of Kendo and the sword formula.

This is why Mo Qingshan is so arrogant.

Feng Wuchen looks at Mo Qingshan coldly, and a smile suddenly appears in the corner of his mouth. It's not a sneer, a vicious smile, or a very common smile.

But this smile, but let Mo Qingshan heart clapping a, is wind dust in kendo field beyond himself?

No way!

But fengwuchen's smile brought unprecedented and terrible pressure to Mo Qingshan.

"You talk a lot." The sword pointed to Mo Qingshan, and the wind said coldly, "I'll let you know today that your Jinghong phantom sword is not the strongest!"

"I'm not ashamed of it!" Mo Qingshan is furious. He immediately shoots out with the top sword, like a blue lightning, carrying the power of heaven and earth to the wind.

Mo Qingshan has decided that he will thoroughly crush Feng Wuchen in the field of kendo, and let Feng Wuchen fall into disrepute!

Mo Qingshan arrives in a flash and stabs with a sword. It seems ordinary, but it is extremely sharp.

Feng Wuchen can see that this sword is very overbearing.

Mao full strength, wind dust-free sword to meet, clean, no fancy.

"Ding!"

"Buzz

The sword tips collided with each other with a sharp and crisp sound. The two forces of the collision seemed to have suffered unprecedented resistance against each other, and no one could advance for half a minute.

"Your power can reach the level of a star dominating God. It seems that your body is very powerful, but it should be the limit?" Mo Qingshan is not surprised that Feng Wuchen can block his sword.

Fengwuchen didn't speak, it seems that he acquiesced.

After all, Mo Qingshan did his best.

The silence of the wind makes Mo Qingshan feel a little proud.

No more nonsense. Mo Qingshan's speed is extremely fast. It seems like a sword stabs out, but invisible, there are tens of thousands of swords, extremely powerful and fierce.

"Whew, whew!"

Wind dust-free figure flashing constantly, in the void has been transformed into a dense shadow.

"It looks like a mirage, but it's a real existence. A sword is ever-changing. It's the essence of the secret of the sword." The wind has no dust, and he has a high evaluation of Jinghong phantom sword.

Just now, the sword was cut into pieces, and the picture came to his mind.

Jinghong phantom sword is really terrible.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid this sword would be defeated.

But unfortunately, what Mo Qingshan is facing is the wind and dust.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Wind dust figure flicker, also sounded a series of sharp sound of metal collision.

"How can you compete with the existence of the seven deities? I'll see how long you can last. " Mo Qingshan disdained the way, high posture, as if the wind dust in front of him, is mole ant.

But when the voice of Mo Qingshan falls, his face turns petrified.

Fengwuchen has resisted all the invisible swords without any leakage.

It's thousands of invisible swords. The wind and dust can resist them all in a moment.

Who can resist the same level of cultivation?

I'm afraid Ye Jianying can't do it!

"Your sword is not very good, too flashy, too fancy." The wind has no dust cold way, at the moment is already holding the dragon sword to rush to Mo Qingshan, the eyes are cold.

"Well! This is just the beginning. If you can break my sword, you are qualified to see the real power of Jinghong phantom sword! " Mo Qingshan cold way, not to be outdone, burst out.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Buzz

The fierce battle started. Mo Qingshan didn't reserve anything this time. All his superb sword moves were displayed incisively and vividly. Every sword was very hard and fierce. He suppressed the wind all the way.

The collision of each sword makes space shake three times.

"The leader of the alliance has fallen behind. What a powerful sword formula!" Yang Meier was shocked.

"Jinghong mirage sword is too overbearing. Brother Feng's sword moves are all restrained. It's very reluctant to resist." Ling Xiaoxiao is worried. For the first time, she sees Feng Wuchen being suppressed by her opponent in kendo."Every sword is sealed to death, brother Feng. He has no chance to make a sword. Even if he makes a sword, he will be restrained instantly." Liu Qingyang frowned. He also used his sword. Naturally, he could see that fengwuchen was very passive.

No one contradicted, they could see it.

"This is..." Mie Di and Mie yuan looked at each other, very shocked.

Ye Jianying's expression is more praise, dumbfounded, completely petrified on the spot.

The others didn't pay attention to his expression. They all focused on Feng Wuchen.

In the fierce battle, Feng Wuchen is busy resisting Mo Qingshan's fierce sword moves. It's hard to make a sword, even if it's very difficult to resist the strange sword moves.

In just a few minutes, Feng Wuchen had more than ten sword injuries.

"Fengwuchen, I can see that you are rubbish in the field of kendo. There are many disciples in the sun and Moon Temple who are better than you. The thirty-six moves of Jinghong mirage sword are unique. You can't resist every move. You can't even resist the most basic sword moves. How can you resist the power of the sword formula?" Mo Qingshan suppresses wind and dust all the way. He is very excited, but he doesn't pay attention to wind and dust.

Feng Wuchen didn't speak and looked dignified. He took every move of Mo Qingshan very seriously.

Fengwuchen sometimes frowns, sometimes doubts, sometimes puzzled, as if thinking about problems, rather than fighting.

More than ten minutes later, Feng Wuchen's body was full of sword wounds, and the blood had dyed his clothes red.

All the people in the Dragon God hall were very worried and worried.

People in the Sun Moon Temple cheered excitedly and yelled to kill Feng Wuchen.

"Fengwuchen, don't you want to compete with me? Just like you? Doesn't it mean there is a day outside? What ignorance and stupidity Mo Qingshan disdained the way, as if the teacher criticized the students.

"Is it over?" Seeing that Mo Qingshan suddenly stopped, Feng Wuchen was stunned and asked.

But the question of wind and dust makes Mo Qingshan confused.

What do you mean?

What is the end?

Mo Qingshan's proud face was completely gloomy.

Has fengwuchen been cured to this extent?

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