The subsequent development of the situation gradually transcended their cognition.

Feng Zichen is still chopping, and Mo Hua is still running away.

Soon, the strong wind around Feng Zichen surging a little more violently. The wind formed the Xun Gua and wandered around him, causing his body movements to change even more quickly.

With the eyesight cultivation, you can see that Feng Zichen really didn't hold back this time and used the Feng family's Bagua Traveling Feng Step together.

This is also the unique skill of body skills that only he can integrate so far.

For a moment, Feng Zichen's body skills went to a higher level. Not only was he strange in speed, but he was also extremely flexible.

It is full of charm and contains all kinds of subtleties, which is breathtaking.

Even Elder Zhang showed surprise.

The Zhang family is proficient in body skills. Because of this, he can see the tricks. The more he knows, the more he can practice these two body skills to master and integrate them with each other, how high the understanding and qualifications are required.

This son of the Feng family is really amazing.

Their Zhang family is considered to be a great family, but no disciple can cultivate his body skills to such an extent.

Elder Zhang was envious and a little sour.

Feng Zichen stepped on the wind at his feet, and his body was like a wandering wind. As soon as his body movement changed, his sword moves began to transform, becoming more and more swift and fierce, almost invisible to the naked eye.

Then, this sword that condensed the wind stabbed towards Mo Hua again.

But there is no difference when this sword goes on.

The water light flashed around the ink painting and avoided it again.

Feng Zichen's eyes were shocked and he was a little stunned.

Why?

He clearly used all his strength, his sword moves faster and his sword energy stronger.

But this was a perfect sword that combined his lifelong unique skills and stabbed the ink painting, but the result was no different.

Mo Hua's figure was naturally like flowing water, and his movements were exactly the same as before, so he just hid in this way.

Everyone outside the venue was also in love with each other.

"What's going on?"

"This sword is so fast that I can't see clearly, I haven't even stabbed it?"

"what happened?"

"I can't kill the ink painting?"

The Feng family sat on the seat.

Elder Feng's pupils shrank and his face changed slightly.

Elder Zhang also slowly sat upright with a serious look.

Both of them stared at Fang Tian Huaying, feeling a little incredible.

What I find even more incredible is Feng Zichen.

"It's impossible to fail to hit the pierce—""

"impossible"

His expression was cold and his eyes were extremely sharp for a moment, but a trace of fear surged in his heart that he had never noticed.

"I'm going to kill him!"

Feng Zichen's eyes were slightly red. Now he really stopped holding back and even began to try his best to use Xiaoyao's sword control technique.

It's urged to the fullest.

The sword light poured into the ground like mercury.

The sword energy whistled like a strong wind.

In the forest, all the trees and rocks were shattered by the white sword light.

These swords are so fast that ordinary foundation-building disciples cannot see clearly with their naked eyes.

But no matter how fast, dense, or sharp his sword is, when he cuts to the ink painting, it feels like he is slashing on the deep lake.

The sword passes through the water and there are patterns, and the sword passes through the water without trace.

Feng Zichen's sword is fast.

But Mo Hua's body technique was faster, stranger, and more elusive than his sword, and seemed to have a "prediction" ability. Before the sword's edge moved, the water flowed away, and there was still a hint of hazy mist, looking more and more

Not clear, intangible.

Feng Zichen's heart was cold.

A terrible fact that he couldn't accept came to his mind:
Chapter completed!