Chapter 2244: Just learned

Looking at Mo Qingshan's gloomy face, Feng Wuchen couldn't help laughing.

With the help of Yan Shengjue, the sword wound on Feng Wuchen's surface has long since recovered.

Even if Mo Qingshan was crushed and restrained all the way just now, Feng Wuchen was very calm at the moment.

"Why? Do you think that recovery can defeat me?" Mo Qingshan said with disdain, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flashed by.

"Yes, you are right." Feng Wuchen nodded slightly.

Feng Wuchen really dare to answer.

The big powers such as the Dragon Temple and the God Tower are all puzzled that they are looking at each other, and they don't understand where Feng Wuchen is confident.

If it were other means, they believed that Feng Wuchen could gently squeeze Mo Qingshan to death, comparable to a sword. Now that the facts are in sight, could Feng Wuchen still come up with a sword technique stronger than Jinghong Phantom Sword Jue?

Mo Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed: "Haha! Feng Wuchen, you are really letting me down more and more. I now feel that fighting you is a shame. In the thirty-six styles just now, you only After blocking the three poses, the remaining thirty-three poses are all on you."

"Each of my swords, your awkward resistance, are different and flexible. I don't even know the meaning of each of my swords. I have no sword intent. I really don't know what qualifications you have now.

The fact is right in front of him, but Feng Wuchen refuses to admit it and slaps his face to fill his face.

"He really dare to say, shameless? So many people are watching, when we are blind? Give up and roll in, don't be embarrassed here!"

"Being able to see the Young Master's sword art is a blessing you have cultivated in your eight lifetimes. You can't resist a single move. You dare to say that you can defeat the Young Master?"

"Isn't it just afraid of losing? Isn't it afraid that we will let you out and ruin you? Hurry up, we promise not to speak out, and give you a little bit of face for this bullshit, go away."

The disciples of the Sun Moon Temple scolded in disdain, as if each of them could be pinched to death at any time.

Mo Yufeng disdainfully said, "Master Feng from the Seven God Realms of Megatron is nothing extraordinary."

"Idiot!" Feng Wuchen glanced at the Sun Moon Temple disciple and couldn't help cursing.

"Feng Wuchen, why bother? You are taking your own humiliation. You don't want to admit that you lost to me. I can understand. How can you say that you are also the wind master of the Seven Gods Realm? You are the elder of the **** Ta Keqing. For the sake of this, I'll give you a chance." Mo Qingshan said proudly, completely treating Feng Wuchen as a joke.

Everyone in the Sun Moon Temple sighed with emotion, and their young master was a large number of adults.

Mo Qingshan's words were very harsh to everyone in the Dragon Temple.

Not only do they take the limelight, they can also belittle and insult Feng Wuchen.

"Okay." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, not caring about Mo Qingshan's derogation and insult.

Mo Qingshan shook his head, and said: "Feng Wuchen, I really feel sad for you. After today, there will be no more wind lord in the Seven God Realms!"

Threat! Naked threat!

Feng Wuchen's face was cold and cold, and said: "Sometimes the face is given a lot, and the dog feels that he is a lion."

"What did you say?" Mo Qingshan was furious, his fierce eyes staring at Feng Wuchen like a tiger.

Is Feng Wuchen still blind to the facts? He dared to speak rudely when he died.

"Mo Qingshan lost." Ye Jianying suddenly said.

"Lost?" Ling Xiaoxiao everyone could not help looking at Ye Jianying in amazement, wondering why Ye Jianying said so suddenly.

"Feng Wuchen wasn't the thirty-six style that couldn't resist Mo Qingshan just now, Mo Qingshan didn't actually see it." Ye Jianying shook her head slightly, and did not go on.

What do you mean?

Since it is not unstoppable, why not stop Feng Wuchen?

Don't you feel ashamed in front of so many people?

"What's going on?" Feng Zhengxiong was very strange.

"Master, the disciple doesn't understand what you mean." Yang Meier looked at Ye Jianying in confusion.

Ye Jianying said lightly: "You'll know in a while."

Everyone's eyes fell on Feng Wuchen again, and they all wanted to know how Feng Wuchen would defeat Mo Qingshan.

"Such a powerful sword tactic, in your hands is simply violent." Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"You're looking for death!" Mo Qingshan roared and shot out with the sword in his hand.

Mo Qingshan will no longer be merciful!

Mo Qingshan took out the sword in the air, the divine sword shot out, carrying the mighty power that penetrated the world, and it was almost impossible to see the shadow of the divine sword.

This sword blended the essence of Jinghong Phantom Sword Jue, domineering and fierce, giving people an unmatched feeling.

In front of this sword, all opponents have to kneel down!

"call out!"

Feng Wuchen smiled coldly, and also took out the sword in the air, and the Dragon God Sword came out, with the same moves as Mo Qingshan.

"What?" Mo Qingshan's expression changed drastically, and his eyes almost fell off.

"Sure enough!" Ye Jianying's face was once again full of shock and disbelief.

"I'm not mistaken, right? Brother Feng's sword moves are exactly the same as Mo Qingshan!" Liu Qingyang's eyes widened and exclaimed.

"Is it impossible for Long Er..." As if thinking of something terrible, Long Tianchou was sluggish on the spot.

"It's amazing! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would definitely not believe it." Mie Emperor smiled helplessly.

The Sun Moon Temple was also stunned.

That's right!

Feng Wuchen's sword is exactly the same as Mo Qingshan, but it's different!

The sword of Feng Wuchen is extremely terrifying, shocking everyone from the soul, and the essence of the sword tactic is several times stronger than that of Mo Qingshan.

Mo Qingshan's sword is domineering and fierce.

The wind-free sword is soft and swift.

"Ding!"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the two swords collided, and the sharp and piercing sound made the eardrums tingling. The extremely terrifying sword power carried the mountains and tsunami-like momentum in all directions. Wherever they passed, the towering peaks turned into ashes and disappeared. Violent vibration.

It's not over yet.

"puff!"

At the moment of the collision, Mo Qingshan's expression changed drastically, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the divine sword was blown out forcibly.

Exactly the same sword moves, the power can be said to be different!

Mo Qingshan is powerless to shake!

"It's impossible!" Mo Qingshan roared in horror, and the Dragon God Sword zoomed in rapidly among his frightened pupils.

When the sword tip of the Dragon God Sword was still half an inch from the center of Mo Qingshan's eyebrows, he suddenly stopped.

Because the Dragon God Sword has been held by Feng Wuchen.

Mo Qingshan looked at Feng Wuchen with a sneer in front of him.

Hallucinations?

Not an illusion! This is real!

The whole space is quiet, and the needle drop can be heard.

All the faces were filled with shock and incredible.

"You...how did you start the Phantom Swordsmanship?" Mo Qingshan asked after a long time of horror.

"Just learned." Feng Wuchen grinned, showing two white teeth.