Chapter 2243



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

So arrogant!

If you don't give Mo Qingshan some color, you really think that he is invincible in the world!

Feng Wuchen's eyes became very cold.

At that moment, Mo Qingshan only felt that he was being targeted by a vicious wolf.

The back is cold and the scalp is numb.

But then Mo Qingshan was furious, and he was frightened by Feng Wuchen's look.

Is this still the first genius of the Heavenly God Realm?

"There is a sky in the sky? Are you worthy of saying this in front of me? In the field of kendo, Ye Jianying is nothing in front of me. Do you really think that a holy sword can crush me? It's so stupid!" Mo Qingshan said gloomily, Blue veins swelled up on his face, and he was furious.

Although the holy sword can restrain the divine sword, it has no effect in the face of the powerful kendo field and sword art.

This is also the reason why Mo Qingshan is arrogant and arrogant.

Feng Wuchen looked at Mo Qingshan coldly, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. It wasn't a sneer, it wasn't a wicked smile, it was just a very ordinary smile.

But this smile made Mo Qingshan snort in his heart. Could it be that Feng Wuchen surpassed himself in the field of kendo?

Impossible!

But Feng Wuchen's faint smile brought unprecedented terrifying pressure to Mo Qingshan.

"You talk a lot." The sword pointed at Mo Qingshan, and Feng Wuchen said indifferently: "I will let you know today that your Jinghong Phantom Sword Art is not the strongest!"

"Don't be ashamed!" Mo Qingshan was furious, and immediately burst out with the top-level sword, like a blue lightning, rushing towards Feng Wuchen with the might that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

Mo Qingshan decided that he would completely crush Feng Wuchen in the field of kendo, and make Feng Wuchen ruin his reputation!

Mo Qingshan approached in an instant, and a sword stabbed out, seemingly ordinary, but incomparably fierce.

Feng Wuchen could see that this sword was very domineering.

With all his strength, Feng Wuchen greeted him with a sword, clean and neat, without any bells and whistles.

"Ding!"

"Buzz!"

The tip of the sword collided, and there was a sharp and crisp sound. The two domineering forces that collided seemed to have encountered unprecedented resistance to each other, and no one could advance half a point.

"Your strength can reach the realm of a one-star Lord God. It seems that your body is very powerful, but it should be the limit, right?" Mo Qingshan said coldly, not surprised that Feng Wuchen could block his sword.

Feng Wuchen did not speak, and seemed to acquiesce.

After all, Mo Qingshan's sword was doing his best.

Feng Wuchen's silence actually made Mo Qingshan feel a little proud in his heart.

No more nonsense, Mo Qingshan fired his sword again, and the speed was extremely fast. It seemed that a sword was stabbed out, but invisibly, there were tens of thousands of swords offensive, which was extremely overbearing and ruthless.

"Shhhhhh!"

Feng Wuchen's figure flickered constantly, and dense afterimages had been transformed into the void.

"It looks like a phantom, but it really exists. A sword is ever-changing, and the essence of sword art." Feng Wuchen said secretly, and spoke highly of Jinghong Phantom Sword Art.

In my mind, the picture of Mo Qingshan splitting his sword beam into countless pieces just now came to his mind.

Jinghong Phantom Sword Jue is indeed scary.

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

But it is a pity that Mo Qingshan is facing Feng Wuchen.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

As Feng Wuchen's figure flickered, there was also a series of sharp collisions of gold and iron.

"Master Donghuang Xiu's sword art, the existence of dominating the Seven Gods Realm, how can you compete? I see how long you can hold on." Mo Qingshan said disdainfully, and his aloof posture, as if Feng Wuchen was in front of him, was an ant.

But when Mo Qingshan's voice fell, his face turned petrified.

Feng Wuchen actually blocked all the invisible swords, not a single sword leaked.

Those are thousands of invisible swords, and Feng Wuchen resisted them all in an instant.

With the same level of cultivation, who can resist it?

Ye Jianying may not be able to do it!

"Your sword is not very good, it's flashy, it's too fancy." Feng Wuchen said coldly, at this moment, he was holding the Dragon God Sword and rushing towards Mo Qingshan, his eyes were cold.

"Humph! This is just the beginning. If you can break my sword, you are qualified to see the true power of Jinghong Phantom Sword Art!" Mo Qingshan said coldly, not to be outdone and shot out.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Buzz!"

The fierce battle unfolded, and Mo Qingshan did not hold back at all this time, and all the superb sword moves were displayed, incisively and vividly, the domineering and ferocious offensive, each sword was very fierce and fierce, suppressing Feng Wuchen all the way.

The collision of each sword shook the space three times.

"The leader of the alliance is at a disadvantage, such a powerful sword technique!" Yang Mei'er was stunned.

"Jinghong Phantom Sword Jutsu is too domineering, Brother Feng's sword moves are all restrained, and it is very reluctant to be able to resist." Ling Xiaoxiao said anxiously, seeing Feng Wuchen being suppressed by his opponent on the sword way for the first time.

"Every sword has blocked Brother Feng, and there is no chance to use the sword at all. Even if the sword is used, it will be restrained in an instant." Liu Qingyang frowned, he also used the sword, and naturally Feng Wuchen was very passive.

No one objected, they could see it.

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

Ye Jianying's expression was even more praiseworthy, stunned, and completely petrified on the spot.

The others didn't notice his expression, and they focused on Feng Wuchen.

In the fierce battle, Feng Wuchen was busy resisting Mo Qingshan's domineering and ruthless sword moves.

In just a few minutes, Feng Wuchen had more than a dozen sword wounds on his body.

"Feng Wuchen, I can see it clearly, you are basically trash in the field of kendo, Sun Moon Temple has many disciples who are stronger than you, Jinghong Phantom Sword Jutsu 36 moves, every move, you can't resist at all, Even the most basic sword moves can't be resisted, how can you resist the power of the sword art?" Mo Qingshan suppressed Feng Wuchen all the way, and was extremely excited, and at the same time, he was less and less concerned about Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen did not speak, his expression was solemn, and he took every move of Mo Qingshan very seriously.

Feng Wuchen sometimes frowned, sometimes wondered, sometimes puzzled, as if thinking about problems, not fighting.

After more than ten minutes, Feng Wuchen was covered in sword wounds all over his body, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Everyone in the Dragon Temple was extremely worried and anxious.

The people in the Sun Moon Temple cheered excitedly, and shouted to kill Feng Wuchen.

"Feng Wuchen, don't you want to compare swords with me? That's just you? Don't you say there is a heaven outside the sky? It's really ignorant and stupid!" Mo Qingshan said disdainfully, as if the teacher criticized the students.

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

But Feng Wuchen's question made Mo Qingshan stunned.

What do you mean?

What's the end?

Mo Qingshan's proud face darkened completely.

Feng Wuchen has no medicine to save to this extent?