Han Fei walked all the way to the periphery of the Empyrean Waterfall. When he passed by Youye's house, he found that the girl was humming and pruning the flowers.
When she saw Han Fei, Youye smiled brilliantly and greeted him. "How did it go? Did you compromise?"
Han Fei was speechless. "Compromise? What compromise? Hey … By the way, do you know who is the best stick wielder in the Empyrean Waterfall? "
Youye smiled faintly. "Of course it's Old Du! Well … It's Yue Shier's house, the one behind it. Huh? Are you going to fight him? "
Han Fei smiled. "That's right! I just made a breakthrough. My hands are itchy. "
Youye suddenly said, "I heard that your Phantom Glass Wings are very beautiful?"
The corner of Han Fei's mouth twitched. "I'm not a Big Yellow Fish. There's nothing beautiful about them! Hey … "
After chatting with Youye for a while, Han Fei went straight to Wuming who was still sitting on the big green rock.
Seeing Han Fei coming over, Wuming immediately opened his eyes and glanced at Han Fei casually. "Congratulations."
Han Fei smiled faintly and said, "Are you interested in another battle?"
Wuming's eyes immediately lit up. "Of course!"
Ning Jingyao in the distance suddenly shouted, "Hey, hey, hey! Han Fei, you've fought Dou Wuming once. Isn't it our turn? "
Han Fei turned his head and looked around. "Don't panic. Let's fight one by one."
"Hiss!"
Immediately, many people secretly took a deep breath. Judging from Han Fei's tone, was he going to fight them one by one?
Immediately, someone said delightedly, "I like his personality. That's how it should be! How can I stay at home every day without fighting? I like fighting and hot-blooded … "
Immediately, some people went out and leaned against the wall.
Some people sat on the roof. Some people squatted on the roadside and watched, like loafers in the countryside. And some people scanned over with their perception.
…
Han Fei's idea was that now that he had become a Hidden Fisher, he had to slowly summarize the most suitable combat skill for himself.
In other words, Han Fei was going to comprehend every combat skill that he had practiced. For Han Fei, even if a combat skill only had one move, as long as he completely grasped it, it would be considered a success.
Han Fei stepped into the 300-meter sword domain without hesitation.
Wu Ming immediately put his hands on the sword. In that instant, the sky was filled with sword shadows, flying towards him.
A kitchen knife suddenly appeared in Han Fei's hand.
"Ding ding dang dang!"
In an instant, Han Fei, who was in the sword domain, changed his figure and attacked at an extremely fast speed. He used the kitchen knife to cut the sword light. At this moment, his terrifying movement technique was displayed to the fullest. Han Fei was twisting his body in a non-human way.
But no matter how fast Han Fei was, how could he resist the dense and infinite sword lights?
"Dang dang dang!"
Starting from the tenth second, when Han Fei was 100 meters deep, more than ten streaks of sword Qi swept at him almost every second.
However, when the first sword Qi fell on Han Fei, Wuming's eyes narrowed slightly and he murmured, "What a strong physique."
Han Fei was still meticulously shredding the sword Qi and moving forward step by step. When he was only 100 meters away from Wuming, Han Fei suddenly burst out dozens of afterimages. His figure changed so quickly that it was dazzling to the point of blurring.
At this moment, many people who were watching the show with smiles on their faces stopped smiling.
Ning Jingyao became serious and his eyes were deep. "He is not sparring. He is honing his movement technique. Also, he wants to find out his limit through Wuming. "
Li Luoluo also came over and sat on the roof of Ning Jingyao's house. She curled her lips and said, "Is he using us as whetstones?"
Someone smiled faintly. "It's not our turn yet! But I think he has this plan. But it's not bad for Wuming. If his 300-meter sword domain really meets someone like Han Fei, who has thick skin and amazing movement technique … "
Someone shook his head. "If he does meet him, Wuming will attack immediately. He won't waste so much time. Last time, he ate at Han Fei's house, and now karma has come. Wuming is embarrassed … He immediately attacked. However, this is good. I can see Han Fei's potential. "
Han Fei's movement technique was changing. The 64-Dimensional Fish Dragon Dance began to derive all the footwork combat skills he had learned.
Although he still couldn't completely avoid and resist these sword Qi shadows, he was not in a hurry. He knew that Wuming was not in a hurry either. Because up until now, it was the sword domain itself that was attacking.
"Sixty-four?"
Han Fei naturally knew that the 64-Dimensional Fish Dragon Dance could simulate all kinds of movement techniques. But Han Fei had been neglecting one problem, which was the 64-Dimensional Fish Dragon Dance itself. If all the sixty-four changes were performed …
"Puchi!"
Han Fei's afterimages appeared in the 300-meter sword domain one after another and were shattered by the sword Qi.
However, there were more and more afterimages, to the extent that the sword Qi couldn't even attack them at the same time.
"Huh?"
Someone said in surprise, "Han Fei's afterimages are also avoiding the sword Qi!"
Someone was confused. "That's not right! Those afterimages can be distinguished at a glance. Is it necessary to avoid the sword Qi? "
Suddenly, someone said, "Wait, Han Fei is trying to switch between the afterimages."
Youye murmured, "He walked forward another 50 meters. Every breath, there would only be a dozen or so Sword Qi that landed on his body. It has become less. "
After about five minutes, Wuming suddenly said, "My spiritual energy is running out. Take a sword strike from me."
With that, Wuming drew his sword, and a snow-silver cold light suddenly flashed, splitting the sky like lightning.
When he took this sword strike, Han Fei retreated quickly, and the Blood-Drinking Knife in his hand, like a flying butterfly, cut 23 times on the sword light in a row.
In the end, the corners of Han Fei's mouth curled up slightly. He finally used the Draw Technique and smashed Wuming's sword strike with one slash.
Wuming was slightly surprised. "You found … The flaw of my sword strike?"
Han Fei put away the Blood-Drinking Knife, pointed his finger, and a column of spiritual energy drilled into Wuming's body. "Almost! Your sword strike is strong, but it's too fast. "
Wuming frowned. "Speed is invincible, right?"
Han Fei thought for a moment and explained, "Yes, and no! For those who are slower than you, you'll definitely win. For those who are faster than you, because your sword is too fast, they won't be able to follow up. As long as the outer layer of sword light is broken, the threat of this sword strike will be small. "
Wuming slightly nodded. "Not bad. You can come again later."
Han Fei twisted his head, and his clothes were already in tatters. He raised his head and looked at Ning Jingyao. "Do you want to play with knives?"
Ning Jingyao grinned and said, "Sure!"
Li Luoluo exclaimed and said, "Ning Jingyao, go up to the sky and fight. Don't fight here."
Someone echoed, "Yes, yes, go up to the sky. Don't come down."
Han Fei was confused. "???"
Someone said, "Ning Jingyao is quite destructive! On the ground, it would take him half a day to repair a road. "
Han Fei narrowed his eyes. Is he really that strong?
Ning Jingyao chuckled too. "You're exaggerating! I'm very steady. I'm not that exaggerating. "
"Steady my a * s! Just go up. "
Ning Jingyao didn't explain. With a splash, he spread his wings, and the white feathers soared into the sky. He didn't stop until he was 500 meters in the air.
"Hoop!"
Han Fei grinned and unfolded the Phantom Glass Wings. With a gentle flap of the dazzling glass wings, he soared into the sky.
Someone asked in surprise, "Is this the Phantom Glass Wings?"
Youye smiled casually. "Beautiful, even more beautiful than my Sky Blue Flower."
Lying on the roof, Li Luoluo looked at the sky and said, "It is beautiful. However, if Han Fei is training himself, he probably won't use the ability of the Phantom Glass Wings. What a pity. "
Holding a bowl, Yue Shier looked up at the sky enviously.
…
In the sky, Ning Jingyao said with a smile, "The knife technique I practice is also called the Star Demonic Knife. You can actually come to me at night. However, I'm not weak during the day. "
Han Fei thought for a moment. "I have the Draw Technique. And … Ten Thousand Knives in One. "
Then, Han Fei grabbed at the Empyrean Waterfall.
On the Empyrean Waterfall's side, steam was rising and clouds were rising. So, there was no shortage of water. Han Fei, who had lost his knife, could use water, so it was the same.
He planned to give up the Million Knife Art completely. That thing really consumed too much of his weapon. To really cultivate ten thousand knives? That was unrealistic. Even if he had ten thousand knives, once he made a breakthrough, it would be a serious problem to replace those knives.
Therefore, it was not necessarily a bad thing to give up decisively.
He grabbed the clouds and condensed the water knives just to cover up the Infinity Water. In a sense, the knives that Han Fei transformed with the Infinity Water should be stronger than ordinary ultra-quality spiritual weapons, and should have reached the level of an ultra-quality spiritual weapon with a sealed spirit.
It could be seen that in the future, the Infinity Water was very likely, no … It was definitely possible to burst out the power of a Semi-Divine weapon or even a Divine weapon.
Ning Jingyao didn't care. No matter who the opponent was, he just needed to break them with one knife. If one knife didn't work, then two. If two didn't work, then three.
"Hold the sun and the moon and pick the stars."
Ning Jingyao's aura suddenly changed, and an illusory long knife seemed to condense beside him.
He clamped the long knife with both hands and raised it in an instant. The wind blew around, and the light bloomed. Weird and terrifying. The hundred-meter-long knife shadow, illusory and illusory, slashed directly at Han Fei.
"Shoot! Is this guy so crazy? "
Han Fei was also stunned. It was the first time he had seen someone fight with a hundred-meter-long knife attack. Besides, that knife was actually not weaker than Wuming's sword attack just now.
"Domineering, weird, terrifying …"
Different from swordsmen, people who used knives were usually more violent and tough. Just like this knife, it directly slashed down, shaking everyone's mind.
Han Fei immediately gave up the Ten Thousand Knives in One. When the Blood-Drinking Knife was drawn, all his essence, qi, and spirit were integrated into the knife. Han Fei waved the knife horizontally, and a ten-meter-long knife light cut up horizontally.
Clang ~
The roar, under this waterfall, produced bursts of echoes. Each sound carried a touch of air wave.
Above the sky, halos flashed.
The Empyrean Waterfall, the waterfall curved.
Above the Empyrean Waterfall, in the surging waves, Qing Chen was looking at the sky in astonishment, watching the collision that was as bright as the sun, and murmured, "Wow, it's really fierce!"
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