Chapter 851 Sharpening the Knife (Part 1)

Han Fei walked all the way to the periphery of the hanging waterfall. When passing Yuno's house, I found that the girl was humming a little song and pruning flower branches.

When he saw Han Fei, Yuno smiled brightly and said hello, "How about it, compromise?"

Han Fei was speechless: "What is the compromise? Compromise? Hey... By the way, you know who is the best at playing sticks in our hanging waterfall?"

Yuno smiled lightly and said, "Of course it's Old Du! Well... it's Yue Shier's family, the one behind. Huh? Are you going to fight with him?"

Han Fei smiled slightly: "Yes! I just broke through, and my hands are itchy."

Yuno suddenly said: "I heard that your phantom glazed wings are very beautiful?"

The corner of Han Fei's mouth twitched: "I'm not a big yellow croaker, there's nothing to look at! Hey..."

After chatting with You Ye for a few words, Han Fei ran straight, and Wu Ming, who was still sitting on the big bluestone, walked over.

Seeing Han Fei coming, Wuming opened his eyes immediately, and gave Han Fei a faint look: "Congratulations."

Han Fei smiled slightly and said, "Are you interested in fighting again?"

Wuming's eyes lit up immediately: "Of course, you can!"

But Ning Jingyao in the distance suddenly shouted: "Hey, hey! Han Fei, you have fought Wuming once, isn't it our turn?"

Han Fei turned his head to look: "Don't panic, come one by one."

"hiss!"

Immediately, many people took a deep breath. Hearing Han Fei's tone, did he want to call them one by one?

Immediately, someone happily said: "I like this temperament. It should be like this! I stay at home every day and don't fight. What does that sound like? I like fighting, I like blood..."

Suddenly, someone went out and leaned against the wall.

Someone sat on the roof. Others squatted on the side of the road, watching, like rural bums. Someone, on the other hand, swept over with perception.

...

Han Fei's idea is: since he has broken through to the diver, he still has to slowly sum up the combat skills that are most suitable for him.

In other words, Han Fei wanted to understand every combat skill he had cultivated. For Han Fei, even if there is only one move in a combat technique, as long as he masters this move completely, it will be considered a success.

Han Fei stepped into the 300-meter sword field without hesitation.

Wuming immediately put both hands on the sword. At that moment, sword shadows filled the sky, flying in a scroll.

In Han Fei's hand, at some point, there was an extra kitchen knife.

"jingling!"

In an instant, Han Fei's figure changed in the sword field, and he drew his sword extremely fast. He used a kitchen knife to cut the sword light, and his terrifying body skills were vividly displayed at this moment. Han Fei was twisting his body in an inhuman way.

But no matter how fast Han Fei was, how could he block the countless sword lights?

"Clang clang clang!"

From the 10th breath, when Han Fei went 100 meters deep, almost every breath had more than 10 rays of sword energy sweeping over his body.

However, when the first sword energy fell on Han Fei, Wuming's eyes shrank slightly, and he murmured, "What a strong physique."

Han Fei was still cutting up the sword energy meticulously, and moved forward step by step. When he was only 100 meters away from Wuming, Han Fei suddenly burst into dozens of afterimages. The figure changed, almost to the point of dazzling people.

At this moment, many people watching the show with smiles restrained their smiles.

Ning Jingyao became serious, with deep eyes: "He's not discussing, he's honing his body skills. In addition, he wants to find out the limit of his own endurance through Wuming."

At some point, Li Luoluo came over, sat on the roof of Ning Jingyao's house, pouted and said, "Did he use us as a whetstone?"

Someone smiled lightly and said: "We haven't reached us yet! However, I think he has this plan. But it is not bad for Wuming. If he really meets someone like Han Fei in the 300-meter sword field, he will have a thick skin The flesh is rough, the movement is amazing..."

Someone shook his head: "If we really meet, Wuming will draw the sword immediately, and won't wait so long. Last time, I ate the meal at Han Fei's house, and now the retribution has come. Wuming is even embarrassed...the sword will be drawn immediately. However, this is also good, we can see Han Fei's potential."

Han Fei's movements were changing. The sixty-four elephant fish and dragon dance began to evolve all the footwork combat skills he had learned.

Although he still couldn't completely avoid and resist these sword qi lights and shadows, he was not in a hurry. He knew that Wuming was not in a hurry. Because until now, it was the sword domain itself that was attacking.

"Sixty-four elephants?"

Han Fei naturally knew that the Sixty-Four Elephant Fish and Dragon Dance could imitate various movements. But all this time, Han Fei had overlooked one issue: the Sixty-Four Elephant Fish-Dragon Dance itself. These sixty-four impermanent changes, if all of them are used...

"Pfft!"

Afterimages of Han Fei appeared in the 300-meter sword field, and the afterimages were shattered by the sword energy.

However, there were more and more afterimages, to the point where the sword qi couldn't even attack at the same time.

"Huh?"

Someone said in surprise: "Han Fei's afterimage itself is also avoiding the sword energy!"

Some people wondered: "That's not right! Those afterimages can be distinguished at a glance. Can you avoid the sword energy? Why is it necessary?"

Suddenly, someone said: "No, Han Fei is trying to switch between afterimages."

You Ye murmured: "He walked another 50 meters. Every breath, the sword energy fell on him, but only a dozen or so, less."

After about 300 breaths, Wuming suddenly said: "My spiritual energy is almost exhausted, take my sword."

After finishing speaking, Wuming drew his sword, and a snow-silver cold light suddenly flashed, like thunder splitting the sky.

When receiving the sword, Han Fei's figure retreated violently, the blood-drinking knife in his hand was like a flying butterfly, and he slashed 23 times in a row on that sword light.

In the end, the corners of Han Fei's mouth curled up slightly. The knife drawing technique finally struck, and Wuming's sword was chopped into pieces with one blow.

Wuming was slightly surprised: "You found... the flaw in my sword?"

Han Fei put away the blood-drinking knife, pointed his finger, and a pillar of aura penetrated into Wuming's body: "Almost! Your sword is strong, but it's too fast."

Wuming frowned: "The only thing that can't be broken is fast, isn't it?"

Han Fei thought for a while and explained: "Yes, it's not right! For those who are slower than you, you must win. For those who are faster than you, because your sword is too fast, resulting in insufficient successors .As long as the outer sword glow is broken, the threat of this sword will be reduced."

Wuming raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly: "That's right, you can come again later."

Han Fei turned his head, and his whole body flashed, already in tatters. He directly raised his head and looked at Ning Jingyao: "Do you play with knives?"

Ning Jingyao grinned and said, "Okay!"

Li Luoluo let out a "ah" and said directly: "Ning Jingyao, you fly up to fight, don't fight here."

Someone echoed: "Yes, yes, go to the sky quickly, don't come down."

Han Fei was puzzled: "???"

Only someone said: "Ning Jingyao's bastard's destructive power is a bit strong! On the ground, with this knife, it will take a long time to repair the road."

Han Fei narrowed his eyes slightly: Is it so strong?

I saw Ning Jingyao also chuckled: "Exaggerated! I am very stable, not so exaggerated."

"Stay safe, are you steady? Slip up."

Ning Jingyao didn't explain either. With a clatter, the wings spread open, and the white wings soared into the sky. It stopped at an altitude of 500 meters.

"Hula!"

Han Fei grinned, and the phantom glazed wings opened. With a light swipe of the dazzling glass, the whole person soars into the sky.

Someone asked in surprise, "Is this the Phantom Glass Wing?"

Yuno smiled casually: "It's pretty, even prettier than my sky blue flower."

Li Luoluo lay on the roof, looked at the sky and said, "It's beautiful. However, if Han Fei is training himself, he probably won't be able to use the ability of Phantom Glass Wings. It's a pity."

Yue Twelve held the bowl and looked up at the sky, a little envious.

...

Above the sky, Ning Jingyao said with a smile: "The sword technique I practice is also called the Star Magic Sword. Actually, you can come to me at night. However, I'm not weak during the day."

Han Fei thought for a while: "I have a skill of drawing swords. And... a record of ten thousand swords returning to the clan."

After speaking, Han Fei grabbed the waterfall.

On the side of the Xuantian Waterfall, the water vapor is already steaming, and the clouds and mist are shrouded in it. So, there is no shortage of water at all. And Han Fei, who didn't have a knife, could use water, which was the same.

His plan is to completely give up Wan Dao Liu. That stuff is really too much of a weapon. Want to truly cultivate into ten thousand knives? That's not realistic. Even if you have ten thousand handle knives, once you break through, the replacement of those knives will be a serious problem.

Therefore, giving up decisively is not necessarily a bad thing.

And grabbing the clouds and condensing the water knife is just to cover up the endless water. In a sense, Han Fei's endless hydration knife at this moment should be stronger than ordinary top-grade spiritual weapons, and should have reached the level of top-quality spiritual weapons after sealing the spirit.

It can be seen from this that in the future, Endless Water is very likely, no... it is definitely possible to erupt with power that surpasses demigod soldiers, or even god soldiers.

Ning Jingyao didn't care. No matter what opponent, he only needs to break it with one blow. If one knife is not enough, then two knife. If two knives are not enough, then three knives.

"Pick the stars with the sun and the moon in your hands."

Suddenly, Ning Jingyao's momentum changed abruptly, as if an illusory long knife appeared beside him.

I saw him clamping the long knife with both hands and raising the knife instantly. The wind blows all around, and the brilliance blooms. Monster and terrifying, the 100-meter knife shadow, seemingly unreal, slashed directly at Han Fei.

"Fuck! Is this guy so crazy?"

Han Fei was also dumbfounded. It was the first time he saw someone fighting, and it was a 100-meter mad knife as soon as he came up. Moreover, that sword was not weaker than Wuming's sword at all.

"Overbearing, bewildering, terrifying..."

Unlike those who use swords, those who use knives are usually more violent and tough. Just like this knife, it was cut directly, and everyone's hearts were shaken.

Han Fei immediately gave up Wandao Guizong. The blood-drinking knife came out, with all the energy and energy, and all of it was integrated into the knife. Han Fei waved the knife horizontally, and the ten-meter knife glowed horizontally.

"Clang~"

The roaring sound echoed under the waterfall. Every sound is accompanied by a wave of anger.

Above the sky, a halo of light flickered.

The waterfall hangs in the sky, and the waterfall bends.

However, on the waterfall hanging from the sky, amidst the rushing waves, Qingchen was looking at the sky in astonishment, watching the collision as bright as a scorching sun, and murmured: "Good guy, it's quite vigorous! !"

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