"What's your name?" he asked.

Chen Feiping hurt the enemy with one move, and he couldn't help but feel proud. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said proudly: "The wind from the rain helps the clouds cover the sun, and the cold light grows in the day! This is my Chen family's unique skill - the Seven Swords of Bixia! This move is the first move, and the clouds come out of Bixia! You can see it today, which is your luck!"

"It's really amazing!" Lei Luo sighed, then raised the corner of his mouth: "But, if you want to defeat me, these are not enough!"

Chen Fei smiled lightly: "Your embarrassing look just now has explained a lot of problems. How useful is it to be tough? "

Lei Luo smiled slightly and pointed a gun at Chen Feiping with one hand: "It is a skill to avoid it. Being free and easy will have to pay the price. Don't talk nonsense, come again!"

This time, he chose to attack, with the soul-breaking spear in his mouth but not spitting, half shrinking and half hidden, both of which are both of the agility of short soldiers and the might of long soldiers. The length and length are as good as the will, like a silver dragon hidden in the void, directly killing Chen Feiping.

Since the opponent's sword is so powerful, take the lead before it starts. If you can't resist at all, it will be easier to escape because of your initiative.

Chen Feiping naturally saw his thoughts, but he didn't care. As a disciple of a famous family, he was very proud and confident. He had already known Lei Luo's background in those two moves before. If he talked about the moves alone, he was not a little better than him.

The clouds and mist rose again, and green light appeared. Chen Feiping's body emitted a powerful aura. The long sword in his hand was suspended without firing, and he was calm and moved, like a fisherman who was waiting for a net.

Lei Luo's arms trembled rapidly, and the soul-breaking spear flew across, emitting several powerful winds, trying to disperse the gradually growing clouds and mist.

Chen Feiping snorted coldly, and the sword force suddenly changed. The clouds and blue light instantly converged and gathered together, like a giant blade across the sky, swept open the soul-breaking gun, and suddenly pressed down with his deep shout.

Lei Luo flew rapidly, turned his gun and stabbed him back. The true energy was everywhere, and a layer of light appeared on the body of the gun, colliding with the clouds that were about to condense into substance.

With a bang, the two figures immediately separated.

Chen Feiping took several steps in a row, took a deep breath, and a cold smile flashed in his eyes.

Lei Luo retreated further. He was originally taking the initiative, but because the opponent's moves were too exquisite, he had to become a defensive. He was unable to exert the maximum attack power because of his ordinary moves. He retreated again and again, and his shoulders were swept by the scattered sword energy, leaving a slight wound.

"Come again!" His expression remained unchanged, and he growled and stabbed him out again.

Chen Fei's plane was as deep as water, and he pounced on him without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, during this confrontation, Lei Luo added another wound to his body. Although it was not heavy, he always looked a little embarrassed. Chen Feiping was not hurt at all except for a little gasping.

The two of them are equal in strength, and Lei Luo is at most slightly inferior to the opponent. The reason why they are injured one after another is completely inferior to the moves.

This is the benefit of famous families.

With countless years of background and accumulation, various exquisite moves and resources, and the guidance of the family masters system, their descendants will inevitably be different from those of local warriors like Lei Luo.

Although it is unfair, it cannot be changed.

If Chen Feiping hadn't had a lack of fire, he would have been more than just a minor injury.

Again, injured again...

Lei Luo seemed to be angry, and he didn't believe in evil attacks again and again, attacked, attacked again and again...

Gradually, there were more and more wounds on his body, and his upper body almost turned into strips of cloth.

From beginning to end, the second head of the family looked at him with a smile. In his opinion, every time Lei Luo was injured, it was equivalent to a little bit of face from Hai Wuya, and he felt a little proud. When Lei Luo was unable to fight again and fell to the ground, the face of Yunxiao Martial Arts Academy would be completely lost. At that time, he would still have the face to propose marriage again!

An elder whispered in a worry: "Master, this is not a solution. Qi and blood are the source of a person's strength. He has shed a lot of blood now, and he will not be able to hold on sooner or later. If he is not careful in one move, he will be abandoned by the other party! Not only will he lose the face of our Martial Arts Academy, he will also be unable to explain to Daoyuan!"

Hai Wuya shook his head slowly: "Not necessarily! In my opinion, although Lei Luo was at a disadvantage and was very embarrassed, as long as he did not hurt the root, these injuries seemed serious, but in fact there was no danger. I thought he was not Chen Feiping's opponent at all, and I was really worried. Unexpectedly, this kid's performance surprised me! He could fight with the other party with his own understanding and instinct, which was really rare! Moreover, as far as I know, this guy is very smart and has never been a loser! He could change his style of playing, but now he is trying to get hurt. Don't you think this is strange?"

"This... I am ashamed, please give me some advice!"

"Normal, no one is so stupid that he still fights the opponent to the death even though he knows he is injured. If this happens, he must have some plans or plans. The two of them have similar strengths and the same realm. The only difference is the subtle moves and the amount of combat experience. If I guess correctly, he must want to use this to improve his combat experience. You must know how rare it is to have an opponent with similar strength to his in such a battle..."

The elder said in surprise: "It's worth taking such a desperate risk just to improve his experience? This guy is a bit crazy!"

"Of course it's more than that!" Hai Wuya looked at them with a focused expression and continued, "Didn't you notice that although Chen Feiping's moves are exquisite, he only had three moves back and forth for so long? At most, the most, that is, the use of the used moves is slightly changed again. The essence is still not out of the scope of those three moves! This shows that the seven swords of the Chen family of Bixia should only be able to use three swords. As for the other four sword moves, he cannot use them, or he does not have enough real energy and has no strength!"

"I think it was because Lei Luo saw this clearly that he did not hesitate to try his hand, hoping to take the opportunity to find out the flaws in the opponent's swordsmanship, so as to seize the opportunity and turn defeat into victory."

The elder said in confusion: "That's the sword technique he passed down from his family, so how could he be a minor one! With Lei Luo's cultivation knowledge, I'm afraid that it's impossible to find out the flaws so easily?!"

Hai Wuya smiled faintly: "There is no sword technique in the world without any flaws! Our Thunder Wind and Rain Sword Sect is like this, the Flying Star Sword Technique of Xuantian Sword Sect is like this, and the Bixia Seven Swords of the Chen family are like this! It is said that bystanders are clear about the authorities and are confused. Generally speaking, this is true, but sometimes it is not the case in the battle between two people! The changes in moves, the hardness and softness of the true essence, and the transformation of the energy, can only truly experience the subtle changes. Besides, Chen Feiping is young and vigorous, and his mind is restless, and he must have the upper hand at this moment. He will inevitably underestimate the enemy in his heart. If he only has these methods, even if Lei Luo cannot defeat him, he will definitely not be defeated! At most, he will be injured and look more embarrassed..."

The disciples of the martial arts academy also began to whisper and whisper. They saw Lei Luo looking careless and smiling on weekdays, but they didn't expect that this guy had such strength! Although he had few attacks and defenses at this moment, it still did not hinder everyone's surprise and praise.

As time passed, the second head of the family gradually became a little impatient and cursed: I didn’t expect this brat to be so difficult, and he was almost beaten to death by Ping'er, but he just couldn’t bear it!

Indeed, Lei Luo’s appearance can no longer be described as embarrassing, it should be said that it is miserable.

The black belt he tied with his hair had long been cut by the sword energy, his hair was scattered and drooped, and there were several blood marks on his face. He looked a little hideous and terrifying. His clothes were torn and dozens of wounds were extremely eye-catching. Most of them were still slowly oozing out blood. Mixed with sweat on his body, it kept dripping on the bluestone bricks under his feet, turning into dark red.

On the other hand, Chen Feiping was completely unharmed except for some wrinkles in his clothes, some uneven breath, and some sweat on his forehead.

In the eyes of many people, the outcome is basically decided.

However, is this really the case?
Chapter completed!