Chapter 283: Sword Cutting Peach Blossom
Su Xiaomei looked excited and eager to try.
However, she did not take direct action.
His big eyes turned slightly, he said "Please!", and then stood still.
For some reason, Shuo Feng did not choose to take action.
Instead, he just stood there motionless, making no move.
Zhang Haobo looked at the two of them suspiciously, wondering what they were up to.
After a long time, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Shuo Feng's face: "Little sister, didn't you say you wanted to fight with me? Why don't you do it?"
Su Xiaomei replied seriously: "My brother always taught me that when I am out in the world, I should respect the elderly and love the young. You are so much older than me, I will definitely let you strike first, and then I will fight back!"
Shuo Feng seemed to be shocked by Su Xiaomei's words and was slightly stunned.
Then he said solemnly: "I already know your intention. But I can barely be considered as half your elder, so of course I have to give in to the younger generation."
"You should make the first move!"
"No, no, no, you go first..."
"You first!"
…
Zhang Haobo looked at the strange scene of the two people being humble to each other in front of him, and his expression couldn't help but become strange.
"This person called Shuo Feng..."
Thinking about how he had constantly provoked Shen Yurou before, and when he saw that she had no intention of taking action, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.
Zhang Haobo couldn't help but seem to understand something.
"Okay, it seems that you have figured it out, little sister. The martial arts I practice are somewhat special." After a while, seeing that the two were still in a stalemate, Shuo Feng no longer concealed it.
He said frankly: "If I am not attacked by others, I can't take the initiative. So, please go first, little sister!"
Su Xiaomei looked as if she had expected it, and seemed a little proud.
But then, it got serious.
A layer of faint red flame appeared on his body, and he actually used his own foundation-building magic item [Spiritual Fury] as soon as he came up.
The air twisted and Su Xiaomei disappeared in an instant.
But beside Shuo Feng, six identical figures appeared at the same time.
They all look like Su Xiaomei, but their facial expressions are different.
Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, thought, and worry.
As a result, the flames on their bodies all showed different colors.
The six clones surrounded Shuo Feng, and each used close combat moves using fists, palms, fingers, legs, elbows, and shoulders.
The flames mixed with colorful private colors were about to hit Shuo Feng.
“It’s all fancy!”
Shuo Feng's voice sounded at this moment.
A flash of white light passed by.
Draw several lines in the air.
"Bang!"
No one knew what happened, but all six of Su Xiaomei's clones were hit in an instant.
It stayed in the air for a moment, then there were bursts of air explosions, and it was blown away at an alarming speed.
"That's all..."
Before Shuo Feng could finish his words, the six flying figures suddenly disappeared.
Appeared beside Shuo Feng again.
Moreover, the speed remains unchanged.
But the direction changed to sprint towards Shuo Feng.
Another flash of white light appeared.
Six flying bodies were knocked away again.
The speed is faster than before.
But it didn't work.
Just a moment later, Su Xiaomei flew back with boiling flames at a faster speed and approached Shuo Feng.
What greeted them was still a dazzling white light.
Knocked away again.
…
The battle continues in this cycle over and over again.
Su Xiaomei's clone's attack speed was getting faster and faster.
And Shuo Feng's white light appeared more and more frequently.
At this time, Zhang Haobo, who had been watching the battle for a long time, finally saw the clue.
That white light was a sword.
A wooden sword.
Every time the white light appeared, the wooden sword suddenly appeared.
Then Shuo Feng used the sword to lightly tap Su Xiaomei.
"This speed..." Zhang Haobo was shocked.
Judging from Shuo Feng's ease, it was obvious that he was not using his full strength.
Even so, the strength displayed was extremely terrifying.
Zhang Haobo asked himself that if he switched positions with Su Xiaomei at this moment, he would probably be defeated in just a few moves.
"However, it seems that he hasn't tried his best..."
In the center of the battlefield, Shuo Feng seemed tired of this game of back and forth.
"Not bad. But that's all!"
His expression became serious, and this time he used the edge of his sword.
A white light lit up, and in an instant it passed through the six clones one by one.
Countless silver lines exploded from his body.
In an instant, the clone was cut into countless pieces.
Scattered all over the ground.
However, neither Zhang Haobo nor Shuo Feng had any change in expression.
"whee!"
“Woo woo!”
"ah!"
…
All kinds of sounds came from the fragments.
As if they all had their own consciousness, they kept squirming on the ground, moving closer to each other.
After a moment, six clones were formed again.
After "resurrection", their expressions seemed to become a little richer.
"Interesting." Shuo Feng, who was besieged again, finally looked serious.
Six identical wooden swords suddenly appeared beside him.
They faced Su Xiaomei's six clones one by one.
While blocking the clone, Shuo Feng looked around, as if looking for something.
After a moment, a smile appeared on his face.
The next moment, Shuo Feng appeared six feet away on the left, in a seemingly empty place.
He held another wooden sword in his hand and swung it lightly forward.
A hidden figure was suddenly knocked out by Shuo Feng.
However, the next second, the smile on Shuo Feng's face disappeared.
Because of this hidden figure, the expression on his face was full of worry.
It’s not the real body, but the clone of You!
Shuo Feng chopped the clone into pieces with one sword and looked back at the six clones.
Su Xiaomei herself winked at him mischievously.
Shuo Feng had a blank expression on his face as he swung the six wooden swords, instantly cutting the six bodies in half.
"Where else can you escape to?"
Shuo Feng looked at the fragments of seven figures in total and narrowed his eyes.
"Escape? I've been here since the beginning."
As if responding to his words, Su Xiaomei's voice sounded behind Shuo Feng.
The eyes turned red, and the debris on the battlefield suddenly disappeared, returning to its original form.
Six different expressions quickly change on the face.
Finally it settled on anger.
Then, his momentum increased suddenly, and his innate magical powers were activated.
The red in the eyes spread and dyed the hair red.
Eight times the power suddenly burst out.
Su Xiaomei punched Shuo Feng hard!
However……
The blue cloth on Shuo Feng's body was glowing.
He himself remained motionless.
Just the corner of his clothes shook.
Shuo Feng's expression did not change at all.
But suddenly a sword shadow appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, Su Xiaomei sighed repeatedly: "No more fighting! It's boring!"
Shuo Feng paused slightly.
He turned around and looked in the direction of Shixi Mountain from which he came.
The world seemed to brighten up in an instant.
A sword light flew away into the distance.
"boom!"
As if it hit something.
There were faint rumbling sounds and muffled groans.
Looking at the peach blossoms slowly falling in the distance, Shuo Feng snorted coldly, closed his eyes and put away his sword.
…
Li Fan, who had a full view of the battle in the Tianxuan Mirror, couldn't help but praise.
"Great swordsmanship!"
(End of this chapter)
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