Whether Feng Zhinian is waiting for Feng Zhihua's ugliness in the sky as Wen Ruihong thinks, no one knows except himself. If it weren't for the fact that he was injured and expected to impact the universe, who could guess what he really thought in his heart

The Sword God Villa also lives up to its reputation, although the old and new generations of sword gods regard each other as enemies, they are still father and son, and they are related by blood. The duel between the two has also entered a white heat.

The fusion of the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound and the Heavenly Sword Seal is Feng Jiu's strongest method at present, and with just one slash, half of the phoenix's body will be cut off. However, the Daohua Phoenix named "Nirvana", no matter how many blows it receives, can recover in an instant, and has unparalleled recovery power.

Feng Zhinian's severe trauma back then had caused his spiritual realm to always stagnate at the first level of the divine realm, which was also the reason why he gradually faded out of the cultivation realm. He once thought he could do anything, so he was arrogant and didn't take anyone seriously, and he paid the price for his arrogance, a young enemy who had been hiding in the villa for more than a decade, just looking for an opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

Another sword skill collided, the two of them were each bounced away by the aftermath, Feng Jiu returned to breath quickly, his feet kicked violently in the void, and the powerful power of the Yuan Shen naturally spread a layer under his feet, and his whole person was one with the sword seal, turning into an incomparably strong sword light, which shot towards Feng Zhinian.

When Feng Zhinian was bounced away, the Daohua Phoenix immediately let out a cry, coiled back and caught it steadily, and then rushed back without showing weakness. With a long roar, the wings moved forward, and the lifelike dark blue wings turned into real swords, like sword wings to meet the sword light, but soon shattered like a mirror, making a crisp sound. The Daohua Phoenix was defeated after all, Feng Jiu and the sword seal were one, and the whole glow was cold white, like a cold moonlight with only a line left under the lead cloud, and like a white mist that seeped into the canyon, and continued to attack Feng Zhinian. Feng Zhinian raised his hand and waved two swords, and the two sword lights were like blazing torches, one horizontal and one vertical, and it was actually melted alive.

The Daohua Phoenix returned to its original state in a blink of an eye, and Feng Jiu was forced out of his original body, panting, and separated from the sword seal. At this moment, the two sides are less than five feet apart, and each can see each other's faces. Feng Zhinian saw that Feng Jiu's sleeves were empty, revealing a look of disgust, "I heard that you are stupid to break yourself" Daohua Phoenix not only allowed him to meet the enemy in the sky, but also saved a lot of strength, so his state was much better than Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu drove the Yuan Shen and took out the Nine Thunder Sound from the sword seal, at this time, half a round of Qinghui suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and this time was the last quarter of the moon, shining on the sword The shining clouds and the faintly surrounded golden dragon. "I don't need you to put your beak in what I do," he snapped.

Feng Zhinian said coldly, "The hair and skin of your body are all given to you by me, you are unfilial to make your own opinions, I knew that today, I should have strangled you to death in swaddling clothes"

Feng Jiu heard this with hatred, "I don't care what your identity is, if you dare to go wild in the Sword Court today, you will be buried in Tianzhu Mountain forever with your bird."

"Rebel" Feng Zhinian stepped on a slight foot, the Daohua Phoenix exuded anger, stretched his neck and let out a painful cry, and the feathers on his body fell off together, and turned into a sword light in the sky, spreading towards Feng Jiu. In the blink of an eye, the feathers all over its body grew again, and it cried out in pain again, and the feathers fell off again, and after a few times, the sword light had formed an unstoppable tide.

Feng Jiu's mind moved slightly, and the sword mark spontaneously stood up in front of him to block it, under the impact of the tide of sword light, the originally condensed sword mark became transparent several times, if it weren't for his mind being resolute enough, the sword mark would have been unable to maintain it for a long time. Suddenly, he heard a cracking sound, and a cold light came out of the void, straight to his throat. At this moment of lightning, he felt a sense of loneliness, the vast world, only a lonely boat, floating and sinking in the boundless vast smoke waves, this quietness, filtered out the complexity and noise of his consciousness, and he soon realized that this was a deadly crisis, and if he did not respond correctly, he would surely die. As he pondered in the cold darkness, his soul seemed to be immersed in cold water, and his vague thoughts suddenly became clear, and a faint light appeared in the darkness, as if illuminating the heavenly path to the dome.

He saw a glimmer of life. At a certain moment, the thunder of the Nine Heavens suddenly shone brightly, like a thunderbolt in a sunny day, and disappeared almost immediately, as if it was just an illusion.

The sword light disappeared in the sky, the Daohua phoenix burned into ashes in the wailing, Feng Zhinian's sword stopped at the epidermis of Feng Jiu's throat, his Yin Hall had an extra blood hole, and the corpse fell rapidly, like a dim meteor, smashing a puff of smoke and dust on the barren land, but he still held the sword tightly until he died.

Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then there was a pain all over his body, only he knew how lucky and difficult it was to win this game. He slowly descended and landed in front of Feng Zhinian's corpse, looking at it quietly, not happy or sad, but the person he killed was the person who gave him life after all, and he was the only person who had anything to do with Feng Lin, and his figure was a little lonely.

"Linlin" thought of Feng Lin, he sat down, took out the box with the Yuan Shen, untied it and looked at it, although it was rusty, he could still see that it was indeed Feng Lin's sword, and he couldn't help but have mixed feelings and mixed feelings. Suddenly, the surrounding wind surged, red light gushed out on the sword, and the temperature dropped to freezing point all of a sudden, and the little female ghost in red rose from the sword and looked at Feng Jiu curiously. Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Linlin"

The little female ghost seemed to recognize Feng Jiu, and suddenly hugged him with a smile, she couldn't make a sound, but the wind blowing around her was miraculously warm.

"Linlin" Feng Jiu's eyes moistened suddenly, and he touched the soul of the little female ghost with the power of the primordial spirit, "Brother shouldn't have buried you back then, and my brother will never leave you again" Tears were already falling like rain when he said this, and Tie Han also had tenderness. Of course, he didn't know that if he took the sword away back then, without the yin qi from the ground, Feng Lin's sword spirit would not have a chance to awaken.

The little female ghost in red suddenly felt something, turned her head to look at Feng Zhinian's corpse, and somehow burst into tears, Feng Jiu let go of her, looked at the corpse, and sighed, "He is cold by nature, but he has been consistent with you and fulfilled his father's responsibility, you can give him a few heads." ”

Wang Fu and Wen Ruihong pressed towards Yan Li, the two sword realms were different, one hid the origin of the true body and the killing machine in the floating flowers, and the other hibernated in the shadows, waiting for the fatal opportunity. Both of them are difficult to guard, especially the latter, known as the sword ghost, whose sword realm is not obvious, like an assassin in the shadows, once the sword is out, it is the time for the enemy to give the head.

The two of them unfolded the sword realm at the same time, and disappeared at the same time, only to see half of the Floating Flower Realm and half of the Shadow Realm that surrounded Yan Li, splitting his body into two completely different shadows.

This kind of formation, even if the first seats are coming, they must also be ready for battle. Yan Li didn't even have a sword

Take, standing lazily still, looking full of flaws, but the more this is the case, the more the two assassins hiding in the shadows dare not act rashly.

Suddenly, a petal elongated her figure, turned into a Wen Ruihong, and said to Yan Li with a smile, "I know that you are pretending to be relaxed, the purpose is to make the two of me dare not do anything to you easily, and delay until Feng Jiu comes to help." I admit that Feng Jiu is present, and it is indeed difficult to win with a sword, but who do you think the owner of Feng Zhuang is, Feng Jiu is probably already fierce, so you still don't count on it. ”

"It's all nonsense. Yan Li laughed, "If you have the guts, just do it to me, what's the matter if you turn into a clone" In his divine sense, he could perceive that Wen Ruihong's doppelganger's qi flow was sparse and ordinary, and he could deal with a little thief.

"Since you can't wait to die, and you won't live longer, I will fulfill you."

Wen Ruihong's voice had already hidden a lot of anger, and the clone flew up to the sword, and naturally countless various petals appeared, surging towards Yan Li like a mountain rain. These petals condensed into his appearance for a while, and then turned into a sword, and he hid his true body in it, just waiting for the moment when Yan Li counterattacked, giving him a fatal blow.

"Kenshin. Yan Li took out the Qinglian lantern, transformed it into a sword, unfolded the sword state of mind, everything was slowly reorganized in front of him, in the vast sea of flowers, he quickly found Wen Ruihong's true body, and the corners of his mouth raised, "I'm afraid you won't dare to make a move." "The sword mind realm is the nemesis of swordsmen like Wen Ruihong, as long as the other party dares to make a move, it will be in vain. He walked leisurely, and at a certain moment, the Qinglian Sword was suddenly handed out.

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The sword came out of Wen Ruihong's vest, and he vomited blood "wow", and he couldn't understand how he could gain insight into his true body in his sword realm with the other party's realm.

It was at this time that the power of the shadow suddenly increased, engulfing the Floating Flower Domain, and shrouded in a layer of black curtain in the dark night, as if wearing a heavy iron cloak, and everyone in the dark realm felt a heavy pressure, almost making their bodies immobile. Yan Li was naturally not spared, Wen Ruihong felt that it was Wang Fu who made a move, and showed a hideous smile before he died, "The surname Yan, you will not live long, come down and accompany me"

A shadow shuttled freely in the deep dark realm, just like Yan Li did in Wen Ruihong's sword realm, the shadow quickly approached Yan Li, just like countless times before in this situation, he slammed the sword into Yan Li's heart, still felt that it was not enough, and stirred it twice to ensure the death of the other party. But the dazzling blue light shook his eyes, to the point where he reached this point, the touch of the sword came back was the same as touching it with his hands, his heart sank infinitely, followed by a pain in his chest, he was shocked and angry, the young man in front of him, without the slightest consciousness of respecting the old and loving the young, felt that the sword was also stirred twice in his body, he knew that he could not live, and he was left with a bitter sigh.

Wen Ruihong saw that Wang Fu also failed, and fell to the ground without blinking.

In the blink of an eye, the two masters who held the sword side all died, laying the foundation for the victory of the sword court.

"Next," Yan Li looked up at the sky, "just look at the results of these two." ”

How brisk it was when S foreshadowed, how difficult it was to wrap up now, and the fight that was the most difficult to write. However, this volume ends in one more chapter, which is gratifying.