Although the Staff of Yellow Springs dissolved some of the power, the remaining trace was completely transmitted to the old man's body, and his feet had sunk under the ground.

It can be said that the principle of the power of the power is the same as that of Tai Chi.

Although the old man didn't retreat, his legs already felt numb, and the power of the transformation power that came from the Hongming knife was far from being comparable to Jiang Zhe's punch.

It was only a brief encounter, and the two immediately separated the highs and lows.

The old man looked at Zhang Yifei with a pale face, stomped his foot lightly, and immediately leaped up.

Zhang Yifei looked at this old man coldly, and had to admit that this old man was a master, and his ability was also full of power, almost beyond any ability Zhang Yifei had seen.

The thunder has exploded, and the place has become a mess, and the sound has spread far and wide.

Zhang Yifei knew that if he didn't deal with them as soon as possible, he would definitely alarm a large number of people, and the country would immediately send troops.

An unknown ability stopped Zhang Yifei.

"Feng Ao Nine Days." Zhang Yifei roared, avoided the attack of the staff of Huangquan that was combined with wind and rain, and rose to the sky.

As soon as Feng Ao came out in the ninth day, a crisp chirp came from the air, and I saw the Hongming knife in Zhang Yifei's hand waving rapidly, and a phantom slowly appeared above Zhang Yifei's head.

I saw this phantom chicken head, swallow jaw, snake neck, turtle back, fish tail, five-colored, six feet high, it is one of the Chinese totems of the phoenix.

The phoenix emitted this kind of blazing flame all over its body, and the moment the phoenix appeared, the temperature around it changed significantly.

The old man's eyes were burned by the heat energy of this golden light, his hands were in front of him, and as soon as his figure retreated, he was already looking up, and a phantom blood phoenix waved its wings, roared, and roared at him.

"Hongming Knife Master." Seeing this, the old man exclaimed in surprise and roared, in the texts of their Holy See, there were records of the Ten Sword Masters and Sword Masters.

The most mysterious of the sword masters is the cadre Mo Xie, and the most mysterious of the sword masters is the Hongming sword master.

Legend has it that the Hongming knife is the golden sword of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor in ancient times when the raw materials are still left.

The Yellow Emperor thought that his spontaneous sword intent was too strong, enough to counter the sword, and the Yellow Emperor was afraid that this knife would fall into the world, and wanted to destroy it with the Xuanyuan sword.

Since then, the Hongming Knife has rarely appeared.It has not appeared three times in thousands of years.But each time it appeared, it set off a monstrous wave.So far, the Hongming Knife is known as the most mysterious existence.But no one would have thought that the ruler of Huaxia this time was actually the Lord of the Hongming Knife.

This old man could clearly feel the strong momentum emanating from Zhang Yifei's body.

As the most mysterious papacy in the world, they certainly know what forces in the world can pose a mortal threat to them, and this person in front of them is the most dangerous one.

The staff of the Yellow Spring in the old man's hand moved, and the cane turned into a rattan the size of a cup three zhang long, and the rattan suddenly turned into green leaves in front of him.

He could feel the horror of this phoenix.If he was hit by her, then he would be injured if he didn't die.Now he could only defend.

The phoenix in the air rushed into this green leaf without any hesitation, and Zhang Yifei was holding a Hongming knife and staring at this green leaf.

The phoenix passes through not an inch of grass, the phoenix passes and everything is extinguished, the scorching flames incinerate every touch of green vitality, and the green leaves are falling one by one.

There was a bit of silence in the air at the moment, as if the space where the two existed was isolated, and they couldn't hear the noise and killing outside.

The green leaves were gone, and only the branches of the trees stood straight, and the phoenix let out a crisp chirp in the air.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifei's eyes flashed with a fine light, and without any hesitation, he raised the Hongming knife in his hand and thundered like this tree.

At this moment, the branches on the trees turned into swords, moving in the wind, fluttering and overflowing, forming a river of swords.

It's like magic, it's both true and false.

"Phoenix Flame Blazing." Zhang Yifei burst out and saw the phoenix in the air suddenly fly away like this sword sea.

There was a constant sound of "clanging" in the air, and those swords had been burned by the flames of the phoenix, turned into dead branches, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the phoenix that Zhang Yifei conjured up exuded a powerful aura, and there were signs that it was about to devour all life.

"Whew," the phoenix let out a chirp, and the flames on its body became more vigorous.

The Void Dances, every move, every momentum, is full of this momentum that looks at the world.

"Back." Zhang Yifei looked at the illusory phoenix in the air and shouted. This phoenix's eyes shot out a fine light, like lightning like Zhang Yifei rushed forward.

And Zhang Yifei stood on the spot, looking at the rushing phoenix with a cold and arrogant face.

"Whew." I saw that this phoenix penetrated into Zhang Yifei's body, and it dissipated in an instant, and at this moment, the momentum of Zhang Yifei's whole body changed greatly, and the whole person exuded a kind of self-respecting momentum in the sky and on the ground.

Raising the Hongming knife in his hand, he slashed out horizontally, and a fierce and domineering aura roared.

"Boom." There was a loud bang, and the tree disappeared immediately, and standing in front of him was the old man who had just disappeared, holding the staff of the Yellow Spring, but at this time, his face was quite bad, and the long head was already scorched, and there was a strong smell of burning, and he looked a little embarrassed.

And the green light on the Staff of Yellow Springs was also very dim at this moment.

Looking at Zhang Yifei's eyes, his eyes were full of monstrous hatred.This kind of power is too powerful.No wonder all the forces will list the Hongming Sword Lord as the most dangerous existence.

"Do you think the Staff of Yellow Springs will be able to stop me? Zhang Yifei exuded this heavy murderous intent and looked at the old man in front of him.