"If I'm at the peak of my strength, I'm afraid you won't be qualified to say such things in front of me. As for me to be killed, it is up to you that you are far from qualified. Jiang Feng drank heavily.

Jiang Feng knew very well that even if he was in the strongest state, he could not be Guo Lao's opponent, the small gap in the realm could be made up for in strength, but the gap was too big, like a chasm, there was no way to make up for it. But he was not afraid.

He can test the sword with Guo Jing, and he can also test the sword with Guo Lao, this is his momentum, he will not bend his back because of anything.

It's just that the gap is still too big.

The Heaven Cutting Drawing Technique was displayed by Guo Lao, even if he spawned the half-move sword intent of the second sword of the Da Luo Nine Swords to the extreme, it was still unstoppable.

With a blasting sound, Jiang Feng was forced back by Guo Lao again, under the suppression of the majestic and surging knife qi, every cell and pore of Jiang Feng seemed to be injured, and blood spilled out of countless pores, staining his clothes red, making him a bloody man.

"Hey, yes, with a strong will, you can take my second sword. And what about the third knife, what can you rely on?" Guo Lao stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, saying like a cat and mouse.

"If there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three, don't rejoice too soon. Jiang Feng stared at Guo Lao, his eyes were scarlet, as if there was blood about to flow out.

"yes, you can't be too happy, maybe as soon as my third knife falls, your head will fall to the ground. Guo Lao laughed.

"Then try it. Jiang Feng pursed his lips and said.

"Of course it will be as you wish. Guo Lao just didn't speak anymore, and he wasn't interested in teaching Jiang Feng a few means, simply and directly killing Jiang Feng and removing the big trouble, that would be enough.

Guo Lao's third knife shot, it is extremely difficult to cultivate the sword technique of cutting the sky and drawing the sword, with Guo Jing's cultivation and age, but he can only be able to show two knives, but Guo Lao stepped into the half-step heaven level, and Guo Jing, who is at the peak of cultivation in the late stage of the earth level, is basically a person from two worlds. He can cast at least six swords, and the seventh is his limit.

Of course, the real limit of the Heaven Cutting Sword Drawing Technique is not only seven swords, but nine swords, nine is the extreme, that is the realm that Guo Lao has not been able to comprehend for the time being, and only his father, the living heaven-level cultivator of the Guo family, can use his ninth sword.

Naturally, Guo Lao would not think that Jiang Feng would be able to block his six swords.

The third knife, a huge knife shadow, turned into dozens of fan-shaped knife qi about ten meters wide, and with a roar, it cut through the air and drowned Jiang Feng in it.

Jiang Feng shot out with his long sword and felt the shadow of death, but the closer he got to death, the more calm and resolute his mood became.

He kept figuring out the sword intent of the second sword of Da Luo Jiujian, and then kept coming out of the sword, he had already touched the barrier of this sword, and he tried the sword with Guo Jing, and now the breakthrough of the second sword is no longer the so-called kick in the door, but a line apart.

As long as the layer of diaphragm is pierced, this sword will be completed.

He needs time, and he needs a hearty battle, although the battle with Guo Lao is completely one-sided, and such suppression makes him unable to understand the evolution of sword intent in detail.

But Jiang Feng never believed that he would be defeated so lightly, he just wanted to dance on the verge of death and complete this final transformation.

There were dozens of fan-shaped knife qi, one by one, as if they were all substantial big knives, slashing head-on towards Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng could truly perceive that every sword qi falling, it was to bring himself closer to death.

Every capillary blood hole on his body was ruptured under the suppression of the knife qi, and blood was emerging, even the corners of his eyes were cut out, and blood flowed out.

"Roar!"

Jiang Feng let out a low roar from the depths of his throat, and then the whole person flew out.

"It's not enough, let's stab it again!" Almost the moment he fell to the ground, Jiang Feng stood up and shouted at Boss Guo.

Guo Lao looked at Jiang Feng in amazement, a little stunned, the third knife shot, he thought that Jiang Feng would definitely die, but he didn't expect Jiang Feng to still not die, but instead shouted that it was not enough.

"What's not enough?" Guo Lao groaned, and soon Guo Lao just laughed, looking at Jiang Feng's appearance, he was obviously about to go crazy, why bother with a madman so much?

"Since you don't think it's enough, then I'll fulfill you. Guo Lao hit the real fire, and the fourth shot of the sword cutting technique.

Jiang Feng saw Guo Lao take out the knife, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, tearing the void, and his eyes lit up, then darkened, and finally, lit up again.

"I see. Jiang Feng muttered to himself in a low voice.

He didn't tell Guo Lao that he understood anything, but the breath of the whole person became so different at this moment, as if the sword in his hand was integrated into his body, and he was the sword that was surging to the sky.

"Damn it, give me death. When Guo Lao heard Jiang Feng's words, his face changed slightly, but the knife still fell.

"Click, click, click-" Several slight sounds came out one after another, Jiang Feng's right hand holding the sword, the bones were almost completely broken, the long sword in his hand flew down, he grabbed it with his left hand, and grabbed the bloodthirsty sword in his hand.

"Now, I should be dead. Guo Lao was relieved, but soon, Guo Lao's pupils were round, because he clearly saw Jiang Feng laughing, not a relieved smile before he died, but a very bright smile.

"Guo Lao, today's hatred, I, Jiang Feng, have written it down, and another day, I will definitely visit and learn again. However, I, Jiang Feng, have always held grudges, today, I will take Guo Jing's life and collect some interest first. The blood on Jiang Feng's body was constantly splashing out, and there was a rain of blood in the sky.

Guo Jing reached out and touched his face, wiping away the blood splashed on his face, he stood in the distance, watching the battle situation, Jiang Feng's fate made him feel very good, and, watching Guo Lao perform the sword cutting technique at such a close distance, Guo Jing faintly found that he had some understanding, maybe give him some time, and he would be able to practice the third knife.

It wasn't until Jiang Feng said that he would receive interest on his life that Guo Jing realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Then, Guo Jing just noticed that a shadow appeared in front of him, and it was only when his eyebrows were cold that Guo Jing realized what had happened, and he didn't know when Jiang Feng appeared in front of him.

Killing Guo Jing with a sword, Jiang Feng's figure flashed and disappeared quickly.

"Ah, give me death!" Guo Lao was crazy, he never expected that the good situation would be so far-reaching when Jiang Feng was dying and counterattacking.

He roared loudly, hoarsely, and threw the Qinglong knife in his hand, turning into a faint shadow, nailing towards Jiang Feng, and seeing that Jiang Feng was about to penetrate, I don't know when, behind Jiang Feng, there was suddenly a black paper.

After the black paper appeared, it rose in the wind, like a barrier, blocking Jiang Feng's back, the green dragon knife flew on the black paper, and a light like black smoke flashed out, and the green dragon knife was wrapped in the black smoke, shattering inch by inch.

"What's that?" Guo Lao was horrified.

And with the huge inertial impact brought about by Guo Lao's blow, Jiang Feng turned into a parabola and disappeared in front of Guo Lao's eyes in an instant.

Guo Lao didn't chase after him, the figure flashed and appeared in front of Guo Jing, with a palm covering Guo Jing's eyebrows, trying to stop the blood that kept gushing out.

Guo Jing didn't expect Jiang Feng to kill him, or rather, in the case of certain death, he could still kill him, Jiang Feng took out his sword too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to react at all, and his eyebrows were already hit by the sword.

He was unwilling, he wanted to roar and let Guo Lao find out Jiang Feng's corpse and divide the corpse, but he couldn't say these words, his eyes slowly drifted, and finally died in Guo Lao's arms.

"Jiang Feng, dare to kill my son, I want all the people in your Jiang family to accompany my son to the funeral!"

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Jiang Feng kept running, panting heavily, he didn't know how far he had run, and he didn't know how long he had run, but he was forcibly supported by the instinctive will inside his body to prevent himself from falling.

Jiang Feng didn't know how long he could run, he obviously felt that his vitality was passing, his qi was becoming weak, he was still too seriously injured, Guo Lao's half-step heaven-level cultivation was not at all comparable to his current strength, if it wasn't for the critical moment, he sacrificed the black paper he got from the magic weapon exchange meeting and blocked Guo Lao's last blow, he was bound to have been broken down by that blow.

However, how terrifying it was for a half-step heaven-level cultivator to strike with all his strength, Rao had black paper to offset most of the attack power, and a small part still fell on his body, causing him to be injured and injured, and his internal organs were almost all shattered.

"Could it be that you are going to die after all?" Jiang Feng sighed softly, he was unwilling.

"No, I can't die, the Jiang family needs my protection, and I have to find the whereabouts of the fairy Taitai, I still have so many things to do, how can I die now." Even if Heaven wants to accept me, I, Jiang Feng, will have to fight for my life with Heaven!" Jiang Feng snorted.

His willpower is amazing, and the speed of running, supported by this strong willpower, has even shown signs of accelerating.

In this way, I don't know how far he ran, Jiang Feng's speed slowed down after all, and his strong will could not replace his scarred body, and he had the poison quenched in Old Qiao's long whip in his body, and he was not able to completely force it out of his body.

After being temporarily suppressed by him, the poison had recovered with the surge of blood and qi during the run, and his bare thighs, at some point, were black.

The serious injury aggravated the poison, and it was accelerating the consumption of his body's functions, if he was an ordinary person, he would have already fallen, Jiang Feng had not fallen yet, but it was almost the same.

With a "bang", the figure running was finally unsupported, fell to the ground, could no longer get up, and fell into a coma.

And at the moment when Jiang Feng was unconscious, three completely different rays of light, intertwined and flickering, sank into his body, and then, the light dispersed, as if nothing had happened.

Heaven and earth fell silent at this moment, the cold wind was howling, and the yellow leaves on a withered branch, swirling with the wind, fell on Jiang Feng's face, as if playing a sad song of the dark night. T