Walking alone in the night, it is easy for the mood to enter an ethereal and calm state.

The Eastern and Western Continents are only separated by a Heishui River known as the "Cultivator's Tomb", and the laws of Dao marks between heaven and earth are very different. The Dao marks in the Western Continent floated and were somewhat blurry, but the power of the law was even stronger. The Eastern Continent was the opposite, with clear Dao marks, but the power of the law was slightly weaker than that of the Western Continent.

This makes the combat skills in the Western Continent more popular, and the attack power of the exercises in the Eastern Continent is more powerful. It's no wonder that the cultivators of the Western Continent all yearn for the Eastern Continent. A cultivator's most powerful means of attack is naturally the exercises, and the combat skills can only be reflected in close combat. And the biggest reliance on hand-to-hand combat is the strength of the physical body, and the process of cultivating the physical body is too painful and boring. And it's a very long process. The vast majority of cultivators can't endure the never-ending, self-harm-like cultivation process.

Even if he succeeds in cultivation in the end, in battle, the process of hand-to-hand combat will not be able to withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of opponents at the same level. Therefore, few people will choose to waste a lot of time cultivating the physical body, and more often cultivate the exercises to the extreme, so that the opponent will be blown into slag before they get close to themselves.

Feng Lian walked alone along a small river, feeling the different laws of the Eastern Continent, and constantly calculating his own battle mode. With the battle mode of the Western Continent, sooner or later in the Eastern Continent will suffer losses, and it is likely that if it is eaten once, it will never have the opportunity to suffer a big loss again.

"Xiaojie, where are you now?"

"Is your body okay, will your blood still pass silently?"

"Will the sea still inexplicably surge......

"Mom, where are you? Are you okay?"

Meng was half blind...... No, Dad, are you with Xiaojie? Are you okay?"

Endless thoughts drown Feng Lian like night, and some emotions can only be understood and interpreted by themselves, and the whole process from life to death is silently interpreted with loneliness......

"Boom-" A flash of light was as bright as lightning, and then a loud bang came, interrupting Feng Lian's thoughts.

Before Feng Lian could think about whether he should go over and take a look, two masked men in black chased and killed a woman in a bright red dress and rushed towards him. The three of them are all peak cultivators of martial immortals.

Following the demeanor of not causing trouble, but not afraid of trouble, it is natural to avoid the route they travel. The woman in the red dress passed by Feng Lian, and the eyes on the veil that shone like sharp blades glanced at him, and then rushed forward.

Feng Lian was just about to turn his head to look at the man in black, when the woman who passed by suddenly made a sharp turn and pushed Feng Lian with one palm. The speed was beyond Feng Lian's imagination, and with Feng Lian's reaction speed, he could only avoid a small half of the force and was pushed towards the two men in black.

The two men in black seemed to be familiar with the woman's attack methods, and before Feng Lian could fly in front of them, the two of them shot at the same time, and a strong spiritual power greeted Feng Lian.

Feng Lian was shocked, with such strength and speed, he couldn't avoid it at all, and he had to be seriously injured if he was hard to connect. He instantly released the "Flying Sky", and even the mirror death was sacrificed without reservation, before receiving this blow. was still shocked more than 100 meters away, and as soon as he landed, he couldn't help but vomit two mouthfuls of blood.

Feng Lian was so aggrieved in his heart. Originally, he was ambitious to break out of the world in the Eastern Continent, but he didn't expect to be attacked by Ming Huanghuang before he had time to really fight in the Eastern Continent, and he was beaten to vomit blood.

What made Feng Lian even more depressed was that the two men in black were also indiscriminate, and even separated one of them to attack him.

How can you bear this?

The abuse is in hand, whether the world does not know, but there is still the courage to vent the anger in his heart.

Suddenly, a dazzling fire emitted a dazzling fire, illuminating the night as if it were day. The firelight instantly condensed into a fireball, shooting at the man in black with the straight sword marks.

"Hmm, Extreme Fire, are you a disciple of the Instrument Spirit Sect?" Feng Lian's fierce attack made the other party immediately stop his footwork and sacrifice a shield to resist. Before the offensive of "Fire Dance Bright Sun" completely dissipated, the silver spear in his hand immediately stabbed Feng Lian's neck.

"Take this question to the underworld to find the answer!" Feng Lian avoided the spear and used a hand to cover the sky, wanting to end the battle with a peerless underworld hand. But...... Covering the sky with one hand was ineffective against the man in black. To Feng Lian's surprise, the soul skill that has been invincible has failed for the first time.

"Soul skill?hahaha, I finally saw a piece of fat. Leave your soul technique, and I will send you to the underworld to rest in peace!" The man in black shouted excitedly, and Feng Lian noticed that the man in black was a woman.

"Master Scar said that I was destined to commit peach blossoms, is his old man the real star arithmetic. Feng Lian smiled bitterly in his heart.

The woman in black was attacking more and more fiercely. The silver spear itself was just an extremely ordinary master third-grade aura, and with the blessing of her spiritual power, it was far superior to all the spiritual weapons of the same level that Feng Lian had ever seen. He had to admit in his heart that the cultivation methods of the Eastern Continent were indeed more comprehensive and detailed. Being able to use spiritual power to raise a spiritual weapon alive to a higher level is not something that anyone can do if they want to. He had tried countless times, but he couldn't improve "Torture" much, only a little increase in attack power and tenacity.

However, the woman in black practiced the water attribute exercises, although it was water and fire

gram, but the fire of the wind is the spiritual flame known as the first fire in the world, and it restrains the other party to death. The effect of her Gong Gong attack is greatly reduced.

The woman in black did not take advantage of her exercises, and immediately changed her tactics and fought with Feng Lian in close combat.

Feng Lian thought that hand-to-hand combat could take advantage of him, but as soon as he started fighting, it hit his self-confidence again.

No matter how he dodged, the spear followed him, and after a while, Feng Lian already had five more wounds on his body. And the other party is still intact.

Feng Lian remembered that Wei Daotian's combat skills had many similarities with the woman in black, such as being able to predict his next move in advance and crack his offensive to pieces.

Feng Lian retreated again and again, and finally opened a safe distance of more than ten meters from the woman in black. Feng Lian took the time to take a look at the battle over there.

The fight between the woman in red and the man in black over there was also in full swing. The woman in red did not use any exercises, and fought purely with combat skills. Her body is so weird that she can't do it, under the overwhelming attack of the man in black, she can still be at ease, holding two dark black daggers in both hands, constantly looking for opportunities to fight in close combat, and adopt the method of fighting with injuries for injuries, so that the opponent does not dare to get close to her.

But the man in black was not flustered, and a silver-white soul chain in his hand swam like a spirit snake, blocking the opponent's offensive route.

"The killer is invisible, and it's you! Is it you who dies or you die today? The man in black shouted with some excitement, as if he had seen a treasure.

"The killer is invisible?" Feng Lian had heard the name of this exercise from Wei Daotian's mouth. It is the town pavilion technique of Honglan Pavilion, and the woman in red should be a person from Honglan Pavilion, no wonder the moves are so ruthless. Wei Daotian also said that Honglan Pavilion has produced an immortal genius, and in the list of martial immortals in the Qingyun List released by the Senate from time to time, she has been at the top of the list for three years.

Without allowing Fenglian to continue to wander, the woman in black attacked him again. The spear threw out a spear flower like a summer lotus, pointing directly at Feng Lian's heart.

Under the stick, not only is there a filial son, but also a super piracy expert. Feng Lian's cultivation since childhood has grown up under the sticks of the two masters, Scar and Renjian. If you want to get beaten less, or how to minimize the pain when you are beaten. Integrity has to rely entirely on oneself to comprehend and resolve it. Over time, they have a very accurate judgment on the trajectory of each of their blows.

And throughout the cultivation process, Scar and Renjian did not teach him any exercises. Feng Lian can only imitate their attack methods, attack methods. In addition, Fu Shi asked him to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and dance, and over time, even he didn't know that his imitation ability was too much beyond ordinary people.

Feng Lian has the same kind of learning, of course, he wants to learn the techniques of the two men in black to attack, he doesn't have this ability. But imitating the combat skills of the woman in red, it is easy to get together.

"Hey, what's going on?" the incorruptible move made the woman in black let out an unbelievable exclamation. Soon he found that Feng Lian was imitating the woman in red's "invisible killer", and scolded angrily, "Shameless! I didn't want to kill you, but if you dare to use that stinky woman's moves, then you will die." ”

Feng Lian didn't talk nonsense, and took advantage of the moment when the other party's mood fluctuated to release the realm of fire. Although the "Invisible Killer" he stole only had its shape and no artistic conception, with his incomparably powerful physical strength, he knocked the woman in black back a full four meters with one punch.

It was another trick that was stolen and learned, and the "Quartet Fist Shadow" was displayed by Feng Lian. After being promoted to the Immortal Realm, he will cast the Quartet Fist Shadow, which is no longer the same as before, with only a few fists. Now dense fists appeared out of thin air around the woman in black, and it was impossible to distinguish the priority in a short period of time.

The woman in black quickly regained her composure and raised her shield. Circles of ripples rippled across the surface of the shield, swinging fists apart. The woman in black was just about to laugh at Feng Lian, when her face suddenly changed, and the fist shadows that were swung apart suddenly gathered together, forming eight fist-sized firebirds, rushing towards her shield. In an instant, the shield bubbled up with a thick white mist, blocking her vision. The four firebirds behind her shot like arrows, cutting through her shield.

Feng Lian's sword drilled through the crack in the shield and pierced her heart.

The woman in black knew that it was too late to dodge, so she gritted her teeth and stabbed Feng Lian's eyebrows with a horizontal gun, wanting to die with Feng Lian.

The corners of Feng Lian's mouth raised a sneering arc, his head tilted, and the tip of the gun crossed his ear. And Yan Sheng inserted into the opponent's left shoulder, and the sword body turned half a circle in the opponent's flesh and blood, and then picked it up, and the flesh and blood flew sideways. Feng Lian took advantage of the victory to pursue, without the slightest sense of pity and cherishing the jade, and slammed a palm on the soft chest of the man in black, knocking her more than ten meters away.

"Xiaoyu!" shouted the man in black who was engaged with the woman in red.

When Feng Lian heard this voice, his body seemed to be frozen, and the man in black turned out to be Mengjie.

"Sneer-" Many times, momentary hesitation and thinking may lead life to a point of no return. It can only be said that Feng Lian is the one who took the shit luck, and when Xiaoyu's spear stabbed him in the back of the heart, it happened that the aftermath of the woman in red and Mengjie's all-out blow to each other just shook his body a little, and he was lucky to avoid this fatal blow. But he also pierced his left rib.

Feng Lian turned back suddenly, and struck a peerless hand

took a shot, and directly slapped Xiaoyu into a blood spurt. I thought that the soul skill was useless, but it was useless when the opponent was fully defending, and Xiaoyu at this time was basically half-useless.

"Xiaoyu!" Meng Jie saw that Feng Lian's long sword was about to reach Xiaoyu's heart, and shouted again, ignoring the attack of the woman in red, and rushed over.

Hearing Mengjie's shout, Feng Lian did not send Xiaoyu to the underworld, and turned back to meet Mengjie.

"Soul Skill!" the woman in red snorted softly, and instead of stopping Meng Jie, she rushed towards Feng Lian.

"Xiaojie, it's me!" Feng Lian shouted anxiously.

Meng Jie just glanced at Feng Lian viciously, picked up Xiaoyu, and flew towards the depths of the night.

"Leave the memory fragments of the soul technique, and I can make your death less ugly. The woman in red didn't chase Mengjie, but stopped Feng Lian and said coldly.

A series of accidents made Feng Lian unable to suppress his anger. The woman in front of her not only plotted against herself, but also dared to hurt his Xiaojie. Ignoring the injuries on his body, Feng Lian instantly released the realm of death, and slashed horizontally at the opponent's small waist with a sword.

"Dang!" At a sound, the woman in red used a dagger to hold up the abuse Sheng, and was shocked back more than a dozen steps.

But Feng Lian didn't have the slightest sense of accomplishment, and his angry expression became solemn. With that blow just now, he had already used nearly ninety percent of his strength. It seems to shock the opponent back, but in fact, nearly half of the distance is used by the opponent to retreat and unload. Therefore, Feng Lian's blow seems to have taken a big advantage, but in fact, it has not caused much damage to the other party at all.

Feng Lian strengthened the power of the domain again and wanted to release the soul technique, but the other party quickly engaged him in close combat, and did not give him a chance to release the soul technique, even if the exercise was now he could not release it.

Feng Lian's proud melee was once again hit by the woman in front of him. The other party's comprehension of Dao marks is deeper than his, and Feng Lian can only rely on stronger strength to support it.

The more he fights, the more surprised he becomes, the other party's combat skills are really mysterious. Each blow seems to be a board and a glance, like a cultivator who has learned combat skills, and every move and style strives to be accurate, but there are endless changes in the moment of attack. Every change follows the law of the Great Dao, which can be traced, but it is elusive.

The most hateful thing is that this woman is really vicious, and every blow she blows to Feng Lian's wounds and critical parts that are difficult to pass the trial. This provoked the anger of Feng Lian even more, and after raising his strength to the strongest, he gave up defense and attacked with all his might.

The fiercest and most brutal offensive in his life failed to make the woman in red retreat, but provoked her to fight**. She also chose to give up her defense, and she looked like she was never dying.

Half an hour later, the woman in red found herself struggling more and more, and her heart was even more surprised. Feng Lian was able to slowly explore his fighting skills in the battle and attack himself with his own moves.

"Which sect are you from?" the woman in red slapped Feng Lian with each other, and the two of them each took half a step back and asked.

Feng Lian wanted to disturb her mind, and said, "Is Honglan Pavilion very powerful? One and a half levels higher than me, and after fighting for so long, it seems that you didn't take much advantage. ”

The woman in red said coldly: "You are not qualified to evaluate whether Honglan Pavilion is powerful or not, but if I want to kill you, it will be easy." ”

Feng Lian feigned anger and said: "Then come, see who kills whom!"

Feng Lian is really murderous, this woman is too ruthless, if she doesn't kill her this time, there will definitely be endless troubles in the future. But it's not easy to kill her, especially after she released the realm, Feng Lian knew that he didn't have the ability to kill her at the moment.

The realm of the woman in red is actually also the realm of death, and it is the most difficult to comprehend the realm of the dark death, which is one level higher than the realm of wind and incorruptibility. Her comprehension of the field is even more than a dozen streets. His domain was suppressed by the other party, and he couldn't convert or reclaim his domain if he wanted to.

Feng Lian encountered such a situation for the first time, and he was a little flustered. It's more of a doubt, what kind of things does a person have to go through to comprehend such a profound and complete Dark Dead Realm?

In another battle of exchanging injuries for injuries, Feng Lian's side waist was inserted with a dagger, and the arm of the woman in red was cut by Feng Lian with a faint wound on the arm bone.

The woman in red wanted to pull back the dagger, but Feng Lian raised her right leg and slammed it into her side. The woman hurriedly dodged, and Feng Lian seized the opportunity to smash her shoulder with the hilt of his sword, making a piercing "click" sound, smashing her collarbone directly. And he was also inserted into the lower abdomen by the dagger of the woman in red.

"I remember you!" the woman in red said, and immediately pulled away.

Feng Lian wanted to catch up and kill her, but he could sense that the woman in red who still had the strength to fight again suddenly left because she was afraid. It's a series of battles, she can't suppress the level, and she wants to find a place to advance, but he is also at the end of the crossbow now, and he is powerless, otherwise he will definitely catch up and solve this ruthless woman who may become his mortal enemy.

"Hey, what's your name?" the woman in red was stunned for a moment and continued to gallop away.

Feng Lian didn't know why he had this question, but he felt that her back was a little familiar, but when he thought about it, he had no clue.