In the sky, I don't know when it started, it started to rain here and there.

A chill swept through everyone present at the same time that the raindrops fell, and Tang Ming frowned slightly.

This guy really has two brushes, and he can really handle this means of turning swords into rain.

But in Tang Ming's eyes, he can only get his hands on it!

Yun Yifeng held the sword in his right hand, and gently propped up the sword body with his left hand, and when he completed this action, the raindrops in the sky also suddenly stopped in mid-air.

As Yun Yifeng's left hand gently lifted the sword body, the raindrops in the sky shot strangely towards the sky.

"The Falling Rain Sword Technique is the superior sword technique of the Longmen Academy, and it is also my Yun Yifeng's famous stunt, if you can die under this sword technique, it is enough to be proud!"

Yun Yifeng's expression was serious, but the words he said made Tang Ming want to give this arrogant guy two mouths.

This kind of fancy style looks quite fancy in Tang Ming's eyes, but when it is used for fighting and fighting, it is obviously a bit frustrated.

If Tang Ming hadn't wanted to try his understanding of the gun technique in the past month, the emptiness of Yun Yifeng's sword would have been enough to poke this guy to death several times!

Yun Yifeng lifted the spirit sword in his hand from the flat to the tip of the sword and rushed straight into the sky, and then after glancing at Tang Ming, he pinched the sword trick in his hand.

The sword rain in the sky kept trembling, and the aura around it was instantly swallowed by the sword qi, and when I looked at it again, where was the raindrop in the sky, but a small sword with an abnormal handle.

"Hurry!!"

At the moment when the hand duel was completed, Yun Yifeng held the sword in his right hand, and stabbed Tang Ming not far away with his left hand.

The sword rain in the sky seemed to have found an outlet at this time, and it fell sharply from a great height and rushed towards Tang Ming.

"Brother Tang, be careful!"

Although Han Xiaoyu had only been away with Xiao for a month, her knowledge was not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators, and she naturally knew the power of this Falling Rain Sword Technique.

The reckless Zhu Aya instantly flew into the air and galloped towards the top of Tang Ming's head, wanting to block this fatal blow for Tang Ming.

"Chimang Zhu Aya?!"

Yun Yifeng, who was extremely confident in the Falling Rain Sword Technique, couldn't help but change his face after seeing Zhu Aya rushing out of Xiaoyu's body!

Although his status in the academy is not high, he can also come into contact with the top group of people, so it is impossible for him not to know this reckless Zhu Aya.

This is the mighty treasure of Helian, the hall master of Qingxia Academy, the best fifth-order spiritual treasure, which is usually not a treasure!

This kind of thing, even in the hands of a real big man like Helian Weiwu, is very rare, and it appears in the hands of a little girl for no reason, and things are far from being as simple as he thinks.

But things have come to this point, and he can't find a way back if he wants to retreat.

Yun Yifeng gritted his teeth, the spirit sword in his hand shook violently, and the endless rain of swords galloped down towards Zhu Aya.

The rainbow rays in the sky shot out, although this red reckless Zhu Aya is not a mortal thing, how can Xiao Yu's cultivation really be difficult to support for too long, but after a moment of effort, the red reckless Zhu Aya returned to Xiao Yu's shoulder, and the aura was a little dim.

After the red mangzhu aya flashed, the sword rain shot towards Tang Ming without any pause.

The spear in his hand turned slightly, the flames and thunder of the spear head were intertwined, and it soared into the sky, and when he was about to touch the sword rain, Tang Ming's wrist turned slightly again.

The spear head of the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear drew a circle in the middle of the sword rain, and as the speed in Tang Ming's hand increased, the sword rain in the sky seemed to be swallowed up by this circle.

Yun Yifeng's face gradually became a little ugly, and he found that when that circle appeared, he completely lost control of the sword rain in the sky!

"Open!!"

A moment later, Tang Ming shouted angrily, and then the spear in his hand shook, and the sword rain in the sky instantly dissipated into invisibility, and Tang Ming, who was standing under the sword rain, was unharmed!

Pulling the spear upside down, Tang Ming walked towards Yun Yifeng step by step, in the confrontation just now, Tang Ming had lost the interest in tempering.

According to Yun Yifeng's realm, even if he is his current self, he can't bring himself too much tempering.

The Falling Rain Sword Technique is very strong, but Yun Yifeng's control over him is still only superficial, just like his own before he entered the dragon and phoenix purpose, although the black thunder spear is sharp, but it lacks that charm.

"Your biggest mistake is not to covet my stuff!"

Tang Ming smiled coldly, from the moment they started to fight their Tianluo Zhu idea, they were basically doomed to today's situation.

A little bit of gunfire.

Originally, he was just a scum at the peak of the pulse, but at this moment, he gave Yun Yifeng, a master of the Xuan Fivefold, an illusion that he was on his back.

The spirit sword in his hand flipped over, and a sword qi spread out, Yun Yifeng didn't dare to sweep its edge, the spirit sword in his hand floated around the gun, and the three-foot sword qi slashed along the body of the gun towards Tang Ming's right arm.

Thorn!!

Yun Yifeng was overjoyed in his heart, and he could clearly feel that the spirit sword in his hand had stabbed that guy's right arm.

But the next scene made Yun Yifeng want to pick out all his eyes.

Although he didn't have any treasures, the spirit sword in his hand was at least a fourth-grade, and his cultivation was higher than Tang Ming's, so it was originally easy to cut off Tang Ming's arm.

However, on Tang Ming's right arm, apart from a series of sparks, not even a white mark was left!

Tang Ming sneered, wanting to break through his body's defenses, not to mention the guy in front of him, even the hall master of the Dragon City Academy, he couldn't do it.

As soon as the spear in his hand was horizontal, Tang Ming pushed the body of the spear forward violently, and then turned around, and the tail of the spear crossed an arc in mid-air, smashing it into Yun Yifeng's back.

Yun Yifeng instantly rose into the air, and he suddenly felt a terrifying huge energy coming from his back, and he flew away.

Everyone's eyes widened when Yun Yifeng flew out, and the scene in front of them was even more incredible than Han Daxiong's killing of Yang Zimo.

A young cultivator who rushed to the peak of the pulse faced a master of a mid-Xuan stage, not only did he lose the slightest advantage, but he also knocked Yun Yifeng of that person's mid-Xuan stage away.

Is it because their eyes are spent, or is Yun Yifeng deliberately releasing water?

Both questions flashed through everyone's minds at the same time, but they were both denied.

At first glance, the two of them are the kind of life-and-death fight, according to Yun Yifeng's character, how can they be merciful to a scumbag?

Yun Yifeng crawled out of the corner of the wall with a dirty face, the spotless robe had become tattered at the moment, and the cheeks that were as white as jade were also hideous at the moment.

If he doesn't kill this young man today, he won't have to mess around in Dragon City in the future!

"Ah!!I want to refine your soul, so that your life is better than death!"

Yun Yifeng was completely furious, from the beginning, he didn't put Tang Ming in his eyes, but who knows, it was such an inconspicuous guy who humiliated himself again and again.

With both hands pinched, the cloud wind emanating from the cloak went completely crazy, and the spirit sword began to surround his body, and behind his back, an inscription suddenly lit up.

An unknown magic circle gradually sketched out behind Yun Yifeng, and the moment the magic circle was formed, the spirit sword surrounding Yun Yifeng's body instantly disappeared into it.

Tang Ming was at ease, gently pulled out the spear in his hand in a fancy starting style, and looked at Yun Yifeng who was tinkering with the killer weapon in front of him lightly, as if he didn't care at all.

The inscription became brighter and brighter, and the majestic sword intent was revealed from the formation behind Yun Yifeng, and the people around couldn't help but take two steps back.

This sword technique, compared to the falling rain sword technique just now, is not fancy enough, but it is more murderous.

"You're the most gifted young man I've ever met, it's a pity ......"

Yun Yifeng looked at Tang Ming coldly, and at the moment when the inscription was generated, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a bloody sword erupted from his mouth and merged into the magic circle behind him.

The magic circle that was constantly circulating, the moment the essence blood entered the array, it suddenly boiled.

The surrounding wind became viscous at this moment, and in the formation behind Yun Yifeng, a round and blunt sword tip was slowly revealed, followed by the sword body, and finally the hilt......

This is a sword that is purely condensed from the aura and Yun Yifeng's understanding of sword intent.

In the huge sword body, it not only condenses all the cultivation of Yun Yifeng's Xuanwu, but also condenses the artistic conception that he has comprehended for the sword for a hundred years.

Serious!

Tang Ming finally put away his contempt and looked at the giant sword that straddled between the two of them.

"This sword technique is not bad, but it's a pity, the sword intent that is fused into it is really rubbish!"

The sword spirit, who had never spoken much, suddenly came up with such a sentence at this time.

"The sword intent is fused into the sword technique, and it can be transformed into such a powerful attack power?" Tang Ming didn't have any scruples about the sword in front of him, but this sword trick fused with the artistic conception, which was really a bit ingenious.

"Yes, it's not right. ”

The machine spirit pondered for a moment before uttering a nonsense sentence that was equal to not being said.

Tang Ming rolled his eyes, when did this guy learn to pretend to be deep? This is not a good habit.

"There's something to say, there's a fart, what a fucking calf!" Tang Ming said scoldingly.

"Hmph, are you scaring me or begging me! It's still so horizontal to find someone to do something!" The machine spirit also scolded, and the two of them didn't pay any attention to the long sword that was enough to crush the Zhou Mansion into powder.

"Uncle, I beg you, can you solve the puzzle for the little one?"

Tang Ming shook his head helplessly, he was completely defeated by this arrogant machine spirit.

"Hehe, this is pretty much the same!" the machine spirit smiled, and then said: "Sword intent and sword qi are originally born from the same origin, but they are like ten fingers, and there are long and short points. ”

"Originally, the strength of the sword intent was not directly related to the sword qi, but it was like the state of mind and cultivation that you are cultivating now, it seems to be unrelated, but it is closely related. ”

"There are countless cultivators in the world who can use sword qi, but there are very few who can derive sword intent from their own style, if you put aside the others, this guy in front of you can be regarded as a talent who understands the way of the sword!"

"As for the fusion and transformation, it's just a matter of abandoning the original, there is a sword intent, the sword qi has a spirit, since the sword qi already has a spiritual rhyme, why bother to use the formation to fuse in one more move? It's just taking off your pants and farting!"

In one breath, the machine spirit said a lot of words that Tang Ming could hear.