After Lu Zifeng resisted Fang Pengfei's two attacks, Fang Pengfei was already annoyed. His spiritual power cultivation was a level higher than Lu Zifeng's, but he was still spelled like this by the young man, how could this not make Fang Pengfei angry.

"Heavenly Yin Demon Seal!"

Fang Pengfei let out a low snort, the spiritual power in his body burst out at this moment, and a rune several zhang large was quickly condensed in front of him, and the dense runes were densely spread on it, adding to the evil aura of this Heavenly Yin Demon Seal.

As soon as the Tianyin Demon Seal was condensed, Fang Pengfei pointed his finger, urging the Tianyin Demon Seal to tear the air and suppress Lu Zifeng fiercely.

Lu Zifeng's face was solemn, he also knew that this Tianyin Demon Seal was the Zhenzong Martial Arts of the Tianyin Sect, although this martial art was at the level of the lower grade spirit martial arts, but its power was comparable to the spirit martial arts.

Lu Zifeng didn't dare to be careless, Fang Pengfei's spiritual power cultivation was already higher than him, plus he had used spiritual martial arts, the power of this martial arts was enough to severely damage the cultivators in the late stage of the spiritual martial realm.

"Ice Blade Three-Stringed Moon Slash!"

Lu Zifeng let out a heavy snort, and the spiritual power in his body rushed out from the dantian at this time, pouring into the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife in the young man's hand, and the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife seemed to be excited to make bursts of buzzing sounds.

Bursts of extremely low temperature emanated from the Ice Soul Snow Pattern Knife in the young man's hand, and a large cloud of white smoke rose in the air.

After a while, the spiritual power condensed by Lu Zifeng's hand Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife also reached the extreme, the young man's hand shook three times, and three ice blade sword qi shot out from the tip of the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife, leaving three faint white marks in the air, tearing the air and slashing towards the Tianyin Demon Seal.

Bang!

A low collision sound sounded, and the three ice blade sword qi slammed into the bottom of the Tianyin Demon Seal, and the three ice blade sword qi slammed and shattered into ice blocks all over the ground, and the Tianyin Demon Seal also shattered into points of light all over the ground because it couldn't withstand the attack of the Ice Blade Three Strings Moon Slash.

This time, it was even better again.

Fang Pengfei thought that he was the strongest martial artist, but he couldn't help Lu Zifeng.

Fang Pengfei frowned slightly, he could feel that when the young man's spiritual power came into contact with his spiritual power, the spiritual power he cultivated seemed to have a faint feeling of being suppressed, and it was this faint suppression that made him unable to exert his full strength.

In the first two encounters, it was also for this reason that this little beast was on par with himself.

This is also thanks to the fact that Lu Zifeng's cultivation is a first-class exercise, while Fang Pengfei's cultivation is only a second-rate exercise. The quality of Lu Zifeng's cultivation of spiritual power was even better, while the quantity of spiritual power that Fang Pengfei cultivated was even better.

As a result, neither man was able to gain enough of an advantage in this encounter.

Fang Pengfei glared at Lu Zifeng with a gloomy face, he knew that if he didn't use more powerful martial arts, he would not be Lu Zifeng's opponent at all.

In that case, then you little brute is waiting to die!

Fang Pengfei seemed to be frightened with a great determination, he suddenly let out a low snort, and the eerie and cold spiritual power fluctuations that he had just dealt with Xu Chen rose on his body again, and the strength of his Lingwu Realm at the end of his peak had already been promoted to the half-step Xuandan Realm at this moment, as long as he condensed into the Xuandan within the Dantian, then he would be a true powerhouse of the Xuandan Realm.

It's a pity that this force doesn't belong to Fang Pengfei at all, so it is impossible for Fang Pengfei to be promoted to the Xuandan Realm in a short period of time, with such strength, Lu Zifeng can still do his best to deal with it, once Fang Pengfei is promoted to the Xuandan Realm, then Lu Zifeng will not have the slightest chance of winning against him.

Ten cultivators at the end of the Spirit Martial Realm would definitely not be opponents for the cultivators at the end of the Xuandan Realm. The strength of the Xuandan Realm and the strength of the Lingwu Realm cannot be made up for by a simple number.

Fang Pengfei didn't seem to be at ease at this time, the storage ring on his finger flashed, and a blood-red spear flashed.

Fang Pengfei was holding a blood-red spear, the spear stabbed left and right, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Pengfei danced several spear flowers, and inadvertently, he showed an extremely weak marksmanship.

Seeing this, Xu Qingyan, who was under the altar, had a pair of beautiful eyes full of doubts. His brother Xu Chen and Fang Pengfei fought in the past, she was also present, Fang Pengfei had never used marksmanship, could it be that in the past battles, Fang Pengfei hid his strength, or did Fang Pengfei have such achievements in the past year? With Fang Pengfei's pride, he would not deliberately lose to his brother in order to hide his strength.

Xu Qingyan couldn't understand this.

Not only Xu Qingyan was surprised in her heart, but even Fang Pengfei's junior brother He Yi was also quite surprised. Here, even though he had the most contact with Fang Pengfei, he had never seen Fang Pengfei hone his marksmanship. All this seemed quite weird, could it be that Fang Pengfei had secretly learned marksmanship behind his back, but with his status in the Tianyin Sect, he didn't need to do such a sneaky thing at all.

At this moment, even He Yi was at a loss.

Today, He Yi suddenly found that he found that Fang Pengfei was much stranger to him. He has a lot of things on Fang Pengfei's body.

Even He Yi didn't know Fang Pengfei's sudden change, Lu Zifeng was not very familiar with Fang Pengfei, so he was even more unclear about this kind of thing. He simply thought that Fang Pengfei was originally majoring in marksmanship. Regardless of whether Fang Pengfei can use a gun or not, Lu Zifeng will not be timid, just do it when he goes up, don't be cowardly!

Cultivation is originally going against the sky, if everything is timid, what is the big deal?

The cultivators who watched the battle below, they had also heard of Fang Pengfei, a young generation master who had been famous in Donghua County for a long time, and they had never heard of Fang Pengfei who could use a gun, and Fang Pengfei inadvertently revealed a subtle marksmanship, he was definitely a master of using guns.

The cultivators below were all two people who were interested in the three-tiered altar. Now, this battle is interesting. One is a master of knives, and the other is a master of guns. Knife and gun battles, this kind of wonderful scene is not so easy.

The gun is called the king of a hundred soldiers, the sword is called the courage of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is called the king of a hundred soldiers.

In the duel of knives and guns, the spear naturally has a few advantages because of its length. But as the saying goes, if you want to master the stick technique, it only takes a few months, and if you want to master the knife technique, it only takes a few years, and if you want to master the marksmanship, it will take a lifetime. It's not that whoever makes the gun has an absolute advantage. If the person who makes the gun is not proficient in marksmanship, the swordsman who refines his knife skills may not lose.

Although Fang Pengfei uses a gun, he may not be Lu Zifeng's opponent. In this battle, who is more skilled in marksmanship and knife skills.

The blood-red spear in Fang Pengfei's hand was filled with an extremely thick bloody aura, and the fluctuations in the spiritual power that emanated from it were not weak, the spear with the handle must not be ordinary, at least it was a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Fang Pengfei didn't give Lu Zifeng any time to react, his hand shook violently, and several exquisite spear flowers shrouded Lu Zifeng's body. These several marksmanship had already blocked Lu Zifeng's retreat, and at this time, even if Lu Zifeng didn't want to fight hard, he had to fight hard, because as soon as he retreated, he would be stabbed by Fang Pengfei's blood-red spear.

With Fang Pengfei's cultivation, once he is stabbed, I am afraid that he will have to open a big hole in Lu Zifeng's body.

Lu Zifeng was originally unwilling to retreat in a head-on confrontation with Fang Pengfei, and Fang Pengfei's move was in line with him. Whether his sword skills are more exquisite, or the latter's marksmanship is more exquisite, Lu Zifeng also wants to know.

Lu Zifeng's hand also trembled sharply, and he also danced several sword flowers, and greeted them one by one with a rather rapid degree.

At that moment, the sound of bells and bells kept ringing, knives and guns collided, and Lu Zifeng resolved Fang Pengfei's marksmanship one by one. The spear flowers that Fang Peng flew out, none of them passed through the impermeable sword technique around Lu Zifeng's body.

When Fang Pengfei saw this, he immediately became angry, his proud marksmanship did not have the upper hand in Lu Zifeng's body at all, which made him extremely angry.

Fang Pengfei didn't give up, the spear in his hand shook again, and under a spiral force, the blood-red spear in his hand suddenly picked up, stabbing directly into Lu Zifeng's chest like a yellow dragon.

The sharp tip of the spear instantly tore through the air, bringing bursts of piercing wind sounds, which showed how powerful Fang Pengfei's pistol technique was.

Lu Zifeng's eyes froze, Fang Pengfei's pistol skills were quite good, if it weren't for Fang Pengfei being his enemy, Lu Zifeng couldn't help but come forward and praise him.

Lu Zifeng didn't dare to be careless, he held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the strength of his whole body was gathered on both hands, and the powerful knife was fiercely here.

The tip of the knife seemed to have eyes, and it collided directly with the tip of the spear.

With the sound of the bell, Lu Zifeng felt a burst of spiral force coming from the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife, which shook his mouth and made his mouth ache. Moreover, under this powerful spiral force, Lu Zifeng's figure retreated uncontrollably for more than a dozen steps before stopping.

Fang Pengfei's feet were staring at the ground like wooden stakes, and he didn't move half a step in place at all.

This time, Fang Pengfei finally gained a little upper hand in the fight with Lu Zifeng.

"Little brute, I won't drag it out any longer, I'll solve you in the next move!"

Fang Pengfei also knows the truth that if it is delayed, if it drags on any longer, it is inevitable that this little beast will come up with some strange secret method and reverse it in an instant.

"Really?"

Lu Zifeng smiled faintly, and Peng Fei's eyes were quite flat, as if the person standing in front of him was just an ordinary person.

"Little brute, don't pretend to be calm for you, since you are so arrogant, then it's no wonder to me!"

After speaking, Fang Pengfei's whole body was full of that eerie and cold spiritual power, and this spiritual power frantically poured into the blood-red spear in his hand.

As soon as the blood-red spear encountered this gloomy and cold spiritual power, it immediately buzzed excitedly, and the mysterious talismans engraved on it in front of the factory also lit up one by one.

After the mysterious and weird talismans on the blood-red spear lit up, Fang Pengfei had a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, glanced at Zifeng coldly, and suddenly shouted:

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