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The black-robed man's expression was stunned but it became more and more intense, and the internal force in his body was like the water of a mighty river sweeping out, violently pouring into the scimitar, and the chill on the blade was even more amazing.

The huge sword completely annihilated Li Qifeng.

Zheng――

A dull sound came out, what seemed to be the sound of a bowstring breaking.

An indescribably intense crisis hung over the black-robed man's heart.

In the twinkling of an eye.

The three-inch Qingfeng is revealed.

Qingfeng was like a hideous little snake, revealing its majestic majesty and biting towards the black-robed man.

The blade turned.

The sharp scimitar slashed hard at the green blade.

Boom -

Qingfeng exploded, like a thunderbolt.

The power of destroying the world suddenly erupted.

There was a hint of fear in the pale expression of the black-robed man, and he could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the sword aura that filled the sky.

The scimitar swung again and again, and the powerful internal force continued to ripple in all directions, and the black-robed man tried to calm the power in the green edge.

Above the golden body of the Buddha, the golden light became incomparably bright.

As soon as his body moved, he directly and decisively broke into the endless sword qi.

Two swords in unison.

Between heaven and earth, countless sword qi began to converge, turning into a mighty river towards the black-robed man.

Bang -

The black-robed man flew away in embarrassment.

Rags hunting.

The scimitar in his hand was also broken, and the serrated blade had become very dull.

"It's getting more and more interesting. ”

The black-robed man uttered a solemn speech.

With his left hand, he caressed the half-cut scimitar, and a hint of flush appeared in his pale expression.

Li Qifeng stood still, fully guarded.

- The strength of the black-robed man is really strong, and Qing Feng, who has been building up his strength for a long time, has not seriously injured him.

"Have you figured out how to die?"

The black-robed man's flushed expression showed a hint of a smile and spoke slowly.

Li Qifeng shook his head.

- He didn't even think he would die.

-- This is self-confidence in oneself, self-confidence in the sword in one's hand.

The hand holding the sword was a little more powerful.

The black-robed man's expression became smiling.

stared at Li Qifeng's gaze.

The body came out like light.

The scimitar also broke through the air.

Li Qifeng's right hand moved, and Yuanhong blocked in front of him.

Taicang also flickered, and the black light was faint, like a ghost in the darkness, coming forward.

In a split second.

Swords clashed together.

A spark burst out on the tip of the sword, incomparably distinct, incomparably dazzling.

The black-robed man's body couldn't help but retreat backwards.

Taicang withdrew.

Li Qifeng's expression became very solemn.

The trick just now is Wang Daoling's unique skill, since Shucheng learned, he has been polishing, although it is not as light as Wang Daoling's understatement, it is easy to come by, but it is also the point of cultivating a few perfect, and the power of this move is naturally not to be underestimated.

But the black-robed man still took it.

The body moved.

Li Qifeng's body was pressed down with the force of Mount Tai crumbling, and the Yuanhong in his hand leaned forward.

-- Putting the finishing touch.

The sword momentum is unstoppable, and it is quite a bit like a fish is dead and the net is broken.

The black-robed man frowned slightly, and the black mist around him surged, as black as ink.

"Magic Brake!"

A whisper spat out.

The black-robed man took out the knife.

A cold light suddenly appeared.

The cold light reflected in Li Qifeng's eyes.

A strong killing intent completely enveloped Li Qifeng.

It's just a split second.

Time is indescribably short.

The half-cut scimitar wrapped in black internal force appeared in Li Qifeng's front door.

Everything happened too fast.

It was so fast that Li Qifeng couldn't imagine it.

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest superfluous movement, the Yuanhong in his hand suddenly stepped forward.

-- The white horse crosses the gap.

The knife is fast.

Want to win.

Li Qifeng's sword had to be faster.

The blandness on the sword body is not remarkable, and there is no such thing as the incomparable chill of the past.

Bell――

A dull voice came out.

Li Qifeng and the black-robed man's bodies slid backwards at the same time.

The black-robed man's expression was full of shock.

――In any case, he didn't expect Li Qifeng to actually take over his move.

-- The repeated obstruction made a trace of inexplicable anger in the heart of the black-robed man, who originally thought that killing Li Qifeng was as simple as pinching an ant to death, but he didn't expect that he was underestimating, Li Qifeng was not a skinny ant, but a tricky elephant.

The scimitar in his hand was slowly raised.

On the dull blade, it became dim and irrelevant, but it exuded a terrifying power.

Li Qifeng's expression changed slightly, and from the scimitar, he felt a hint of familiarity.

"Demon Slayer. ”

A whisper came out.

An indescribable terrifying power emanates from above the scimitar, and the terrifying aura seems to come from hell, giving people a sense of great pressure.

The black-robed man's pale expression turned extremely flushed.

The sword power seems to be about to destroy the world.

Stabilize your mind.

Li Qifeng pushed the golden body of Futu to the extreme.

The double sword is sheathed, and the breath is restrained.

――

Distance.

The fierce wolf looked at Li Qifeng's actions, and his expression became extremely stunned.

"Is this to give up?"

The wolf whispered.

However, soon, the fierce wolf shook his head resolutely, he felt that Li Qifeng was by no means a person who was willing to admit defeat.

――

The light on the golden body was like a round, radiant, and Li Qifeng's eyebrows exuded an incomparably majestic and sacred aura.

Put your hands together.

Li Qifeng was like a devout Buddhist kneeling, and the whole person looked extremely serious.

Ethereal, low, and mystical Sanskrit sounds rang out from all directions.

The scimitar slashed down - with the breath of hell, violent and bloodthirsty, and the black internal force flowed like ink, as if it was about to completely drown Li Qifeng.

The light in his eyes was revealed.

Hesh's hands opened.

Li Qifeng leaned forward.

The hands were closed again, and the scimitar that had been cut off was firmly clamped by both hands, and it did not move at all, and the terrifying power coefficient that erupted from the blade was annihilated by the golden light circulating around Li Qifeng's body.

Sanskrit voices are sung in a low voice, becoming clearer and clearer.

The black-robed man's expression showed indescribable shock, and his internal force was melting, as if it had encountered fire and snow, quickly dissipating.

"The Great Light Holy Decision?"

The fierce wolf who was watching from afar said word by word.

'How so?'

The fierce wolf couldn't believe what he was looking for, and continued to speak.

The sound of Sanskrit is getting louder and louder.

Between heaven and earth, it seems to be a paradise for Buddhas.

The light on Li Qifeng's body became more and more vigorous, and the aura of divine coercion became more and more powerful.

The power of the scimitar was completely annihilated.

"Drink. ”

Suddenly, Li Qifeng let out an angry shout.

Step out.

Heshi's hands turned into fists and smashed out.