The wind is silent, the clouds are not moving, and the heavens and the earth are silent at this moment.

The sound of "Brother Kaifeng" became extremely clear, and even if the sound was small, it could still reach everyone's ears. Murong Changtian's body was shocked, and then he turned around and saw Murong Tianxue beside him with tears on his face, looking at the standing person stupidly.

The figure standing in place suddenly took a step forward, and the gray-clothed old man in Yangjiabao, who had always been paying attention to Zhang Kaifeng's every move, retreated sharply as if he had encountered a snake and scorpion. The figure in place slowly dissipated, and it was actually an afterimage, at the center of his eyebrows. The peerless blade of the sword, in a bronze rose gold tone, pointed at the center of the old man's eyebrows.

The tip of the sword was in the center of his eyebrows, and although he hadn't pierced his head yet, his eyebrows were already dripping blood. Just because the fierce sword intent revealed on the sword had actually reached the center of the gray-clothed man's eyebrows, even if the tip of the sword had not yet pierced, his skin could be torn out. In fact, the old man in gray reacted fast enough, but he didn't expect Zhang Kaifeng's speed to be faster, causing such an embarrassing and dangerous situation.

One of the two retreated quickly, but the other also followed closely, seemingly deadlocked, but the difference could be seen from the expressions of the two people. The beads of sweat on the face of the gray-clothed old man flowed more and more, and the blood on his eyebrows was even more so. On the other hand, Zhang Kaifeng walked leisurely, the tip of the sword never shifted an inch, and even the hand holding the sword never shook a little, and the murderous aura did not weaken much, but became more and more violent.

"Xiao'er Ann dares to deceive me-------。 The old man in gray was furious, once upon a time he would be held by a junior with a sword against his eyebrows, and he had to give in and retreat.

The angry gray-clothed old man's expression changed, because the sword suddenly accelerated and stabbed him head-on, causing his screams to stop abruptly. At the time of crisis, a blue light flashed on his face, and he hurriedly turned his head. But there was still a wisp of scarlet blood and the tip of the sword brought out, but when Zhang Kaifeng swung his sword and slashed again, he found nothing, just because there was a white expanse in front of him.

"Killing intent!" Zhang Kaifeng tightened his eyebrows, and reflexively swung his sword, but it failed again, just because there was also a white scene behind him. If the other party just plays hide and seek with him like this, it will be difficult to guarantee that other people will not come again after a long time, and it will be unfavorable to fight for a long time.

Thinking about this, Zhang Kaifeng naturally had no intention of staying, glanced at Murong Tianxue in the distance, and then jumped to leave here.

"Are you leaving, don't you think it's too late?" shouted angrily, and there was a sharp palm behind him again, it was the old man in gray, what he did was to delay time. After fighting for a long time, it will naturally attract people to come, and when the time comes, it will naturally get twice the result with half the effort by joining forces with others to capture or kill Zhang Kaifeng on the spot, but he didn't expect Zhang Kaifeng to react so quickly, and he actually understood his thoughts in an instant, and he was in a hurry, and he had to stop it.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Kaifeng turned around suddenly, and the murderous aura that had been collected suddenly increased greatly, this sword stabbed out reflexively, this sword was murderous, and it came extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, stabbing at the chest of the old man in gray.

"Hehe, I already knew that you kid didn't die. However, the gray-clothed old man who faced the attacking sword blade smiled coldly, piercing Zhang Kaifeng's thoughts. Under his feet, his palms glowed with blue light, converging into qi and forcibly stopping the stabbing blade. At the same time, one palm rose and slapped on the sword, so as to take a step forward, resist the sword with his shoulder, and kick the ground again, the speed of the whole person doubled, and he arrived in front of Zhang Kaifeng in an instant, and the other palm slammed forward.

Completely falling into the calculation of the old man in gray, Zhang Kaifeng's sword could not be fully utilized, his eyes were staring, and it was naturally impossible for the other party to slap himself in vain. With a turn of thought, he replaced the sword with his hand, and his whole body was infused with strength, and his left hand was as straight as a sword, and he stabbed forward fiercely. Seeing Zhang Kaifeng's desperate appearance of exchanging injuries for injuries, the old man in gray was indifferent, and his forward palm was also blue and bright.

A palm of cold and a sharp sword were exchanged, and two sounds like muffled drums came out.

The whole arm was numb Zhang Kaifeng stepped back, every step was a deep footprint, and his chest was like a freshly steamed bun, bubbling white gas, but this was a cold and biting cold, and the whole chest was almost frozen. Ice actually appeared under his feet, which shows how domineering a palm is.

And the gray-clothed old man in Yangjiabao was also uncomfortable, his face was not pale, he was hit head-on by Zhang Kaifeng's fierce sword, his abdomen was cramping at this time, and the whole person was also blown away. If it weren't for the deliberate tightening of his abdomen when that sword came, and then gathering his internal force, that unparalleled force would have very likely penetrated his abdomen.

However, when he exchanged tactics with the old man in gray, Zhang Kaifeng was not far from a river behind him, so he naturally didn't want to fight like this anymore, so he walked down.

"Purple Yang Seven Poles, Qingyang Break!" Suddenly, a cold voice came, and then a wave of heat hit, making people's throats feel dry.

I saw a woman dressed in purple like a purple butterfly, taking advantage of the flaws in Zhang Kaifeng's back, and made a shocking move. I saw one of her white palms, swirling in the air, and a touch of cyan flame fluttered with her palm, stirring the qi of the wind and clouds, and the green flame suddenly soared, hitting out towards the back of the person who was running.

Under the high temperature breath in the flames, Zhang Kaifeng's body was suddenly evaporated by the cold air that had just been frozen, and it quickly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, which showed the terrifying nature of this palm. Zhang Kaifeng, who had just made the move, didn't have time to ventilate, but at this time, the magic lotus in his body was stimulated by external forces, and the demon lotus, which was almost exhausted, surged out of magic energy again. The magic energy flowed around the body, the qi in the body flowed like a river bursting the embankment, the blood was suddenly strong, the arm muscles were bulging, almost breaking the sleeves, and with a roar, the heels turned, the body faced the enemy head-on, and the sword hilt was held with both hands and slashed fiercely at the terrible palm.

This sword, with a powerful blow, burst out with the majestic momentum of a hammer smashing the giant bell.

At the center of the exchange between the two people, ripples visible to the naked eye rippled, and the ripples spread to all sides. The surrounding grass, trees, and stubborn rocks seem to have undergone a hundred years of wind and frost, and they instantly crumble into powder, raising countless dust.

The palm that was rising with green flames was almost extinguished by the power of the sword under this sword, but it was still stubbornly burning. Looking at Zhang Kaifeng, he saw the appearance of this person clearly, as he expected, it was a person from Ziyangmen, just a young woman, with an elegant face, long purple hair fluttering, and a purple dress outlining a convex and concave delicate body, how could people not be distracted. Especially the pair of full breasts on her chest shook so much under such a fierce fight, as if they were about to break out.

Poof!

At the end of the blow, Zhang Kaifeng's strength finally weakened, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell into the rushing river, as for the woman in purple, with the power of the fight, she turned over in the air, standing firmly on the stone like a butterfly wearing a flower, looking at the rushing river silently.

(End of chapter)