Zhang Kaifeng walked slowly, dragging the long sword in his hand and sliding on the snow, the killer suddenly felt that he was afraid, and he didn't dare to look at Zhang Kaifeng's eyes, which were so cold that people's souls would freeze. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How could it be, how could I be scared by the cold light in the eyes of a junior. The killer didn't show anger, but even catalyzed his murderous intent.

"Die!" the killer roared, rushing forward.

"Hmph, thank you for your intensification, which made me completely enter the demon heart and change a layer. Zhang Kaifeng was fearless and rushed forward.

The killer raised his killing move and pounced, the palm wind was like a tiger out of the cage, and the blow was swept by the strong wind like a knife, and Zhang Kaifeng's long sword swept away, like a dragon going out to sea, showing the true color of a cold sword in the churning.

In the middle of the night, the sword light flickered like electricity, Zhang Kaifeng held the sword and walked the clouds and water, with the ten strikes of the phoenix dance, the sword moves began to change, the moves became more and more powerful, and the sword was swallowed with cold light.

At this time, Zhang Kaifeng Lingtai Mirror, swinging his sword like the wind, advancing and retreating step by step, strictly guarding his empty door, a year of cultivation, although his moves have been very well memorized, but the actual combat experience is very limited, and now with this opportunity to open his eyes.

"I'll give you a taste of how good my iron smelters are. "The killer has already sensed the change in Zhang Kaifeng, it is the epiphany that a martial arts practitioner dreams of, and he has seen Zhang Kaifeng's swordsmanship condensed. This is a sword momentum, once Zhang Kaifeng's sword momentum is formed, he can't suppress it, and he knows that he must break that realm.

I saw that he shouted angrily, his hands were lucky, and his palms were flushed with a slight red gas, which was the sign of stepping into refining and refining qi, and he could already hurt people with internal breathing, but this person had not yet arrived, but his internal breath cultivation seemed to have reached its peak, although it could not be released to hurt people, and the power was also terrifying, faintly from being able to break through to the realm of refining and refining qi, but this person needed an opportunity.

Zhang Kaifeng's eyes shrank, Feng Wu stepped out with ten blows, and avoided to the side, but in the face of that palm, he didn't choose to retreat, the internal breath was transferred, and a sword slashed away, and the palm light that shone red with red light.

"Dang!"

The flames burst out, Zhang Kaifeng's long sword was suddenly broken in half, and the other palm had already forced over, and the palm momentum glowing red struck, and suddenly, a wave of heat rushed to his face.

Zhang Kaifeng suddenly felt that his face was hot, and he didn't dare to be careless immediately, his heart was awe-inspiring at the moment, and he naturally knew that he couldn't use his own shortcomings to make the enemy's strengths, so he immediately carried the ten blows of the phoenix dance, and immediately made a sword move. He quickly retreated, his sword swinging rapidly, and the swift sword intersected, constantly intersecting with the reddened palm.

Zhang Kaifeng swam away with ten strokes of the phoenix dance, his body was like a ghost, and he was not hiding his martial arts to fully display, the broken sword in his hand kept fighting with the iron smelting hand, the sparks continued, and the high temperature of the reddened palms made the broken sword gap.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, the killer shouted angrily, his feet cracked, the snow flew, and all of a sudden, the snow covered his eyes, and when Zhang Kaifeng didn't dare to act rashly, a sudden change protruded, and a burst of white steam came out of the rising snow.

"Not good!" Zhang Kaifeng was surprised.

At this time, a reddened palm rushed out, Zhang Kaifeng had no time to make any moves, he could only quickly cross the sword in front of him, and at this time, the palms also slapped.

"Dang!"

The majestic palm immediately hit the broken sword, and in an instant, the broken sword clicked up, breaking inch by inch, and the palm instantly hit Zhang Kaifeng's chest, and suddenly Zhang Kaifeng flew out upside down like a broken kite.

Blood spit out of his mouth, and when he saw the murderous figure rushing over, he immediately abandoned the hilt of the sword in his hand, and a blue hilt flew out of his cuff, and immediately, he swung the hilt of the sword and went down.

"Hmm!"

The killer was shocked, he couldn't see the sword body, but there was still an inexplicable danger coming, and he didn't want to raise his palms in front of him, facing Zhang Kaifeng's sword head-on.

"Dang!"

The sparks flew out, Zhang Kaifeng fell to the ground, and officially pulled out the family heirloom sword "Hanguang Sword", the long sword on both palms was invisible, but the killer really felt the cold blade, which made him frightened.

Under the firelight, the body of the light-containing sword in Zhang Kaifeng's hand loomed, stained with blood, and the killer finally saw the sword that had just injured him, and the looming sword body made him feel threatened.

"Although I haven't seen many divine soldiers in the world, what is such a strange divine soldier? The killer's palm trembled, and a trail of blood flowed from it, from the light-containing sword.

"Hehe, this sword appears in this world, and it will be famous in this world. Zhang Kaifeng sneered, he had never used the light sword before, and its purpose was naturally to consume the other party's internal strength, but now the two of them have almost consumed their skills, and now it is time for the divine soldier to be mighty.

"Don't you want to say it, it just so happens that I lack a worthy divine weapon, and it will be mine when you die. The killer sneered, his gloves made of iron on top of each other.

"You think it's just such a tattered glove that can stop my sword. ”

"It may not be possible for a long time, but as long as I kill you in a short time, why not. ”

"You can't do it, now it's time for you to see my sword. ”

"Just got it!"

As soon as the words fell, the killer moved his fists, and between the cold light, his whole person had already flown out, and the light sword swung out a long cold light, and the killer with iron gloves flashed with cold light, and his hands flew out, and the moves were even more cold killing, which was more concise than before This is the killer's way of killing, and there is a suffocating murderous aura in his ability.

But as the two continued to fight, the killer suddenly found that Zhang Kaifeng's swordsmanship was bigger than before, and there was a breakthrough, especially the elusive appearance of the light-containing sword, which was strictly guarded against his empty door, and could also fight back.

At this moment, even the most stupid person knows that Zhang Kaifeng is obviously using him to practice swords, and the language just now stimulated Zhang Kaifeng to make a breakthrough in his state of mind, thinking of this, the killer's face couldn't help but flash a hideous killing intent.

As if sensing the change in the other party's mood, an inexplicable mocking smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Zhang Kaifeng's mouth, if it weren't for the killer's eagerness to stimulate him to break through to the Demon Heart Change, so that his spiritual sense could be improved, how could it be so changed now.

Seeing Zhang Kaifeng's mocking smile, the killer let out a long roar and blasted over with a punch. With his body slightly on one side, the fierce punch fell into the air in an instant, and Zhang Kaifeng had already stepped out, slashing horizontally towards the killer's throat with a sword.

Leng Feng rushed to the face, the long sword seemed to be moving very slowly, but the inertia brought by the heavy punch had already disrupted the killer's figure, followed the fist forward, but the other fist was too late to make a move, only to see its waist bent down, the long sword cut off a strand of its hair, avoided the killing sword, and reflexively blasted out a punch again.

However, Zhang Kaifeng turned his back to his body, as if he didn't care about the fist attacking behind him, and with a grip on the backsword, one end of the hilt disappeared, while the sword body at the other end quietly appeared, and a stabbing sword without looking back stabbed out.

"Ding!"

The tip of the sword stabbed into the fist gauntlet, Zhang Kaifeng took advantage of the strength to retreat, floated a few feet away, and gradually drifted into the woods, not choosing to fight in an open place, looking at the killer with his eyes, and the corners of his mouth always kept the smile behind the sword.

Seeing that the fist gloves were not destroyed because of this, the killer was even more confident, according to his estimates, even if Zhang Kaifeng held a divine weapon and wanted to break his fine iron gloves for a while.

"Where to go!" raised his fist and chased after him, his fist palm changed in an instant, and the fist palm exuded a strong wind, and some branches and leaves in the woods were broken by his fist.

Zhang Kaifeng held the sword, swam away with a light and agile sword momentum, the elusive phoenix dance ten blows, and the Dao figure surrounded him, not confronting it head-on, with the light sword unloading, and then slashing or snatching the sword, he would not fight in close quarters for a while.

The cold wind is whistling, crying like resentment, Zhang Kaifeng took out his sword in the wind, and his mind gradually let go, why is the sword, when it is murder, why is it murder, why is it murder, he has read the book of sages for many years, and he just got one-sided things from writing.

"Demon Forgiveness!"

With a low drink, Zhang Kaifeng finally used the sword move of the Demon Sword Dao, his steps were certain, the long sword stabbed straight out, his white clothes were drumming, and the fluttering white snow danced with him, and the air was several times colder in an instant.

The one who heard Zhang Kaifeng drink lightly was surprised, although he had never seen Zhang Kaifeng's moves, and now he finally showed them, but he was not afraid, what peerless skills could a hairy boy have on the other party in this remote area, as long as this kid was not fleeing, he would kill him.

After his thoughts, Nei Yuan mentioned it again, and the iron-smelting hand slapped out the momentum of the majestic fist palm one after another, and the momentum of the fist palm that rose to the sky was huge, opening its fangs like a flood beast, about to devour the prey, wanting to completely close Zhang Kaifeng's retreat.

Zhang Kaifeng suddenly felt overwhelming pressure in the face of such a majestic move, but Zhang Kaifeng did not think about retreating, marching with the sword, how can there be a reason to retreat from the sword move, the long sword walked like a rainbow, the palm sword struck, and the snow rolled up all over the sky completely submerged the two figures.

"No, doesn't he have any plans to escape?" the killer came to his senses, and his fist suddenly shrank, intending to kill Zhang Kaifeng with the strongest blow.

As soon as the momentum of the fist was closed, the pressure did not decrease but increased, it was a terrible blow, condensed in one point, and Zhang Kaifeng was completely inferior in terms of internal strength, but Zhang Kaifeng keenly felt that the killer's flaws appeared.

After Zhang Kaifeng's long sword collided with the killer's right fist, it actually came out of his hand and flew past the killer's side, making the killer look stunned, and suddenly heard two words clearly ringing in his ears.

"Feng Xia"

When Zhang Kaifeng's body was on the verge of the powerful fist, his footsteps took the lead in stepping forward, passing in front of the killer to catch the long sword that flew out, synchronized with the sword, and slashed down obliquely with a sword that was not as fast as his eyes.

Forcibly reversing the true yuan, the killer deserved to be a killer who had been living and died for a long time, and the killer twisted his body, stood on one foot, turned his body from his fist, and smashed his fist towards Zhang Kaifeng's left head violently.

The powerful fist blew away Zhang Kaifeng's hair, if he was smashed, he had to cut off the left side of his head, and the two of them came to each other's vital places almost at the same time.

"You don't have a chance!"

Zhang Kaifeng sneered, his figure turned to the side, and he resisted the punch from the back, and when he flew out, the long sword in his hand flew straight out, directly penetrating the killer's chest.

For a moment, the snow fell silent.

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