The black-robed man's body trembled slightly, and he clearly felt that there was a fierce killing intent in the air, and his body was in great danger in the air...... The ubiquitous repression made the black-robed man feel extremely annoyed in his heart.

A roar of rage rang out.

The black-robed man's aura became more and more cold, and his body suddenly rushed forward, and his fierce fist smashed out, smashing towards Guiyuan.

Guiyuan's body stood still.

The Buddha behind him bowed down his tall body and threw his fist at the black-robed man.

Bang –

The two fists slammed into each other.

In the air, two eye-catching waves of air suddenly swept away, and violent sounds rolled out.

The Buddha's body trembled slightly.

The black-robed man's body flew backwards uncontrollably.

Gui Yuan said a Buddha horn.

The body that had been standing suddenly moved.

Come a little faster.

With the naked eye, you can clearly see a continuous afterimage appearing in mid-air, like a comet with a long tail dragging in the starry sky.

The black-robed man's expression couldn't help but change.

The ubiquitous light knife has been attacking, and the ubiquitous offensive makes him have to deal with it carefully, and the fist that is facing the impact makes him feel the fierce wind blowing in his face, and the strong internal force converges on his fist, and smashes out suddenly, facing Guiyuan's fist.

The next moment.

The black-robed man's expression couldn't help but change, and he let out a shocked sound - his fist missed.

The next moment.

A dull voice sounded, and the black-robed man felt a strong force fall on his chest, and he wanted to make a move, but when he just raised his hands, two domineering forces fell directly on his shoulder blades, making him unable to lift his arms.

A continuous dull sound sounded.

The black-robed man had no power to parry at all, like a sandbag, and could only be beaten passively, unable to fight back at all.

Hundreds of steps in a row.

The body of the black-robed man stood on the clear river that rolled up the waves, exuding a chaotic aura all over his body, panting heavily, and the whole person looked very embarrassed.

Longan has no intention of stopping at all.

The body rushed out again.

The sound of the dragon chanting and tiger roaring suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, and above the two fists, a dragon and a tiger transformed by strong internal force rushed out, and the momentum soared to the sky.

The body of the black-robed man trembled, and the internal force swept out frantically, and the aura exuded from the whole person was even more gloomy.

"Kill—"

A roar of rage rang out.

The black-robed man seemed to be going crazy.

- The Great Sorrow Hand

In an instant, a palm appeared, exuding a cold aura, and a faint mist was born above the Qinghe, and in the face of Guiyuan's attack, the condensed palm of the black-robed man swept out, and the piercing wind came out.

The palm of the hand falls on the dragon and tiger.

Under the huge impact, the palm of the hand collapsed, and the giant dragon let out a wail and disappeared between the heavens and the earth, and the powerful aftermath burst out, and at this moment, the Qinghe River suddenly bottomed out, revealing the rocky riverbed, rolling up large, high waves.

The tiger was not affected much, it still exuded a fierce aura and slaughtered forward, and the strong killing intent firmly locked on the black-robed man, the big open mouth, the sharp claws that emitted cold light, seemed to be the black-robed man biting and shattering.

The black-robed man let out a muffled snort.

The body suddenly moved, and rushed forward.

The whole body exuded a fierce might, and directly rushed to the tiger without any scruples.

Bang –

In an instant, the black-robed body directly collided with the tiger, and the tiger's huge body suddenly collapsed.

"Guiyuan, even if you have thousands of means, you will inevitably die today. ”

A hoarse voice came out.

The black-robed man burst out with an even more fierce momentum and headed towards Guiyuan.

Gui Yuan was not afraid at all, and his whole body burst out with a dazzling luster, facing the black-robed man.

In a flash.

The endless splashes on the Qinghe River rose to the sky, and in a moment it rained heavily between the heavens and the earth, blocking the view, and the powerful power swept in all directions, directly crushing the falling water droplets, giving birth to a faint mist, and the heaven and earth suddenly fell into a haze.

……

……

The white-haired old man was extremely tricky, every move was ruthless, coupled with his extremely flexible body, Li Qifeng suffered a lot of losses, which made Li Qifeng have to deal with it carefully, even so, he still fell into a disadvantage temporarily.

Thorn -

The moment the voice sounded, Li Qifeng's body quickly retreated.

Above the chest, there was a hot pain, constantly stimulating Li Qifeng.

Look down.

The shirt on top of the chest cavity was torn apart, and several blood marks appeared on the chest.

Taking a deep breath, Li Qifeng's hot pain was suppressed.

His eyes looked at the white-haired old man.

The old man's body was slumped, and his arms naturally drooped, as if he were like an ape.

The qi machine flowed, the internal force in the body surged out, and the four swords floated in the air, exuding an endless chill, and suddenly, the four swords flickered, carrying the momentum of wind and thunder to kill the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's body moved.

Rushing out of the four swords, his body was extremely flexible, like a spiritual snake, passing through the gap between swords and swords.

The next moment.

The white-haired old man appeared in front of Li Qifeng.

The right hand grabbed it as fast as lightning and went straight to Li Qifeng's throat.

Li Qifeng's expression showed a hint of emotion, and with a movement of his right hand, he suddenly smashed forward.

Bang –

Clicks–

Li Qifeng's sudden punch carried a domineering force and fell directly on the fingers of the white-haired old man, and the huge impact force made the old man's fingers suddenly fractured.

Ten fingers to heart.

The white-haired old man took a deep breath of cold air, pressed the pain, and slammed out of his shoulder.

Li Qifeng's hands turned into palms, slapped forward, and his body took advantage of the momentum to fly backwards.

The distance between the two was widened.

Li Qifeng's expression showed a hint of a smile, looked at the expressionless white-haired old man, and said, "It's time to replace me now." ”

The moment the words fell, the endless sound of swords rang out.

The sword qi crisscrossed the heavens and the earth.

Under the moonlight in the bright and clean, a handle exuded a chill that was breathtaking, the sword body trembled slightly, and the sword air swirled, suspended above the sky, large and dense, making people dazzled.

The white-haired old man's expression couldn't help but tighten.

The smile disappeared from Li Qifeng's expression.

In an instant, in the sky, the dense sword suddenly let out a sword roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Ten thousand swords in unison.

It was mighty, covering the sky and the sun, carrying terrifying power and rushing towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's expression suddenly became ugly.

The sword was as fast as lightning, but there was nowhere to hide, the white-haired old man's expression became extremely dignified, and his hands moved slowly, pulling a strong internal force, running a strange track.

Seeing this, Li Qifeng's eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

(End of chapter)