In front of many warriors, in an open space, a robed figure sat cross-legged with a guqin in front of him. He sat there, his fingers caressing the strings, with a trace of distant breath on his body, just like the ancient Qin Saint Boya, looking for a soulmate in the mountains and rivers.

If it weren't for this special time, I'm afraid many people wouldn't be able to see that the seemingly young man in front of him was actually the first person in the Jiangnan martial arts world, the main halberd of the Haitian Sect.

"Is this really the boss of the Haitian Sect, how can he look so young, at most in his forties!" someone smacked his tongue.

Chen Feng put his hands behind his back and squinted at the pianist in front of him who didn't seem to be much older than him.

The aura on his body was the most powerful one Chen Feng had seen since he returned to Earth. Although it seemed that there was no wave in the ancient well, all the aura was suppressed by him, and the faint trace of it was shrouded in a radius of dozens of meters around, and it was murderous. His flesh was like an iron plate, without the slightest defect. Located at the spiritual level, there is a powerful spiritual force, like a flame.

"Sure enough, it's a land immortal!

Chen Feng nodded in praise.

He had heard of the land gods countless times, and his ears were calloused, and today he finally saw the deity.

Although it is the breath of the Heavenly and Human Realm, it is strong enough, and the physical body is also very condensed, reaching the half-element qi. The real age of Halberd Qing is at least over a hundred years old, but because he is a land immortal, he is rejuvenated, and his appearance is no different from that of a middle-aged person. But after all, it is a dilapidated Dao system, the earth and the cloud realm, once connected in the same vein, and the land immortals he cultivated are still a little bit lacking..."

Chen Feng shook his head slightly.

If he met a true Heaven and Man Realm cultivator from the cultivation realm at this time, then he would have no chance of winning at all if he was cultivating now, so he could only turn around and leave.

But the land immortal in front of him, the Dao system is not complete, and there are some broken places, and the threat to Chen Feng is much smaller.

It's just that the place where he sits, there seems to be a volcanic eruption-like aura underground, which gives me a sense of danger, is there any hidden magic weapon hole card?'

Chen Feng was thinking.

"King Wu Chen, I've been waiting for you here for seven days. ”

The halberd green fingers pressed on the strings, and Gu Jing's waveless pupils revealed a hint of brilliance:

"It's better to see than to hear, you are really the most amazing and brilliant worldly powerhouse I have ever seen. The temperament on your body makes me even feel that you are not a person on this star at all!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight!" Chen Feng said with a deep breath.

Although the temperament of this halberd green is very special, Chen Feng came here just for a fight, and there were so many onlookers watching. In his previous life, he had also seen countless amazing monks and Tianjiao of the major sects. Compared to the real pride of heaven in the cultivation realm, Halberd Qingdu only realized the land immortal at the age of more than a hundred years, and he really didn't dare to compliment.

Moreover, the war letter was also issued by him, and Chen Feng just came to make an appointment.

"There is great beauty in heaven and earth, why do you and I have to keep dying?"

Halberd Qing shook his head and sighed lightly, his fingers on the strings:

"Why don't you listen to my piano play?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Chen Feng's reaction, and gently plucked the strings, making a tactful and crisp rhyme.

'Bang!'

The strings are plucked three times in a row, and three notes are produced, each one higher pitched. The formless rhythm of music, as if it had turned into substance, was arranged in the void, condensing three invisible wind blades, slashing from afar.

'Fluttering'

The wind blade swept through the void, cutting a strip of cavity in the air, and three long marks were drawn on the ground.

Ji Qing and Chen Feng were separated by a hundred feet, but the wind blade ignored such a long distance, and pounced in an instant, and his strength was still extremely condensed, without any reduction.

No matter how powerful a real person is, the attack range of the spell is only 100 meters at most, and if you exceed this distance, you will either have no accuracy or lose your power.

But the spell of the halberd green, but both, has surpassed the understanding of ordinary martial arts.

In this regard, Chen Feng stomped his foot, and a brilliant light rose in front of him, like the strongest barrier, resisting the attacks of the three wind blades.

'Oooo

The halberd continued to stroke the qin, and the sound of the piano changed from high to low. As the rhythmic piano rhyme came out, a nameless wind rolled up around it, and invisible blades condensed in the wind, like a rain in the sky, whistling.

The flowers and trees around Chen Feng were instantly poked into a thousand holes, and the golden light barrier in front of him also kept making a crisp collision sound, which was gradually smoothed out and disappeared.

Not only did he not retreat, but he stiffened his body and carried it stiffly.

'Bang bang bang. ’

Chen Feng's flesh was constantly beaten and tempered by the wind blade, making a crackling sound and wiping out sparks. His physical body, the light became more and more brilliant, shrouded in the power of the dragon elephant, as if it was an indelible piece of immortal gold, which could not be shaken at all.

Until the end of the song, Chen Feng still stood in place, motionless, and within tens of meters of the surrounding area, it was a mess, and there was no grass.

'Bang!'

Chen Feng drew his sword out of its sheath, held the four-foot sword blade in his hand, and said loudly:

"I'll pay you back with a sword sound!"

He raised his hand and flicked his fingers on the blade of his sword, making the same crisp snap.

'Bell!'

As the sound appeared, white clouds shrouded in the surroundings, forming a feather-white sword rainbow, slashing through the hundred-meter void, and Huo Ran slashed towards the halberd green in the distance.

Jian Hong's speed was already equivalent to the speed of sound, and when the rhythm came, Jian Hong rushed in an instant.

Halberd Qing didn't dare to slack off at all, lowered his head and stroked the qin, and shot out one invisible wind blade after another, stopping the sword qi.

His piano rhyme is distinct, high and low, like the sound of big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, the wind blade in the sky is whistling like wind and thunder, elegant like rain and snow, enveloping a large space around him, all of which are cold and murderous.

If anyone came close to him, even the most powerful person would be crushed to ashes by these wind blades.

Chen Feng was also surrounded by white clouds, surrounded by sword rainbows, and he stood with his sword in his hand, like the monarch of heaven and earth.

"This is how the gods fight?"

All the martial artists around were stunned when they saw this scene.

There is no shortage of old-timers in the martial arts world, they have seen countless ups and downs in their lives, and they have also experienced many battles of life and death, and every battle is vivid, but it has never been as weird as today.

It is obviously an endless battle to the death, but the two sides are far apart, one strokes the sword, the other strokes the qin, and the sound of the qin and the rhyme of the sword are born and extinguished each other. The real battle has long been waged in the melody.

If it weren't for the strong wind and the sonorous sound in their faces, they might have thought that these two people were engaged in some kind of artistic performance, not like they were fighting.

Suddenly, Jiang Yin flashed, and an awe-inspiring sword qi slashed through the wind and clouds, and slashed diagonally across the guqin in front of Ji Qing.

'Bell!', one string snapped, and all music came to an abrupt end.

Heaven and earth fell silent for a moment.

"Your string is broken, what should you do?" Chen Feng held a sword in his hand and hunted in clothes.

Ji Qing was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile:

"King Chen Wu, it's boring for you to do this. ”

He gently put down the guqin, and then stood up from the ground, the breath on his body rose rapidly, like a Mount Tai rising from the ground, oppressing the surrounding hundreds of zhang square, and even the flowers and plants on the ground were bent down by this momentum.

Raise your hand and gently grasp it in the wind, like a fairy descending to earth, and grab a gust of wind.

'Whew!'

The wind intensified, sweeping through the surrounding void of 100 meters, and a huge tornado was formed. The sky over the island was originally clear and cloudless, but at this moment it was blocked by layers of clouds. The tornado startled from the ground, as if it had been connected to the sea of clouds in the sky, towering from the ground and majestic.

All the trees on the ground were torn off, and several houses were also shattered, and all the windows, door panels, and tiles flew into the air.

"This, this is the legendary land fairy? I thought it was just an exaggeration, but I didn't expect it to be a real fairy!"

The onlookers were all shocked.

Even if they are transformed into a realm, they are real people, and they can condense mana, at most, their true qi can be released tens of meters, and they can release hundreds of meters, and they are already dragons among people. But like a halberd green, he grabbed a ball of wind casually and turned it into a tornado that destroyed the world and manipulated the vitality of heaven and earth, what is this not an immortal?

In the face of this huge tornado, everyone on the ground was as small as dust, and the sea was even more undulating, with layers of waves roaring.

There are also onlookers on the island, who retreat again and again, and only a few transformation realms and real people dare to stay within the dangerous range.

Chen Feng stood there, dressed and dancing. He looked up at the tornado like an ant looking up at a giant.

"Go!"

The halberd waved his hand.

The huge tornado in front of him suddenly turned into the most elite iron horseman, and rushed forward, destroying all the way, plowing the court and sweeping the holes, marking a huge broken mark on the ground, almost no grass, and all life was trembling.

Before the storm completely came, the strong wind made Chen Feng unable to resist it, and his whole body kept moving backwards. He stomped his foot violently, propping up the dragon elephant's true power, and finally barely managed to stabilize his body.

At that time, Chen Feng had been forced back for hundreds of meters, almost standing on the edge of the land, and ten meters behind him, there were turbulent water waves, like a huge mouth of the abyss, about to swallow people.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Chen Feng is not not not retreating, but there is no way to retreat!