Xu Jingtian was bare-handed, and just one false move made Qu Feixiong suffer enough. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How's it going, can you?" he asked, pretending to be concerned.

"Hmph, look at the sword!" Qu Feixiong's face turned cold, and he wrapped his sword and rushed towards Xu Jingtian.

Xu Jingtian actually came to the appointment with his bare hands, what a big fool, Qu Feixiong sneered in his heart, as long as he could approach Xu Jingtian, a few swords could solve his life.

Xu Jingtian is not without a magic weapon, but that sharp blade is too powerful, the target is too obvious, and he doesn't want to expose it in front of everyone.

Qu Feixiong took advantage of the weapon and attacked forward, the flying sword spit out sharp sword qi, and stabbed at Xu Jingtian's vital parts.

Looking at the flying sword that stabbed quickly, Xu Jingtian floated back and avoided the edge for the time being.

And Qu Feixiong was unforgiving, and he held his breath in his heart, and he wanted to behead Xu Jingtian with a sword. He finally showed his true skills, and the flying sword in his hand kept flying, and he attacked repeatedly.

The sharp sword qi slashed across the ground from time to time, leaving traces several feet deep, forcing Xu Jingtian to retreat again and again, while Qu Feixiong became more and more confident. He is going all out, and it is estimated that Xu Jingtian will not be able to bet for long.

"Hahaha, Xu Jingtian, I thought you had a lot of ability, it turns out that you only have this ability!" Qu Feixiong couldn't help but smile proudly.

"This seems to be too unfair, that Qu Feixiong is holding a magic weapon in his hand, but the other side is unarmed!"

"Hmph! There is no fairness or unfairness between cultivators, not to mention that the two sides are fighting to the death, either side should try their best and go all out, if the reason is blamed on the lack of a magic weapon, it can only be said that this Xu Jingtian is too stupid!" said another disciple with some disdain.

Once the two sides of the decisive battle enter the Feiye Gorge, it is equivalent to signing a life and death book, and they can only rely on their own abilities, which is an irreproachable fact, and all the disciples are clear.

Therefore, most of the surrounding disciples listened to it, and they all nodded secretly, worried about Xu Jingtian's situation.

Although Qu Feixiong's offensive was fierce, it was not a threat to Xu Jingtian, and he dealt with it easily. In fact, the more ferocious Qu Feixiong's attack was, the happier Xu Jingtian was in his heart, since his cultivation had improved, it was rare for someone to accompany him to practice his moves, just to test his current strength.

In the face of Qu Feixiong's more ferocious attacks every time, Xu Jingtian showed a trace of disdain on his face, and said lightly: "Cut, if you say this kind of thing now, is it too early, defeat me first!"

"Hahaha, yes! I won't let you go if you kneel on your knees and beg for mercy later!" Qu Feixiong roared a little angrily, his words full of threats.

Qu Feixiong was really angry, at this moment, the eyes of all the disciples widened, staring at Xu Jingtian in the field, no one wanted to miss the good scene of him being abused to death.

"Ahh

Xu Jingtian, who had been dodging, always had a smile on his face, looked at Qu Feixiong, who was slowing down the offensive in front of him, and said mockingly: "Come again, it turns out that you only have this ability?"

This sentence was said by Qu Feixiong just now, and Xu Jingtian now said to him in turn, it was really a kind of irony, which made Qu Feixiong extremely unhappy and felt very embarrassed, but he had no choice but to say angrily: "Xu Jingtian, you are looking for death, and today next year will be the death date!"

As he spoke, Qu Feixiong stepped forward with both feet, only to hear a bang, the whole person was already flying into the air, and the flying sword in his hand firmly locked Xu Jingtian a few feet away, this attack was done in one go, full of indomitable and unstoppable taste.

"Good!" shouted the onlookers. Some disciples who were closer to the battle felt a coldness rise in their hearts, and they couldn't help but shrink their necks, if this trick were replaced by them, they would definitely die.

Qu Feixiong was finally aroused by Xu Jingtian's ferocity and took out his housekeeping skills.

"That's just like words!" Xu Jingtian looked at Qu Feixiong who was approaching quickly, put away his smile, and finally showed a trace of solemnity on his face. As he spoke, Xu Jingtian's arms danced rapidly, only to see the shadows of his fists flying, and a compelling aura erupted from his body in an instant, and the whole person seemed to have changed into a person, turning into a wild beast, and the reverse curved flying bear ushered in.

He just wanted to use the pressure brought by Qu Feixiong to force himself to make a move, and exercise in adversity, much faster than cultivating with his head down, and the strength of practicing the sixth layer was being stimulated by him little by little.

"Huh!?" the crowd erupted in surprise again. Qu Feixiong's move can't be hard-picked no matter what, so he can only dodge it. If Xu Jingtian rushed forward like this, it would be strange if he was not stabbed by Qu Feixiong's flying sword!

However, what surprised them even more was still to come, under the wave of Xu Jingtian's pair of fleshy palms, the surrounding aura was affected, and there were subtle changes on the field. This feeling was very wonderful, and Xu Jingtian also experienced the pleasure brought by the improvement of spiritual power for the first time.

And Qu Feixiong on the field was also stunned, his fast-moving figure suddenly felt a strong pressure, his chest was so sad that he wanted to vomit blood, and the flying sword in his hand couldn't help but weaken by three points.

"What kind of spell are you?" Qu Feixiong asked with some confusion.

Of course, Xu Jingtian wouldn't tell him, it was just the spiritual power he released through his flesh palm, and if Qu Feixiong knew, he would definitely vomit blood on the spot in shame.

"Guess!" With a cold drink from Xu Jingtian's mouth, he suddenly changed his true qi, reversed his spiritual power, crossed his hands, and slammed his palm towards the flying sword in Qu Feixiong's hand.

At this time, Qu Feixiong's offensive was exhausted, so he had to withdraw the flying sword and wait for it.

The onlookers all showed a look of surprise, Xu Jingtian actually relied on a pair of fleshy palms to regret the sharp flying sword. No matter how you say it, the flying sword is also a magic weapon, no matter how powerful Xu Jingtian's mana is, how can he fight it.

"You're looking for death!" Qu Feixiong showed a wild laugh in his heart, and the flying sword in his hand increased a little harder, changed direction, and slashed towards Xu Jingtian's fleshy palm. Xu Jingtian did this, which was tantamount to death.

The corners of Xu Jingtian's mouth showed a mocking smile, his arms were first separated to the sides, and then his wrists were as flexible as a small snake, swinging several times in a row, so that the opponent's flying sword could not capture the real position.

Qu Fei Xiong's flying sword was not as flexible as his palm, and he chased after him for a burst of stabs, but after all, his spiritual power was limited, and after more than ten stabs, his spiritual power was exhausted, and the sword momentum became a little slow.

"What I'm waiting for is your moment!" Xu Jingtian calculated in his heart, suddenly blessed the Jinyang True Skill in his hands, and suddenly grabbed the flying sword.

"Whew!Whew!"

The palm shadow in the sky almost obscured Qu Feixiong's vision, and with the sound of breaking wind, it swept towards him.

Qu Feixiong ran out of one mouthful of spiritual power, and when he was about to exchange for another spiritual power, Xu Jingtian grabbed the flying sword with both hands. He sneered in his heart, as long as the other party's palm was hit by the flying sword, he just stirred it casually, and he didn't cut off his fingers by the roots!