When Li Yifeng adjusted slightly, a figure appeared in the distance, it was Lei Zifeng, a madman from the Daomen, the aura on his body was extremely weird, but there was no way to know the weirdness of the breath. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long after, Lei Zifeng stepped into the range of the Fighting Sword Pavilion, and this strange aura disappeared again, making it impossible to capture.

Lei Zifeng showed a disdainful smile, and then found a place to close his eyes and recuperate, as if he had eaten Li Yifeng, and then the strange aura just now appeared again.

Although Li Yifeng was not sure about this strange aura, he still had one hand to use it when he guessed the situation, and even if he couldn't kill it, he could severely damage his opponent.

"Boss!"

Just when Li Yifeng was thinking, Ai Fengqi's shout shocked back to reality, and he felt an indescribable relief when he saw that his comrades-in-arms were safe and sound.

After a while, Ai Fengqi stepped into the range of the Fighting Sword Pavilion and came to Li Yifeng's side, there were many things he wanted to talk in his heart, and he kept talking.

Li Yifeng nodded while listening, and the power of divine sense secretly investigated, and found that the chaotic power left on Ai Fengqi's body had been transferred to the ** in the forehead.

At first, he was worried, but after thinking about it carefully, he smiled, and seemed to have guessed some clues about Ai Fengqi's forehead.

Ai Fengqi told all the experiences of these days, all of them were dangerous, but they were all thrilling, otherwise they would not have come here without injury.

A day later, figures appeared one after another near the Fighting Sword Pavilion, in addition to the Three Sects and the Tianshi Empire, there were also a lot of scattered cultivators, but there were several people with strange costumes, and it was impossible to know who the people of the forces were.

In addition, a monk with a mask on his face caught Li Yifeng's attention, and when he used the power of his divine sense to investigate, he was surprised by the mask bounced.

Not long after, the vicinity of the Fighting Sword Pavilion was full of monks, and the atmosphere was unusually solemn, and a storm was coming, suddenly.

"The murderer of the life and death sentence and the sword is obediently restrained. ”

When all the monks gathered together, the four fierce generals under the main seat of Jiankui, the ghost blade and the scar wanted to question Li Yifeng for the life and death sentence of the four fierce generals in the same row and the death of the sword sword.

The ghost blade and the scar struck Li Yifeng left and right, and the sword in his hand was ready to attack, as long as the murderer made any move, he would shoot with thunder.

"Whew!"

When he was extremely nervous, a sword aura erupted from within the Fighting Sword Pavilion, splitting into two halfway, attacking the Ghost Blade and the Cang Scar respectively.

"Click!"

The sound of two broken swords sounded, defeating the ghost blade and the scar in one move, and at the same time the broken sword also knocked them out of the territory of the Fighting Sword Pavilion, which shows that the strength of the master of the sword qi is extraordinary.

"Stepping into the Fighting Sword Pavilion can only be a sword fight, and no one can violate the ban here. "There was a majestic voice in the Fighting Sword Pavilion, and the rules of this place could not be broken.

"Welcome to the Sword Fighting Pavilion, there is only sword fighting here, all swordsmen should come into the Pavilion, and the others will wait here. A majestic voice sounded again in the Fighting Sword Pavilion, and then the door of the Fighting Sword Pavilion automatically opened.

All the monks who practiced swordsmanship stepped into the Fighting Sword Pavilion, and then the door automatically closed, and a barrier appeared in the Fighting Sword Pavilion, which was a barrier that only swordsmen could step into.

In the Sword Fighting Pavilion, hundreds of swordsmen chose a good place to wait for the owner of the Sword Fighting Pavilion to appear, and a spiritual lamp was lit up near the spacious Sword Fighting Table, illuminating the entire Pavilion.

Just when everyone was puzzled, the space above the sword fighting platform rippled, and then a purple-robed young man appeared, steadily descending the sword fighting platform.

"In the next sword god, welcome all swordsmen to the Fighting Sword Pavilion, you have two choices. One is to choose a group fight, and the other is to choose a duel in a group of two, you can discuss it. "After the appearance of the sword god, he said the rules directly, and no one should refuse.

"One-on-one senior, one-on-one duel is too troublesome, let's fight in a group directly!" Lei Zifeng thought that one-on-one was too wasteful of time, so he chose the group fight mode, and glanced at all the monks with sharp eyes.

As soon as Lei Zifeng's words came out, coupled with the sharp glances in his eyes, no one dared to say a word, and the atmosphere in the air was extremely tense for a full moment.

"Since there is no objection, then show your sword, which can only be a sword for sword fighting. After saying this, the sword god glanced at Li Yifeng intentionally.

"Senior, what is the meaning of this sword fight? Can you answer it, so that the juniors can understand a thing or two, and they can also go all out in the sword fighting in the future. I don't know who said that.

"You just need to know that you have a good ranking, and as for the meaning, I can't understand it to tell you, I wish you a good ranking. The Sword Seal God said expressionlessly.

"Is it okay to abstain?" said a timid voice from the corner, as if he didn't want to participate in the sword fight.

"No abstention, participation is mandatory. The sword seal god said strongly, so that the monk who said to give up was frightened and sat down on the ground.

"It's impossible to abstain if you want to, I can only fight, uncle. A casual cultivator complained, and then with a wave of his robe, a blue purple flying sword flew out, hovering in the air of the sword fighting platform.

Some people took the lead, and the others naturally showed their natal flying swords, and all kinds of flying swords circled in the mid-air of the sword fighting platform, and some even drew out their territories to slash the void by themselves.

Li Yifeng knew that this sword fighting was not trivial, and he specially selected the Golden Dragon Sword with the strongest attribute among the nine swords, after all, more than a hundred flying swords had to compete with each other.

After Li Yifeng showed the Golden Dragon Sword, Lei Zifeng was surprised, in his cognition, the Thundering Stone was born of heaven and earth, and the flying sword he refined was the strongest, and he didn't understand why he chose this Golden Dragon Sword.

Surprised to surprised, Lei Zifeng showed the Lei Ying Sword, which was slightly inferior to the Thundering Sword, joined the mid-air of the sword fighting platform, and after joining strongly, he expelled the nearby flying swords.

"Some garbage is not worthy of being Ben Gongzi's opponent at all, so let's give up resistance as soon as possible!" Lei Zifeng said disdainfully, looking at Li Yifeng intentionally.

"Now that everyone has shown their natal flying swords, the sword fight! begin!" said this condescendingly, and more than a hundred flying swords began to fight brutally.

"Ding!"

The Heavenly Lien Monk took the lead in attacking, and the chosen opponent was the Loose Cultivator, and the opponent had to be picked against the weak, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with when they joined forces, and they would not be able to achieve a good ranking.

The monks of the Tianshi Empire deal with the abnormal concentricity of outsiders, starting with the scattered cultivators, and after defeating them, they are the powerhouses of other forces, and Li Yifeng and Lei Zifeng are set to deal with them last.

The sound of the group fight started, and the scattered cultivators bore the brunt of it, and a casual cultivator was besieged by the Heavenly Lien Monk, and after his flying sword flew out of the sword fighting platform, it broke into several pieces, spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted to the ground, and was arranged by a sword god to arrange a place for him and heal his wounds.

Seeing this, the other scattered cultivators united to deal with the monks of the Tianshi Empire, although their strength was insufficient, their courage was commendable, and even if they were defeated, they would only win and not lose.

Seeing this, the two sects of Confucianism and Taoism besieged the Tianshi monks, and did not allow foreign monks to bully the Central Plains monks, and the Tianshi monks were suddenly in danger.

And on the other half of the sword fighting platform, a golden flying sword and a flying sword with a thunder arc beating were confronted, and no one moved half a minute without the master giving an order.

There was a small golden dragon hovering above the golden dragon sword, and the posture of the eyes was fully revealed, perhaps it was made of the little dragon's fingernails, and the little golden dragon seemed to be a little displeased and roared.

Immediately turned into a golden light, and attacked the Lei Ying Sword at great speed, and the sound of the dragon's chant resounded throughout the Fighting Sword Pavilion, and the nearby flying swords trembled when they heard it, and then recovered.

"Ding!"

The Golden Dragon Sword and the Lei Ying Sword collided together, and in addition to the crisp sound of the exchange, sparks burst out from the blade, and the first collision was all three steps back and a draw.

"Groan!"

The little golden dragon let out a roar, not allowing the opponent to match him, and once again turned into a golden light and attacked Lei Yingjian, and the second collision between the two sides ended with a small victory of the golden dragon sword by half a step.

"Hmph, it turns out that this is your strongest sword, and this son miscalculated, but the comprehension on the sword will never be surpassed. Lei Zifeng snorted coldly and said in a low voice.

Lei Yingjian immediately turned into a falcon, and the sharp claws aimed at the golden dragon's abdomen, but it didn't work, after all, the golden dragon was protected by dragon scales.

The golden dragon suffered a small pain and counterattacked the falcon's wings with a backhand, but was avoided by its agile speed, and then turned into a golden light and chased away.

The other more than 100 flying swords were mixed together, and it did not affect the duel between the Golden Dragon Sword and the Lei Ying Sword at all, and its owner was even more engrossed in controlling the flying swords, not noticing that their battle circle was getting bigger and bigger.

"Kurma, what now? If it weren't for your attention, everyone wouldn't be the target of public criticism. A Heavenly Lien Monk spat out a mouthful of blood and spoke.

"Just stick to the end, there's nothing to be ashamed of losing anyway, even if you lose, you have to pull one or two pads. Blood spilled from the corner of Culma's mouth, and the same sounded.

"This method is not feasible, with the current situation, it is simply impossible to pull people back, and transfer the battle circle to them. Another Tiens transsonic suggested.

"It was a good idea, and it was decided. Kurmar accepted this proposal and sent it to the initiates present.

Immediately, more than a dozen flying swords retreated while fighting, and the direction of retreat was exactly where Li Yifeng and Lei Zifeng faced off, and the two who were highly concentrated did not find out.

The more than ten flying swords that retreated while fighting suddenly gave up their defenses and retreated to the back of the battle circle where Li Yifeng and Lei Zifeng were at the fastest speed.

Dozens of flying swords lost their target, and they did not realize that they had entered the Land of Death, and carried out an airtight attack on the Golden Dragon Sword and the Lei Ying Sword.

The momentum of a hundred swords is a foregone conclusion, but Li Yifeng and Lei Zifeng are only angry about this, and they find out the murderer after a little observation.

Immediately, the Celestial Lion Monk was sentenced to death, but there were too many flying swords, and he could not accurately attack the flying sword of the Celestial Lien Monk, and the two looked at each other and reached a consensus.

The Golden Dragon Sword emitted an angry dragon roar, while the Lei Ying Sword made a piercing eagle roar, attracting the attention of the hundred swords.

Then what I saw was a hundred swords besieging the two swords, and the entire Fighting Sword Pavilion was filled with the sound of fencing, as if the two swords would become the losers under the hundred swords.

"The battle is coming to an end, and if nothing else, my judgment will be right. A sword god in the sky smiled and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, all the besieging swords were shaken open, and countless fierce sword qi burst out from them, and many flying swords turned into scrap metal, only to see two flying swords in mid-air, shining brightly.

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