This was only the case in the eyes of the two of them, but in the eyes of Heves, it was completely different.

Zhuo Fei, who was holding Nong Yu in his hand standing in place, seemed to be integrated into this world at this moment, and the spirit of the whole person had been perfectly integrated.

His extraordinary talent, coupled with the support of Taoist internal forces for so many years, is destined to be able to practice this skill.

"Quiet --- Qiankun!" the name suddenly appeared in Zhuo Fei's heart, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Zhuo Fei's eyes are very clear and bright, like a distant stream of water, which is gentle on the surface, but in fact contains monstrous power.

Gently swinging the nong feather in his hand, he emitted a crescent-like sword aura, which continued to grow larger and extend out as he flew towards Ze Ming.

Zhuo Fei lowered his head and read these words softly.

The sword qi of the crescent moon continued to amplify in Ze Ming's eyes, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis from it.

At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded in the depths of my heart: "Do you think you are weak?"

The feeling of absolutely not being able to give in spread from the depths of Ze Ming's heart, and the hands holding his feet were placed on both sides of his waist, and he suddenly raised his head and raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

The figure of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, in the air above his head, spread his extremely gorgeous wings and let out a crisp cry.

Powerful power burst out from Ze Ming's body in an instant, and before Zhuo Fei's sword qi arrived, he put the double swords on his chest, and his hands pressed the hilt of the sword.

Two colorful rays of light instantly emanated from the sword and quickly merged together in the air.

The two collided violently, and the huge force emitted blasted a deep crater in the ground, and even the surface of the calm lake also sent out ripples under the influence of this force.

"Holy. After Mu Miao made this sound, he quickly took a step forward and blocked Mu Zhiqing's body, emitting a brilliant golden light, blocking the aftermath.

Although his defenses were not shattered, he still slid back a few steps, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

After wiping it vigorously, Zhuo Fei looked at the two people not far away seriously: "What a strong strength!"

When the dust fell from the sky, a cold light suddenly jumped over the pit, it was Ze Ming, who was holding the double swords, and the colorful light on his body became brighter and brighter.

The sound of the collision of swords of "Dangdangdang", the two swords crossed together, and Nong Yu was in the middle of this cross.

The distance between Ze Ming and Zhuo Fei did not exceed five centimeters, and the sparks inspired by the tip of the knife illuminated the handsome faces of the two of them.

Just when Hevis was about to make the two of them stop, the space suddenly fluctuated, and the double swords in Ze Ming's hands suddenly disappeared.

Immediately after that, the space behind Zhuo Fei was like breaking two black holes, and the tip of the sword glowing with cold light was facing his head.

"What's going on? Ze Ming also has spatial ability?" Mu Miao exclaimed in surprise.

Hewis couldn't help frowning, and suddenly remembered something, Mu Zhiqing preemptively explained to Mu Miao before him.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow is an existence at the top of the Divine Beast Pyramid, with the abilities of the dragon and phoenix races.

However, within the dragon clan, there is a magical dragon that has the ability to shuttle through space, and it is obvious that the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow also has such an ability.

After she finished speaking, Hevis went on to explain that the first generation of people with the blood of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow relied on more than just the advantage of the bloodline.

There is also a set of divine swordsmanship, which is called "Void Swordsmanship", which is passed down by mouth in the world of cultivators, when this set of swordsmanship is performed.

There is no sign to be found, hurting people invisibly, killing people without a shadow, because all the sword qi, even the cold sword itself, already exists in the space, so that the locked person has no place to hide.

In the early years, Hevis had seen such swordsmanship in a battle, but he didn't expect that so much time had passed. This set of swordsmanship appeared in front of his eyes again.

Although Ze Ming in front of him is not very proficient, he already has half of the charm of this set of swordsmanship.

However, after the tip of the sword appeared, it remained frozen in the air and did not advance for half a minute.

Ze Ming clearly felt that the surrounding space seemed to be completely sealed at this moment, and the most magical thing about the "Void Sword Technique" was that it could use the space to make the sword qi move forward.

The place where he is best at the moment is stuck, and this set of swordsmanship has become mediocre and ordinary.

In addition, the powerful oppressive force in the dark is coming from all directions, not only oppressing Ze Ming himself, but also trying to squeeze out the cold sword that escaped into the space.

Suddenly, Zhuo Fei stomped on the ground violently, and a powerful force burst out from his body, holding the handle of the knife and the hands on the back of the knife, and at the same time shook hard.

It was just in an instant that Ze Ming was shocked out of nearly ten meters, and half of the sword body that had disappeared appeared and emerged.

"Enough. Hevis raised his hand and said lightly, "That's the end of the competition, let's talk about what they just learned." ”

Zhuo Fei lowered his head slightly, recalling the feeling just now, when the name "Forbidden --- Qiankun" appeared in his heart, he only felt that the crocodile of heaven and earth had become one, and there were no distracting thoughts in his heart.

There is only Nong Yu in his hand, and the target not far away, that is, Ze Ming.

However, when he swung that knife, his heart was full of indescribable tenderness, as if it was like a pool of spring water, but Zhuo Fei knew it clearly.

This is the feeling on the surface, in this crescent moon sword qi, countless Dao Dao sword qi criss-cross together, and the gentleness of the appearance is like a sugar coating that wraps the bitter heart.

As long as you touch something slightly, it will burst open in an instant, and the sword qi inside will explode instantly, enveloping the target.

Mu Miao's eyes widened when he heard this, what Zhuo Fei said was completely a trick that the yin dead did not pay for his life, if he didn't have any experience, who would have known that gentleness would actually be sugar coating?

On the contrary, Hevis nodded lightly and asked Zhuo Fei if there was anything else besides this feeling.

It's similar to the realm or something, do you feel that with him as the center, the energy in the space within how many distances around him is determined by him to dictate the rules of use?

After Zhuo Fei heard this, he fell into deep contemplation, and recalled the feelings just now more seriously.

At this time, Hevis turned his head and looked at Mu Miao, who had just put away his twin swords.

The latter said that he only felt that he had no useful strength in his body, and whether Zhuo Fei was defending more firmly or attacking more ruthlessly, the more he had a feeling of trying to conquer in his heart.

Although I spent a lot of time with him, I played very heartily.

"That's it?" asked Heves, frowning slightly.

Ze Ming thought for a while, and continued to speak, when Zhuo Fei lowered Nong Yu to the ground, he vaguely felt from the latter's body, an extremely strong sense of loneliness, plus an extremely lonely color.

When the two of them collided at close range, Ze Ming felt a strong oppressive force, and it came from all directions, trying to bounce him away from Zhuo Fei's place.

After casting the "Void Sword Technique", he was only halfway through it, as if he was holding his double swords with one hand, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't advance half a point.

Hevis nodded continuously, and said slowly: "Let me first talk about Zhuo Fei, the trick he performed just now, if he practices diligently, he will practice a field that belongs to him." ”

The three of them were stunned when they heard it, what Hevis said was a realm, something that could take unexpected effects in battle.

Many facts have proved that two cultivators who are exactly the same in all aspects, if one of them has a realm, the other person is not an opponent at all.

In a way, the realm can help the caster borrow the energy of heaven and earth to replenish their own consumption in battle.

What's more, it can also change the energy fluctuation core within a certain area, and change the rules for the use of energy between heaven and earth on the one hand.

Until now, none of them, including Yewei, had ever seen such a thing as the realm of that person.

Suddenly. The three of them all cast surprised glances at Zhuo Fei, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

It's just that Zhuo Fei is now completely lost in thought, and he doesn't pay any attention to them, which makes Ze Ming and the others unable to ask anything they want to ask.

"Don't bother him just yet, let one think about it. Hevis said seriously, "Mu Miao, you can be lucky, go and find some dirt and stones around, and fill the deep pit, we will stay here for a while, this land is still useful." ”

"Ah, but why me? It's obvious that Zhuo Fei and Zeming made it......"

Mu Miao was only halfway through his words, so he didn't continue, because Ze Ming's unkind gaze had already locked him.

Turning around and patting Mu Miao's shoulder, Hevis said lightly: "Don't worry, I won't let you do it in vain, I dare to promise you that you will definitely gain something." ”

Mu Zhiqing covered her mouth and smiled, turned around and walked to a tree and sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate, while Ze Ming also jumped into the lake.

Because of the previous battle, he sweated a lot, so he wanted to wash it.

Mu Miao, who pouted his lips and had a bitter face, had to go to the forest, and the temperature in the forest at night was often a little lower than that of the flat land.

The cool breeze blew slightly, and Mu Miao, who was stretching comfortably and lazily, suddenly moved his nose, and immediately smelled a strong smell of blood.

This made him immediately alert, and he quickly followed the direction of the wind, shuttling through the forest in one direction.