Fan Banxian's eyes were cold and resentful, and he killed Yi Feng with a ghostly smile.

The speed of the half-immortal is not innately attainable, and the same is true of Fan Banxian, who was abolished in time.

In a flash, Fan Banxian came to Yi Feng, and he was about to slash down with a knife.

Yi Feng didn't have time to dodge, so he had to take the blow with his horizontal sword.

Holding the sword upwards and trying to resist, he felt a huge force from the sword body to his wrist.

The wrist was not strong, the sword was out of his hand, Yi Feng's eyes focused on the blade, dodged and dodged, and narrowly avoided the knife split. The sword that had escaped also fell with inertia, firmly inserted into the ground, and the hilt swayed with some remaining force.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, the strength and weakness have already come to a conclusion. Half-immortals, even if they are abolished, there is a gap between them and innate.

Yi Feng twisted his aching wrist, looking at Fan Banxian's gaze with unprecedented solemnity.

Fan Banxian saw Yi Feng's embarrassment, and the smile on his face became a little thicker. Taking advantage of the victory to pursue, Fan Banxian slashed at Yi Feng again.

This knife, however, carried a bit of internal force, and the knife mixed with the sound of the wind slashed at Yi Feng with lightning speed.

Yi Feng looked at this momentum and understood that under normal circumstances, he couldn't avoid it anyway.

This Fan Banxian was really born with killing intent and made a ruthless move.

In an instant, Yi Feng had nearly 10,000 thoughts in his heart, but time was running out, and he quickly dispelled other thoughts, and there was only a desperate gamble left in his heart.

When the knife approached Yi Feng, Yi Feng had already made a decision.

In his eyes, the shadow of the knife became bigger and bigger. Yi Feng stared at the knife, fell on his back, the knife continued to descend with Yi Feng, Yi Feng was ruthless, his palm supported the ground, and he stretched out his foot and kicked Fan Banxian's knee fiercely.

Fan Banxian was hit, and a wave of pain surged up. The internal force of the chopper was also unconsciously collected.

The knife went down with inertia, becoming bigger and bigger in Yi Feng's eyes. Let go, Yi Feng fell to the ground. There was no time to cry out in pain, Yi Feng quickly stretched out his hands and grabbed the knife that came down according to inertia.

At the same time, Fan Banxian also knelt on the ground due to knee pain. Yi Feng also felt the soreness in his back.

In an instant, Yi Feng was glad that he had made the right bet.

That day, Old Man Yao wasted Fan Banxian's feet, although Yi Feng didn't know what method Fan Banxian used to walk again, but Yi Feng still didn't believe that Fan Banxian was really healed. In this way, Yi Feng decided to take a gamble, fell to the ground and stretched out his leg to hit Fan Banxian's knee. At this moment, Fan Banxian's half-kneeling let Yi Feng know that he was blocking the right one.

The battle was not over yet, Yi Feng kicked Fan Banxian away with a kick, stood up a few steps on the ground and took back his sword.

Looking at Fan Banxian again, he also stood up again with the knife at this time.

Yi Feng squinted at Fan Banxian's other foot, and smiled ghostly like Fan Banxian before.

Yi Feng's cruel smile startled Fan Banxian. The injured foot stepped on the ground weakly, and Fan Banxian made a defensive posture with the support of one foot.

Yi Feng stared at Fan Banxian at the moment like a hungry wolf staring at a lamb, and killing Banxian might become possible.

In a few steps, Yi Feng stabbed Fan Banxian with his sword, and Fan Banxian took the knife and slashed the sword that wanted to knock Yi Feng away.

Yi Feng let go of his sword and kicked Fan Banxian's other foot sideways.

Fan Banxian's body was unstable, and Yi Feng seized the opportunity to use his internal force to kick his knee again.

Under one foot, Fan Banxian also fell to the ground.

Yi Feng transported all the internal force to his feet and kicked Fan Banxian fiercely, and Fan Banxian rolled a few times in the direction of the force.

Picking up the sword on the ground, Yi Feng wanted to give Fan Banxian a result.

"Enough!"

shouted an order, but it was the last half-immortal who had been staying by Fan Ju's side.

Yi Feng turned around, and saw a palm in front of him, and Yi Feng could feel the terrifying strength in that hand. And this hand was grabbed by the other hand at this time, and it did not enter a single bit.

It turned out that after that shout, the demi-immortal beside Fan Ju then took action to kill Yi Feng, and Old Man Yao also felt that he had stopped the other party at the right time.

Yi Feng turned his head, but saw Old Man Yao holding the hand of the half-immortal with one hand, and holding the half-immortal who had fought with him before with the other hand, and still had that playful smile on his face.

At the same time, Yi Feng also found that there was a faint ethereal air flow around Old Man Yao's hand, and there was also a similar air flow on the wrist of the half-immortal who was grabbed by Old Man Yao's hand, which was very empty. In the blink of an eye, it seems to be real and illusory, and it is very hazy.

After a stalemate for a moment, Old Man Yao took the lead in withdrawing his hand and laughing, and the half-immortal did not continue to attack, but also withdrew his hand.

A figure jumped over, but it was Old Man Yao who threw the unconscious half-immortal in his hand to Fan Ju's side.

"It's all so big, and I like to bully the juniors, turtles. ”

Old man Yao said casually, but he was sarcastic.

The turtle half-immortal glanced at Yi Feng and then looked at Old Man Yao, "The person you just beat the coma can also be called your junior." ”

never thought that the other party would say such a thing, Old Man Yao laughed, but he didn't answer it.

Turning his head to look at the turmoil around him, Old Man Yao said sarcastically: "You are defeated tonight, do you want to continue?"

"Nope. The turtle half-immortal said, "Let's go to Ziguo for interest first." ”

"Hahaha, okay! Old turtle, there will be a period later. ”

Old Man Yao's words drew the eyes of the turtle and half immortal.

Yi Feng has been quietly watching from the sidelines, although he doesn't know the relationship between the two, but Yi Feng knows that Shanguan is preserved.

At the same time, the shadow also flashed back to Yi Feng's side.

"I don't know what tricks you've used, Your Majesty, but we'd better retreat now. Old man Yao suggested to Yi Feng.

Yi Feng thought about it and nodded in response.

Holding his fist at Fan Ju is a farewell.

"King Qi is a good method, I hope to ask for advice next time. Fan Ju also hugged his fists in return, but his words were firm and unyielding.

Yi Feng smiled and replied, "Definitely." ”

"I was so embarrassed by one of the Eight Emperors, if I was given two or three years, why should I be afraid of you. Yi Feng's heart is full of confidence, this is confidence in himself, and he doesn't have to say it to make people feel it.

Looking at the high-spirited two, Old Man Yao poked the turtle demi-immortal beside him with his elbow, "Old turtle, do you feel that you are old?"

The turtle half-immortal glanced at the old man Yao, and said in a poem: "Young chivalrous, befriended with Wudu Xiong, liver and gallbladder holes, hair towering, standing in conversation, life and death are the same, and a promise is heavy." Push and warp bravely, be proud and longitudinal, lightly cover and embrace, Lianfei Gong, Doucheng East, Bang Drinking Pill, Spring Floating Cold Urn. Sucking the sea and hanging the rainbow, calling the eagle and the dog, the white feather picking the eagle bow, the cunning hole, and the joy is in a hurry. ”

Yin looked at Old Man Yao with disdain, "How can your head that only knows how to drink know what young people think." ”

Old man Yao was also angry when he was despised by the turtle and half immortal, and the poems that he didn't understand added fuel to the fire, and he scolded angrily: "Speak human words." ”

The turtle half-immortal thought for a moment and said, "We are indeed old. ”

That serious appearance made the old man Yao have nowhere to vent his anger, and finally turned into a few palms and slapped it on the shoulder of the turtle half-fairy.

But not to mention that the two were funny, Yi Feng and Fan Ju looked at each other and smiled, remembering that all kinds of things in the past were constantly slandering each other in their hearts.

A typical smiling tiger, with a knife hidden in his smile.

At the time of parting, Yi Feng even pretended not to see Fan Banxian, who was injured by himself, and deliberately stepped on his knees twice when passing by, causing Fan Ju to raise his eyebrows.

After a while, Yi Feng only felt refreshed.

After that, Yi Feng asked Shadow to take back the assassins, and he and Old Man Yao returned to the mountain pass first.

On the way, Old Man Yao was indeed a little curious about the situation tonight, so he asked Yi Feng on the side: "Boy, how did you let Mingzi dog bite dog?"

Yi Feng looked at Old Man Yao and asked instead, "Turtle?"

"You answer the old man first. ”

Yi Feng turned his head and ignored it, and walked on his own.

"I'm afraid of you. Old Man Yao sighed, "But let me tell you, you also have to answer the question I just asked." ”

As he spoke, Old Man Yao briefly explained the situation of the turtle and half immortal.

It turns out that the royal family of the Ming Kingdom is indeed a descendant of Xuanwu, and the turtle and half-immortal are the guardians of the Ming Kingdom, and there is a faint atavism. In this way, Old Man Yao's old turtle sentence is reasonable.

At the same time, Old Man Yao also talked about the situation of the half-immortals.

It turned out that the demi-immortals at the peak of the innate were fake demi-immortals, and they only stepped into one foot in the demi-immortals. After passing the innate peak, only after turning half of one's internal force into an immortal can one truly be called a half-immortal.

And there are three kinds of demi-immortals, one is just in the early stage of demi-immortals, and the immortal yuan can't be used yet, and the likes of Fan half-immortals belong to this category.

Moreover, the person who can use the immortal yuan to enter the heavens and the earth at will is called the middle stage of the half-immortal, such as the emperor of the Xia Kingdom on Ling Heng, and the half-immortal old man beside Ye Qingchuan.

Then there is the person who is only one step away from the immortal, which is called the late stage of the half-immortal, such as the turtle and half-immortal. This kind of person can't tell when he will become an immortal.

"What about you?"

Yi Feng was suddenly a little curious about Old Man Yao's realm. When Old Man Yao was holding the turtle half-immortal before, Yi Feng knew that the two were secretly competing, and the result must have been that Old Man Yao had won, otherwise Old Man Yao would not have let go and laughed first.

The turtle half-immortal was already in the late stage of the half-immortal, and it was possible to become an immortal at any time, but he was still defeated by Old Man Yao. In this way, Yi Feng was even more curious about Old Man Yao's realm.

Old man Yao suddenly laughed loudly, "Hahaha, do you believe me when I say I'm an immortal?"

Yi Feng pursed his lips and proved his idea with his actions.

Old man Yao was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "It's your turn." ”

"What?"

"How do you let that Mingzi dog eat dog, I'll tell you after I finish. ”

"Answered?"

Yi Feng's question made Old Man Yao stunned, and after thinking about it, he found that Yi Feng really didn't promise himself at that time.

But looking at Yi Feng who was blowing a minor tune, Old Man Yao was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

Let's go back to the city.

Old man Yao only felt that he was unladylike when he met someone, and after a sigh of emotion, he transported enough Xianyuan back to Shanguan.

Yi Feng also sighed that the world was going down, and he still walked back to the mountain pass slowly and slowly with a little song.