Chu Feng's body bowed forward slightly, his left hand clenched the coarse cloth wrapped in the knife, and his right hand clenched the handle of the knife. 81?中?文 ≥≠≤.≥8≤1=Z=

He closed his eyes, but a bright light appeared in front of him.

He knew a lot of knife techniques, but he rarely used them, and he was not prepared to use them, because he was not good at them—or rather, his gentle temperament was incompatible with the usual violent knife techniques, and naturally he could not be so good at them.

He was still good at using swords, and he was used to using them, and like most people, he vulgarly liked swords.

So although he drew a knife, what appeared was a bright sword intent.

Although Chu Feng had sword intent, what he held in his hand was a sword.

Since the knife is out of the sheath, it will inevitably have a decisive momentum, and a hearty battle will be fought if it is going to be battled, so the sword light flies, the sword intent flashes, and it is directly slashed on the sword blade of the piercing night without the slightest stop.

The first confrontation between the piercing night and Ning Shi collided very plainly, quietly and silently slid past the opponent's edge, just like an ordinary sword collision, or even an ordinary sword collision, at least the ordinary sword collision will also produce sparks and sounds, it will not be so silent, people can't tell if they want to comment.

But Chu Feng, who was holding the condensing world, and Xun Kan, who was holding the piercing night, knew that this confrontation was not dull at all.

At that moment, the thorny night and the condensation were entangled together, vibrating and colliding on the high ground with a degree that the naked eye could not distinguish at all.

Such vibrations were carried out thousands of times in a short moment, whether it was Chu Feng or Xun Kan, they couldn't keep up with this degree, but the hand was forcibly driven and vibrated thousands of times, and then with the separation of the sword, it finally came to an end.

Chu Feng and Xun Kan both knew that it was a clash of the remaining battle intent of the two big men in the sword, even if the two big men may have already fallen, but as emperor weapons, they were still unwilling to lose to each other and ruin the prestige of their masters.

However, this time the meeting was a draw.

There was still no trace on the body of the Night Piercing Sword, it was as smooth as new, and the Condensing World Long Knife was wrapped in a thick layer of frost and mist, and it was impossible to see the situation of the blade at all, but it was bound to be missing.

This time the swords collided, and although the swords did not distinguish the winner or loser, Chu Feng and Xun Kan had a high or low.

The sword that was cut diagonally from the bottom direction was a few points stronger than Xun Kan's sword that had been consumed to the limit because of the new force, and the sword momentum was still sliding upwards according to the original trajectory.

The goal of the long knife is to block the Soul Loss Nail, Chu Feng knows it, and Xun Kan also knows it.

So without any hesitation, Xun Kan took out another soap-colored triangular flag.

The triangular flag immediately manifested into a big banner in the wind, which was held tightly by Xun Kan, and there was a rumbling sound with Xun Kan's shaking, as if the roar of the rushing river hitting the mountain cliff when the river twisted and turned.

And as Xun Kan shook the triangular flag, the soapy light on the triangular banner suddenly appeared, and several soap-colored triangular flags appeared in an instant, surrounding Chu Feng and Xun Kan, and immediately the entire sky was covered by the dark night, only to see the dark clouds rolling like waves rising close to the ground, constantly steaming upward, making the nearby space hazy.

That smoke was naturally not an ordinary smoke, Chu Feng only smelled it slightly, and knew that the smoke was poisonous.

It is not a poison, although it cannot be fatal, but it is also extremely ferocious, and anyone who is corrupted by this poison will have irrepressible hallucinations and lose their perception of the real world.

But Chu Feng didn't pay attention to this poisonous mist, he swung this knife completely, and directly cut off the oncoming Soul Nail and shattered it into two, freezing into ice and falling to the ground.

This knife did not end because of this, when this knife reached the time when Chu Feng raised his right arm, as Chu Feng's right arm shook slightly, it drew a smooth and natural arc and slashed towards the opposite side.

The sword intent above the condensed world instantly erupted, like a volcanic eruption, wrapped in huge might, and attacked Xun Kan head-on.

Xun Kan will not be afraid, the sword in his hand has long been difficult to suppress the fighting spirit, and that desire has already burned him.

He slammed the triangular banner in his left hand into the ground, raised the sword in his right hand, a chill flashed in his eyes, and with his angry shout, the dark golden dragon pattern appeared on the body of the Night Piercing Sword again, the angry dragon opened its eyes, and the sword fell from the sky!

Chu Feng roared angrily, and the knife that slashed forward moved backwards with his steps, and one naturally turned around, slashing backwards into the sky. This time the sword is drawn to end the battle, this time the knife is drawn, and it is time to end it all!

The sword light flickered in the cold mist, as if thousands of knives were gathered together, spinning a curve like the most bewitching woman in the world, glowing with a cold light, with wisps of white mist, rushing towards the sky.

And the man who held the knife tightly was like a fierce bird with wings made of knives, screaming and revealing a fierce light, vibrating his blade wings and rushing into the sky.

Under the pitch-black sky, there was a dragon's roaring lightsaber, which fell like a mountain collapsing, and the roar was deafening.

The mountain did not want to let the fierce bird fly, it wanted to suppress the fierce bird, and prevent the fierce bird from rushing into the sky and tearing the blue sky.

How dare you compare yourself with a bird, and how can you cross Mount Tai!

The lightsaber pressed down, and the dragon roared!

The sword light rotates, and the fierce bird spreads its wings!

The mountains pressed against the broad back of the fierce bird, and the fierce bird staggered and cried unwillingly.

The cuckoo cried blood, the eyes of the fierce bird burst with light, and its wings vibrate, constantly bombarding the mountain, knocking the majestic mountain into cracks, causing the mountain to collapse and the boulder to fly sideways.

Pieces of broken light fluttered and fell like falling snow, the cracks of the lightsaber began to spread, the sword body began to be broken, and the sword light that opened like wings behind Chu Feng was also withering one by one, like the feathers shed by a bird, weak and poignant.

Chu Feng and Xun Kan collided fiercely and directly for the first time, and neither of them wanted to stay behind, they both thought that they would end the battle with this.

Xun Kan clenched his teeth, his clenched hands began to tremble, and his face became a little pale.

Even if the Piercing Night agreed with his drive, after all, the Piercing Night was a sword that even the Great Emperor could kill, and once it was fully used, where could its consumption be easily borne by an eighth-order monk?

On the other hand, Chu Feng's situation is not optimistic, Ning Shi is the instrument of the Great Emperor, and he has not been admitted by Ning Shi, but Bing Zhiqi borrowed him to use it, and he can barely control it by relying on the resonance between singing snow tricks and Ning Shi, and the consumption is even greater than Xun Kan.

If it weren't for the fact that Chu Feng still had a part of the true qi that Lin Feng had crossed in his body, relying on the quality to barely support it, I am afraid that it would have already been exhausted.

Thorn Night began to tremble, and there was a sound like a trembling sound, and a golden light flashed from above the sword body of Thorn Night, and the phantom of a golden cicada appeared in the transparent and crystalline sword body.

A sword, like a transparent cicada chrysalis, the golden cicada opened its wings in the cicada chrysalis, the cicada wings rubbed and vibrate, and the noisy cicada chirp suddenly came from a distance, and then spread into the distance.

The sound of cicadas chirping one after another, endlessly, is a little annoying, but also a little stuffy, like summer is coming, under the scorching sun.

Xun Kan's expression was a little weird, because this sword was constantly absorbing his energy and pouring it into the sword body.

He looked at Chu Feng, and Chu Feng's knife, which flipped like a wing, finally stopped at this moment.

There was snow falling from the sky, real snow, hexagonal, without a single repetition of snowflakes, from the rolling dark clouds, the ice, even the poisonous gas was blown away by this wind, frozen, and completely dissipated.

Chu Feng's side is a world of ice and snow, an eternal winter, a winter that will never be handed over to summer.

But at this moment, summer and winter met in the barrier created by this banner, and began to collide and begin to impact.

The night was trembling, it was a trembling of extreme excitement, and the battle intent had burned to the point of madness.

And the condensation in Chu Feng's hand was also wailing, and the "buzzing" sound seemed to be an irrepressible desire.

The dark golden light burst out from the piercing night, sweeping in all directions like a wave, and at the same time, a cold frozen air also spread around Chu Feng like a storm, and the golden light swept by the wave suddenly intersected, and then quietly annihilated, but the subsequent light surged up one after another, and then connected, and then annihilated, never seeing where the end was.

Chu Feng and Xun Kan both knew that this was the first confrontation and it was a continuation of the sword entanglement, or rather, this knife and this sword were not the first time they had met.

This sword, and this sword, have an extremely old grudge.

But what this grievance is, probably no one knows, time has drowned too many secrets, too many deeds, everything in the past years, has dissipated into smoke.

However, this sword and this knife still remember each other, and they are still continuing the old grudges.

The instincts in the depths of their souls have awakened, and with the residual war intent, they want to continue the strife of ancient times.

And Chu Feng and Xun Kan, who were supposed to control the sword, have become the carrier and container of the sword dispute at this moment - the two of them provide a steady stream of true qi for the sword, supporting the struggle and consumption of the sword regardless of the cost.

Xun Kan wanted to collect the sword, and Chu Feng wanted to collect the sword, but the sword completely ignored their will at the moment and adhered to its own fighting intent, wanting to draw an end to this ancient grudge.

Chu Feng looked at Xun Kan, and then he stared slightly, holding the wooden whip in his left hand, the wooden whip flashed, the ice sword was attached to the wooden whip, and the reflected sunlight shone into Xun Kan's eyes, making Xun Kan feel a little dazzling.