The silver spear was full of the intent of a hundred battles, and Shen Fangsi's delicate face also revealed a sense of tenacity.

"Ha!" Shen Fangsi shouted, the spear in his hand had already poked out like a swimming dragon, just in an instant, countless pieces of silver-white brilliance had fallen, and a spear that was difficult to distinguish between true and false poked out of the void, each manifesting a different length and thickness, the small one was like a millineedle, and the big one was like a lonely peak, not only forming a cover, disrupting those offensives one by one, making the stiff offensive scattered, but also providing a new choice for the dark horse under the crotch.

The black horse galloped like lightning, and the hooves with cloud patterns landed on the phantom of the silver spear, and the four hooves fell, emitting bursts of thunder, and constantly tossing and turning on the silver spear.

The Thirty-Seven Sword Breaks and the Thousand Butterfly Dance Trails did not give up, even though Shen Fangsi's movement trajectory had already exceeded their expectations, they were still in hot pursuit.

They are all ninth-order powerhouses, can anyone be afraid of whom?

The thirty-seven sword breaks and the Thousand Butterfly Dance trails were tightly bitten behind the galloping Shen Biansi with the rapid pursuit of the master, without the slightest intention of relaxing.

But Shen Fangsi didn't care about the Thirty-Seven Sword Break and the Thousand Butterfly Dance at all, because there was still a Chu Feng sitting behind her who would help her guard her rear, because she had absolute confidence in the speed at which she burst out in this instant.

Shen Fangsi's mind was used to harness his war horse and sweep the area as fast as possible to find out the truth behind the area.

The surrounding scene passed by in Shen Fangsi's eyes quickly, and before he even had time to see what it was, it had already turned into an afterimage, completely left behind.

But fortunately, Shen Fangsi had long been accustomed to such a Mercedes-Benz, and his divine thoughts were also diverging at the same time, sweeping around, so nothing in this area could escape Shen Fangsi's observation.

Shen Fangsi still didn't perceive anyone's existence, but she found piles of dead things in a deep pit.

These dead things were built up like layers of masonry and stone, layer upon layer, filling a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten zhang, and there was no spare space.

The dead creatures didn't make any sound, they just kept struggling, twisting their bodies and limbs, like people who had been choked by the throat, struggling frantically, trying to fight for their own life.

But all their struggles were in vain, and every time their arms touched the edge of the pit, it was as if they had been struck by lightning, and their whole arms trembled violently, and then lightning and black smoke billowed up, so that the dead things had to shake off their arms and retract back into the pit, and all their efforts and struggles were in vain.

Shen Fangsi didn't take care of his back, and all the attacks were handed over to Chu Feng to guard against, because Shen Fangsi's posture was clearly handed over to you to help me block.

In the face of such unreserved trust, Chu Feng of course could not live up to Shen Fangsi's expectations, so he could only half-twist his body and use the dragon's mane sword in his hand to parry and block.

The thirty-seven sword breaks and the Thousand Butterfly Dance Trail approached at the same time, making it difficult for Chu Feng to make an appropriate choice, because whether it was the Thirty-Seven Sword Break or the Thousand Butterfly Dance Trace, it was enough to drink a pot of moves after one hit, and to deal with the thirty-seven Sword Break, it required concentration, and to concentrate on dealing with this sword, but to deal with the Thousand Butterfly Dance Trace, it was necessary to disperse and distract the spirit to pay attention to the Thousand Butterflies.

Chu Feng didn't have that ability, he could be dispersed and focused at the same time, so Chu Feng finally chose to disperse.

Choosing the scattered Chu Feng, the shot is still his best sword path now, the combination of the sword intent of the Sword Sect and the sword of the Fusang Emperor through the Six Realms, even if Chu Feng only has the combat power of the middle stage of the ninth order, when used, the power should not be underestimated.

At the moment when Chu Feng leveled the dragon's mane sword and handed this sword out, countless sword lights also came into being, surrounding the sword, like the fall of countless petals, bursting out in all directions, opening to form a brilliant sword screen, and letting out a burst of soft groans, like a net, stubbornly engulfing the thirty-seven sword breaks and the thousand butterfly dance traces that came from the split face.

But Chu Feng was already struggling to take the next move, let alone taking two moves at the same time?

The sword screen only supported for an extremely short moment, Chu Feng felt that the qi and blood in his body began to churn, and the sword screen that was originally open like a lotus flower also trembled violently in an instant, and the sword light was staggered and disordered, some of the light became more and more prosperous, and some of the light was dim, which was obviously a precursor to collapse.

Chu Feng gritted his teeth fiercely, and the strength of the inch grass was running, and the strength that came to the end suddenly sprouted more powerful strength, and the poor sword was in the dim moment, as if a giant dragon raised its head, and roared violently, letting out an angry roar, as Chu Feng's wrist flipped, countless sword intent turned from defense to attack, sweeping in all directions, and in an instant, the entire land was cut into shocking cracks.

The moment Chu Feng's defensive position was about to collapse, the sudden outbreak of the offensive caught the thirty-seven sword breaks and the Thousand Butterflies Dancing Trail a little unprepared, and the ordinary sword suddenly fell into the uneven sword intent, as if it was a dead branch that had been swept into a storm, except for swaying in the storm and fluttering with the wind, it couldn't do anything at all.

And the thousand butterflies that flew over the bright galaxy were even more miserable, the beautiful wings of the butterflies were cut off by the sword light that shook off in the storm, and then the beautiful butterflies lost their wings, and they also turned into withered autumn leaves in an instant, falling slowly, merging with the earth and the soil - but the autumn leaves can still have a time to regenerate in the next year, but the butterflies can never fly again.

A piece of sword light, in an instant, caught the two ninth-order peak masters by surprise.

But after all, it was only this moment, the next moment, the ordinary sword suddenly rose, became incomparably hard, incomparably strong, just plainly handed the blade forward, it completely passed through the storm, and poked out of the storm, not affected by the storm at all.

And those panicked butterflies fluttered their wings lightly in the storm, spun with the storm, and moved, taking light dance steps in the falling sword light, flexibly dodging one sword light after another, and then floating out of the storm so lightly.

The strong broke through the storm with brute force, and the weak passed through the storm with the power of the storm.

The storm lost its usefulness and came to an abrupt halt.

Chu Feng clenched the dragon's mane sword in his hand, and his expression was calm as usual.

The sword was only three feet away from Chu Feng's eyes, and the flying butterflies had already landed on both sides of the black military horse.

Chu Feng didn't have any flustery, he just clenched his sword because he hadn't done enough.

Chu Feng pursed his lips and calmly placed his sword in front of him.

Of course, Chu Feng didn't want to use a sword, and he didn't have a sword to make a move, but he didn't move.

Chu Feng originally used a technique that cooperated with the long soldiers.

Defend like a mountain.

"Yo, it's decent!" Shen Fangsi also sensed that this belonged to the aura of Shou Rushan, and shouted without looking back.

Guarding the mountain is the practice of breaking the flow of the army, the exercise is as its name suggests, it is completely used to defend the move, once the defense is carried out, it is like a majestic mountain, not at all can be shaken by manpower.

The grasshopper shaking the tree is still laughed at, but the mortal shaking the mountain, is it somewhat feasible?

A looming shadow like a mountain encompassed Chu Feng in it, and the sword that crossed a distance of three feet to Chu Feng stabbed at the mountain.

If this sword is pierced on a real mountain, maybe in an instant, the mountain will collapse.

But this mountain is difficult to move.

Therefore, the blade of the sword was against the mountain peak, and it could not advance an inch except for colliding with a piece of spark.

The butterflies on both sides fell towards this lonely mountain, as if they were disgusted that this lonely mountain did not even have a flower, and they fell one after another as decoration.

The butterfly falls with great lightness, but the dark power contained in it passes through the layers of rock and soil of the mountain, all the way to the core of the peak.

Chu Feng's brows were twisted together, his hands trembled a little, it was already very difficult to resist the thirty-seven sword breaks, not to mention, he had to deal with the Thousand Butterfly Dance.

In the face of such an offensive, even this supposedly immovable mountain only held on for a moment before it completely collapsed.

The hills collapsed, and rocks and patches of sand and dust flew everywhere, obscuring the sky and the sun.

In the dim peaks, a bright Milky Way suddenly probed over, like a dragon going out to sea, extremely vigorous and irresistible.

Chu Feng's face was pale, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at the sword stabbing at him, once he was hit by the sword, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

A silver light suddenly lit up in front of Chu Feng's body, and slammed into the sword blade that pierced the mountain rock like lightning, and the sword blade couldn't help but deflect, and the powerful power contained in it finally came to the end after piercing through such a long space.

Cracks appeared in the blade, and little by little pieces of iron began to peel off, as if they had been eaten away by time.

Shen Fangsi shot backhanded, a bland shot, but at the moment when the thirty-seven swords fell on Chu Feng's face, the sword was completely defeated.

Chu Feng let out a sigh, and then Shen Biansi flattened the backhand shot, and a real mountain appeared around Shen Biansi.

This mountain is thick and gives people a heavy sense of oppression, as if as long as they come into contact with it, they will be forced to break and fracture, and there is no cure.

This is Shen Fangsi's guarding like a mountain, and the momentum of guarding it is really like a mountain, which can be relied on.

"It's sped up. ”

Shen Fangsi said, slammed the war horse, the war horse neighed, and the bell hanging around his neck swayed and made a crisp sound, and in an instant, the speed of the war horse galloping increased several times.

Fast as the wind.