Of course, it's shameless, Uncle Yan is only in the middle stage of Jindan, but that person is in the late stage of Jindan, according to the style of those people before, he is very different, and he doesn't have the strength to fight with the Yuan Infant Monk.

The gap between the late Jindan period and the middle period of Jindan is the gap between the late stage of foundation building and the middle stage of foundation building, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a moat.

And their beloved Uncle Yan is only in the middle of Jindan, what a poor beauty.

"Uncle Nangong, won't our sect change people?" The Qi Refining Disciple took pity on the jade, and his head cramped, so he asked such a stupid question.

Not only Nangong Huan, but also other fellow disciples looked at him speechlessly.

Yan Ruyu is gone, who will take over, don't you see that everyone else has become a shrinking turtle, you can do it, you can come up.

The Tibetan Sword Sect actually had a disciple who thought about himself, Yan Ruyu was a little surprised, and then smiled at the disciple very friendly.

Yuan didn't have any deep meaning, but she smiled inadvertently, in the eyes of others, even the flowers blooming all over the mountains were beautiful, not delicate and unpretentious, and won the hearts of many people.

Yan Ruyu didn't know it, she smiled, and then looked back at the opponent who had fought with her.

This person's name is Liu Feng, and he looks really like a passerby, which makes Yan Ruyu look sideways. Because his breath has been able to be retracted freely and extremely restrained, it shows that his comprehension of spiritual power control is very deep.

His hands should have practiced knife skills all year round, and he had layers of inexhaustible cocoons.

The number of walking paths is also very charming, and if you practice the light body exercises, it may be surprising in terms of speed.

After glancing around him again, estimating the hiding place of the Daoist and top-level magic weapons, he withdrew his eyes slightly.

"Make a move. She said lightly, still not making a defensive posture.

Liu Feng nodded, coughed, and looked even more fragile, as if he was about to die out of breath.

In the silence of the battlefield, only the sound of him coughing, listening to his ears, there was a particularly eerie feeling, as if the temperature had dropped a lot.

Liu Feng rushed over, he just clenched his fists, like people in the secular world fighting. I can't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power in the strength of my fist,

Yan Ruyu frowned, staggered his fist, raised his hand, and struck at his elbow.

She didn't use much force, but with her strength, if she touched it, this hand should be useless for the time being.

However, he pounced, Liu Feng's hand was quickly withdrawn like lightning, and the other one rushed towards Yan Ruyu with terrifying fist strength.

"It turned out to be a feint?" Yan Ruyu smiled, touched her hand on the hanging hair, and stabbed at him with a few more hair crystals formed by ice crystals.

Liu Feng didn't dare to touch her, and just as Fa Jing was about to touch his fist, his body suddenly disappeared, turned behind Yan Ruyu, and kicked her back.

This kind of speed is breathtaking, even if it is the wind spirit root, there is no such speed.

However, Liu Feng's eyes shrank, and he hurriedly withdrew his foot, attacking again from another direction.

In the eyes of everyone, only his shadow kept appearing, disappearing, and reappearing, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye. And Yan Ruyu was in place, as if she hadn't moved.

It was just a thumping sound, but it didn't come, as if Liu Feng seemed to have succeeded in attacking.

It wasn't until he finally stopped attacking and retreated many steps very jealously that a circle of broken ice picks appeared around Yan Ruyu.

Quack Quack ......

The ice pick shattered and fell to the ground piece by piece.

"Is Uncle Yan still an ice spirit root? It's so powerful, I haven't even seen her twist the magic trick!"

So far, Uncle Yan hasn't used our sword cultivation skills, if she uses a sword, the sun and the moon will change color!"

Everyone looked at the person who spoke with disdain, and it was too obvious to compliment, what kind of swordsmanship would be so powerful.

"Don't you believe it?" the despised person jumped to his feet in a hurry, "A hundred spirit stones, do you dare to come?"

Yan Ruyu was also amazed by the man's agile movements, she looked at Liu Feng, but said lightly: "Unless you show your real skills, it is useless to try such a small fight." Your spiritual power is not as much as mine, so you can't consume me. And ......" paused, "You're not as fast as I am." ”

Although outsiders sound arrogant, these are all facts, she is just stating the facts, unless Liu Feng can come up with the knife technique at the bottom of the box, otherwise it really won't last long under her hands.

Looking at the cocoon, she was indeed interested in seeing his sword skills.

Liu Feng was obviously stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to think, so he took out the knife.

When everyone saw this knife, they were not surprised, it was too long, longer than Liu Feng's entire person. What's even more interesting is the faint flow of magic on it.

Nangong Huan glanced at Mei Tiantian and said painlessly: "Meiyu Sect actually let the disciple hold such a monster, if I am not mistaken, this is the blood knife that was powerful thousands of years ago, right?"

Blood Knife!

The weapon of the demon lord thousands of years ago, stained with countless blood, disappeared with the fall of that demon lord, and it was originally hidden in the Meiyu Sect. It is rumored that the spirit of this magic knife is very domineering and irritable, and it is necessary to drink the blood of its master to calm down.

Moreover, this machine spirit is a very picky eater, and does not drink non-special blood, this Liu Feng may have a bloodline similar to that of the demon lord back then, so he can be recognized by it.

No wonder Liu Feng is so sick, most of them are tossed by this knife.

Mei Tiantian smiled faintly, "Liu Feng can be recognized by the Blood Knife, it is his opportunity. For the sake of the common people in the world, Meiyu Sect has been restraining the bloody nature of the blood knife for many years, and thanks to this child, he can suppress the blood knife, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Nangong Huan hooked the corners of his lips, and said that his mouth was full of benevolence and righteousness, why didn't he go to the Demon Gate to trouble, but they came to the Hidden Sword Sect to make trouble?

When Yan Ruyu saw the blood knife, her interest dropped countless times, even if Liu Feng used any kind of knife, it was a magic knife. The star power in her body can't tolerate such a monster.

"Come on!" she said.

Liu Feng saw the changes in her eyes, a little annoyed, and even the blood knife felt a little looked down upon, and suddenly spontaneously became irritable, buzzing in Liu Feng's hands.

"Don't worry, her blood should be delicious, and she will be able to drink it later. Liu Feng touched the blade of the knife and appeased it as if flattering.

As soon as the blood knife appeared, his whole person underwent earth-shaking changes, as if he was full of blood, and the state of the previous sick seedling was gone. When he said these words, he glanced at Yan Ruyu suspiciously, which was very demonic.

The blood knife didn't care, and rushed towards Yan Ruyu with his whole person.

It hates the breath on Yan Ruyu's body!