The old man was choked by Yu Zefeng, although he knew that what this kid said was right, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"Less sharp teeth, give you one last chance, tell the whereabouts of the two mongrels, otherwise when I catch you, you will be told to live and not die. ”

Yu Ze Fengli ignored the old man's intimidation, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, put his thumb on the scabbard, and the blade popped out with a "click".

The hand was raised upward, and the blade rubbed against the scabbard with a rattle. His eyes stared straight at the floating old man, his eyes were solemn but his face was not shocked.

The old man saw that he was being ignored, and when the difference in strength was so obvious, the other party dared to take the lead in drawing his sword.

Immediately angry, raised his hand and slapped it with a palm.

The distance between the two was obviously very far, but the moment the old man's hand was pressed, there was a large palm print of several zhang above Yu Zefeng's head.

This is the power of the Cave Void Cultivator, the soul mind attacks are coming, and it will not give the opponent much time to dodge at all.

Through his pupils, he could see that Yu Zefeng was very cautious at the moment, and with his current strength, he could at most compete with ordinary mid-to-late stage cultivators.

If the monk himself cultivated the peak martial arts of the earth-level level, he could only barely compete with the heavenly weapon in his hand, even in the early stage of the merger.

But the old man's cultivation in front of him was in the early stage of the cave void, and no matter the strength and speed of the attack, he was thrown far away.

Spiritual power and soul power frantically poured into the sword of slashing thoughts, and at the same time, Cui moved the inner armor and the sword feather style.

A small sword with spiritual power wrapped from his feet to the top of his head, obviously a flying sword compressed by spiritual power, did emit a dense "choking" sound of gold and iron when it was combined to wrap his whole body.

Squat down with your legs down, hold the sword above your head with both hands, and the tip of the sword is straight to the palm print pressed on the top of your head.

At the same time, the slashing thoughts and hands emitted dazzling golden rays, and the incomparable sword will spread to all directions.

"Mixed Element Finger"

Kicking the ground hard with both feet, the bent legs instantly jumped straight up, and with a bang, a large pit appeared on the ground.

It was indeed a sword instead of a finger, and with the Heavenly Rank Initial Martial Technique Heavenly Mandate Sword Finger, a huge golden light burst upward, colliding with the palm print that had been pressed down.

"Boom Click......"

A circular wave of air spread out, and the bluestones and trees on the ground within a radius of 100 zhang were shaken into powder. The pit, which was only a few zhang before, has indeed reached a terrifying five hundred zhang at this moment, and cracks spread from the pit to farther away.

When the stone powder and sawdust in the air fell to the ground, Yu Zefeng's figure also appeared, and at this time, he knelt on one knee, his right hand holding the head of the beheading low.

His hair was disheveled, his robes were in tatters, and there was a blood line at the corner of his mouth that connected to the ground, and his body shook up and down from the violent panting.

One blow became a serious injury, and Tianluo Jia was also broken, and the combat power was less than seventy percent of the previous one.

"Ahem......"

After a long while, Yu Zefeng stood up with his sword supporting his body, and the mustard light flickered, taking out a few pills and taking them.

"Cave Void is nothing more than that, it seems that you are also the weakest in the same rank. Raising his head to look at the old man, he said contemptuously.

"The kid is presumptuous. ”

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, except for not using the heavenly weapon before, it can be said that he did his best. But the result surprised him, a sudden light flashed in his mind, and then he stared at Yu Zefeng with fiery eyes.

"Boy, I didn't expect to die, hand over your exercises and martial arts, I can spare you from dying. ”

"Haha...... I still want the master's martial arts, why don't you die? You deserve it?" he spat out the blood in his mouth fiercely, laughing wildly and sneering.

"Okay, well, wait for the old man to take you down and see how hard your mouth is?" said the old man angrily.

Stretched out his hand and shook it in the air, and a giant palm of dozens of zhang appeared on Yu Zefeng's side when the spiritual power surged, and it was quickly retracted towards him like an ant.

Obviously, the old man wanted to capture Yu Zefeng alive, and he used all his strength.

The palm of his hand had not yet been closed, and the pressure alone made Yu Zefeng breathless. The sword feathers spread out again, but the light was much dimmer than before.

The sword was running vigorously, and more than two hundred spiritual power flying swords were not in the slashing thought, and the sword was raised in steps, and the opening style was cut out like thunder, and a sword several zhang long slashed towards the palm thumb that was about to be clenched into a fist.

His thumb was cut off by Qi Gen, and with this void sword escape, a sword shadow nearly three zhang long was formed outside Yu Zefeng's body, enveloping his body.

A loud snap shot out from the severed finger, narrowly avoiding the grip of the giant palm, and then the speed did not slow down at all, and shot away at the woods hundreds of feet away.

Seeing that the blow of confidence was missed, he was furious and ruined.

"Bastard boy, if you want to run, you have to ask the old man if you agree, it seems that you have a lot of good things, and these are the old man's to take you down. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he slapped it with anger in his palm.

The palm print, which is five or six zhang large, quickly condensed one zhang behind Yu Zefeng, but when the condensation was completed, Yu Zefeng's figure was already ten zhang away.

Although the Cave Void Cultivator's soul can attack wherever he goes, it still takes a little time, but this time is quite short.

If you don't have a very fast body or the corresponding confrontation strength, then you will be close to attack without waiting for a reaction.

However, the old man could only shorten the attack interval against Yu Zefeng, and could not form a second kill.

Now the old man is bent on obtaining his martial arts, so the attack he issued seems to be ferocious, and his strength has been reduced a little.

But even so, as long as such an attack came a few more times, Yu Zefeng still couldn't escape from the palm of the old man's hand.

Feeling the attack behind him condensed and formed, and it had exploded into his back, his hands were running spiritual power at the same time, and his hands were clenched into fists, and only the index finger was stretched out behind him.

The two golden fingers collided with the palm print, and the fingers began to shatter inch by inch from the fingertips like sand sculptures to the back, turning into points of light and disappearing, while the palm prints were only a little dim and continued to slap on Yu Zefeng's back.

The sword feathers of the whole body quickly overlapped on the back, forming a sword wall that was three fingers thick. The palm print slapped on the sword wall, and countless spiritual power swords were directly shattered, and then directly printed on Yu Zefeng's back.

"Bang"

The body was shot more than a hundred feet away, and after landing, blood spurted out of the mouth at a distance of three feet, and the flesh and blood on the back were blurred and bright red.

The sword stabbed at the left palm, and the tip of the sword penetrated the palm of the palm. In order to keep himself awake, the sword escape continued to fly without stopping.

He took out a few handfuls of pills from mustard stone and hurriedly sent them to his mouth.

In just a few breaths, Yu Zefeng has flown more than a thousand zhang away. This distance was almost out of the range of the old man's soul, but the old man did not panic, and his body floated in the air and chased after him unhurriedly.

When the monk reached the peak of the realm, the range of soul thoughts was about five hundred zhang, the peak of the merger was about one thousand zhang, and the peak of the cave void was about three thousand zhang.

The specific distance is related to the exercises, and factors such as taking the elixir of soul growth and the elixir of heaven and earth during cultivation also have a certain impact. But when it comes to this realm, the lowest is a prefecture-level intermediate level exercise, so the general difference is not very large.

In the early days of the old man's cave, the range of soul thoughts was only about 1,500 zhang.

Although Yu Zefeng can also fly in the air for a short time, and can even step on the flying sword to perform sword escape, but if he can't cultivate to the heavenly realm, it is the difference between heaven and earth.

Unless it is a terrain such as mountains and forests that is blocked and cannot fly in a straight line, the speed of skimming the air will not be much faster than flying on flat ground, but it will consume more spiritual power.

Hearing the sound of breaking the air behind him, he knew that the old man had already caught up. In the bottom of my heart, I didn't regret coming to Heavy Weapon City to take away Mo Xun's brothers and sisters, nor did I complain that Lu Lao couldn't join him for a long time.

After all, Xiuzhen has to rely on himself, while sword cultivation pays attention to doing things casually.

I sighed in my heart! I'm afraid I'm going to explain here today, and the desperate emotion was forcibly suppressed by Yu Zefeng as soon as it was born in my heart.