is different from what he has learned and has a wide range of Jiang Ning.

Huyanfeng will only have knives.

Different from the vast sea of Lanquemen and Qingxuan, there are countless classics.

There are only two inheritances in the torture house, the heart knife technique, and the Nine Fish Diagram.

After learning these two, for Hu Yanfeng, what remains is just the tempering of some knife power, knife momentum, knife qi, and knife intent.

For the successive generations of the Torture House, whether it is the true meaning, the rules, or even the ethereal avenue at the end, it is only a trivial part of their sword practice, which is essential, but it is also irrelevant.

Before he met the girl, he only had a knife.

After meeting the girl, he only had a knife but her.

Now that the girl had been taken captive, all he had left was the knife in his hand.

So, he was going to use the knife he had to bring her back.

"Isn't it amazing to have big hands?"

The blade drew an arc around his body, and the big hands slapped on both sides quietly dispersed like burnt paper ashes.

Breathe out the wind and go in one breath, and then take another breath.

Hundreds of zhang of the void space turned from virtual to real in a trance, and the huge treasure knife inserted in the center of the earth trembled slightly, and the knife fell like rain on the mountain road.

The surrounding Turtle Camel Mountain disciples had not yet launched their own attacks, but they were attacked by the beast-skinned boy first, and they were in front of the attack, and for a while, they had to give up the previous attack, and they all chose to respond or dodge.

"The Wind Knows the Grass!"

Liang Qiushi lowered the hem of his hands, wrapped in a strong wind, and set off flying sand and rocks around him, pressing on his opponent like a brilliant sandstorm.

"Broken!"

Hu Yanfeng slashed his head, and the sharp blade extended from the blade for more than ten zhang, turning the powerful force of wind and sand into two, flying swiftly through both sides of his body, causing a commotion among the crowd behind.

Hu Yanfeng, who successfully broke through the opponent's blow, was about to take the initiative to attack, but he sensed a hint of crisis in his heart, and suddenly drew a circle of horizontal knives against his chest.

Beneath the previously cut sand, the ground has been covered with thorny vines more than once.

The wind knows the grass, the wind has passed, and the grass is coming!

There were barbs on the thorns, and the barbs emitted a bright green or scarlet light, needless to say, Hu Yanfeng knew that they were all toxins.

Normally, the easiest and most effective way to deal with this kind of oncoming, wave-like carpet attack is to move the true element, turn the blade and use a 'sweeping army'.

Hu Yanfeng went the opposite way, his feet were volleyed into the air, and he rose into the air with the momentum of climbing the sky and climbing the clouds.

"Hehe, did you really find it?"

Liang Qiushi smiled lightly, there was still not much ripple on his plain face, and with a finger, the thorns hidden behind Hu Yanfeng suddenly rose in a short period of time, and the spikes turned into sharp and difficult blades, rising into the air at a faster speed, wrapping around Hu Yanfeng's ankles.

Soaring into the air, even if according to his current cultivation, he could easily move in the air, but because the focus was too empty, the speed was still far from being able to reach the ground

face above the time comparison.

Although this behavior was to avoid the 'Jincao' that Liang Qiushi had hidden underneath in advance, he always put himself in a rather dangerous situation, after all, in addition to Liang Qiushi himself, there were also those disciples of Turtle Mountain who were originally standing behind Liang Qiushi and were not affected by the wind and sand.

Ebony flying sword, Kun Ling treasure plate, deep cold chain.

All kinds of magic weapons came out from the eyebrows of those people, aiming at the big acupoints around Hu Yanfeng's body, the angle was tricky, the speed was extremely fast, and even the timing was just right.

Obviously, although the current wave of people has different strengths, they are tacit and tacit in terms of cooperation alone.

Needless to say, Hu Yanfeng also knew that these people had been following Liang Qiushi on weekdays, and they were not temporarily put together by the sect like they had done before.

Although the individual strength of these people and the distribution ratio of masters are not much different from the previous wave, the strength that these people exert when they stand together is far from being comparable to the previous wave of Turtle Camel Mountain disciples who were driven to the shelves.

But even so, Hu Yanfeng still didn't care.

He had said before that without the Earth Weapon Realm, if there were twice as many people, he would not be afraid!

"Since you said before that I am Ding Huo's destiny, then I will let you see what Ding Huo is!"

The raging waves of flames ignited from the blade, and then spread up along the arms holding the knife, not burning others first, but Hu Yanfeng himself burned first.

One by one, the strange magic weapons smashed into the flames in the air, and after a while, they fell out of the flames again.

I didn't see that the Huyan wind inside let out a miserable scream, but those magic weapons that came out of the fire lost their spirituality one by one in the scorching flames.

There are even some wooden treasures similar to peach swords, ebony swords, etc., which were burned to ashes on the spot.

"Ding Huo Captures the Spirit!" Liang Qiushi was not only not surprised, but showed a hint of joy, and said loudly: "In the last battle of the Mountain Gate, Your Excellency has not used this trick. ”

Hu Yanfeng in the flames grinned: "I didn't know how to do it last time, but I just realized it recently." ”

As soon as the words landed, the Ding Huo around Hu Yanfeng returned to the blade and turned into a flame giant knife that was more than ten zhang long!

"Heart Knife: Bright Moon Style!"

The blazing energy enveloped by the flame waves formed a natural low-pressure aura around Huyan Feng, and the strong wind converged from all directions towards the center, causing the bodies of those masters of the Turtle Camel Mountain, who had cultivated a little lower, to tilt slightly, and began to become a little unstable.

"Fat!"

The flaming knife roared like a giant wolf on the grassland, and as it fell, it turned into a pack of wolves with its teeth and claws, enveloping everyone around him except himself in an instant.

What's even more terrifying is that behind each flame wave, there seems to be a long knife hidden in the light, so that they still shudder in their hearts while it is scorching.

Just as those men were struggling to resist the flames, the sword came out just right

Now, it didn't hurt those people too much, and when the sword came out, the flames immediately dispersed, and no extra strength was wasted, and after stunting those people, even the strength on the sword was dissipated.

After one knife, another knife is made.

On the mountain road, six or seven people who could still stand except for Liang Qiushi fell to the ground one after another like dumplings under the soup.

"How is it, do you still want to fight?" Hu Yanfeng looked at Liang Qiushi, who was in tatters, but was still standing in front of the road, and said calmly.

A trace of blood had spilled from the corner of the plain man's mouth, but he still smiled slightly: "I haven't fallen yet!"

Hu Yanfeng's heart suddenly gave birth to some compassion, and he said in a deep voice: "The victory and defeat have been divided, is it necessary to do this?"

"Only by defeating us who are close to full strength, will you have a greater confidence in completing that thing in the future!" Liang Qiushi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and insisted: "Besides, this competition is a test for you, and the same is true for me, I know that my strength is inferior to Your Excellency, and I am not determined to defeat you, but I also have something I want to insist on!"

"Okay!" Hu Yanfeng smiled heartily: "Since that's the case, it's up to you." ”

The ancient tortoise shell appeared in the hand of the plain man again, and the same fingers plucked the strings, the golden thread overflowed, and he said lightly:

"If you know your life, you can also sentence your life!"

With a flick of his fingers, the golden thread condensed into an ice pick in the palm of Liang Qiushi's hand, and with a push of his palm, it stabbed into Hu Yanfeng's heart like light and electricity!

"Ding Huo is worried, the heart is your door, ice and fire are mutually restrictive, and the ice pick is also your nemesis!"

Although he thought so, Liang Qiushi still did not stop the movements in his hands.

This icicle was indeed aimed at Hu Yanfeng's flaw, but somehow, once the move came out, he didn't have the confidence to win it with one blow.

The brain was still racing, and there were words in my mouth:

"Ding Xi Yimu was born, Yin was born of Yin, born in the unitary and stopped with Yin, like the sun rises in the east, the stars are faintly shining, although the lamp has flames, it does not show its light!"

"That's right, this is it!" Liang Qiushi's heart was overjoyed.

Folding wood is Jiajia for Yin, and it is said that wood is fire, but Jiamu is the nemesis of Ding Huo.

As soon as the flame of the star candle meets the wood, it will transform from a feminine fire to a masculine and domineering fire!

Numerology is like this, which is why he said earlier that if Hu Yanfeng wants to succeed, he still needs to find the help of a person with a Jiamu destiny to be possible.

"In that case," said the plain man, "then I'll add fuel to the fire for you!"

Before the icicle reached Hu Yanfeng's side, the plain man raised his hands, and hundreds of pointed nail wood spears suddenly appeared behind him, and gently pushed forward, and the nail wood spikes sealed all Hu Yanfeng's dodge space like a rain of guns and arrows.

When the icicle arrived, Hu Yanfeng's heart jumped, and he only felt that if he didn't defend honestly, he might really encounter a life crisis.

A smile spread across his face.

This is the first time he has encountered a man after the battle in Cloud City

A master of the same rank who feels that his life is in danger!

"Nine Fish: Differentiation!"

There was clearly only one knife, but in the eyes of everyone, it seemed to have turned into nine knives, and no one could see clearly how Hu Yanfeng came out with the knife and where he cut it.

However, by the time the knife stopped, the ice picks had already turned into a series of flying ice chips, which were scattered and vaporized by the fire on the blade of the knife in mid-air, and disappeared without a trace.

A wave of unevenness has risen again and again.

The Armor Lance is approaching!

Hu Yanfeng laughed loudly, and immediately read aloud: "Ground Knife - Round!"

While making a move, Hu Yanfeng's heart couldn't help but think: "Ah Ning, Ah Ning, you have learned a trick from me, and I have learned a trick from you, now, we can be considered even!"

The sword qi turned into a round light cover, and Hu Yanfeng almost relied on instinctive intuition, and abruptly withdrew the power of the fire on the blade, and the rain of armor and wood spears fell on the round knife cover, and it was instantly wrenched into pieces.

Liang Qiu's strength was exhausted, Hu Yanfeng bullied up, and the long knife gently rested on the other party's shoulder.

"It's over. ”

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "One Inch of Mountains and Rivers" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~