"Baili Feng, take it!"

Nangong asked the immortal to shout, and his left hand suddenly slapped towards Baili Feng. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, the wind was fierce, the snowflakes were flying, carrying an endless cold breath, and they rushed straight towards Baili Feng.

"Boom-"

The snowflakes fell on him, and suddenly exuded an icy chill.

In just a few moments, a thick layer of frost formed on Baili Feng's body.

His brows furrowed, because he felt that under this cold aura, his meridians were also frozen, and his soul power was not running as fast as before.

At this moment, Nangong Wenxian's palm had already arrived in front of him.

Worst!

Baili Feng immediately screamed in his heart, not good!

Of course, he could see how powerful Nangong Wen Immortal's palm was, enough to open mountains and crack stones!

In his current situation, if he was hit by her, he would definitely be seriously injured.

The only way is to avoid it!

But at this moment, both of his hands are used to block the Flying Snow Sword, if he avoids it, he will lose control of the Flying Snow Sword at the same time, and at that time, Nangong Wenxian will definitely stab him with a sword.

The power of the Flying Snow Sword cannot be underestimated, and if you are stabbed by it, you will definitely be severely injured.

But if you don't avoid it, you will also be injured.

For a while, Baili Feng was a little difficult.

Finally, after a moment of thought, he gritted his teeth.

Since there is no way to avoid it, there is no need to avoid it again!

You'll get hurt anyway, but even if you get hurt desperately, Lao Tzu will hurt you hard!

Thinking like this in his heart, Bai Li Feng immediately let go of his hands, gathered the soul power in his body into his arms in an instant, turned his palm into a fist, and suddenly blasted towards Nangong Wenxian with a punch.

"Whew-"

The tiger roars and shakes the sky!

"Bang !!"

The fists and palms met halfway, and a shocking collision sound broke out in an instant, and suddenly the space shook, setting off waves of Dao Qi, tumbling and surging, spreading in all directions.

This punch gathers all the strength of Baili Feng, plus the Tiger Roar Fist is a martial art that enhances strength, so the real strength of Bai Li Feng's punch is much stronger than the strength it seems.

If it is said that the power of one punch is enough to smash a boulder hugged by fifteen people, then this punch can be smashed even if it is a boulder hugged by twenty people.

When the fists and palms touch, they are separated by a touch.

The palm power of Nangong Wenxian was suddenly collapsed by Bai Li Feng's punch, her arms were completely numb from the shock, and her heart was also a little shocked.

Her brows furrowed suddenly, and she raised her eyes to look at Baili Feng, her eyes were a little surprised and a little incredulous.

She thought that Baili Feng would give up the counterattack and continue to control the Flying Snow Sword. After all, the damage of the Flying Snow Sword should not be underestimated, if he is stabbed, the cold air enters the body, and the whole person will be frozen in a short period of time, and at that time, his life and death will not be up to him.

But she didn't expect that Bai Li Feng would decide to give up controlling the Flying Snow Sword and block her palm.

Why is that?

Isn't he afraid that I will kill him with a sword?

Nangong asked the immortal if he understood.

She didn't bother to think about it.

She only showed a slight hint of surprise, and then, her face became a little smug.

Or rather, it did!

Since you Baili Feng is looking for death by yourself, then I will fulfill you!

She snorted coldly, and while her left hand was numb by Baili Feng's shock, she held the Flying Snow Sword tightly with her right hand, and suddenly stabbed towards Bai Li Feng's heart.

"Poof—"

In an instant, blood splattered!

"Feng'er!!" Baili under the stage shouted in panic.

"Brother Feng!!" beside Baili Zheng, Baili smiled and shouted in panic.

"Young Master Feng!!" everyone else in the Baili family also shouted in unison.

However, the next moment, the panic on their faces dissipated again.

Because they saw that the Flying Snow Sword stabbed not Bai Li Feng's heart, but his shoulder.

At the same time as Nangong Wenxian's sword stabbed, Baili Feng quickly flashed to the right, trying to avoid it.

However, the Flying Snow Sword was only half an inch away from him before, and it only took one step forward to stab him, even if he dodged again, how could he completely avoid it?

In the end, he was stabbed.

But fortunately, he only stabbed him in the shoulder, not the vital point, otherwise, he might have become a dead corpse by now.

Looking at the injury on Baili Feng's shoulder, Nangong Wenxian was slightly startled, and then became a little annoyed.

I attacked with all my strength, but I was still avoided by the other party!

It's disgusting!

Baili Feng glanced at the Flying Snow Sword that pierced into his shoulder, and then raised his head to look at Nangong Wenxian, looking at the annoyed look on her face at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and immediately grinned and said, "Hehe, Nangong Wenxian, your sword is not allowed to stab!"

The sarcasm in the words was very strong, which made Nangong Wenxian suddenly frown, gritted his teeth in anger, and his good-looking face gave birth to a wave of hatred, staring at Baili Feng, eager to bite him to death.

Bai Li Feng didn't care, and continued to laugh and said, "Why are you looking at me like this? Is there something wrong with what I said? You can't even pierce at a distance of less than half an inch, what kind of sword do you practice, it's really a joke! I think it's better for you to go home and learn to embroider female red or something, so as not to keep fighting and killing, and no one will dare to ask you in the future!"

"You ......"

Listening to Baili Feng's somewhat frivolous words, Nangong Wenxian was suddenly angry, his handsome and white face became a little red, and his watery eyes stared straight at Bai Li Feng, glaring angrily, gritting his teeth, as if he was eager to dismantle this nonsense bastard, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Baili Feng, look at the sword!"

Nangong Wenxian couldn't help the anger in his heart, and immediately shouted, and with a twitch of his right hand, he pulled out the Flying Snow Sword that pierced into Baili Feng's shoulder.

Baili Feng suddenly snorted in pain, staring at Nangong Ask Immortal, a trace of anger appeared on his face.

At this time, Nangong Wenxian held the sword in his right hand and stabbed him in the chest again.

The sword is as fast as thunder!

Baili Feng was corroded by the cold qi of the Flying Snow Sword, his body was a little stiff at the moment, and his movements were a little slow, and he didn't have time to avoid this sword at all.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to stand and wait for death!

I saw that when this sword stabbed at him, his steps flashed again and again, and he dodged to the side at the fastest speed at the moment.

"Hum—"

The sound of swords rang out.

The Flying Snow Sword stabbed into the void.

But on the tip of its snow-white sword, there was a little red.

It was Baili Feng's blood.

But it wasn't the blood of the sword from before.

Because the blood of the previous sword turned into blood-red frost and fell from the sword after the Flying Snow Sword was pulled out.

Then, there is no doubt that this Yin Hong, is the sword of this one.

Baili Feng flashed three feet away, and after stabilizing his figure, he glanced at his right arm.

On his right arm, there was a cut in his shirt, revealing a small patch of skin, on which there was a shallow sword wound, about an inch.

There was a trace of blood at the wound, which was not obvious, but Bai Li Feng himself could detect it very clearly.

He glanced at the wound, then raised his head and looked at Nangong Wenxian again.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were deep.