Chapter 455: Each Implements Learning

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Duanmu screamed against the weather, suddenly appeared above the ice dragon, and did not use any martial arts to attack in the air, and directly pounced on it with a kick.

With a buzz, the space around the ice dragon was sealed.

Ma Qingfeng controlled the ice dragon and hurriedly flashed to the side, but found that the ice dragon was actually not moving.

"Hmmm!

Since you won't let me move, then I won't move. Ma Qingfeng quickly pinched the seal with both hands, like an ice dragon finger, "Burst!" and then his body quickly exploded back, and he withdrew more than ten miles in an instant.

Rumble!

With a loud sound of shaking the mountains, the ice dragon in the sky exploded without warning when Duanmu stepped on the big foot against the sky.

"Ahh

The huge shock wave instantly smashed Duanmu's monstrous demonic flames into pieces, floating in the sky like pieces of black rags.

"Boy, you're so sinister!"

Duanmu gritted his teeth and creaked, and he couldn't wait to grab Ma Qingfeng and bite it twice.

If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly just now and performed the Demon Sect's stunt Heavenly Demon Escape Technique, even if he didn't die under the ice dragon's self-explosion, he would have been hit hard.

Even now, he doesn't feel good. The demonic flame that he relied on to protect his body on weekdays was completely wasted.

And his dantian is also galloping, and his spiritual power is like boiling oil in a pot, churning up and down.

Ma Qingfeng had long known that Duanmu would not die like this, so after he withdrew, he immediately took out the Sky Slashing Sword.

"Heavenly thunder descends to the world!"

Bang!

A bucket-thick thunderbolt fell from the sky, directly hitting the sky-cutting sword raised by Ma Qingfeng, and then slashed to the top of Duanmu Rebellion's head with lightning speed.

Burst!

Duanmu dispersed against the sky, and was dissipated by the thunder of the sky.

Ma Qingfeng was not only not happy, but his expression was extremely solemn in an instant, and the colorful light under his feet rose, and he rushed forward in one fell swoop.

Click!

Just after Ma Qingfeng rushed out, a sword light flashed in the void behind him, slashing at the place where he had just stood, and a slight spatial crack flashed away.

"Boy, where are you going, look at the knife!"

Duanmu's figure flashed out, and he rushed in front of Ma Qingfeng in one step, and the pitch-black magic knife in his hand slashed down.

Ma Qingfeng flashed slightly, and the Sky Slashing Sword slashed from bottom to top, slashing towards Duanmu's crotch against the sky.

Before the sword blade arrived, Sen Han's sword aura had already made Duanmu Zhitian feel cold in his crotch, and his face changed color slightly.

He took three steps back in a row, Duanmu turned his body against the sky, turned behind Ma Qingfeng, raised the magic knife in his hand, and stabbed Ma Qingfeng in the back.

Poof!

The knife was piercing Ma Qingfeng's vest.

"Five Ding Kaishan Palm!"

A loud shout came from behind Duanmu against the sky, and then a fierce palm wind, with the power of destroying the world, smashed into Duanmu against the sky's back.

This Wuding Kaishan Palm was instantly condensed into one palm by Ma Qingfeng, and the power instantly exceeded the attack power of the Heaven-level Nine Rank Martial Venerable.

Duanmu was frightened in his heart, and he couldn't dodge it, so he hurriedly slammed the magic knife behind his back and protected his back.

Rumble!

Ma Qingfeng's palm hit the magic knife firmly, and the condensed spiritual power gathered in the palm of the palm was transmitted to Duanmu Rebellion's body in an instant.

Wow!

Duanmu was beaten against the sky and flew out hundreds of feet, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

Ma Qingfeng was unforgiving, and immediately showed a mastery that he hadn't used for a long time, "Imperial Sword Technique!"

I saw that the light of the Heaven Cutting Sword in his hand flashed, and it appeared on the top of Duanmu Defiant's head, and slashed down fiercely.

Duanmu didn't catch his breath yet, and he was so frightened that his soul was scared, and he hurriedly used the magic knife in his hand to move upwards and block the slashing sword.

"You even know how to use swordsmanship!" Looking at Ma Qingfeng, who was a hundred zhang away, with his hands behind his back, as if he was watching a play, Duanmu was shocked in his heart.

Dangdang!

The magic knife in his hand was waved impervious, and the sky-cutting sword that slashed, slashed, and stabbed over was blocked again and again.

However, Duanmu was very aggrieved in his heart, and the Heaven Slashing Sword controlled by his divine sense, that was where Ma Qingfeng wanted to attack, it would appear in an instant, and there was no process of waving his arms in the middle.

So Duanmu couldn't judge where the next sword would appear at all, and he was anxious and in a hurry for a while. If it weren't for the cultivation of the heaven-level nine-rank martial artist, I am afraid that he would have been beheaded by Ma Qingfeng long ago.

"Boy, if I don't show some real skills, I really can't subdue you. Duanmu, who was in a hurry, said coldly.

Then I don't know what words he muttered, and I saw the void behind him shook, and a vague figure slowly appeared.

With the appearance of this vague figure, Ma Qingfeng felt that his cold hair stood on end, and a crisis arose out of thin air in his heart.

"It's ......"

This figure gave Ma Qingfeng a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere. While using his divine sense to command the rapid attack of the Sky Slashing Sword, his thoughts were spinning and he was thinking.

When this vague figure appeared, Duanmu actually put away the magic knife with his backhand, raised his right arm high, clenched his fist, and smashed it into the Sky Slashing Sword.

"Heavenly Demon Fist!"

A roar that seemed to come from the Nine Hells came out of Duanmu Rebellion's mouth, and the phantom behind him seemed to open and close his mouth. At the same time, he cooperated with Duanmu against the sky and punched out.

In fact, Duanmu was just putting on a show, and what he really attacked was the illusory figure behind him.

With a punch he struck, a blood-colored fist shadow the size of a basin struck the Sky Slashing Sword with a bang.

Ma Qingfeng's heart trembled, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he hurriedly controlled the Sky Slashing Sword and flew back.

"Extraterrestrial demons!"

Ma Qingfeng's eyes were full of hatred, staring at the phantom shadow deadly, and just then he had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered the picture of the ancient powerhouse fighting with the demon outside the sky.

Although at that time, the Outer Heaven Demon was only a vague shadow, but Ma Qingfeng still recognized it, this was the Outer Heaven Demon!

"Sure enough, you're a lackey of the demons!"

"Hahaha!"

Duanmu laughed wildly, "What if you recognize me, my master is about to come to this world, you small ants, you will soon be completely extinct!"

"I will never allow, not allow such a thing to happen. Ma Qingfeng gritted his teeth tightly and put the Sky Slashing Sword into the storage world.

"Void Hands!"

Ma Qingfeng shook his palms, crossed two mysterious trajectories, and then pushed forward one forward and one in reverse.

Airplanes!

An ethereal palm shadow appeared, and there seemed to be a black hole in the palm that devoured everything, constantly spinning, tearing at the space in front of the palm.

"The small skills of carving insects are also used to offer ugliness. Duanmu was very confident in the phantom behind him, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he punched again.

The blood-colored fist shadow from before reappeared, slicing through the void, and instantly appeared in front of the void hand, smashing over.

"Ugh!"

A scene that made Duanmu stunned appeared, and he was waiting to see a good show, but suddenly opened his mouth wide, looking incredulous.

I saw that Ma Qingfeng's ethereal palm print rose sharply, and the black hole in the palm of his hand actually rose to the size of a water tank, and he swallowed the blood-colored fist shadow in it at once, looking effortless.

"You...... This ......"

Duanmu, who has never seen this phenomenon, has become fragmented again, and he is expecting Ai Ai.

In the previous years, no matter how powerful the enemy Duanmu encountered against the sky, as long as he sacrificed the phantom that his master handed over to him, the powerful enemy would be instantly wiped out, and his flesh and blood would become food for the phantom, increasing the energy of the phantom.