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Under the attraction of that long bone sword, the sword qi storm was like a dark cloud slowly moving downward, faintly centering on that bone sword, pulling that sword qi storm into a tornado storm connecting heaven and earth. Please search (product & book ¥ net) to see the most complete! update the fastest

At the edge of the stone pillar, when Luo Feng had just stabilized the Nine Shadows Fire above his body, he sensed an extremely strong aura of danger. Suddenly looking up, the mighty sword qi storm came into his eyes. His face immediately became solemn.

"Xiao Jian doesn't seem to want to spend time with the white fox, he wants to win in one fell swoop!"

"That sword is a bit like the Heavenly Mandate Sword Technique of the Sword Sect, but it only has some form gods, and in terms of moves, it seems to have been optimized a lot, and the power has also increased a few points. ”

It is rumored that he has been looking at the world's swordsmanship since he was a child, and from this move, you can see some clues. ”

Xiao Jian's blow was very powerful, and the disciples in the square could all feel a rushing sword aura, and there was a faint feeling of danger in their hearts. Then, I had a more profound view of Xiao Jian and his swordsmanship.

"I can't lose here!" Gazing at the mighty sword, Luo Feng stood straight on the edge of the stone pillar, clutching the Shadow Sword in his hand, his face showing a resoluteness that did not match his age.

At this moment, all the surroundings of that Xiao Jian's body were filled with the chaotic sword qi that was circulating, and if he accidentally touched it, he was definitely scratched by the sword qi. With one move, Luo Feng's estimation, even if it is an ordinary martial arts level master, it is impossible to get close to the Xiao Sword when it is gaining momentum.

However, if he succeeds in gathering momentum, Luo Feng is almost certain that according to his current methods, he will definitely not be able to resist it.

Thundered!

After a loud sound of a storm tearing through the air, the huge storm was all suppressed in that bone sword. The void around the bone sword was distorted, causing the sword to flow with a terrifying aura of destruction.

Before that sword was unleashed, the battle intent in Luo Feng's heart seemed to be held down by an invisible big hand, and it was almost extinguished.

"You throw in the towel. Xiao Jian's hand was trembling slightly, as if it was not an easy thing to control that extremely compressed force. And when he looked at Luo Feng, his voice was faintly trembling. He couldn't hold on to that for long.

"Boy, admit defeat, the strength of that sword seat can't be resisted for the time being, as for you, it's not good at all. Hei Qi stared at the sword qi in the bone sword, and there was a trace of jealousy in the depths of his eyes.

"I ...... will not admit defeat!" At this moment, Luo Feng closed his eyes and thought about a lot of things, and finally he opened his eyes. His voice wasn't loud, but it was firm. It is said to Xiao Jian not far away, and it is also said to Heiqi.

He knew that this might be the last time Xiao Jian asked him to admit defeat, but he would not choose to admit defeat.

"Boy, are you crazy!" When Hei Qi heard this, he was stunned at first, thinking that he had misheard, but then he reacted and yelled at Luo Feng.

"Then ...... I'm sorry!" After hearing Luo Feng's accurate reply, Xiao Jian slashed towards Luo Feng with a sword.

The ten meters or so of the horse refining swept through the air at this time, with a piercing sound of breaking the wind, like a terrifying existence that stirred the heavens and the earth, just for a moment, it seemed to break through time and space and appeared in front of Luo Feng.

And after casting this sword, Xiao Jian was the bone sword in the pestle's hand, panting heavily. That sword had already used up most of the spiritual fluid in his body, and it could be said to be his strongest blow, even if it was a monk of the same level as him, he was confident that he would kill it with a single sword.

On the square, the disciples who watched the battle situation on the stone pillar were as if they had lost their souls, and they looked at the sword qi of about ten meters in a daze.

Although they were not the target of the sword qi refinement, the moment they took it into their eyes, they all felt that the sword had a tendency to slash towards them, and their souls were greatly shocked, as if they were bound in place by an invisible force, unable to move a single bit.

And many people with weak souls, after seeing that sword, looked even more unbearable, and even spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their breath looked sluggish.

"That sword is so strong, not only has it reached its peak in the attack of aura, but it also has a lot of lethality in the attack of the soul!"

Some of the people who spat blood in their mouths turned their heads or lowered their heads in great shock, not daring to look directly at the sword again.

"I don't know if the white fox can save his life this time?" The small group of people who worship the white fox showed a hint of worry.

"Master!" Gao Yanghong shouted, feeling that the worry and panic in his heart could not bear it any longer, and he was about to go straight to the stone pillar.

Although he knew that it was too late to rush over now. Even if he arrived, it was just one more revenant, but his body, his soul, seemed to have some kind of sublimation at this moment, directly blocking the impossible thing.

The white-robed old man seemed to have a premonition of this scene, the old and withered big hand fell slightly, and the aura of heaven and earth in the place where Gao Yanghong was located seemed to condense into a thousand mountains in an instant, and it fell on Gao Yanghong's body steadily, suppressing all the aura in his body.

On the stone pillar.

In Luo Feng's eyes, the sword qi that was about ten meters long seemed to have become the only one between heaven and earth, and it had become an irresistible flood beast, and under him, he was as small as an ant, and the breath of life and death was even more lingering in his heart, unable to disperse.

"Are you going to fail?" Luo Feng closed his eyes slightly, feeling that his mind was in a mess, and the blood flow in his body seemed to become slow.

"Ling Yuehan, Bai Yun'er, Xu Qingyu......" Familiar people dodged from his mind one by one.

"Boy, jump off the stone pillar quickly, otherwise even this seat won't be able to save you!" Hei Qi was in a hurry at this time. He thought that Luo Feng was just talking, but he didn't expect that he didn't seem to have any intention of dodging! Luo Feng was not afraid of death, but he was afraid!

Luo Feng directly ignored Heiqi's voice, and in the chaotic world of his mind, he faintly saw countless splendid palace complexes, located on a high mountain one after another, with a fairy charm in the mist and mist.

Then, Luo Feng rushed towards the palace group at a speed that he couldn't see clearly.

After Luo Feng's eyes became clear, he saw that he was in a splendid palace, and in the center of the palace, there was a girl in a red dress, who had her back to Luo Feng and faced a huge bronze mirror with her two bodies.

Through the refraction of the bronze mirror, it can be seen that her two Qianqianyu hands are imprinted on her chest, and her eyebrows are tight, as if she is sensing something.

Even if he just saw the back of a woman, Luo Feng was 100% sure that the woman was ...... Ling Yuehan.

And when Luo Feng looked at Ling Yuehan with some incredulity, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the bronze mirror in front of her red.

At this moment, Luo Feng felt that all the scenery around him was buried by darkness again.

It's just that when everything in front of him returned to darkness, he heard a faint female voice in his ear: "Brother Feng......"

The voice was very small, and the mosquito groaned weakly, but Luo Feng heard it very clearly.

He immediately thought that he was hallucinating, auditory, but he thought about it carefully. Auditory hallucinations and hallucinations are situations that only people with weak souls can encounter......

In an instant, Luo Feng opened his eyes, and in the depths of his eyes, a vast flame of battle intent rose up.

He can't be defeated here, let alone die here!

……

Somewhere in southern Xinjiang.

In a splendid hall.

"Yuehan, what's wrong with you?" a somewhat anxious woman's voice sounded in the hall.

Immediately afterwards, in front of Ling Yuehan, who was dressed in a red dress, a middle-aged beautiful woman appeared. Although she looks close to middle age, her skin is full of a faint luster, and her face is inclined to a faint baby fat, as if she is constantly pampered. And what is hard to forget is that she has a red flame mark on her forehead.

As soon as the beautiful woman appeared, she nervously asked Ling Yuehan, and took out some healing pills and handed them to him, for fear that she would suffer a little pain.

"Mother, I'm fine, it's just that there is a little problem with the practice, you don't have to be so nervous. Ling Yuehan took the pill and comforted the beautiful woman.

"Are you really okay? Come, my mother will check your pulse. Although Ling Yuehan said that she didn't have any major problems, the beautiful woman was still not at ease, picked up her white wrist, and took the pulse seriously.

Ling Yuehan let the beautiful woman take the pulse, but her mind was no longer on her mother's body. Instead, he remembered the scene when Na Luo Feng appeared here before.

"It seems that the Taishang Induction Technique does have all kinds of mysteries, if I can cultivate it to the point of Mahayana, I will be able to meet Luo Feng in my dreams......" Ling Yuehan thought for a moment, and the corners of his mouth gradually provoked a smile.

When she left Luo Feng, she knew that there was already one more person in her heart that could never be erased. And his father didn't let him leave the palace again, nor did he allow him to see anyone from the outside world, so she just thought of this way.

And if anyone knew that she regarded the top exercises in the mainland as just a means of communication with the people she loved, it was estimated that she would have to vomit three liters of blood.

……

On the stone pillar.

At the moment when Luo Feng opened his eyes, the immortal soul inserted in Hei Qi's body, that is, the soul sword that was as black as ink, seemed to sense something, and it was at this moment that it flew out of Hei Qi's body and rushed into Luo Feng's hand.

At the moment when the soul sword was completely triggered by Luo Feng, Fang Yun in all directions of heaven and earth seemed to stagnate at this moment.

It was at this moment that a new history of the sect conference was born.

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