"We can't play it here, we will fight on the third grade life and death platform, and life and death will have their own destiny, regardless of identity. Ouyang Xing said in a deep voice.

Jiang Feng agreed, and immediately led a group of more than a dozen teachers with Ouyang Xing to the third-grade life and death platform.

Ouyang Xing picked up a big knife and came to fight Jiang Feng.

Behind him, a blood-colored phantom appeared, and this phantom, with his cloak scattered, was also holding a big knife.

This is obviously a bloodline martial soul, Ouyang Xing's ancestor, there may be an extremely strong sword god, who left a powerful divine thought in the bloodline, passed down from generation to generation, this bloodline martial soul is much more powerful than the ordinary bloodline in the sword path, and can even stimulate some special secret techniques to awaken the unique divine skills that once belonged to the god of war.

Jiang Feng opened the Heavenly Dao Law Eye and peeked at Ouyang Xing's talent and skills, and sure enough, as he expected, this was a talent hidden deep in his blood.

The two face each other.

Jiang Feng wanted to use plunder to copy and paste the other party's bloodline talent and obtain the bloodline martial soul.

"The plunder level is too low. The bloodline talent is an extremely special talent that is unique to cultivators, and the success rate of copying and pasting is very small, so it is recommended not to launch a plunder and waste the chances. "System prompt.

Jiang Feng therefore dispelled this idea, if he wanted to copy the bloodline talent, he first had to copy the bloodline, which was almost impossible, even if he plundered and upgraded to the full level, it was estimated that it would be difficult.

And, in fact, Jiang Feng also had some hidden worries about copying other people's bloodlines, after all, God knows if some miscellaneous bloodlines would pollute his bloodlines.

However, Jiang Feng is very interested in copying some martial arts, exercises, etc., especially those martial arts that have been cultivated to the fullest, consummated, and reached the peak, copying and pasting, it can be said that it is once and for all.

"Hell's Knife. ”

Through the Heavenly Dao Magic Eye, Jiang Feng peeked out that the skill Ouyang Xing used after stimulating the bloodline martial soul was an extremely rare sword technique-Hell Demon Knife.

This sword technique was founded by the former sword god of the Ouyang family, because of its age, it has been a little scattered and lost, not as old as it once was, but even if it is only a fragment, it is equivalent to the texture of seven or eight grades.

Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for Ouyang Xing to unleash this Hell Demon Sword Technique, the consumption was too great, and only after stimulating the bloodline martial soul could it be blessed with the Ancestral Divine Thoughts.

Jiang Feng used his speed to rub his body with Ouyang Xing a few times, and did not resist him head-on, but completely copied and pasted this knife technique in a few moments of contact.

"Hell's Knife. 80%。 Plunder succeeds, implants succeed. "System prompt.

Jiang Feng was overjoyed in his heart, 80% was equivalent to the Dacheng level, and he was only one step away from reaching the peak.

I don't know how many merit points he saved.

Now, he began to fight the mad Ouyang Xing head-on, before, he also had the strength to fight hard, but it would be more laborious and a waste of time.

On Ouyang Xing's long knife, the black sword was like a demon from hell.

These black qi were connected to the earth, and every time they were swung out, they were like the power of the earth, and thousands of hell swords were overwhelming, sweeping forward like dust and sand, directly about to overturn Jiang Feng and kill him.

Boom.

Jiang Feng's golden bell jar was directly shattered.

In the body, the Heavenly Palace Divine Hidden Cave opened, the divine dragon surrounded the Heavenly Pillar, and the divine text burst out from the body, above the two fists, outside the body, surrounded by countless divine texts, these divine texts, gathered into a huge golden defensive palace.

Resist the sweeping black blades.

Bang.

Jiang Feng's body kicked the ground, his body slammed forward, and he rushed into the vast black sword, wanting to break through the knife and smash Ouyang Xing with his fist.

However, in the black sword, Jiang Feng almost lost his direction and could not break out of the encirclement, although the divine body was protected and Qi Tian's body was powerful, he was not injured by the sword for the time being, and he couldn't get any cheap.

A cloaked figure suddenly appeared in the black sword, holding a dark blood-colored broadsword, the mad demon danced wildly, gathering countless black resentful spirits again, becoming a huge blade, this blade, as if to smash hell.

Wow.

The huge blade, in the black sword, slashed towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng could feel the coercion of destroying the world, almost suffocating him.

But at this moment, Jiang Feng did not have the slightest fear.

Because, his mastery of this technique is no different from Ouyang Xing, and even higher than the comprehension of the other party, after all, he has mastered too many high-quality techniques, his vision is higher than Ouyang Xing, and his comprehension is naturally much higher.

"Hmph. Give you back a knife. ”

At this time, Jiang Feng also launched the Hell Demon Knife.

The vitality in the body surged, as if many resentful spirits were summoned in the earth, and the black vitality gathered on the Heavenly Demon Blood Knife, and in the same way, these black vitality formed countless sword lights, sweeping forward.

Jiang Feng stood in the great array of swords he had gathered, and slashed out again.

Bang Long.

Sonorous.

For this set of knife techniques, Jiang Feng was a novice after all, and he condensed thousands of swords in a hurry, and he was invincible to the other party after all.

The body flew upside down, and a mouthful of dirty blood spat out of his chest.

However, he operated the Heavenly Palace Divine Treasure in his body, and the divine text in the Divine Treasure flourished, and he recovered from his physical injuries in an instant.

Ouyang Xing, the loss is not small.

Behind him, the martial soul phantom trembled, and seemed to be a little unbearable.

With such a terrifying killing intent, he still failed to kill Jiang Feng, which made the fanatical Ouyang Xing feel a little cold in his heart.

"Boy, how did you do that. Just now, you seem to have used the same knife technique as me?" Ouyang Xing calmed down, and after a slight response, he was shocked.

"It's just a set of knife skills, it's just seven or eight grades, what's the big deal. On the street, I spend billions of dollars, can't I buy a knife technique similar to this? Jiang Feng deliberately disagreed.

"Bastard, this is the sword technique left by the ancestors, and you can slander it at will, and it is comparable to those goods on the street. ”

Ouyang Xing was choked a lot. Martial spirits hunt behind them.

Ouyang Xing chanted the spell, and the hands of the martial soul began to show some kind of strange movements, as if they were pinching the trick and casting spells.

On the platform of life and death, the heavens and the earth are dimmed, the body of the martial soul is constantly getting bigger, and the long knife in his hand is also getting bigger.

Suddenly, the platform of life and death began to hum, followed by swaying left and right.

Jiang Feng was a little surprised, this bloodline martial soul was actually so powerful, could it be possible to summon the spirit of hell.

Thundered.

The vibration of the platform of life and death is not an illusion, but a real existence.

Underground, black gas permeated out, and these black auras formed strange and ugly human shapes, turning over the rocks, holding a knife in one hand, surging towards Jiang Feng's side.

Under Jiang Feng's feet, there was also a faint sound, it seemed that it was because Jiang Feng stepped on the rock under his feet, so he was not overturned by the black resentful spirit.

However, finally, a crack appeared on the rock under his feet, and several resentful hands drilled out of the crack to grab Jiang Feng's feet, and a large knife formed by the convergence of resentment slashed towards Jiang Feng's legs.

Such a fierce and powerful bloodline martial spirit, Jiang Feng encountered it for the first time, Jiang Feng's expression was silent, it was really interesting, Ouyang Xing Lao'er, worthy of being the third-grade director, dared to argue with him, he did have some ability.