"Humph! Last time, I underestimated you as a monk, and this time I will let you see my true strength! Feng Xuan's momentum was not weaker than Jiang Chen's, and he even mocked repeatedly.

"You are also a genius and a character, but you just touched my anger, so ......" Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed, and his fierce color was undoubtedly revealed.

Then he shook his body, and came to Feng Xuan's side with a nine-ring tin staff.

"Boom!" Jiang Chen and Feng Xuan held their own swords in a hand-to-hand fight, the sharp blades criss-crossed, and the sand under them was constantly destroyed by these blades, and the entire sand appeared uneven.

"Is that all you have?" Feng Xuan's voice was even more sarcastic when the two of them were surrounded by golden light, and they couldn't tell who was who at all.

At this time, Feng Xuan's self-confidence seemed to be back again, and the reason why he was afraid of Jiang Chen before was the shadow that brought him that time.

At that time, Jiang Chen almost killed Feng Xuan, but fortunately his ancestor Feng Qiyun rescued him, otherwise he would really die.

Also in this shadow, he had always thought that Jiang Chen was very powerful after using the secret method, but at this moment, the real duel with him was not as terrible as he imagined, and he was even weaker than himself.

This appearance, of course, greatly boosted Feng Xuan's spirit.

"The wind is surging!" Seeing that Jiang Chen was silent, Feng Xuan immediately shouted.

With a shout, a tornado-like vortex formed in the air, and the starting point of the vortex was the tip of the long sword in Feng Xuan's hand.

"Zheng!"

"Boom!" A huge roar resounded through the place, but this loud noise was obviously very pale and powerless in the battle of thousands of people, and it could not be flooded at all.

Jiang Chen's face was heavy and he took a few steps back, and Feng Xuan's surging clouds made him feel threatened.

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that it was easy for him to kill Feng Xuan, but it turned out that the exercises are always exercises, and one's own cultivation is the king, and only when one's own cultivation is improved, is it really strong!

Jiang Chen used the Immortal Demon Transformation to look too high at himself, so he entered this set, and now he has woken up.

"But then, are you just going to hide?" Feng Xuan looked like a smug villain, the corners of his mouth showed a thick sarcasm, but his face was a little pale.

Feng Xuan's blow just now was not so easy, not to mention the Xuan Qi that consumed the wind attribute, even Jiang Chen's nine-ring tin rod rebounded and made Feng Xuan suffer a little dark loss.

Although Feng Xuan still mocked Su Jin in his mouth, he was more cautious in his heart, for fear that he would be negligent for a while and let Jiang Chen's sneak attack succeed like last time.

Jiang Chen stepped aside from afar, took out the few remaining Qi Replenishing Pills from the Spirit God Ring, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

Soon, Jiang Chen's dantian was filled with a lot of mystical energy.

"A hundred swords!" Jiang Chen drank.

I saw that the nine-ring tin staff in Jiang Chen's hand turned into hundreds of sharp sword blades that were the same as the nine-ring tin staff, and attacked towards Feng Xuan.

"Boom!" Feng Xuan's hands were on the body of his long sword, which was constantly flashing white, and he stubbornly resisted the attacks of hundreds of sword blades.

"Zheng ......"

"Zheng!"

The sound of the crash was like a firecracker, and it rang out one after another.

Feng Xuan's face instantly became solemn, and there was a trace of crack in the peerless treasure Shadow Wind Sword in his hand, although the crack was not big, only a few centimeters of tiny cracks, but it was enough to show that Jiang Chen's hundred swords that were a bit like martial arts and a bit like a spell were so terrifying, could this be his true strength?

Feng Xuan was not only secretly annoyed that he was so confused for a while, provoking such a strong enemy, and the late cultivation of Jin Dan could fight with the middle stage of Yuan Ying!

Feng Xuan is a smart person, otherwise the ancestor of the Feng family would not have let Feng Xuan come here, let alone agree to put forward that condition.

These are enough to prove Feng Xuan's position in the heart of Feng Qiyun, the ancestor of the Feng family, and also indirectly show that Feng Xuan is not a waste person, on the contrary, whether it is wisdom or cultivation, he is first-class among the younger generation.

Therefore, at this moment, Feng Xuan no longer thought that Jiang Chen was using some secret method to improve his cultivation, but was cultivating some kind of special technique or other factors of his own.

"Alas, the current grievances between me and him can't be resolved, so I can only kill him, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" Feng Xuan vaguely felt that Jiang Chen's strength might affect the distant Feng family in Xizhou, although it was a little ridiculous, how could this little monk go to that small space in Xizhou?

However, the more Feng Xuan thought about it, the stronger the sense of crisis in his heart became, who knows how far this monk will grow in a hundred years? Who is sure that he just can't go to Xizhou?

Feng Xuan's murderous intent gradually rose, no longer simply to avenge himself, but for the sake of the entire family.

"Show your true strength, or you'll die a miserable death." Jiang Chen looked at Feng Xuandao, whose face was constantly changing from beginning to end, and the nine-ring tin staff in his hand was particularly dazzling in Feng Xuan's eyes, it was this ordinary Buddhist weapon that combined with a hundred swords that were not like martial arts or spells, it easily blasted out a crack in the peerless magic weapon.

"As you wish!" Feng Xuan looked at the nine-ring tin staff in Jiang Chen's hand heavily, pondered for a moment, and no longer spoke in a sarcastic tone, but said seriously.

After speaking, Feng Xuan threw the Shadow Wind Sword in his hand into the storage bag, and took out a sword about five feet long in the storage bag, the cold light of the sword body shone, and the thick heaven and earth Xuan Qi was scattered, and the quaint Lishu font "Wind" between the long sword body was particularly dazzling.

"Inferior Daoist?" Jiang Chen's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help muttering.

Su Jin also knew that the gap between the weapons was even bigger, and the fact that the hundred swords he used just now could destroy the peerless treasure made him surprised for a while, and he couldn't believe that the nine-ring tin staff could cause powerful damage to the weapon.

At this time, Feng Xuan actually took out a Dao weapon, which also made Jiang Chen's heart cool a little, just because there was no difference between the treasure weapon and the Dao weapon, it was a substantial change.

When the weapon reaches the Dao weapon, it can automatically absorb the Xuan Qi between heaven and earth, unlike the weapons below the jade weapon, which must be injected by the monk before it can be used.

Moreover, every Dao weapon is very precious in the mortal realm, basically there is no profound force that will not casually take out a Dao weapon and hand it to the younger generation, from this Jiang Chen, it can also be seen that the power behind Feng Xuan is stronger than he imagined.

"That's right, Dao Weapon Yi Feng Sword!" Feng Xuan said lightly, his tone full of pride and pride.

The reason why this Yi Feng Sword can be in his hands is because he won the first place in a trial in the family, and his family rewarded the Yi Feng Sword with a matching Yi Feng Sword just now.

This Yi Feng Sword happens to be a special attribute wind attribute, which is like a fish in water for Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan made up his mind to take out the Yi Feng Sword at this time, just to fight the battle, for fear that Jiang Chen would play some tricks or accidents.