Speed, only speed, sharpness can break all prohibitions, ordinary narrow sword, narrow can not be narrow, narrow sword is easier to penetrate into the human body, the sword shape is ordinary, only ordinary will not be noticeable.

No matter how eye-catching it is, it is also a matching sword refined by Xiao Yang.

Choke!

Jin Ge sounded, the sword light had passed through Qin Feng's thunder force to protect his body, and it would pierce into his skin, the cloud power protruded from his body, and there was transparent thunder power all over his body, and the method of Lei Gang's forging body had been activated, and a white shadow protruded from behind him, and it was the sword spirit of the Thunder Spirit Imperial Sword.

Qin Feng retreated, his body swirled, the three skills were in one, immortal and indestructible.

The sword in Xiao Yang's hand was blocked, but it was still moving forward, its speed was much slower, slow was not important, the important thing was that although it was slow, it was faster than Qin Feng's retreat.

The sword of the sword spirit had hit the old man's eyes, and the man blocked the sword of the sword spirit with his left hand, and sparks were everywhere, and the sword could no longer move forward.

The two swords stabbed each other, Qin Feng was furious, and handed the thunder sword full of thunder power, just because he absolutely didn't believe that this old man could still grow a hand, and the sword was always more than his.

Stab!

I can't retreat, this old man is so fast, so fast with a sword, Qin Feng meets that sword, if the other party pierces his stomach, he will definitely leave a hole in the other party's body, who knows if he doesn't try?

Strike!

A huge cut was made in the clothes, and the sword went into the flesh, and the sword went into the palm.

Qin Feng was pushed by a huge force, and he saw that his thundering sword ripped off Xiao Yang's clothes, and he felt a little lost in his heart, and the situation of being hit by the body in his imagination didn't seem to appear.

It's just because Xiao Yang's sword has entered Minghui's hands.

The two confronted each other, Xiao Yang was full of different colors, and countless wrinkles appeared on his originally smooth forehead, and he and Minghui looked at each other.

Minghui only gave him a very faint look, and Xiao Yang twitched the sword, but he didn't move.

Syllable!

Slightly concussive power, the narrow sword seemed to be broken, seeing countless spiritual power revealed from the broken blade, heading towards Xiao Yang's body, the blade had fallen to the ground, broken into several pieces, and became lifeless.

Xiao Yang gasped and stroked his chest, under one blow, he couldn't gather qi in a short time, if the other party added a little strength, it was possible for him to lie down for three months or even scatter his skills, the broken sword in his hand kept trembling, and it was not a matter of throwing it or not, "You ......"

Minghui glared at him, retreated to Qin Feng's side, and helped the young man up, "Elder Xiao, it seems that your three moves have arrived." ”

Xiao Yang's face was like earth, he couldn't say anything, his three moves were actually not exhausted, but he had nothing to say.

This final blow is already his life's work, coupled with the narrow sword that he rarely takes out, this Xiluo Kingdom is almost unstoppable, and he imagines in his heart that it is nothing more than to eradicate Qin Feng, the threat of the foundation of the Golden Jade Valley, and this Minghui, who is not very careful, actually easily took over his pressing technique.

Looking at its state, it is extremely easy to take people's lives, and in an instant, the Great Elder of the Golden Jade Valley's refining weapon suddenly felt disheartened, and the god flew out of the sky, but he still had to fly back, "Haha, the kid is amazing, the first place to observe is yours, have been practicing well in the past few months, and when the time comes, you will go out with the disciples of the Golden Jade Valley." The voice was so loud that he couldn't hear his frustration at all.

has lived for hundreds of years, and this sudden change is still there, and the face is enough to live.

After saying this, the person walked towards the side of the platform, his pace was extremely unsteady, and he could only shake his head in the face of the surprised and indignant gaze of the elders of the Golden Jade Valley.

He has done his best, if these people go up, no one will be able to please him, Lu Ji is fortunately not there, but his heel this time has fallen too much, and Lu Ji will have to punish himself if he does not punish himself.

As for the ruined narrow sword, it was just a dead thing.

The people of the Qingyang League gathered together, nothing more than the envious eyes of the people of the outer sects, the people of the Golden Jade Valley gradually dispersed, and occasionally the elders who were familiar with the Golden Jade Valley came up to congratulate them, and the vinegar in it meant that it was very strong.

They talked to each other without a taste for dryness, but it was not too early, and when everyone dispersed, most of the men and horses flew from the sky.

"Xiao Yang's old man is a little unkind, it's really too much. There was already a voice in the air, Qin Feng looked at the air, and the group of beasts and spirit weapons were all the elders and sect masters of the Qingyang Alliance.

Eight of the masters of each sect came, except for the leader of the tunzhai, even Qin Zhiyang, who had been looking at him wrongly, came, and the contradiction between the two was too great.

When he looked in that direction, Qin Zhiyang tilted his head to the side.

The gang had already fallen.

The person who spoke before was Ren Changfeng, and all the joy on his face was revealed, standing in front of Qin Feng, and he looked at him carefully, from head to foot, and from foot to head, "I didn't expect that the fate of the Qingyang League would be pinned on you kid, but I was blinded back then, and I was old and dizzy." The old eyes are dizzy. ”

Ren Changfeng is talking about a past before Qin Feng entered the Yang Ming Sect.

In the year when Qin Feng entered the Yangming Sect, the Qingyang League also accepted two Holy Spirit Root disciples, one was Che Yan, and the other was Xiao Ye.

At that time, many people thought that Yang Qianhe's reputation was not good, and Qin Feng was angry, and he didn't look like a blessed person with his face, many elders said that he was pushed, and one of them was Ren Changfeng, and there was another reason at that time.

Yang Zhan is only a Holy Spirit Root, but he easily entered the Burning Jade Residence of the Seven Rank Sect and left Xiluo, Yang Qianhe sent Lei Ling's sister-in-law into this alliance, his heart is really unpredictable, or Luo Shan forcibly accepted him against public opinion.

Ren Changfeng patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, "You are already so strong, the reputation of the Qingyang League is slightly restored on you, even if the alliance is reorganized, it is possible, what kind of conspiracy is bullshit." ”

He was quite honest, he said everything that should be said and what should not be said, and he did not shy away from the fact that there were many sect masters here.

Qin Feng had fallen to the ground.

I saw a woman sitting in the middle of the crowd with a blanket on her body, shivering, although it was the end of the year in the border place, in fact, the weather was not particularly cold, but looking at her appearance was extremely cold.

"San'er, get me some hot water, it's cold to death. Before Qin Feng and the others walked to the camp, they had already heard the voice of the woman, but this person was the master of the camp.

Qin Feng took a closer look, more than a dozen people each had a big cloak on their heads, which looked quite mysterious, and he didn't mind at all, "Everyone, is there anything to eat?

Boom!!

The countertop vibrated and crackled.

The voice was not finished, Xiao Yang, who was rushing into the air, had already arrived opposite Qin Feng, and a five-foot narrow sword in his hand carried a cold sword intent, the sword intent was extremely narrow, and it didn't seem to be obvious, but the sword was killed yesterday, not for seeing.