Lu Qi looked at Feng Xiaohan and said, "Time is pressing, so let's not talk." ”

After saying that, he raised his hand and threw out the Dao sword qi.

The sword qi tore through the air and broke through the wind and snow.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Feng Xiaohan's face, and then pierced his body, shooting into the snow in the distance and exploding.

The snow that was lifted was like a lotus suddenly blooming in the air, and there was a strange and bewitching beauty, but unfortunately this beauty was only a flash in the pan, and soon the dust settled.

As the snow dust falls,

Lu Qi's brows were raised.

The imaginary five steps of blood spattering did not come true, and I saw Feng Xiaohan's figure twist for a while, then began to become transparent, and finally disappeared.

The sword qi only penetrated the shadow of the Dao, and Feng Xiaohan was not there.

Lu Qi thought to himself that this kid had a lot of treasures, so he seemed to have to be serious.

......

......

Feng Xiaohan suddenly appeared on the ridge in the distance, holding two things in his hands, and ran farther away.

Unlike the snowy areas of the ruins, most of the daylight is blocked by dark clouds, and you can still see some gray light during the day, so that you don't lose sight of your fingers.

So he could see the endless mountains in front of him, and the snow was like cream covered in cake, burying everything.

There is a mountain that slopes down from the top, forming a gentle foothill, and on the other side of the foothill, you can faintly see the cliffs and pale blue light.

Feng Xiaohan knew that he couldn't run away at all, and the only chance was to go back, if he could return to the place where the Bada Shanren were, maybe there would be a glimmer of life.

If their target was really just themselves, the Demon Dao monk who could escape the snow should also come back with him.

He didn't choose to use the inkstone to escape far away from the sky, because he had already tried it at the bottom of the cliff of life and death, and with his current cultivation, the inkstone could float up to a height of ten zhang at most and move slowly.

At that time, the Heavenly Sword Spirit still laughed at him holding such an artifact, but it was just a chicken rib.

The height of ten zhang may be helpless for those under the spirit realm, but in front of the real powerhouse, they only need to take a slight leap, or directly take out the sword in the air.

And with such a turtle speed, even ordinary birds are a hundred times faster than it, which really has the name of controlling the sky.

The drunken mind has recovered after the last overdraft, but it has suffered great damage, losing its ability to teleport thousands of miles, and can only teleport within tens of miles......

The golden ribbon was dull again, like a silk silk that was very badly sold.

The pale cyan enchantment in the distance suddenly shattered, and the surging sword intent and sword intent intertwined, forming a whirlwind between heaven and earth to stir up the wind and snow.

At the moment when the barrier shattered, a ray of light suddenly shone straight down, illuminating everything between the cliffs, and because the cold mountains were under dark clouds for thousands of miles, the sunlight was extremely dazzling when it was reflected on the snow.

It's like using knives and swords to cut open the way in this endless gray world.

The wind that sank into the vast expanse swept the cold mountains, bringing a fresh breath, which was the smell of the grassland......

This should be from the sword technique of the mountain people, and the other vague but chilling feeling is the true sword of the Demon Gate.

These are all visions produced by the battle of the Void Breaking Masters, the intricate interweaving of aura, and the powerful power that stirs the heavens and the earth are all terrifying.

Feng Xiaohan thought to himself that his dog legs were also at the level of breaking the void, and he was one of the top masters, why didn't he see that he also had such a ability?

That day, Qingzhu Peak Pond was in the watertight cave, he and Cui Weiming were in the cave, and they didn't see the wonder of a sword splitting the moon, and they were protected by Guo Mingzhe with supernatural powers, but in the middle of it, they were actually thousands of miles away, and the feeling was not clear.

The next moment after the enchantment was shattered, two yellow and green sword lights slashed towards this side,

Feng Xiaohan was the first oil of the human sword, indicating that there were two mountain people rushing in this direction, he knew that this was not to save him, but it could be an opportunity for his life.

Suddenly, the sword light vanished, as did the snow illuminated by the straight sky light and the cliffs in the distance, leaving only endless darkness.

Because those were covered by a black shirt, Feng Xiaohan's vision at this moment was only the cold sword light and the pale and terrifying face.

Lu Qi appeared in front of him, breaking through the snow and slashing at him with a sword.

The sword came quickly, and there was no time to react more.

However, he had already prepared, and the two breaths in his hand suddenly dispersed, and the invisible sword blade blocked between him and Lu Qi, but ...... This is not enough.

Between the invisible sword and Feng Xiaohan, there was an inkstone as high as him, like a shield.

There is no shortage of people in the cultivation world who use swords and shields, especially in the early years, there was a country with more than 100,000 troops that used swords and shields.

Feng Xiaohan's sword is an iron lock Hengjiang sword, and the shield is a cloud beast inkstone.

Either way, it's an impregnable defense.

But he didn't know better than he that he didn't have to break his defenses to kill, as he had done with the countless armored monsters he had killed.

Lu Qi's sword easily defeated the sword style of the iron lock Hengjiang, but it did not cut the invisible sword, let alone break the square shield.

But the powerful sword momentum was unstoppable, directly knocking Feng Xiaohan dozens of feet away and crashing into the ridge.

There was a loud "boom".

Feng Xiaohan's body pierced through the snow that had accumulated for an unknown number of years, and then slammed into the mountain, wanting the snow to be lifted around to form a bigger and more spectacular lotus flower than before.

This lotus lasted longer, floating in the air for several breaths before falling.

When the dust settled, two sword lights of yellow and green came here.

The two old men looked at the snow scattered and looked at each other with a sigh of relief,

Fortunately, it's not a saint, and it's not a kid of the Chen family.

But they also saw a hint of pity in each other's eyes, but it was a pity that such a genius, even if he lived, he would only become a waste.

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......

Soil and stones are relatively rare things in the cold mountains, because they are buried deep under the snow.

Feng Xiaohan hadn't seen it since he left the cliff of life and death, until now...... At this moment, his whole body is like a worm that has been trampled into the sand, weak and helpless, like a real ant.

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......

Tens of thousands of miles away, in a certain temple, it was still the dilapidated courtyard, except that the poplars at the top of the wall had begun to sprout, and soon they would grow into lush leaves.

Chijun sat slumped on the stolen chaise longue, looking at the curling incense, the sunlight on his face was cut by the branches and leaves, but it made him even more evil.

The great ancient beast thought to himself, "This boy is not an ant, because then he would have died long ago......"

Chijun thought for a long time before remembering that word, and said lightly: "...... He's a cockroach. ”

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......

Feng Xiaohan is indeed a cockroach and has the most tenacious life force.

The body that had been baptized by Wan Yan Jin was extremely tough, like a rock, and the ordinary spirit realm couldn't even hurt him in the slightest if he slashed with all his might.

His unparalleled powers come from his blood, and these powers allow him to easily overcome all circumstances and physical pain.

Feng Xiaohan did hurt, but it wasn't unbearable.

The current injuries are similar to falling off the cliff of life and death, but at least there is still air to breathe and not be suffocated before dying from the injury.

Lu Qi paid him enough attention, after all, it was the person who was personally ordered to be killed by the Demon Venerable, and three masters of the Void Breaking Realm were dispatched, and even the Great Array of the Cave Mansion was moved by Mo Qingyi......

But he still despises the other party too much,

Feng Xiaohan is just a cave and a secluded realm, how can he survive a sword that the collapse realm can't stop?

But Feng Xiaohan survived, and even left a gap the size of a grain of rice on his sword.

The sharpness of the invisible sword and the solidity of the inkstone are both artifact-level existences.

His bones were harder than He Xirou's, and that sword did have enough power to kill him, but it didn't hit it directly, the sharp blade slashed at the invisible sword, and the sword qi was blocked by the inkstone, and the real damage came from the collision with the mountain.

Lu Qi noticed that the hand felt a little strange, but he didn't care, and he didn't have time to care.

He looked at the two mountain people, opened his arms and let out a long whistle, and then sneered: "We have already said that we will not move your young lady, and the real purpose is just for this young man." You Bada Shanren are just like this, and you have really been dragged by the two of them for so long. ”

Lu Qi was sure that he was killing a Changming disciple, and he had to be that Changming disciple.

Meng'er is a young lady from the Bada Mountain, so she said that she is a member of the Prairie Alliance, and the young man dressed as a scholar suddenly disappeared, and the evil sect is very evil, but no matter how you look at it, there is no sword bone of Qingzhu Peak, and there is no sword qi on her body.

Feng Xiaohan made the iron lock Hengjiang again, and the sword intent was mellow and profound, obviously immersed in the way of the sword for many years.

The old man in green looked at him and said, "You killed people for no reason, and it was the genius of Changming Sect who killed you, and my Bada Mountain people will not let you go." ”

The old man in yellow said: "I know that you just now sent a message to your accomplices, and you plan to pat your ass and leave after the task is completed, but since the two of them can entangle my brothers, why can't my brothers keep them?"

The old man in green had a heart-to-heart with him, and answered with a smile: "Then do you think the two of us can keep you?"

Lu Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously very jealous.

He had a confrontation with the old man in blue, and he knew very well the power of the Bada Mountain People, and the other party had the same mind, if he could use a sword formation like the Liangyi Sword Formation, it would be very difficult to fight two at the same time.

Whether it is a sword formation or a sword formation, the power can be amplified several times, and the enemy can be resisted through the tacit understanding between their companions, so Mo Qingyi and Xing Yu can stop the other party's five mountain people.

But at this time, no one cooperated with Lu Qi, and the two old men, Huang and Green, were old and sophisticated, and they naturally would not make the same mistake again after suffering the loss of his escape from the snow.

Therefore, the situation was reversed in an instant, although Mo Qingyi and Xing Yu were powerful, it must have taken a lot of vitality to stop so many people, and after a long time, they would gradually become powerless and reveal their flaws.

Lu Qi's single-handedness to the two mountain people is also the same danger,

When the old man in black left the formation, the enchantment had not yet risen, and the sword light of the sky made him feel a chill down his spine.

If the people of Bada Mountain will use it,

He wasn't sure he could take two cuts like this at the same time.