Taking advantage of the temporary vacuum in the area in front of him, Feng Shi's body moved in the air, and suddenly fell from mid-air to the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking up and forgetting to glance at the dense wind blades in the sky, a trace of solemnity flashed in Feng Xiao's eyes.

Ling Feng, dressed in green clothes, stood on the other side of the ring, his slender ten fingers rhythmically moving back and forth on the jade flute, and the sound of the flute came out of the flute like fairy music.

The direction of the wind blade in the sky suddenly changed, and with a terrible whistling sound, it formed a cyan torrent and galloped away against the wind tree.

In the face of so many wind blade attacks, although Feng Xiao's face was solemn, he was not afraid.

Swish!

I saw that his right hand holding the green bamboo sword flipped over, and the green jade bamboo sword was fiercely inserted into the ground of his previous year.

Then Feng Xiao closed his eyes, put his two hands together and pinched out a hand with a mystery.

The blue light in his hand flickered, and the green bamboo sword stuck in the ground in front of him was also trembling.

Just as he cast his spell, the Wind Blade came to him with a blast of wind that blew up his clothes and hair, just as it was about to strike him on his body. Suddenly, Feng Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and drank in his mouth: "Break!" ”

Boom, the white jade ground trembled, and one after another cyan jade bamboos burst out from his side.

These jade bamboos are crystal clear, and the cyan bamboo shoots exude a trace of aura, which is extremely beautiful.

Then those jade bamboos suddenly rose tall, and instantly grew from bamboo shoots to a cyan bamboo forest.

As soon as the bamboo forest rose, the figure of the wind was gone, and as for the wind blades that were speeding over, they just hit the jade bamboo, and those jade bamboos suddenly flashed a cyan streamer.

Although the streamer was beautiful, it was composed of pure sword qi, and as soon as the sword qi and the wind blade collided, the two immediately erupted into a rumbling cracking sound, instantly forming a small storm over the bamboo forest.

For a while, either the wind blade cut off the jade bamboo, or the sword qi emitted by the jade bamboo shattered the wind blade, but no matter which one is destroyed, it will continue to produce new ones to make up for it. For a time, the attacks of both were stalemate.

Yang Qingyan under the ring couldn't help but be speechless when he looked at this scene, this way of attacking! Doesn't it depend on whose mana is profound?

Just when he was speechless in his heart, the sound of the flute, which had suddenly maintained a steady rhythm, suddenly changed, and the indifferent music instantly became excited.

At the same time as the sound of the flute changed, the blue light in the sky suddenly fanned the bones, these blue lights were only very small at first, but in the urging of the sound of the flute, those brilliance began to condense, and finally formed a huge cyan whirlwind, which continued to rotate in the ring.

The whirlwind was several feet high, and the cyan whirlwind carried countless blue-blue wind blades, emitting a strange sound of iron sand crashing and the roar of the wind.

Seeing the whirlwind forming, Ling Feng's eyes flashed with blue light, and the huge whirlwind roared like a jade bamboo forest in front of him.

A crackling sound came, although Yuzhu had been emitting sword qi to resist, but the volume of the whirlwind was too large, and the sword qi could not play any role at all.

On the contrary, the bamboo that touched the whirlwind, no matter how big or small, as long as it was swept by the whirlwind, it was all twisted and rotten.

It's just that in an instant, a large piece of jade bamboo forest was only half strangled, and at this time, the wind and silk hidden in the jade bamboo forest have not yet been revealed.

Ling Feng played the long flute while staring at the bamboo forest that was being destroyed by himself.

The bamboo forest has been destroyed so much by himself, but Feng Xiao has not yet appeared, could it be that he has any other plans?

As he was thinking, suddenly Ling Feng seemed to feel something, and couldn't help but look at the ground in front of him.

The white jade ground was as always, without any change, but Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of clarity after looking at the ground, the sound of the flute in his mouth changed, and a dense wind blade appeared from around him, enveloping his entire person in it, making it difficult for people to see his true form.

Although protected by countless wind blades, Ling Feng still controlled the whirlwind to twist fiercely towards the remnants of the jade bamboo forest.

The whirlwind was extremely destructive, and those jade bamboo forests didn't seem to be so powerful after being destroyed for most of them, and they only held on to the whirlwind for a moment before they were twisted into pieces.

Just when the bamboo forest was about to be completely destroyed, suddenly there was a sound of breaking the ground around Ling Feng.

Dozens of cyan bamboo stems, which were unusually thick compared to before, rose from around Ling Feng's body.

These jade bamboos were not only thicker than the previous ones, but the sword qi contained in the bamboo stems was also several times more than before.

As soon as they appeared, these jade bamboos immediately joined together, exuding one sword qi after another shaped like jade bamboo swords, and attacked Ling Feng in the wind blade.

At the same time, a yellow light suddenly flashed on the ground, and a yellow paper talisman appeared out of thin air, then turned into ashes and dissipated, and a white-clothed wind flute appeared in place.

Glancing at the almost wind blade barrier that was swept away by the green bamboo sword qi generated by the jade bamboo, Feng Zhen's eyes flashed, and he threw the green bamboo sword in his hand lightly, and the sword was suspended in front of him.

With his hands clasped together in the air, he pinched the law decision, and one after another cyan brilliance flowed out of his hand, hitting the suspended bamboo sword in front of him, and the green bamboo sword suddenly slowly lit up.

When the entire bamboo sword was shining with a faint blue light, an ethereal and powerful sword aura emanated from the bamboo sword.

"Go!"

With a soft snort, Feng Yun pinched the last hand, and waved one hand at Ling Feng, who was wrapped in the wind blade, and the green bamboo sword in front of him turned into a streamer of light, and rushed towards Ling Feng.

The green bamboo sword was extremely powerful at this time, and the layer of wind blade cover outside Ling Feng's body was like paper paste, and it couldn't stop this bamboo sword at all.

And Ling Feng, who was in the center of the wind blade, also had a great change in his face at this time, as if he didn't expect this bamboo sword to break through his defenses and come to his side.

With a wave of his right hand, Ling Feng was about to cast some spell, but it was already too late, and with a bang, the green bamboo sword with a sharp sword aura fell on his neck.

When Feng Xiao saw this scene, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes and said, "Senior Brother Ling, you lost. ”

Ling Feng, who was held against his neck by the Qingzhu Sword, did not have a trace of loss or fear on his face, but just smiled slightly: "Senior brother is really good, but did I really lose?" Brother, I don't think so! ”

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

Feng Xiao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and when he was about to strike another blow to Ling Feng, suddenly a strong wind hit him.

Although he had the heart to fight back, it was too late, and a jasper flute had already landed on top of his head before his hand was fully raised. Layers of cyan light curtains emanated from the jade flute, fixing his entire body in place.