After a long time, the young man in blue suddenly smiled, and with a "whoosh", the feather floating fan was reopened by him, fanned a few fans, and said slowly: "Why don't I make a bet with my little brother?"

Jing Yao raised his eyes, glanced at him lightly, then turned his head, glanced at the surrounding environment a few times, and found that more and more disciples came from all around, and couldn't help but tense the strings of his whole body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Seeing that he didn't answer, the blue-clothed young man was not annoyed, he shook his fan decidedly, and continued lightly: "With the current situation, not only is Elder Luo in charge, but also hundreds of disciples of our Flame Sect are basically surrounded by all around, if you want to escape, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape." It's just that I've always liked to convince people with virtue, so I'll compete with you and me, if you lose, you will nod and join the Flame Sect, and the previous things will be written off. If you win......"

He paused for a moment, as if he had moved, but he didn't seem to move, but in his hand there was an extra long sword with white mangs, and then, a small circle about three feet in diameter was carved on the ground. After doing this, the long sword was flicked, and it was still in the scabbard of a disciple.

Said lightly: "If you think that the person who can kill Senior Brother Wang, it will definitely not only be the cultivation of the early stage of the auxiliary star, no matter how you cover it up, I don't care about these." But how to say that I am also a closed-door disciple of the real person in charge, and I can't let the fellow people in the rivers and lakes laugh at it, just this Xiaoyuan, if you can force me out of the circle, even if you win, you can naturally leave safely if you win."

Jing Yao's face was calm, but he understood in his heart that this battle was inevitable, and beckoned the two little guys to retreat enough distance behind him. The phoenix feather sword in the scabbard then became windless and automatic, scurrying wildly in the air several times, and gently falling into his hand, revealing its windless ordinariness.

The surrounding crowd looked at the rusty iron sword, and a slight disdainful smile appeared at the corner of their mouths. They clearly knew in their hearts that although Lan Hang was only a second-generation disciple, he might not be as good as a master like Elder Wang, but his cultivation was definitely comparable to some deacons, and with his cultivation, it was not easy to bully this young man.

It's just that, after a while, they were stunned, with a bit of disbelief in their expressions. The young man's sharp sword just now, which was still a rotten sword like scrap iron, burst out in the blink of an eye, covering the sky and the sun, and it actually pierced their eyes for a moment.

When they opened their eyes again, it was just a blink of an eye, and the two were still not short distances apart, and immediately there was a head-to-head confrontation, a faint stream of light floating, with an earth-shattering sword, a blue-glazed ancient fan, against the young man in blue, constantly rotating, exuding green light, more and more prosperous, as if to engulf the sword body.

It's just that the Phoenix Feather Sword is an immortal weapon, although it is only in the downstream stage of the immortal weapon, but that is only because Jing Yao's cultivation is too low at the beginning, and the energy of the essence blood is not enough to make it powerful. But the majesty of the phoenix feather cannot be violated. In the blink of an eye, a majestic sword momentum erupted from the Feng Yu Sword, and then Bai Mang Dasheng actually forced the previous Qing Mang back by three points.

With a "clang", the sword and the fan, the phoenix feather sword and the feather floating fan came into frontal contact, leaving Jing Yao "clang" on the ground with a few deep footprints, which was able to stabilize his body.

And Lan Hang also took a step back, and his eyes glanced at it inadvertently, but it turned out that he had unconsciously stepped on the lines of the circle, which made his eyes sway.

Suddenly, he burst out: "Elder Luo, no matter how this son chooses, he must not stay." At first, he still thought that he could take it for himself, but looking at his attitude is by no means a good one, even if he agrees now, it is unknown whether he will use it in the future.

Another point is that if he can reach such a height at such an age, if he is discovered by the master in charge, his future position as the head of the house is really worrying.

Public opinion and reason, he wants to strangle such a genius in the cradle as soon as possible.

Luo Lisan saw it clearly beside him, and his face also showed a bit of disbelief, after being stunned for a moment, he seemed to be able to understand Lan Hang's mind very well, and the long sword behind his back suddenly floated out, and went towards Jing Yao, who had already suffered internal injuries, like wind and lightning.

Luo Lisan's sword was very fast, so fast that Lan Hang's words had just fallen, and his sword had already come to Jing Yao's side, which made him stunned for a moment, and then his pupils dilated, but when he was highly concentrated, he saw it very clearly, and saw that the feather floating fan behind him was getting bigger and bigger with the long sword in his eyes.

It's too late to escape, and you can only choose one of the two by hard connection, and between the lightning and flint, I thought of a lot, and one scene after another clearly appeared in front of me.

He sighed slightly, as if relieved, and thought, "Maybe it's all going to be over!"

Even so, his phoenix feather sword still instinctively stood horizontally in front of his chest, and with a "clang", his body flew out four or five zhang away, crashing into the surrounding ancient trees, shaking the fallen leaves, and only then did he stop the momentum of continuing to move forward.

"Poof"!

The tiger's head suddenly sweetened, and a mouthful of blood instantly seeped into his mouth, and then after an endless cough, he spit on the ground next to him. The bloodshot was pulled into a long thread, which inevitably fell on the corner of the white clothes, and the red was so dazzling.

Jing Yao believed that if it weren't for the defense of the dragon scale armor, this blow would definitely kill him, but now he was also in pain, and the injury was quite serious.

"Ah", unconsciously touched his body, which made him feel an endless pain all over his body, frowning, only to feel that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he involuntarily closed them gently.

The teeth bit his lower lip, oozing with a trace of blood, and suddenly he was excited, and slowly opened his eyes, he knew that now was not the time to rest, even in the face of death, he had to die standing instead of kneeling.

"Brother", Feng Wu has always been protected by Jing Yao, and when he saw him flying out sideways, blood flowing, his heart was in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to rush towards him. Although Fenghuo didn't speak, its expression was just as anxious.

Hearing the shouting, Jing Yao's consciousness became sober for a moment. Looking towards the source of the sound, he suddenly made his heart mention, and a little blue light fell, but it was the feather floating fan that was shot out later as promised, and it was following Feng Wu and Feng Huo like a shadow.

It's just that the two little guys obviously put their minds on him, and they don't seem to be the slightest alert to the wind behind them. "Be careful", worry came to his throat, and he shouted weakly, and with his tenacious will, the phoenix feather sword in front of him suddenly flew out, turning into a stream of light and instantly swept towards the feather floating fan.

With a "bang", the phoenix feather sword fell to the ground and resumed its avenue without a blade. However, because of the sudden blockage of this strength, the feather floating fan involuntarily shifted to the left.

With a "poof" sound, the folding fan had a close contact with the towering ancient tree next to it, and everything was quite stable at first. Just in the blink of an eye, there was a "peng" sound, but the ancient tree was broken by the waist and suddenly toppled over.

When the two little ones heard the shouting, they instinctively glanced backwards, and when they saw this, they were stunned and continued to run forward. And as the towering ancient trees of these people's bodies slowly fell to the ground, Jing Yao was also overwhelmed, and a few mouthfuls of crimson blood spit out, and there were blood stains everywhere on the ground, hands, and corners of the mouth.

"Brother, brother, don't scare Feng Wu, okay? Feng Wu is afraid". Watching his eyelids slip down, Feng Wu kept shaking his arm, already expecting a miracle to happen. Although she is an ancient divine beast and has the noble blood of the Phoenix family, after all, she is only a juvenile little phoenix, and for many things, no matter how fast she learns, she is helpless when she encounters such a thing.

What's more, the fire energy of the Phoenix clan has a unique advantage in destruction, but the ruler is long and the inch is short, if they are allowed to save people, it is no different from killing, in fact, their true qi, not many people can easily bear it. The same is true of wind and fire, this is not its strong point at all, two little guys, you look at me, I look at you, there is nothing to be done for a while.

"Go away"!

After Jing Yao was shaken by Feng Wu for a while, he coughed lightly a few times, even if it was just a few slight coughs, it seemed to be able to affect all the meridians around him, making him almost unconscious in pain again. Forcibly propping up a residual true qi, after saying these four words, he turned to the frosted eggplant, and his true qi suddenly dispersed, although the corners of his mouth could still move a few bites slightly, but no word came out of his mouth.

"No", Feng Wu shouted sadly, and said in grief: "Brother, you are the way you are now, how can you let me and Fenghuo leave safely, not to mention, my blood is fused with your blood, even if I die, Feng Wu will be with you."

At this time, she is not like a child who doesn't understand anything, but has the kind of resoluteness that many adults dare not face death.

Fenghuo didn't speak, looked at his pale face fixedly, and shook his head slowly and resolutely.

Jing Yao smiled miserably, but it affected the hearts of the surroundings again, and he couldn't help frowning and coughing lightly. "Alas", he sighed silently in his heart, relieved, but also secretly sighed at the heartfelt heart of Feng Wu and Feng Huo, knowing that he was dead but still jumping into this fire pit, why bother?

At this moment, how he wished that the two little ones could rebel madly and leave him here alone, maybe they would be able to survive!

"Rustle, rustle", a slow footstep suddenly sounded in the woods, instantly interrupting his thoughts that were faintly visible in the electric light. He didn't have to think about it, he knew that he was coming, and he was going to come after all.