Nie Jie's kendo is a ghost dao, the more people you kill, the stronger your kendo is, and the heavier your murderous aura.

Fufeng looked at the battlefield indifferently, Nie Jie had already left the field, a new top master had come up, looking at the costumes, he should be a member of the semi-hermit family, and the word 'sword' was embroidered on the clothes, which was also a sword cultivator.

The ancient sword gate, the master of the young sect sword song, this ancient sword gate has been in seclusion for many years, and every ten years there will be a top young man who comes out to practice, this kind of strong man of the secluded sect is generally not willing to offend, including pseudo-immortals, demigods, pseudo-demons and other clans, because provoking this kind of powerful sect is tantamount to setting himself on fire.

Fufeng glanced at the rest of the people, and this person named Jian Ge and Nie Jie were a threat to him, if he didn't want to expose his background, Nie Jie and Jian Ge would have a fight, and it would be best to lose both.

Fufeng laughed when he thought about it, but he didn't want to think about this good thing.

The sword in the palm of the sword song has reached the point of perfection, and it can gather qi into a sword with a snap of his fingers, killing people in an instant.

The two battles were easier than imagined, Jian Ge didn't even move his feet, he defeated the enemy under the sword, the opponents were all heavy losses, and it was a question of whether he could be saved.

There are ten people left.

Fufeng stepped into the battlefield with a war stick in his hand, swept a thousand jun with a stick, and did not leave a chance for the other party at all, so he beat the momentum first, and the war stick broke the opponent's sword and forcibly blasted the two of them.

Withdraw!

Fufeng didn't have the ability to do it, and it's good to save a little strength now.

In the next game, there was a master of the pseudo-demon clan, he fought two battles in a row, and after defeating the master of the human race, he found that the opponent was only six people left, if he retreated, Nie Jie could just kill two weaker cultivators, and he could preserve his strength, and the most important thing was that Fufeng would meet with Jian Ge.

Wow!

The master of the pseudo-demon clan made a decision immediately, chose to rest, and left the battlefield to Nie Jie.

Nie Jie was still strong, killing two Terran masters in a row, and the deceased had a narrow sword mark on his neck, and even the blood did not overflow, which showed how fast it was.

Nie Jie couldn't help but smile when he looked at the masters of Fufeng, Jian Ge and the pseudo-demon clan who were still left.

Wow......

Shout!

Nie Jie retreated, leaving the battlefield to Fufeng and Jiange, which means that if Fufeng wants to enter the rematch, he will lose three masters in a row!

What's even more terrifying is that Fufeng has to kill the young master of Sword Song and the pseudo-demon before he can meet Sword Song!

There is simply no opportunity to rest.

Fu Feng touched his nose, stepped into the battlefield, looked at the sword song of the rich gods, and said with a smile, "Little brother, it's okay for you to abstain? ”

Jian Ge was silent for a while, looked at the murderous aura in the eyes of the pseudo-demon master and Nie Jie's ghostly aura, his fingertips moved, and the sword came out of the sheath.

"Three moves, if I don't defeat you, you will admit defeat. ”

The sword song is extremely powerful, the scabbard pierces the void and inserts it into the mountain, the sword with both hands, the ten fingers are intertwined, and ten war swords are derived, the sword light is soul-grabbing, the fairy aura is soaring, and the sword qi is particularly powerful.

"Ten Thousand Swords in the Sky!"

Whoa......

Recite!!

Each of the ten battle swords evolved into ten more, and then evolved again until it reached ten thousand sword lights, overwhelming the world, forming a huge sword mound!

Fufeng's big hand shook, and the long stick turned into a dragon swimming in the sky, like a dragon in ten thousand ways.

Recite!!

The dragon roared angrily in the mountains and rivers, and the air was thousands of miles away, and it fought back strongly.

Boom Boom!!

Bang bang bang!!

The qi sword and the battle stick Canglong are hedged, the light is shining, the two of them are swords and sticks, the opponent's skills are extremely strong, and the wind is even stronger, and the king-level secret technique exudes the power of the monstrous king, and the momentum of destruction and decay crushes the qi sword.

In an instant, the Ten Thousand Swords and the Ten Thousand Dao Canglong shattered, shattering the void, leaving only the battle stick and the immortal sword body to fight.

"Defeated!"

Rumble!!

Buzz————————

Fu Feng was full of energy, and he did not use the power in the human emperor space, he needed to save his strength to kill the pseudo-demon master, and then fight the ghost Xiu Nie Jie.

The battle stick was filled with the order of the royal rank, and the ancient sword of the shock trembled and swung in all directions.

"Swing the sky!"

Wow!!

The battle stick was full of energy, and it strongly cut off the connection between the sword song and the sword, and completely smashed the ancient sword into the void.

"Suppression!"

Fufeng pressed his fingers, the battle stick was like a broken bamboo, and the rainbow battlefield, the dragon fell from the sky, and pressed down the sword song himself.

There is no need for three moves at all, because Fufeng will not give him a chance to make three moves!

Rumble!!

Recite!!

The dragon roared angrily, shattering the void.

The sword song was horrified, his hands were sealed, and the sword body soared into the sky.

Bang!!

The first-order body of the sword song turned into a giant sword and soared into the sky, and the real human realm with the ancient aura was shocked, this ancient sword hidden world powerhouse was really powerful, and the heroes who came out at any time were terrified.

Boom Boom!!

Wow!

The sword song turned into a sword and soared into the sky, slashing strongly on the head of the stick.

Bang!!

The two attacks hedged in mid-air, destroying the withering and decaying, like the Big Bang, the two divine lights hedged, and the sword song smashed the void with his feet.

Shout!!

The figure of Fufeng flickered, jumping into the void, stepping on the breeze and floating clouds, the figure was extremely elegant, and stepped directly on the tail of the stick, like a star, the pressed war stick rushed down, and completely crushed the undefeated momentum of the sword song.

Boom Boom!!

Click......

Jian Ge's body fell rapidly, and the sword gang on his body was almost scattered, his black hair danced, and his face was hideous.

Bang!!

Jian Ge was suppressed to the ground by Fufeng, his legs were staggered, and he resisted Fufeng's suppression.

Fufeng stepped on the battle stick, and pressed down with both palms staggered.

The tide is sinking!

Rumble!!

Jian Ge seemed to be holding a star, his arms were bruised, his body was about to be burned, he knelt on one leg, his body was rickety, and if he didn't admit defeat, he was estimated to be crushed to death by Fufeng on the ground.

Fufeng has already used the space of the human emperor, and it is not easy to control the advantage, and the power can only be consumed, otherwise if it is contained, the power consumed will be even more.

Hiss!

The master of the pseudo-demon clan couldn't imagine that Fufeng would be so strong!

The runes on Fufeng's body flickered, and the runes in the sea of knowledge were even more soul-grabbing, exuding a powerful law and order, penetrating out from Fufeng's feet, pressing on the battle stick, and the power waved towards the sword song in waves.

Bang!!

Click......

Jian Ge knelt on his legs, his seven orifices were bleeding, his pupils were deep, and he roared, "I admit defeat!"

Call......

Fufeng exhaled a breath of turbidity, immediately gathered his strength, and rushed into the sky with a war stick in his hand.

The clothes on Jian Ge's body were shattered, his clothes were ragged, and he was lying on the ground panting, undecided.

Fu Feng immediately seized this opportunity and drank several sips of high-grade spiritual liquid in a row to fill the deficit in his body.

In these few short moves, he poured out forty percent of his strength, fortunately Jian Ge did not fight to the death, otherwise he would have at most fifty percent of his strength left, and if he wanted to fight against the pseudo-demon master and the ghost cultivator Nie Jie, there was basically no hope of victory.

Jian Ge was sent out of the battlefield by the powerhouse of the Dao Palace Realm!

The pseudo-demon directly drew his knife and slashed directly at Fufeng, not giving Fufeng time to rest at all.

Fufeng Shen thought of moving, the stick swept the mountains and rivers, and pressed against the pseudo-demon, a stick swept the sky, and the shadow of the stick continued, this time the war stick carried a different fire pole yang and refining the sky, and it would burn if it was touched.

Bang bang bang!!

Rumble!!

The baton rained down on the knife, and the bones of the hands of both sides were numb.

Bang!!

Rumble!!

The wind whirlwind whirlwind, and the legs came out together.

Bang bang bang!!

Fufeng's deadly chain kicks were even more terrifying, and each kick hit the chest of the pseudo-demon master.