The cold words, as if the demon god from the Nine Shadows groaned softly, hit the heart directly.

The Fire Clan boy was startled, but when he turned around, he saw a grim face appearing a foot in front of him.

The owner of that face is Feng Yi.

The fingers of his right hand were like knives, and he leaned forward slightly, hovering over the lower abdomen dantian of the Fire Clan boy.

As long as Feng Yi used a little force, he could break through his body, abolish his dantian, and make him a mortal.

But he didn't, he had other plans.

"You...... It's a light work. ”

The Fire Clan boy suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly retreated with shock.

Feng Yi didn't chase after him, but just stood proudly in place, his black clothes fluttering in the wind, staring at him with cold eyes, unmoving.

"Oh, what a good chance to kill. ”

Qiu Ping couldn't help but sigh again and again when he saw that Feng Yi didn't kill with one blow.

At the same time, Wei Tian, who suppressed his injuries with the help of the healing pill, had also left the boat and came to the riverbank with the support of the girl in pink and surrounded by all the sailors and boatmen.

Looking at the battlefield from afar, Wei Tianyi frowned slightly and sighed loudly.

A boatman had a vicious eye, and saw clearly that Feng Yifang had just left his hand, and thought that he disdained to sneak attack and kill the enemy, so he hurriedly shouted: "Little brother, he is a miscellaneous crumbler of the Fire Clan, but a mortal enemy of the Jin Clan, so there is no need to tell him any etiquette." ”

Feng Yi glanced at the sailor and bowed slightly.

Looking at the Fire Clan boy again, he had stopped two feet in front of him.

The four eyes met, the Fire Clan boy frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Who are you?"

Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "A certain person never says his name and surname to someone who is about to die. ”

"What a rampant boy, if you don't say it, do you think that this son can't guess it?"

The clear eyes of the Fire Clan boy rolled, "You are the second in the Xuan List, Bai Yan? No, it is said that Bai Yan is the same as Luo Bing in the first place and Xiang Lingzhu in the third, and she is also a girl." Yes, you are the fourth on the Xuan List, and you can't do casual cultivation?"

Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, "You know a lot about the Jin family. ”

"That's natural, my son is here to pick the sword and the Tianer list, so naturally I put in a little more effort in advance. ”

The Fire Clan boy looked at Feng Yi from top to bottom and asked, "No, I have always had a question that I haven't figured out, is your Jin Clan's western realm yin prosperous and yang declining? Why are the top three on the Xuan List all girls? There is no boy?"

"It's not that I can't. Feng Yi said coldly.

"It's not that it can't?" the Fire Clan boy was stunned, "Then who are you? Fifth Yu Liang? No, he is said to be a dead fat man." The sixth desire? That's not right, it's said that he's blind......"

Talking to myself, babbling.

Qiu Ping saw that Feng Yi still didn't make a move, and shouted: "Brother, if you have anything to say to him, just kill him." ”

On the other side, several boatmen from the White Sand Gang also chimed in, "Kill him directly, so that he knows how powerful my Jin clan is." ”

In the end, the Fire Clan boy couldn't guess who Feng Yi was, so he had to shrug his shoulders and ask again, "Hey, who are you?

Feng Yi stared at him, his brows suddenly trembled, and his face was a little weird.

He suddenly discovered that this Fire Clan boy had no Adam's apple.

If you don't have an Adam's apple, you're not a man. Not a man, only a woman.

He, no, she, turned out to be a woman?

"You're really, dumb as a piece of wood, and you don't say anything when asked. The Fire Clan girl dressed as a man had anger on her face and glared at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi shook his head, "When you come to the Jin Clan, you should be ready to die at any time. ”

With that, he suddenly picked up the Wind Chaser Technique and rushed to the side of the Fire Clan girl. A punch was slammed into the face.

In this punch, Feng Yi did not use Yuan Force, but simply used the power of flesh and blood.

He wanted to verify what his current combat power was.

Since leaving the Xiaowu Altar, Feng Yi had only fought a few battles with the Emperor Devouring Crocodile and a few low-level demon beasts, as well as the black-clothed man who attacked Qiu Ping, but they were all overwhelming.

There is an overwhelming advantage, and it is difficult to verify how strong its own combat power is.

And now, this girl from the Fire Clan is the touchstone of Feng Yi.

A punch straight into the face, leaving no room for error.

The fist wind was violent, stirring the air and vibrating, and it vaguely seemed to be a dragon's groan.

The Fire Clan girl smelled the fist wind, and subconsciously wanted to draw a sword to counterattack. But before the sword trick was pinched, she noticed that Feng Yi's iron fist was not mixed with Yuan Force.

What is the practice of fighting against the enemy and not using Yuan Li?

Is it conceit, is it arrogance, is it contempt?

The Fire Clan girl suddenly became competitive, and secretly thought, "Okay! If you don't use Yuan Li, then I don't need to." ”

Immediately, a palm was slapped out, and he rushed away to meet Feng Yi's iron fist.

The fists and palms intersected, forcing the air to not diverge, and it burst open.

In the muffled sound, Feng Yi stood in place, unmoving. The Fire Clan girl took three steps back in succession, her right arm was sore, and it was difficult to lift it.

"What a hard bone, such a strong body, so much strength. ”

The Fire Clan girl's heart was shocked, and after shaking her right arm, she looked directly at Feng Yi and asked, "How did you refine this body? ”

Feng Yi smiled coldly and punched again.

For the punch just now, Feng Yi didn't use martial arts, nor did he use Yuan Force, and as for the power of flesh and blood, he only used seventy percent.

Now this punch, he used ten percent of his flesh and blood.

The fist wind was three points more fierce, and the Fire Clan girl heard the wind and changed color, and she didn't dare to hold it up anymore, so she hurriedly drummed up Yuan Li and her hands. The two palms came out together, and he was about to knock Feng Yi back with a single blow, so that he knew that if he wanted to be arrogant, he would have to pay a sufficient price.

The fists touched and parted, and the sound of the air explosion was three times louder than the last time.

The fierce waves of qi spread out in all directions, rolled up the fallen leaves and gravel all over the ground, and plunged into the river, down the south.

"Pedal ......"

Feng Yi took eight steps back, and the Fire Clan girl took three steps back, and she was high.

"With the power of flesh and blood alone, it is still difficult to shake the Xuan Realm Xuan Xiu. ”

Feng Yi secretly wondered in his heart, but heard Qiu Ping shouting, "Brother, what are you doing, why don't you use Yuan Li?"

On the other side, Wei Tian seemed to see the doorway, and said softly: "He is verifying his cultivation." ”

"What?" the girl in pink blurted out without hearing clearly.

Wei Tian glanced at Feng Yi deeply and said, "He is verifying his cultivation. ”

"If you don't use Yuan Li, you can regret the Fire Clan, although you are slightly defeated, but ...... What kind of cultivation is he?" asked the girl in pink.

Wei Tian shook his head, "It looks like an inner realm, but it's definitely not." ”

"Who the hell is he?" asked the girl in pink again.

Wei Tian still shook his head, "I don't know." ”

On the battlefield, the Fire Clan girl saw that Feng Yi retreated, "hehe" smiled and said, "Boy, right?"

Feng Yi nodded, "It's too big, try my punch again." ”

After that, he bullied himself again and slammed his fist.

When the punch came out, a red dragon spirit suddenly passed from left to right in Feng Yi's eyes. Yuan Li drummed, and hurriedly radiated from the floating Yuan Li dragon fetus in the Jiang Palace, wandered the meridians, and rushed to the right fist.

The two genera of wood and fire are mixed, and the pure and vigorous Yuan Force is limited by cultivation, and it is not allowed to radiate out of the sealed body, but under the surface of his right arm, it condenses into patches of orange-red dragon scales.

The dragon scales are stacked, and the dragon is fainted, but because of the cover of the sleeves, outsiders can't see it.

The fire surged wildly, igniting the wood gas and increasing the power of the fire gas. As the Yuan Force spread, the dragon scales gradually covered Feng Yi's right fist.

The Fire Clan girl saw it really and exclaimed, "Beast Magic, are you from the Water Tribe?"

Before she could say a word, Feng Yi's dragon fist had already smashed her outstretched right palm.

"Boom!"

The popping sound is crisp and neat.

The Fire Clan girl was shocked and flew out, smashing more than a dozen ancient trees that were the thickness of the two of them before finally stopping her body.

She staggered to her feet, opening her mouth and squirting out a large mouthful of blood. I felt a hot pain in the palm of my right hand, and a fiery fire like a dragon cloaking fire rushed to myself along the palm of my right hand.

When he raised his right palm, he saw that the skin and flesh in his palm were burned into a piece of pitch-black charcoal by the blazing fire.

The horror in the heart of the Fire Clan girl is even worse than the churning waves in the Baisha River.

"This ...... What kind of cultivation is he?

As soon as the thought turned, I heard the strong wind and the dark shadow.

Feng Yi replaced the knife with his hand and slashed fiercely.

Through this three punches in a row, Feng Yi tried his cultivation. Without the use of Yuan Li, the physical body alone is enough to compete with the early stage of Xuan Xiu in the Xuan Realm.

After using Yuan Li, Feng Yi thought to himself, and it was difficult to have an opponent below the Xuan Realm.

As for the Transformation Yuan Realm above the Xuan Realm, Feng Yi had never seen it, so it was not easy to determine if he was enough to compete.

But thinking about it, it should be a little inferior, because Xiao Wu once said that Feng Yi's combat power has not reached the Yuan Realm.

Xiao Wu is a demon god of another world, and he is an existence that is enough to compete with the southern ghost emperor Du Ziren, and his vision will never go wrong.

"No, when Xiao Wu said this, I hadn't cultivated the Immortal Dragon Body. Now that I have turned indestructible, the power of flesh and blood and the power of the Yuan complement each other, and the Xuan Cultivation of the Yuan Realm may not be unable to fight. ”

The thought flickered like electricity, and after thinking about this, Feng Yi's hand knife had also been chopped down.

If it is an ordinary Xuan Realm Xuan Cultivator, in the face of Feng Yi's sharp knife containing knife momentum, it will be unstoppable.

But that Fire Clan girl is not an ordinary Xuan Xiu, she has the confidence to go to the Jin Clan alone, and the sword picks the second list of Tianxuan, how can it be an ordinary Xuan Xiu?

Seeing the addition of the knife in her hand, the girl hurriedly turned over, turned into a cloud of smoke, and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already standing beside Feng Yi.

She had a cold face and cold eyes, and she no longer had the contemptuous demeanor she had before. With a pull of the sword trick in his right hand, the three-foot long sword that emitted a crimson streamer flew out of the Xuan bag again.

A sword crosses the air, stabbing the left rib of the seal.

Feng Yi felt it in his heart, and was busy using the dragon swimming technique, floating to avoid it. But I saw that the red long sword was like a spirit snake, following its own body path, changing its sword moves and cutting it back.

Feng Yi once thought that it was better to use the sword to control the sword with Yuan Li to perform the sword technique, than to use the sword in his hand to perform the sword technique.

But now he realized that he was wrong.

This Fire Clan girl is extremely skilled in controlling the sword with Yuan Li, and it is not inferior to holding the sword in her hand.

The sword is like a serpent, left or right. Feng Yi dodged three times, it was difficult to shake it off, and he immediately stood still, and slashed the sword body with a hand knife in an oblique stab.

The Fire Clan girl saw that he actually regretted the Xuanjian with his hand knife, and her heart was immediately overjoyed, "Ignorant boy, this Chiyang Sword in this palace is a five-grade Xuanjian, and you want to regret it with a pair of fleshy palms?"

Feng Yi had already seen that the grade of the Xuanjian was not low, and secretly compared it to the Open Heaven Blade.

Although his physical body has been indestructible, how can he resist the slashing of the five-rank Xuan soldiers?

The knife was cut halfway, Feng Yi's right hand trembled, and the knife technique changed immediately.

This knife combines the momentum of the gossip and the dragon's palm, and it is ever-changing.

The Fire Clan girl only felt that the sword shadow in front of her was terrifying, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. It seems that the knife that slashed at the Xuanjian is true, and it is possible that the knife that slammed himself is true.

She knew that Feng Yi was so easy that she didn't dare to joke with her life, so she immediately swung her sword to block.

The shadow of the knife dispersed, a hundred knives returned to one, and Feng Yi slashed directly at the door in front of him, and the momentum sank.

This is the sword technique evolved from the eighteen styles of the Heavenly Sword, the Lord is invincible, and all things are unstoppable.

"Bell ......"

Feng Yi's hand knife slashed at the side of the Fire Clan's sword to protect herself. Vigorously penetrating her body, the girl snorted and staggered back.

Feng Yi stepped on the dragon footwork, ravaged to catch up, and slashed at the back of the girl's neck with a backhand.

"Ahh

The girl screamed in pain, and the sword turned back behind her.

Feng Yi had already turned into a dragon and swept in front of her.

"Smack......

The middle palm of the right cheek is firm and crisp and pleasant.

The girl was ashamed and angry, and scolded: "You dog, dare to slap this palace." ”

With a twist of his body, he turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared from Feng Yi's line of sight.

When he reappeared, he was already standing ten zhang away from Feng Yi's left side.

Xuanjian traveled around, the Fire Clan girl chanted a spell in her mouth, and the sword trick changed again and again. The Xuanjian shook suddenly, dividing into eighteen crimson sword rays.

"This trick again?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Feng Yi's mouth.

He slapped the girl and did his best to humiliate her, just to force her to use life-saving occult techniques to further verify his combat power.