Nangong Jin's heart was weak, and the strength of his attack slowed down a little, giving Feng Zheng a chance to breathe.

Originally, Nangong Jin was a powerhouse in the Innate Extreme Realm, and the gap between Feng Zhengsheng's half-step innate and him was not small, and now there was only a hard support left.

But now Nangong Jin has concerns, which just happened to let Feng Regeneration seize the opportunity and save the disadvantaged situation a little.

Thundered!

The battle between Fang Xiu and Huikong became more and more intense, and the vibration caused by it became more and more intense.

The divine soldiers are sharp, Huikong has the experience of the past, at this time, even if he has innate Gang Qi, he does not dare to take Tai'a's edge, only to use the majestic Gang Qi to swing away Fang Xiu's sword edge.

Fang Xiu didn't care about this, Huikong was afraid of Tai'a's edge, but he pressed forward step by step.

As for whether he relied on the advantages of the divine soldiers to bully others, Fang Xiu had never had such an idea.

Whew!

The sword qi is criss-crossed, and the sound of the piano is endless.

After knowing Huikong's concerns, Tai'a seemed to show his former demeanor in Fang Xiu's hands, and a divine weapon was gradually waking up, slowly revealing his grandeur.

Suddenly!

The innate qi was suddenly retracted, Huikong put his hands together, and he still didn't make any movement when the sword qi came to his body, but just faintly pronounced a Buddha name, and a compassionate aura emanated from him.

At the same time, Huikong's face also became peaceful, and the palm with a smile on the corner of his mouth was flat, and the true temperature was as moist as jade, and when the sword qi could be touched, the killing sword qi suddenly stagnated, and then disappeared in front of Huikong.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

Huikong said compassionately, and pushed out again with a single palm, and an invisible fluctuation spread out around him, and after the ubiquitous sword qi touched this fluctuation, it was all annihilated.

For that moment, Fang Xiu had an urge to let go of Tai'a.

However, in the blink of an eye, the sword intent dispelled this feeling.

For a moment, Huikong seemed to have transformed into a Buddha, and his every move contained a compassionate atmosphere, and this fluctuation continued to spread, so that the people of the Feng family and the Nangong family were affected.

Many people unconsciously put down the blades in their hands, and a compassionate expression appeared on their faces, as if they were laughing but not laughing, crying and crying, which made people feel weird.

"Presumptuous!"

Fang Xiu burst into a shout, and the sword intent exploded with his burst, but in a breath, this fluctuation was torn to pieces.

Tai'a Sword was wrapped in an endless edge, and slashed towards Huikong.

Withdraw!

Huikong reacted immediately, the edge of the divine soldier was not something he could use to hard-connect with his body, and his body exploded backwards almost at the same time.

But he's fast, and there are those who are faster than him.

Boom!

A sword light pierced the night sky, and an incomparable sword qi slashed through the void, as if breaking through the barrier between heaven and earth, cutting through the barrier of space, and blasting towards Huikong.

Sting!

The robe on Huikong's body broke in response, and he even felt a slight tingling in his chest, as if something had pierced it.

Withdraw!

Retreat!

The shadow of death hung over his heart, and Huikong's figure retreated again and again, but the sword light followed him like a shadow, and no matter where he retreated, it always followed, as if it could pierce his chest in the next moment.

"Drink!"

Huikong let out a deep sigh, and his palms suddenly closed, accurately squeezing the snow-white sword body of Bingluo.

The sword light is gone!

At the same time, Huikong snorted, and blood flowed from his chest, staining his robe red.

I saw a small section of the sword body, which happened to be about half an inch or so away from Huikong's body, but fortunately Huikong made a timely move, otherwise this sword would be enough to stab him through.

But Rao is like this, and Huikong is not comfortable.

Rumble!

Infinite sword qi erupted on the Ice Spirit Sword, and Huikong's hands holding the sword body suddenly flew with flesh and blood, but Huikong endured the severe pain and pointed at the side of the sword body and slammed the sword body to the side.

With a blow of repulsion, Huikong immediately distanced himself from Fang Xiu, looking down at the palm that revealed deep white bones, the sharp pain did not distort his face, on the contrary, it became calm.

"Master Fang Shi's swordsmanship is superb, and the poor monk has learned it!"

Looking at Fang Xiu, who was holding Tai'a in one hand, and the ice spirit had already entered the sheath at some point, Huikong's eyes looked at the other party deeply, and the sword qi on the wound on his palm lingered, making the blood dripping constantly.

If the last time he didn't check for a while, he was defeated in the hands of Fang Xiu because of the divine soldiers.

So this time, Huikong has nothing to say.

Fang Xiu's last sword made him threaten death for the first time, even if he had met many powerhouses of the same realm, there were only a few people who could really give him this feeling.

And these people, each of them have been immersed in the innate realm for an unknown number of years, and they have already traveled a long distance on the road of the innate extreme realm.

Fang Xiu is an acquired martial artist who has never even broken the boundary between heaven and man.

"The affairs of Nanshan Mansion are not something you can meddle in, if you don't retreat, you will die!"

Tai'a Jian Feng pointed at Fang Xiu in a domineering manner, and the sword intent moved with his thoughts, locking on Huikong.

At this moment, Huikong seemed to be targeted by something terrible, and he felt an inexplicable chill all over his body.

Sword Intent!

Huikong is well-informed, how can he not know that this is sword intent.

Compared to Fang Xiu's sword, the other party's use of sword intent made Huikong not feel much surprised and surprised.

At his level and talent, the rumor of sword intent is the existence of the grandmaster's stepping stone, which is nothing to Huikong, and even the martial arts grandmaster is not an insurmountable moat in Huikong's eyes.

In comparison, that terrible sword made Huikong care more.

"Amitabha!"

Huikong pronounced a Buddha horn, his blood-drenched hands closed slightly, and after glancing at Fang Xiu, he immediately turned around and left.

From beginning to end, Huikong didn't say anything.

Defeat is defeat, Huikong can't deny his defeat, and he is not sure that he will be Fang Xiu's opponent.

Especially now that his hands are hit hard, his strength is ten to five or six, and he will not be Fang Xiu's opponent.

Moreover, he was not sure if Fang Xiu could cut such a sword again, if he could, the probability that he would be able to follow this time was very small.

Huikong didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't want to gamble.

Huikong retreated, much to the surprise of the rest of the group.

They didn't expect that Fang Xiu had really defeated a powerhouse of the Innate Extreme Realm, and he was also a master of the Shaolin Temple.

You must know that the last time Xiao Xuan was forced to retreat, Xiao Xuan did not show any flaws, so they didn't know that Xiao Xuan had been injured at that time.

So compared with the last time, this time Huikong's defeat undoubtedly increased a little more shock.

The eyes of the rest of the people looking at Fang Xiu also completely changed at this moment.

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