After a short period of dizziness, a cool breeze woke up the already desperate people, and hugged each other with the joy of the rest of their lives, Yun Yishan dispersed the gathered spiritual power, and silently looked at his son-in-law, this expression was really bright!

"Bastard!" Yun Qinghe slammed down with his right hand, such a big formation was actually just a false move, this bastard didn't think about a head-to-head duel, sword intent! From the beginning, he used sword intent to interfere with his thoughts, creating a dangerous atmosphere, so that he didn't dare to shoot at will, and the fight with Hei Yu was also a variety of virtual and real correspondence, which disturbed everyone's judgment.

Hei Yu was also a little annoyed, this person was too light-hearted, so he couldn't see what he was thinking at all, and asked unwillingly: "Childe, the thing is still in their hands, do you need to chase it?"

Yun Qinghe shook his head helplessly, and said coldly: "Forget it, the situation is still under control, with our strength, it is useless, this Han Xiao is indeed extraordinary, looking forward to the next meeting!"

The grass and trees are clear, the night is slightly cold, the insects in the grove are constantly chirping, Feng Jianfei stands on a big tree, looking into the distance, he holds the burning embers tightly, there is always an uneasiness in his heart, is it Hanxiao? or something else?

"Goal set, ready for action!"

The silver-faced man waved his hand and ordered, and the ten black-clothed men drew their weapons and scattered towards the grove, and black shadows appeared in the night sky, killing the people resting in the forest with unconcealed killing intent.

"Are you coming!" Feng Jianfei's eyes became cold, pulled out the burning embers, jumped down, and forced back the two people who came by the surprise attack with a ferocious slash, one foot on the ground, the body turned, the long sword in his hand swept over, blocking the attack of the other two, the cold air in his left hand lingered, and two ice needles slashed out, swinging away the two long swords that went straight to Wu Yue.

He Qiong and the others reacted, pulled out the sword next to him to block the attack of the other black-clothed people, and tacitly protected Wu Yue in the middle, only a short fight, He Qiong and the others had just bandaged the wound and soaked blood, and the chaotic aura showed that they couldn't last long at all.

The silver-faced man looked at the black-haired young man in the field, this kind of strength and moves are definitely not a person in the army! He jumped over, and in the gap between Fengjian Fei's moves, he made a decisive move.

In the face of the four sharp blades that came from the sandwich, he swung his sword sideways, and the dancing long sword picked all the blades apart, supported the ground with one hand, and rose with the force, the long sword slashed out with the rotating figure, forcing several people to retreat again and again, and the moment he landed, the long sword swept out, stirring up a strong sword light.

"Not good!" A sense of crisis came from behind him, he immediately flew back and turned around, and the long sword slashed out, only to see the silver-faced man dodge and dodge it, and slammed it down with a punch.

Feng Jianfei's left arm was horizontal, and the ice condensed, but under the tyrannical fist, the ice crystals were all shattered, and he lost his fulcrum and fell to the ground hard, without the slightest stop, the long sword slashed the ground, turned over, and his somewhat numb left hand slashed out a cold light to force away the black-clothed man who was sneaking away.

The silver-faced man looked at Feng Jianfei, who had just stood firm, and said without a trace of emotion: "Quick reaction, this person is handed over to me, you can kill the target quickly!"

"Not good!" Once the ten people were surrounded, He Qiong and the others couldn't resist at all, he galloped past, trying to stop the man in black from leaving, only to see the silver-faced man blocking in front of him, and the attack like a storm was coming, forcibly interrupting the direction of Feng Jian Fei.

He repelled Feng Jianfei with one punch, the surging spiritual power covered his whole body, and his body was covered with a red glow, and he said indifferently: "If you want to save people, you better take care of yourself first!"

The silver-faced man rushed by, his scorching breath stirring up a wave of heat, and his swinging fists slammed into the long sword, and the strong force shook his mouth numbly.

"Qian Feng!"

He Qiong struggled to cut away the attacks of the two and pounced on Qian Feng, only to see two long knives accompanied by two lines of blood swaying in the air, Qian Feng moved forward with a hideous face, grasping a long knife with a fleshy hand, not afraid of life and death, the long sword ruthlessly cut off the head of the man in black, but the other long knife pierced into his heart without hindrance, his body lost support, and slowly fell to the ground.

The furious He Qiong shook back the man in black with a sword, his left hand turned into a palm and pierced the opponent's chest, on the side of his body, avoiding the vital point, two long knives stabbed into his abdomen, without the slightest hesitation, the long sword was swung out with a backhand, and the blade of the sword slashed through the throats of the two.

"No, if you go on like this, you will die!" Feng Jian Fei stopped his retreating figure, the sword style in his hand changed, and forcibly met the attack of the silver-faced man, his left hand clenched into a fist, and Tianchen Juexue continued to blast out, and for a while the situation began to reverse, his fists were connected, and the powerful force opened up in waves, Feng Jian Fei jumped up, and the long sword in his hand held up the holy brilliance, and slashed down with his figure.

"Dawn!"

The dawn of dawn, the dawn of heaven and earth, far beyond his own strength poured out, the silver-faced man seemed to be a little surprised, his feet were slashed, his right fist was concentrated, the dazzling red light gathered in his hand, and a punch burst out, like a slowly rising sun, with a blazing brilliance shining in the sky.

"Sun!"

The light of dawn was drowned in the glow of the scorching sun, Feng Jianfei's sword light was ruthlessly destroyed, and his body was slammed away, but the direction he fell was He Qiong's battlefield, forcibly pressing the churning qi and blood, and the spiritual power exploded, the air was frozen, and the ice covered the body of the man in black, making their movements stiff, and the pause of this second directly determined their fate, and the blood of the Dao Dao was sprinkled in the air, He Qiong and the others were no longer able to support it, and they fell in a pool of blood one after another.

Fengjian flew to the ground, panting heavily, although this type of "ice" consumed too much spiritual power in the body, but it solved all the people in black and saved the lives of He Qiong and others.

"Does it make sense for you to do this?" The silver-masked man walked slowly, the flames rose everywhere he passed, the grass and trees were burning, and he said in a cold voice: "You consume most of your spiritual power to solve them, how much spiritual power is there to fight with me, you still have hope of escaping, but now, I'm afraid you have to stay here with them!"

But judging by the degree of spiritual intent, it should only be the spirit realm, and Han Xiao is not even afraid of fighting in the spirit king realm, so what reason can he be afraid! Even if I can't reach their level, I can't be too far behind, and the realm is not insurmountable.

His eyes were like torches, the infinite battle intent was condensed, the long sword in his hand waved lightly, the burning embers were psychic, and he felt the unprecedented battle intent of Feng Jian Fei, and the bright sword body voluntarily ignited the flames of black and white, this time it was up to me to protect your life, and I would defend my own glory, the sword heart was clear, the human sword resonated, and the weak will rose with his momentum.

"Hmm!" Looking at the young man who took the initiative to attack, the silver-faced man was a little surprised, he was really young and ignorant, he spread out his hands, the pure power of fire wrapped around his body, his body flashed, and he met the attack of Feng Jian Fei, and he dared to harden steel during menstruation, what reason did he have to refuse!

The figures of the two of them were constantly staggered in the air, the sword light and red rays were intertwined with each other, and the power of the collision made a loud noise, and the silver-faced man ruthlessly swung his fist, blasting away the sword light of Feng Jian Fei again and again, and his body was volleyed in the air, and a punch blasted out, sandwiched with earth-shattering flames, accompanied by the extreme high temperature that swept Feng Jianfei's whole body.

"Burning the sky!"

At this moment, Feng Jianfei felt like he was in a furnace, his body, spiritual power, and soul were about to be melted, this was the first time he felt such heat, this temperature of imminent death.

"No, it's not enough, if I can't bear it, what else can I do! What I cherish, the people I love, and myself, must be guarded by myself, with the sword in my hand to guard, burn, let's fight for what we cherish!"

The long sword roared, a will arose, his sword heart began to transform, the will to protect will swallow up that weak mind, the heart of protection was finally formed, his heart and will were carried by the sword, and the sword intent was first formed!

"The heart of a child, the heart of the mind, the heart of the sword is made and then the intention is achieved, is this kind of way really your limit? The way of guardianship can be described as the strongest, it can also be said to be the weakest, can you go on!" With a long sigh, a complicated look appeared on his face, and the child echoed, that intention is still ......

The sword intent is added, the spiritual power is gathered, and the perfect combination of force and intention is the foundation of the spiritual artistic conception.

The long sword slashed through the attack of the silver-faced man, the long sword swung, and countless sword lights intertwined, scattering his huge spiritual power, separated in one go, Feng Jian flew to the ground, his breath was even more messy, and the spiritual power in his body could no longer support a strong battle, just with this initial sword intent, he couldn't win.

The silver-faced man is now very surprised, and he has realized the sword intent when he breaks through the battle, although it is very weak, but after all, it is a very strong martial arts intent, is such a genius killed? or killed? A little entangled, he just helped out of the task, how could he encounter such a thing, just when he hesitated, Feng Jianfei's last killing move had arrived.

"Idiot!"

The two scolded almost at the same time, the silver-faced man clenched his fists, and the power of burning the sky gathered, facing the terrifying sword of Feng Jian Fei, he said that he still had to do it with all his might, like the light of the sun, shining on all things in heaven and earth, raising the spirit of all things, and burning the sky to destroy the world.

"Morning dew!"

"Burning the sky!"

The morning dew brings the vitality of all things, melts the hope of rebirth, and quietly drips in the mortal world, opening the curtain of the day, it carries the infinite beauty in the heart, and the expectation of holiness, even if it is a drop of water, it can also break the world and thousands of worlds.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the light overflowed, and the restless spiritual power between heaven and earth settled down inexplicably, and the grass and trees that had already died gradually had a trace of vitality, and the breeze blew through, blowing away that layer of filth, and the heaven and earth took on a new look.

The silver-faced man stood quietly on one side, a sweet mouth, a wisp of blood slowly flowed down the mask, looking at this quiet night sky, his eyes jumped, he didn't know what to think, and finally looked at the young man who knelt on the ground, without any resistance, and said a little complicatedly: "You actually know this level of sword skills, it's really rare, but unfortunately, you still lost, the gap in the realm is not what you can cross now!"

Feng Jian flew directly to the ground, looking at the bright night sky, a smile appeared on his face: "If you can play to this extent, you have no regrets." ”

"But if you are defeated, life and death are in my hands, do you think I will kill you?" asked the silver-faced man with interest, why did this kid feel fearless.

Feng Jianfei closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "I don't know if you can kill me or not, but I know that you definitely can't kill me!"

The silver-faced man paused slightly, and said a little playfully: "So confident, it seems that you still don't understand the current situation!"

"Yes, you don't know the situation at all, he's back, you can't kill me, because I'm covered by him!"