Feng Qingyang's movements were too fast, so fast that even the Xuanyuan Sword couldn't lock the target.

When Xuanyuan Sword slashed through the air with a sword, Feng Qingyang appeared in front of Su Qiubai in an instant like a ghost.

The cold right hand reached forward and pressed directly on the top of Su Qiubai's head.

Su Qiubai was stunned for a moment, but then his heart turned cold. Is this still manpower? Why don't you even have a little temperature? It's over, my brother is finished today, but he was hooked away by a little ghost.

"Ouch!" Just when he was secretly complaining in his heart, countless messages suddenly poured into his sea of knowledge.

The amount of information was huge, and even his sea of knowledge was faintly overloaded. In particular, the source of this information is the cold right hand.

But this cold feeling was quickly replaced by that message. He had zài in his mind, and apart from those messages, he didn't have any other thoughts.

"Smack!" Feng Qingyang's palm slowly left the top of Su Qiubai's head.

Maybe it's because of the output of that information, Feng Qingyang's whole person is even more blurred.

It used to be a physical existence, but now, like a shadow, if you don't look closely, you can't even see it!

Su Qiubai didn't see such a strange situation. At this time, he was facing one picture after another, and he felt shocked.

The first thing that appeared was the figure of a middle-aged Taoist priest, none other than the wind just now.

However, the scene is not a cave, but a mountain peak.

On the top of this mountain, there is not only one person who is clear and clear, but also many people in strange costumes. These people are men and women, looking at their costumes, and some of them are foreigners.

"Feng Qingyang, if you want to help the Demon Sect, you are not afraid that the current saint will blame you and kill you in Huashan?"

The one who spoke was a big man of different races, more than two meters tall, holding a mace in his hand. On the top of the stick, there are countless barbs.

"Demon Cult?" Feng Qingyang smiled faintly, waved his hand at the people wearing Hanfu behind him, and said, "I only know that he is a big Han citizen like me." ”

"Feng Qingyang, you are obsessed, now as long as you hand over Zhu Yuanzhang and others to us, we can let you go of Huashan."

"Zhu Yuanzhang?" Su Qiubai was taken aback, and said in his heart that Zhu Yuanzhang was not the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty? Why did you get here?

Also, didn't Zhu Yuanzhang appear in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer"? How did you get to "Smiling Proud Jianghu"?

Since there are Zhu Yuanzhang, what about Zhang Wuji? If you can learn what kind of great shift, or Jiuyang Divine Skill? Isn't he even more awesome?

He was pondering nonsense, and the wind cleared and shouted: "Needless to say, if it is not my race, its heart will be different." You Yuan people killed my Han people, how can I be in the same boat as you? ”

"Look for death!" The big man who spoke first waved his mace and shouted, "Kill him!" ”

"Kill him, kill Feng Qingyang, we are the number one sword in the world!"

Countless people shouted loudly at the same time, and the situation was simply earth-shattering. But the wind was clear and he didn't move, even the big men behind him were all fearless.

But these people are not doing very well? At least in Su Qiubai's opinion, they all looked like they were dying. Either there are injuries on the body, or they are lying on the ground and being watched.

But such a person, when the people on the opposite side rushed up, except for those who were lying on the ground and could not move, the rest of the people drew their blades.

"Come on, let you, the Yuan people, see how majestic we Han people are." The wind cleared a shout and jumped up to meet it.

The people behind him were also fearless, carrying the blades in their hands, and also rushed towards the group of alien men.

The battle was very tragic, especially the people behind Feng Qingyang, because they were wounded themselves, so they quickly fell to the upper hand in the battle.

It's just that the fighting style of these people is fierce and abnormal, and there is a man who was stabbed in the chest with a sword, and when he was dying, he inserted the sword in his hand into the opponent's chest and died with the other party.

Such scenes appear on the battlefield from time to time, especially the blood-boiling screams, even what Su Qiubai hears is full of blood.

In fact, he had long wanted to do it, but when he rushed forward, he found that to everyone, he was simply a transparent person.

No matter how many times his Xuanyuan sword stabbed, the target was still alive. Not to mention the blood on the body, there is not even a single wound.

Seeing this scene, he also understood, and estimated that he was like going to another space, and in addition to watching, it could not have any effect on the battle situation.

"The wind is clear, and it is said that your swordsmanship is the best in the world, and it seems that it is nothing more than that." A loud laugh suddenly appeared, and it immediately attracted Su Qiubai's gaze.

The one who laughed loudly was the big man with a mace just now, laughing while besieging Feng Qingyang with five or six people at the same time.

The wind that was surrounded in the middle was indeed on the left and right, and it seemed that there was no power to fight back.

"Go and help the Wind Hero." In that group of Han people, a horse-faced man shouted, and immediately three people broke away from the battle circle and pounced on the alien men.

It's just that they just took a few steps before they were surrounded by twice as many alien men. And in the blink of an eye, these three people were strangled by the aliens.

In the encirclement of "No ......", the wind was clear and suddenly let out a roar.

"No matter how loud you shout, it's useless." The alien man waved his mace and laughed fiercely: "Even if you are here, none of these remnants of the Demon Sect can escape." ”

'Whoa!' As soon as his voice fell, the figure of the wind suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of him.

But he could only stare blankly at Feng Qingyang, whose face was cold, and he couldn't say a word anymore.

"What a fast sword!" Looking at the long sword in the throat of the alien man, Su Qiubai couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

He saw clearly just now that Feng Qingyang not only had one thing here, but also escaped the siege of three people. The speed is simply breathtaking.

"Poof!" Feng Qingyang pulled his hand back, shook his wrist, and stabbed a big man next to him.

Before the man fell, his sword flashed again and again, and when he appeared in front of the other man, the men who had besieged him all fell.

"Congratulations to Feng Daxia for breaking through!" The Han people shouted in unison, and their voices were full of endless love.

It's just that as soon as Su Qiubai blinked an eye, he found that the scene in front of him had changed again, from the original mountain top to a big tree.

The alien big men disappeared, and those Han big men were also gone, except for the clear wind, what Su Qiubai saw was only a big tree three people thick.

Under the tree, Feng Qingyang, who was dancing with a sword, suddenly paused, and then shouted violently: "That's it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly rose up, and he stabbed a sword into the tree.

"Whew...... Click! When his men flew into the sky with the light of the sword, the big tree collapsed.

But the wind in the air did not stop, turning into a sword light, still flying straight towards the sky.

"Boom!" There were a few muffled sounds faintly in the clouds, as if the sky was angry when he found someone provoking.

"Break the sky!" With the roar of the wind, the snow-white light suddenly brightened, and under the strong wind, the clouds automatically parted to both sides, as if they were afraid of the sword light. ，

"Huh!" Su Qiubai felt a bright light in front of him, as if he had been blinded by the light of the sword.

When he was able to see again, he found himself in a different place.

"Isn't this the bald bird?" When he saw a big bird, he suddenly shouted.

It's just that the big bird didn't pay attention to him at all, and still fluttered its wings, constantly fighting with Feng Qingyang, who was holding a long sword.

The big bird sometimes turns into a big man, and sometimes returns to its body, fighting with the wind and the sky and the earth, and the fight is inseparable.

When a ray of light burst out of the sword, the giant bird suddenly let out a strange cry, and then the feathers on its wings fluttered to the ground.

A few drops of bright red blood spilled out, and when they reached the bottom of the clouds, it turned out to be like rain.

"Little Golden Wing, thank you for accompanying me to practice swords, so that I finally realized the perfect Heaven Breaking Sword."

"Old man, are you leaving?" The giant bird suddenly turned into a big man, and there was a bit of reluctance on his face.

The wind is clear but a lot more free, except for some emotion, there is more in his eyes, but there is a kind of fierce fighting spirit.

"Little Golden Wing, I only understood today what it means to enter the Tao with a sword. Before I leave, I will show you my perfect swordsmanship! ”

Su Qiubai suddenly cheered up, because he knew what kind of swordsmanship would always be the sword that was understood by Feng Qingyang.

"Whew!" In the flickering cold light, the long sword in Feng Qingyang's hand flickered left and right, and the sword light was gorgeous, like fireworks in the middle of the night.

Su Qiubai never imagined that a person's swordsmanship would be so gorgeous. But in this coolness, there is a trace of coldness, which is slowly fluttering.

"Not good!" When he felt the chill, he suddenly found that there was a layer of ice on his body.

Not only him, but also the big man who became a giant bird in the distance has long since turned into a big ice block. But on his face, there was still that deeply satisfied smile.

The spiritual power in his body was running rapidly, and Su Qiubai quickly melted the ice on his body, but he was secretly afraid in his heart.

Killing people in the invisible swordsmanship, probably this is the kind of swordsmanship, right? You obviously look gorgeous and colorful, but before you know it, you have been poisoned by the other party.

"Little Goldwing, goodbye!" The wind cleared and suddenly murmured, and then stomped on the ground with both feet, and his body flew towards the sky.

"Boom ......" thunder suddenly sounded, and a huge thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the clouds, and slashed down at the wind below.

"With a sword in hand, who can stop me from entering the way!" The sound of loud laughter and thunder rang out at the same time, but it steadily overpowered the thunder.

When that flash of sword light suddenly bloomed, the thunderbolt and the clouds disappeared almost at the same time. disappeared together, and there was a clear figure in the wind.

"Is this the way of the sword?" Su Qiubai's body suddenly stirred, and then, he saw the figure in front of him.