How Yun Hu guessed and grieved in his heart, Yan Hong naturally couldn't know, and he didn't bother to know, the little ghost who was scared by himself ten years ago, although he worked hard, he has practiced a good kung fu.

But this defeated general is a defeated general, and there is nothing to say.

If Yun Hu defeated himself tonight, then he might still regain his confidence and achieve a lot of achievements in the future, but unfortunately today he still lost to himself as he did back then, and he lost very badly, and it was almost impossible to break through the demon barrier in his state of mind again.

In this life, you can only be stuck in your current position.

"It's better to finish you off with a sword, and you will naturally have no pain." Yan Hong's smile was extremely indifferent, and the naked contempt in his eyes was even more obvious.

Although he didn't know what Yunhu was thinking, he couldn't be wrong to keep hitting the enemy all the time.

"Boy, you're too deceitful!" Long Feng, the bearded uncle, was not slow to react, he knew that if Yan Hong continued to talk nonsense like this, the army's morale would be scattered, so he had to strike first.

"Jackal, Hedgehog, Shang!" Long Feng waved his hand, and two young men wearing yarmulus hats rushed out, which were none other than Jackal Ze and Qi Zhu.

The two have good facial features, strong physique, and very similar faces, obviously a pair of brothers, and then look at the weapons of the envoys are complementary to each other, one is a crescent shovel, the other is a trident, colliding together, crossed into a cross, the fierce elephant Yan Hong face door excited.

Yan Hong made a mistake at his feet, avoided a blow lightly, and returned a sword, and he was already in the shoulders of Jackal Ze and Qi Zhu, and the two of them pierced a hole. It has been simplified, and the shot will inevitably see blood.

Long Feng looked at it and his heart jumped, he already knew that Yan Hong was powerful, but he never thought that he would be so powerful.

You must know that even if it is Long Feng himself, if he wants to break the combined attack of Jackal Ze and Ji Zhu, he will have to go through ten moves, but Yan Hong will make the two of them see blood with one move, and Long Feng is not calm. With a wave of his big hand, fourteen people rushed up, and in the wide courtyard, the cold light suddenly shone brightly, with swords, guns, swords, halberds, and Qimen weapons.

Bang!

The earth shook, and the dead leaves under their feet burst and exploded, cracking like flowers.

The ground trembled. The smoke and dust dispersed, Yan Hong's face was expressionless, and Xingchi walked away, quickly approaching. Black strands of hair fluttered in the headwind, and the wide sleeves of the robe were spread back like flags, and the hunt was rolled up.

But in the blink of an eye, the assassin had just woken up from the shock of the sword intent. That's what I saw. Along with this, there is also a huge sense of crisis as if being targeted by a giant beast in the wilderness.

As Yan Hong said, the Assassins had lost their chance. If he didn't die, he would have no choice but to face the difficulties regardless of his ambitions.

Airplanes!!

The cold light cracked the sky, and the sword roared.

Without any hesitation, Yan Hong decisively swung his long sword at Gai Nie, who had almost rushed in front of him, and the thin internal force was injected into the divine weapon in his hand, turning into a mighty sword qi that swept the ground wildly, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

Rumble!!

Suddenly, countless dead leaves flew, rushed, exploded, and filled the air with debris.

In front of Gai Nie, heavy white waves rose from the ground, stacked layer by layer, and instantly turned into a white wall of a height of a few feet, like the blue sky falling, and the cover fell violently.

This attack was so powerful and dignified that if it were anyone else, even if they knew that the snow did not have much lethality, they would probably be intimidated by its momentum, or hesitate, or make a detour.

But in this way, he was delayed for time, and his sharpness inevitably fell.

However, Yan Hong was not affected by these inconsequential appearances at all, he stepped on and off, swept the air and rushed forward, only closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly broke through the snow wall and appeared in front of Tianming.

Bang!

I saw that the withered leaves in the sky were scattered, and a black light suddenly appeared, like lightning in the sky, stabbing straight in. After that, Yan Hong's figure was bathed in the scattered wind and snow, and it was quickly revealed.

Sure enough, the people and horses in the Blood Prison still have a little bit of the original.

Yan Hong was not only not surprised, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had already expected this situation, and the real purpose of using this trick was not to delay Gai Nie's footsteps, let alone suppress the momentum of the assassins, because he knew very well that these goals could not be achieved at all, not to mention that Gai Nie's surprise attack could not really cause him any big trouble. Although Ganie's speed was indeed fast, he was confident enough to deal with it.

What really made him feel a little troublesome was the sudden outbreak of sword intent at the beginning, which shook his heart, and the battle intent that had been cultivated to the extreme was suddenly smashed down, and the momentum was suppressed by the dragon wind.

For a duel in a realm like theirs, spirit, momentum, and will are more important than momentary gains and losses, and if the situation is unfavorable, you can also use various skills to get it back, if the spirit and will are broken and defeated, the combat power will immediately plummet, and it is not impossible to be killed by the opponent who was originally the same realm in the blink of an eye.

Although the current situation is far from that bad, it is not good news to be suppressed by the opponent in terms of momentum at the beginning. So, he came to such a flashy and useless attack except to vent and waste internal energy.

Yes, vent, vent the shadow brought by the dragon wind just now in this sword. To put it simply, it is to dispel the pressure that has just been deterred by the sword intent, and it is also a preemptive victory, enhancing self-confidence and raising momentum.

In the realm of Yan Hong and Long Feng, the key to victory or defeat is often not in reality, but in the invisible clash of spiritual ideas.

As for the other fourteen people, at this time, they became a foil, because they couldn't intervene at all, and if they were involved in the battle circle, they could only be hanged by the sharp sword qi.

In a flash of black light, the sword in Yan Hong's hand appeared in front of him in an instant, obviously it was just a sword, but it made Long Feng's heart throb, and the alarm bell in his mind rang endlessly. He had no doubt that this long sword could pierce his body without the slightest hindrance, just like the Heavenly Question in his hand.

However, no matter how sharp the sword is, it is in vain to stab people.

Stepping, turning, head slightly sideways, body spinning, clothes flying. The next moment, the jet-black sword body shuttled past the cheeks, and the piece of skin close to the sword body was stimulated by the sword qi overflowing from it, as if it had been brushed by a stiff brush, the cold hairs stood up, and half of the face was suddenly numb, and the coldness penetrated directly into the flesh and bones.

When he couldn't do it, he finally avoided the sword, and the movement did not stop, taking advantage of the situation, the sword blade split the air, and drew a round of crescent moon in the air, slashing towards Gai Nie.

Yan Hong instantly changed his move, took half a step back, turned his wrist, and pressed the long sword down, pressing on the spine of Long Feng's sword.

Bang!!

The sword body was in harmony, the strong wind exploded, the two were at a stalemate for a while, and the air around them was swept by the wind, blowing in all directions, like catkins flying, straight to the sky. At the same time, the snow under his feet also sinks at a speed visible to the naked eye, thinning out, quickly revealing the dry ground underneath.

Good! Man is not a bird after all, and he will be limited in heaven.

Suddenly turning defense into offense and gaining the upper hand, the corners of Yan Hong's mouth couldn't help but show a smile. He glanced up at his head, the thoughts in his mind flew around, and as soon as he stepped on the arrow, he took the lead in rushing to the calculated landing point, put the sword into the sheath, twisted his waist, sank his hips, leaned his center of gravity slightly, pressed down, held the scabbard in his left hand, grasped the hilt of the sword in his right hand, narrowed his eyes, and his breath converged like a stone, waiting quietly - this posture was obviously a gesture of drawing the sword, and it seemed that he wanted to take the opportunity to expand his advantage, and it was best to be able to determine the victory with one blow.

And just as Long Feng was ready, Yan Hong had already fallen from the sky.

Hey, he didn't even try to change direction in the air, didn't he know that I was ready to attack below?

Seeing that Yan Hong, who was in the air, only adjusted his posture slightly, and did not make any big movements as expected, Long Feng couldn't help but be a little puzzled. But the doubt was only fleeting—there was no time to doubt now, and all his energy was poured into the sword at his waist and the soon-to-be-fallen Gai Nie.

Finally, at the moment before Yan Hong was about to land, at the moment when it was easiest to draw a sword, a cold light flashed in Long Feng's narrowed eyes, and his eyes suddenly opened.

At the same time, a spark bloomed at the opening of the scabbard, a thin silver thread, as fast as lightning, almost invisible, but extremely stunning and gorgeous, like a dreamlike sword light cracked through the void and flashed out.

In the next moment, the dragon's roaring sword roared violently and spread outward.

Qiang!!

In the sound waves, it was completely beyond the scope of visual capture, as if the blade of the sword that had turned into a streamer suddenly flashed in front of Gai Nie, about to tear his flesh and spill hot blood all over the white ground. But at this moment, something that shouldn't have appeared stood in the way of the blade.

Bang!!

Again, the jet-black iron-like Thriller blocked the dragon wind's attack.

How can it be!?

At this moment, Long Feng couldn't believe that this was reality. As a top master in the rivers and lakes, as a top swordsman taught by the sect master, there is no need to doubt how fast his sword is, not to mention that he used a skill like drawing a sword to forcibly increase the speed of the sword by a large margin.

He couldn't believe that such a sword could be blocked under such circumstances.

At this time, Yan Hong was in the air and couldn't borrow strength! You can't even see what he's doing!

However, since this is the end of the matter......

Between the lightning and flint, Yan Hong's eyes widened, and he suddenly exerted his strength, fighting the risk of internal injury, turning the impossible into a possibility, and he changed his tricks again before he tried his best.

I saw a cold light flashing violently, but in an instant, the sword blade that had been gradually stagnant and revealed turned into a brilliant sword again, turning straight up, bypassing the sword of the dragon wind that blocked the pressure, tearing the air, and slashing towards the dragon wind.

One move is not finished, and one move is up again!

The blade of the sword turned into a streamer and flew, and it seemed to move forward slowly and quickly in the stagnant time, slashing to the ground.

If this sword is real, it must be broken and broken, and the soul is scattered, but there are a total of fifteen people in the blood prison this time, even if this sword has earth-shattering power, one of them will be killed under the sword.

In a short moment, Yan Hong himself will also have flaws, so he chose to hit the ground directly, so that the internal force turns into a shock wave, so as to expand the killing range! (To be continued......)