"Spirit Sword Cultivation, Soul Sword Cultivation, Xuanyuan Po, you are a double sword cultivator!"

Feng Qingxue looked at Xuanyuan Po who came in front of her, and the current teenager who was a few years younger than herself had overturned her cognition.

"Can you keep my mouth shut? I don't want anyone else to know this secret yet. Xuanyuan Po smiled lightly and said.

"Well, I promise I won't say it. Feng Qingxue also smiled, she naturally knew how much impact Xuanyuan Po would have on Xuanyuan Po if she said that the double sword cultivation would be exposed, and she might even have life worries. Dual sword cultivation, as long as they can grow up smoothly, they must be peak powerhouses, and those super forces will not sit back and watch a strong person rise and force their status.

"I believe in you. "I believe that you are from the bottom of your heart, after a few days of getting along, what kind of person is Feng Qingxue Xuanyuan Po knows very well in his heart, otherwise he would not have shown his soul sword cultivation in front of her without any care.

"Okay, now to deal with the troubles of the Blood Demon Sect, I should take it as a reward for the trouble you let me bring back from the Immortal Spirit Peak. ”

"But..."

After Feng Qingxue finished speaking, Xuanyuan Po hugged him into his arms, and Ling Diao Lingyu shook his back, and flew towards the outside of Sen Luomen, although this was the second time that he had such close contact with Xuanyuan Po, Feng Qingxue's face was still red after a while.

At this moment, outside the Senluo Gate, a large number of buildings were destroyed, and the faces were pitted and covered with corpses.

"In the wind season, there is nothing to do, do you really want you to destroy the Sen Luo Sect!"

Not far in front of Feng Qiong Ji, a man in a green robe was in an excellent position to attack and retreat, and said to Feng Qiong Ji with a smile on his face, and at the same time, it was also said to all the people who were against Sen Luomen, in any battle, as long as he could defeat the enemy's ideological defense, then this battle would be half the fun, as the sect master of the Blood Demon Sect, the Blood Knife Ancestor naturally understood this very well.

"Blood Knife Ancestor, you will always be so proud, do you really think that you will eat me. His feet were scarred and scarred, but his bloodied face was close to a vicious smile.

I don't know why, Feng Qiongji's smile made the Blood Knife Ancestor feel a chill from the bottom of his heart, and he immediately seemed to think of something, and his face changed suddenly: "Feng Qiongji, are you going to perform this secret method!

Because their two factions were formed by the split of a common force hundreds of years ago, if Feng Qiongji, who was seriously injured and had no chance of winning, could speak to himself like this, the Blood Knife Ancestor could only think of that secret method.

"You forced it!

With a loud bang, the blood qi in Feng Qiongji's body suddenly rose violently, and even some of it spread out of the body, rendering the surrounding air a fiery red, and a trace of blood climbed up Feng Qiongji's eyes.

"Ahh

Looking up to the sky and roaring, Feng Qiongji's face looked extremely sour, as if the transformation was being carried out in the body, the third-level high-level secret technique Desperate Blood Burning Technique, incinerating everything in the body as a price to gain short-term momentum, so as long as this secret method is used, the user will definitely die. In the secret method of forcibly improving cultivation like that, this level of secret method has to be ranked inferior, but even if the suffering is inferior, the strength to improve is also great, otherwise it will not make a Dacheng swordsman's peak cultivation comparable to that of Xiaocheng Jianhou, but all the sourness in the incinerating body is not something that everyone can endure.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Seeing that his head had disregarded his life in the face of the enemy, the elders and disciples also swept away the previous decline in their eyes, that is, they all rose up to fight against the bitter knowing that they were invincible, that is, the bitter had to pull a cushion before they died, and such a death-threatening posture blocked the attack of the Blood Demon Sect, and killed many people in the Blood Demon Sect at the same time.

"Blood Knife Ancestor, destroy my Senluomen, don't think about it better for your Blood Demon Sect! everyone, swear to defend Senluomen!"

The sourness in the body is like the past, Feng Qiong Ji encouraged the morale of Sen Luomen, and then rushed out with an arrow step, and the violent spiritual power mixed with blood and qi leaked out and filled every part of the body, and the air became viscous when it came to this place, at this moment, Feng Qiong Ji's courage even surpassed that of the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Defend Sen Lomon to the death!"

Driven by the Wind Qiong Season, the disciples who could really go up to the elders left their survival behind at this moment, and actually took the initiative to launch an offensive against the Blood Demon Sect.

"Hmph, I'd like to see how long you can stalemate!"

"Kill me!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor is not that kind of general, seeing that Feng Qiong Ji didn't even want his life, his eyes immediately became fierce, and Xiao Cheng's strong courage was truly released at this moment, and he took the lead in facing Feng Qiong Ji.

"Drink!"

The extremely oppressive punch burst out in an instant, and everywhere it passed, all the gas around it was squeezed out, and the Blood Knife Ancestor had no longer preserved, he not only wanted to defeat Feng Qiongji, but also to defeat Sen Luomen's faith.

"Anti-electric reverse arc!"

Anti-electric reverse arc, a third-level primary spiritual skill, a famous skill in the Fengqiong season, can transform spiritual power into an electric arc, with extremely strong striking power and paralyzing results.

Blood Knife Ancestor, you have been in the cultivation of Xiaocheng Sword Marquis for a long time, but you have been forcibly promoted by relying on secret methods, Feng Qiongji naturally knows that he is definitely not his opponent, so he will use his spiritual skills in the first generation.

A trace of electric arc manifested from the palm of the hand, spreading to the surroundings layer by layer, diluting the blood and qi around his limbs a lot.

The Blood Knife Ancestor didn't expect Feng Qiongji to risk so much damage to release the spiritual skill at this moment, at such a close distance, he couldn't avoid it if he wanted to retract his strength, so he had to hold the spiritual power in his body and gather it towards his arm, fully improving the striking power, without any trace of preservation, and his fist smashed down.

Whew!

Under the huge charge, the layers of electric arcs in front of Feng Qiong Ji immediately concave, and many of the electric arcs were shocked and destroyed, and the strength of the Blood Knife Ancestor's punch was also consumed in the process of advancing, and when it hit Feng Qiong Ji's chest, there was less than thirty percent of the strength left, but even the bitterness was less than three layers of strength, and Wu Zi shook it back a few steps.

Although the wind and the season were shaken back, the Blood Knife Ancestor was also uncomfortable, the fist to the forearm was scorched black, and the Yu Yu had an electric performance, and the paralysis attached to the arc made the arm simply unconscious, this is the difference between the swordsman and the sword marquis, the wind and the Qiong season is still the time of the swordsman, and the anti-electric reverse arc has no choice but to hurt the Blood Knife Ancestor, and the current cultivation is forcibly promoted to Xiaocheng Swordsman, which directly makes one of his arms lose his ability to act for a period of time.

"You're looking for death!"

A careless public suffered such a big loss, the Blood Knife Ancestor was extremely angry, and the spiritual power gushed out, and when a big knife appeared in his hand, judging from its smell, it was obviously also a spiritual weapon.

Seeing that the Blood Knife Ancestor used the spiritual weapon, Feng Qiongji's face became solemn, the blood and qi around his body rippled, and the muscles and veins all over his body burst out, so he actually wanted to dissolve the spiritual power and blood qi, so although he could once again improve the main force of the affirmation, it also accelerated the loss of vitality, and Feng Qiongji used to let everything out.

Rumble!

Whew!

Hundreds of fierce collisions, that will be near the left is simply razed to the ground, the two of them within a radius of one kilometer, at this time there was no life, birds and beasts scattered, the disciples of the two sects all retreated to the surrounding area, except for the elder who performed the Desperate Blood Burning Technique and the Dharma Protector Wu Zizi and some people of the Blood Demon Sect fought to the very fullest, the rest of the people were concerned about the battle between Feng Qiong Ji and the Blood Knife Ancestor, the battle between these two people simply decided the victory or loss of the two sects, but with the passage of time, Feng Qiong Ji had been a little weak。

Call!

At the moment when everyone was afraid to avoid it, a shadow suddenly entered the battle between the two from the sky, and it was Xuanyuan Pohui Feng Qingxue.

"Father!"

Seeing Feng Qiongji's current appearance, Feng Qingxue once knew what her father had done and had performed the Desperate Blood Burning Technique for so long, I was afraid that her life had come to an end.

"Xiaoxue, why are you here, go quickly!"

At the moment when life is about to reach the most new day, I will meet the closest person to the most Shuo day, and there is no dissatisfaction in my heart at the moment, but immediately the color of the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and I immediately swept towards the wind and snow.

"Haha! Feng Qiong Ji, I'll take your daughter first?"

As far as the Blood Knife Ancestor knows, Feng Qiong Ji cherishes his daughter the most, otherwise he would not have started a war with his Blood Demon Sect for this, if he captures her, he is not afraid that Feng Qiong Ji will not throw a rat bogey.

"Are you air to me!"

Xiao Cheng Jianhou's oppressive force was suppressed head-on, and the spiritual power in Xuanyuan Po's body simply stopped, but he

Wu Zi stood in front of Feng Qingxue, not only because he wanted to cover her loneliness, but also because he wanted to try his best to block Xiao Cheng Jianhou's usual blow.

"Torture armor!"

"Spirit Gathering Sword!"

The white armor condensed by spiritual power covered the limbs, Xuanyuan Po raised the True Yang Sword above his head, and the spiritual power flowed into the True Yang Sword through his arm, and at the same time, eighty percent of the sword intent was also entangled in the first generation, and the great natural spiritual power around him was pulled, and they all rushed towards the True Yang Sword.

Although the Spirit Gathering Sword is only a third-level beginner-level sword skill, if there is enough time to gather spiritual energy and strike a power that is enough to achieve a third-level high-level sword skill, it can be regarded as another hole card for Xuanyuan to break.

But at this time, there is obviously no time to gather spiritual energy, relying on the meridians that are several times larger than ordinary swordsmen, Xuanyuan Po will flow eighty percent of the spiritual power in his body into the True Yang Sword in this small meeting. Under such oppression from the Blood Sword Ancestor, the eighty percent sword intent has a tendency to increase again, and this change makes Xuanyuan Vice overjoyed.

Eighty percent spiritual power plus eighty percent sword intent, the spirit gathering sword strike at this moment has reached the power of a third-level mid-level sword technique, but even if it is bitter, it is not possible to block Xiao Cheng's usual blow, after a little consideration, Xuanyuan Po immediately made a decision, and the surging soul power was simply gushing out at this moment, and he rushed towards the unguarded Blood Knife Ancestor in an extremely ambush.

For Xuanyuan Po, the Blood Knife Ancestor has already been too detailed, but it is extremely casual to ignore it, there is a big difference between the swordsman and the sword marquis, will the elephant be hit by an ant.

But because of carelessness, although Xuanyuan Po's soul power gushed out, the air fluctuated slightly, and the Blood Knife Ancestor did not notice it, when the soul power entered his mind, the Blood Knife Ancestor was taken aback, and then he wanted to fight but it was already too late, the soul power and fast speed invaded his soul, fortunately, the Blood Knife Ancestor was Xiaocheng Jianhou, although it was not a soul sword cultivation, but the soul power was not much different from Xuanyuan Po, otherwise even if the soul was not destroyed, this time he would lose half a life.