Zhan Feng was startled, and hurriedly looked back, his face instantly gloomy!

Since he ascended to the middle stage of Qi cultivation, this is the first time that he has been bullied within ten meters of him without realizing it, which shows the profundity and depth of this person's skills.

This is a man in white, with a thin body, although his voice is surprised, but his face is plain and indifferent, seeing Zhan Feng turn around, he looked at him indifferently, a pair of sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he held an ordinary long sword in his hand.

Eyes like stars!

There was no momentum on this person, the whole person stood there casually, it seemed to be one with the night, even if Zhan Feng saw each other with his own eyes, but it felt as if there was no one in that place.

This person has completely fused with the breath of heaven and earth, he is heaven and earth, heaven and earth are him, every breath and breath contains the way of heaven, which makes people feel a strange feeling of emptiness.

Zhan Feng's hands couldn't help but clench, and he was taken aback!

He couldn't even see through the other party's cultivation!

There is only one possibility, this person is already at the innate level, and he has spied a trace of the ancient martial arts of the Heavenly Dao, and he has already stood at the highest peak of the earth on the way to the martial arts.

Innate!

The existence of the legend of the hidden ancient martial arts, it is rumored that there are only three people in the seven major sects who have reached the innate level!

And there is only one person who is dressed in white like snow - the sword god Ximen Blowing Snow, one of the three major alliance leaders of the Sword Alliance!

"Simon blowing snow?!" Zhan Feng whispered.

The man in white said lightly: "That's right, it's Simon!" ”

Zhan Feng's heart was extremely shocked, and he even wanted to raise his legs and run for a while, at this moment, he would definitely die if he met an innate master. What's more, it was still the sword god Ximen blowing snow, but he immediately suppressed this thought. Instead, he tried his best to stabilize his emotions and let out all his momentum.

Rumble......

The true qi of the late stage of the prefecture level and the aura of the fifth layer of qi cultivation burst out at the same time, and the two momentum merged into one. Enveloping the entire rooftop, the wind and clouds suddenly changed in this space, and the wind was blowing, rolling the dead leaves of the broken stone and bricks in the air, and the whistling sound shook loudly, and all the momentum was pressed by blowing snow to the west gate from all directions.

Simon blows snow and doesn't move!

Indifferent!

The wind that stirred the wind and clouds came to his side, and it was as if he had encountered an illusory barrier, and it was difficult to enter again, Ximen Fuxue's clothes did not tremble a little, his eyes were indifferent, and his voice was calm and soothing: "Not bad." It's worth fighting! ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword was unsheathed!

This sword was like a flash of lightning, as if it came from outside the sky, flashing lightly in mid-air, piercing through time and space, and the sword light had already arrived at Zhanfeng's face at a glance, and the boundless madness was unexpectedly fragile.

This sword is extremely powerful, castrated like electricity, and the sword is extremely dangerous. As soon as the sword came out, the sword light was like snow flying in winter, fluttering and sprinkling, and there were thousands of lights. Rolling up a long wind, people couldn't help but feel a chill, and the boundless momentum of Zhan Feng on the platform was blown away by the sword wind.

"Snow Mountain Feihong"!

This move was the first move made by the other party when he was competing with Liyang in Cuiweiju. But now from the hands of Ximen Blowing Snow, the power is as different as cloud and mud. If Zhan Feng had encountered this sword at the beginning, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

Martial arts in the world. Only fast is not broken!

Simon's sword blowing snow, faster than time!

However, Zhan Feng was not slow, this sword had just reached the center of Zhan Feng's eyebrows, and was blocked by a pitch-black sword, the tips of the two swords struck each other, Zhan Feng suddenly retreated a few meters, and his heart was sweet!

The sword was injured, and the sword god's blow was terrifying!

"Good!" Ximen Blowing Xue's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be deeply relieved that Zhan Feng could block his sword, but he didn't say much, his wrist flicked, and the second sword came again!

The sword light was dotted, and ten thousand stars suddenly rose on the rooftop, and it was like the snow light in the deep winter, which confused people's ears and eyes, and shocked people's minds, and then the sword light shrouded Zhan Feng like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed that countless swords were cut down on Zhan Feng.

Sure enough, it was the second trick "snow is like hemp!" ”

When this trick came out, Zhan Feng's heart was bright, it seems that Ximen Blowing Snow came to ask Liyang to find face, but one of your innate masters came to play the ground level, even if you win, what glory will there be?

He was secretly depressed in his heart, but his reaction was never slow, and with a soft snort, the body of the Xuanmo Sword shook, as if a soft sound of a dragon's groan exploded out of thin air.

"Smack, smack, smack......"

The Xuanmo Sword was so clever that it simply drew a half-circle arc, and then gathered all the stars in the sky, and for a while, countless sounds of double swords clashing surrounded the two of them, and the two swords actually hit each other at the same time within a radius of one meter around them.

The snow blowing at the West Gate is fast and complicated, but Zhanfeng is simplified!

Zhan Feng snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood!

Although the second move was blocked, the injury was even more serious!

"Good!" Ximen Chuixue saw that Zhan Feng actually made his next two great moves, and there was a hint of approval in his eyes, and he couldn't help but whisper.

What a fart, Zhan Feng scolded in his heart, your mother, if you fight again, Lao Tzu will be gameover, he raised his eyebrows, raised the Xuanmo sword in his hand, and stabbed diagonally into the air!

At the same time, the body spun rapidly and rose into the sky, and the sword light drew a bright lightning-like circle around the body, and then suddenly dissipated, and Zhan Feng disappeared at the same time, almost at the same time, a strange wind suddenly rose on the rooftop, turning into an invisible wind sword, and shooting towards the snow at the West Gate.

Ximen Fuxue's face showed a cautious look, holding the sword in both hands, soaring into the air, the figure in mid-air rolled again and again, and with a wave of his hand, a plain sword light as water and unpretentious, towards the tip of the wind sword, this move contains infinite killing power, and there is no return momentum!

"There is no snow in the world" contains Ximen Blowing Snow's comprehension of the way of the sword, bursting out with a mysterious and infinite sword intent, and there is a kind of domineering spirit that looks down on the ancients, and it is almost an unstoppable trick!

It's a pity that there is still a trick between heaven and earth, "a hundred years of fame with the wind!" ”

Let you be domineering, you have to follow the wind!

Zhan Feng's wind sword and Ximen Blowing Snow's sword light met, and Ximen Blowing Snow immediately felt a desireless and obscure and profound sword intent rushing into his mind, and even seemed to be touched by his soul, he was taken aback, turned over, and then fell to the ground in a flash.

A little blood on his chest!

Injured, the sword god Ximen Chuixue was actually injured!

Zhan Feng fell heavily on the rooftop, smashing the ground into a big pit, and the debris of broken stones and bricks splashed in all directions, and dust fluttered.

After a while, a figure stood up in the dust: "The sword god really lives up to his name, thank you for your mercy!" ”

That's right, Ximen Blowing Snow did show mercy to his subordinates, if his last move broke out with all his strength, I'm afraid Zhan Feng would have been crushed a long time ago, just at that moment, he was almost about to cast a spell, but Ximen Blowing Snow suddenly retreated.

Ximen Chuixue looked down at the blood stains on his chest, and said lightly: "Okay, I can't imagine that in my life, there will be times when I am injured, okay, ha, haha!" ”

Zhan Feng took out a wonderful rejuvenation pill and swallowed it in his mouth, stabilized his breath and said, "The sword god is here, I'm afraid it's not as simple as seeking defeat, right?" ”

Ximen Fuxue's eyes flashed: "I heard that Your Excellency's swordsmanship is outstanding, I came here for a while, and it really deserves its reputation, with Your Excellency's qualifications, if you concentrate on cultivating swordsmanship, I am afraid that the future is limitless." ”

Hearing this, Zhan Feng smiled slightly and said, "What is the future, like the predecessors to advance to the innate level?" ”

Ximen's blowing snow voice became distant, with a hint of loneliness: "Alas, the realm is endless, the way of the sword is endless, why should Your Excellency worry?" ”

"The realm is endless?" Zhan Feng smiled slightly and said, "Since the way of the sword is infinite, how can the realm be endless?" ”

Tonight's fight with Ximen Blowing Snow made him quite shocked in his heart, entering the Dao with a sword is very common in the Lingwu Continent, but those who enter the Dao with a sword practice are cultivating true swordsmanship, and Ximen Blowing Snow, as an ancient martial artist, clearly burst out with a trace of sword intent that even he can't understand when he uses the last move, "There is no snow in the world".

This kind of sword intent is definitely not a level that can be achieved by ancient martial arts, but Ximen Chuixue has no mana fluctuations on his body, and he is obviously not a person who cultivates the truth, so how can he have this kind of sword intent with mana?

Could it be that Gu Wu's swordsmanship can also enter the Tao with a sword?

If this is the case, then doesn't it mean that there is still room for swordsmanship masters to rise after cultivating to the innate realm?

This speculation is too incredible, if there is really a higher level of ancient martial arts than the innate one, why has no one ever known the Tao in the hidden world?

Zhan Feng didn't dare to believe that his guess was correct, so he had to make up ambiguously and make up a wit with Ximen Blowing Snow, but unexpectedly, Ximen Blowing Snow's face changed when he heard this, and he muttered: "How can the realm be endless, and the realm is also endless?" ”

I fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, Zhan Feng was also happy to be idle, and hurriedly used his skills to heal his injuries. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the evaluation votes of the old KK brothers, thank you for the old guard!!