Seeing this, Huo Xiang looked overjoyed, shook his hand, and threw the fox mask out, and the fox mask immediately turned into a white fox shaped like a tiger, rising to the sky, with a curled tail, and restrained the peachwood sword, and the sharp teeth grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Back!" Huo Xiang spat out a word.

The white fox and the little dragon swooped down towards Huo Xiang with a peachwood sword.

"Don't think!" When Ding Lianfeng saw this scene, he shouted angrily and rose to the sky.

This is okay, if the peach wood sword is snatched, then he, the ancestor of Maoshan Mountain, will no longer have to be it, this is the treasure of the town faction.

As soon as he jumped, he was a hundred meters in the air, and the void flew like a fly, rushing towards the little dragon and the white fox.

"Hey, hey?" Wei Ziao had already prepared, his feet on the ground, his body slightly bent, and he ejected the void with the power of his body.

His ascension was no different from a cannonball, and at the moment of his jump, the whole ground trembled violently, and the rocks under his feet turned into powder like tofu.

Although Ding Lianfeng is a seventh-level master, it is only a soul cultivation, but his physical body has not reached it, it is only a sixth-level, and the fighting method is okay, but the close melee combat is weaker.

Seeing Wei Ziao rushing towards him, he waved his hand, and threw out a rune paper, with a loud bang, thick smoke billowed out, blocking Wei Ziao's sight.

Wei Ziao's sky-high momentum had not yet reached its limit, and he wanted to pass through the thick smoke, but he felt as if he had hit his head on steel.

While!

Wei Ziao was rebounded and landed, and when he looked up, the smoke disappeared, and in his place was an ape monster with black scales, holding a steel fork in his hand, leaning down and slashing him.

The two fell rapidly, but the moment Wei Ziao's feet hit the ground, he rose into the sky again, his fist turned into flames, and he rushed out of a distance of more than ten meters, and instantly enveloped the ape monster.

Roar......

The ape roared, and its body began to slowly dismember, its body filled with flames.

But it still handed out the steel fork at the last moment and hit Wei Ziao.

Wei Ziao was short in stature and extremely flexible, rolling around, and dodging lightly. The steel fork was so sharp that it sank straight into the ground.

The ape's form completely collapsed, and along with the steel fork, it disappeared into nothingness, turning into a paper rune, and then being engulfed in flames.

It was precisely because of Wei Ziao's appearance that Ding Lianfeng's mind was slightly distracted, prompting the white fox and Xiaolong to completely suppress the peachwood sword, coerce it, circulate in the void, circle around, and come to the top of Huo Xiang.

Huo Xiang also rose to the sky and grabbed the hilt of the peachwood sword.

"Death!" Ding Lianfeng's face was almost blue with anger, the dignified Maoshan Ancestor, he couldn't even beat the two dolls, he said Lu to laugh and laugh off his big teeth, his figure flew rapidly in the sky, and in a flash, he arrived next to Huo Xiang, raised a palm, and the green light was released, turning into a huge palm print, and hit Huo Xiang.

Seeing this, Huo Xiang no longer grabbed the peachwood sword, and with a bang, her whole body was instantly filled with electricity, and her hair was flying, like a goddess, she punched out, and the violent lightning pierced out, colliding with Ding Lianfeng's palm print.

Rumble......

Lightning and thunder pierce the blind.

A bolt of lightning came out of the collision and bombarded Ding Lianfeng's body, and an explosion was heard again, and Ding Lianfeng flew upside down.

And Huo Xiang's figure also trembled slightly, landed in the void, raised his hand, the white fox and the little dragon had already restrained the peach wood sword and came to her, and grabbed the hilt of the peach wood sword, and the little dragon and the white fox disappeared.

The whole venue fell silent again, no one spoke, everyone was dumbfounded.

This fight has surpassed their understanding of martial arts, everyone used to think that Wang Ziqiao was a half-immortal who could call the wind and rain, but they never thought that there was anything more powerful.

The peachwood sword was held in Huo Xiang's hand, and it was naturally unwilling, trembling one after another, trying to escape, but a burst of lightning flashed and flowed on its body, and the peachwood sword suddenly quieted down.

"Huo Xiang, stop, give me back the sword slashing demon sword!" Ding Lianfeng didn't have time to recover from his injuries and rushed towards Huo Xiang again.

Huo Xiang stared at Ding Lianfeng with a pair of beautiful eyes, and sneered: "What? Do you still want to fight? ”

Ding Lianfeng, who rushed halfway through, was unwilling to stop, losing the magic weapon, he was equivalent to losing his arm, although there were still some jade talismans on his body, it seemed that he was not necessarily Huo Xiang's opponent, and it was impossible to win Huo Xiang with the combat power of his body alone, he could only hold back the anger in his heart and said, "How do you return the sword to me?" ”

Huo Xiang smiled, the feeling that the heavens and the earth were bright, and he said clearly, "Have you ever seen two armies fighting, and the winning side returning the spoils to the losing side?" The sword is in my hand, it's mine! ”

"You? Absolutely impossible, this is the treasure of the Maoshan Town faction, you are going to be the enemy of the entire Maoshan Town! Ding Lianfeng said angrily.

"So what? When it comes to the realm of you and me, everything is based on strength, if you are not convinced, then you will send more people over, maybe one day, I will go to your Maoshan myself! Huo Xiang said indifferently.

Ding Lianfeng was speechless, his eyes looked directly at the peachwood sword, the peachwood sword was still flashing with electricity, he felt that the spiritual power injected by himself in it was getting weaker and weaker, and the distraction that he had cultivated with great difficulty was almost on the verge of dissipation.

"How can you give me back the sword? I can support you as the dean, and I will definitely not fight with you! Ding Lianfeng has relented.

But Huo Xiang didn't care at all, and laughed sarcastically: "Joke, the dean is a capable person, you are not my opponent, the dean is naturally me, why do you need to make concessions?" The Demon Slayer Sword has become mine, and it's impossible for you to go back! ”

"You?" Ding Lianfeng clenched his fists, and his strong momentum burst out.

Wang Ziqiao and the others only felt a hurricane blowing in their faces, and it was difficult to gain a foothold.

Wei Ziao smiled, won, clenched his fists, and smirked: "The Demon Slaying Sword has become my master's thing, and you still want to go back?" Even a child like me knows the truth of the Tao, don't you understand it as an old guy? How? Still want to fight? I'm with you! ”

His words, Ding Lianfeng and Wang Ziqiao both rolled their eyes.

Ding Lianfeng was humiliated.

But Wang Ziqiao looked at Huo Xiang with some weakness because of consternation, and found that Huo Xiang did not change his expression in the slightest, but just stared at Ding Lianfeng quietly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, Wang Ziqiao felt some pain in his waist, turned his head to look, and didn't know when Lu Dao was pinched by Xia Tingyu, and looked at himself with a smile.

"Ahem...... Don't be like a child! Prince Qiao hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, who doesn't know that you are a big carrot?" Xia Tingyu whispered and glanced at Wang Ziqiao.

Looking at Ding Lianfeng again, the air that was swallowed one after another, glared at Wei Ziao and Huo Xiang angrily, nodded fiercely, and said, "You are looking for death, without my Maoshan, this warlock academy of yours will not want to grow at all!" ”