Rong Jian shook his head.

"You're a madman. If the realm is useless, why should everyone in this world still cultivate? ”

"It's okay, you'll know if you fight."

Ling Fei snapped his finger at a true qi and rushed straight to Rong Jian's door.

Rong Jian smiled disdainfully.

"Trash, such a small trick, dare to take it out and be embarrassed? Sword coming! ”

He let out a loud shout, and a silver light immediately shot out from his sleeve robe, splitting Ling Fei's true qi head-on, and then, the castration continued unabated, approaching Ling Fei's heart.

Ling Fei's hands quickly sealed, and with a slap on the ground, three rocks rose out from the ground.

This is the move of Autumn Wind Valley, which belongs to the low-grade magic of the ground level - triple defense.

In terms of power, it is naturally inferior to the Nine Emperors Elemental Array of the Shenwu Emperor Palace. However, in front of everyone's eyes, Ling Fei couldn't show the spell of the Shenwu Emperor Palace at will.

Besides, to deal with just one Rong Jian, you don't need to use such a powerful spell.

Rong Jian's flying sword flew with a 'whoosh', piercing the first rock, taking away the second rock, and finally stopped in front of the third rock.

Rong Jian carried his hands behind his back, pinched the trick behind his back, and the flying sword rotated in place, swinging out a sword qi, and taking away the third rock, but Ling Fei's figure was not behind the rock.

"Huh?"

This made Rong Jian a little puzzled, he frowned slightly, and immediately let go of his thoughts.

But the result was a big shock to him.

"What...? There are two Lingfei? ”

At this time, Ling Fei used the topographic technique of Autumn Wind Valley and was underground.

But at the same time, his primordial spirit separated, thus forming two selves, which Rong Jian could not determine.

"Is it the method of doppelganger? How could there be such a spell in Autumnwind Valley? ”

Between Rong Jian's frowns, Ling Fei has already come to his left and right to outflank, he has no extra time to think, he stomped on his feet, immediately jumped out of the ground, and went straight to the sky, the flying sword in the distance was also summoned back by him, clenched his hands, and was always vigilant of the movement below.

At this moment, in the crowd of onlookers in the distance, a disciple belonging to the line of the Great Elder suddenly shouted at him:

"Senior Brother Rongjian, watch out, he's behind you!"

"What?"

Rong Jian was shocked, the two breaths below were clearly Ling Fei's, and behind him, how could there be a feeling of Ling Fei?

But out of vigilance, Rong Jian still looked back, and it was this look back that made him completely disrupt.

The Ling Fei behind him is true, but the Ling Fei below is also true!

The three Ling Fei made moves at the same time, which caught Rong Jian off guard and resisted one attack, but was hit by the other two vital parts of the body, his face turned pale on the spot, and he hurriedly vomited blood and escaped from Ling Fei's encirclement.

Ling Fei's three figures overlapped.

It turned out that he released both of his primordial gods, and his true body was also divided into one, divided into three parts! In order to catch Rong Jian off guard.

These disciples at the bottom, whose cultivation is shallow, will not see that they have a dual element god at all, but will think that this is a kind of doppelganger method used by themselves.

At this time, Rong Jian's face was pale, he was holding a sword in one hand, and he looked at Ling Fei with some resentment in his eyes.

And the people around him are even more nervous than him.

Ling Fei's wonderful performance just now was simply shocking. The accuracy of his spell use, as well as his tactical predictions, are not like the strength that a monk should have, but more like... It's more like a battle-hardened god monk.

Everyone put away the thought that Ling Fei might lose, and instead widened their eyes, reluctant to let this wonderful duel fall at all.

Perhaps, Ling Fei really has a chance to win against Rong Jian?

"Good Ling Fei, hidden deep enough, the method of clone, is this your method? But it's a pity that your exercises have been seen through by me, and next, you won't have a chance to hurt me again, I will let you see the horror of the late Yuan Infant! ”

Rong Jian threw out the flying sword, his hands were sealed, and eight white rays quickly gathered around him.

Bai Mang hummed, forming eight wind Jiao, and beside Rong Jian, let out a low roar.

"Eight dragons go to sea, turning clouds and rain!"

Eight wind Jiao quickly rushed out from Rong Jian's side, the moment they rushed out, their bodies also quickly enlarged, gathering more rotating air currents, on the big square, the wind and clouds surged, the wind was raging, and some monks who were weak in cultivation were actually caught in the wind Jiao.

"Ahhhhh Save... Help me! ”

Ling Fei's eyes were cold.

"Rong Jian, you dare to hurt the life of the door, is there still a bit of politeness and shame?"

"Humph! They are weak, and they dare to come to watch my Rongjian's battle, and it is not a pity to die if they are involved in it. No wonder me. Ling Fei, you better worry less about others and worry more about yourself! My Fengjiao Great Array, even in the late Yuan Infant Stage, can't jump half a step, let's die! ”

The thousands of Autumn Wind Valley disciples below were all lying on the ground trembling. Their eyes were full of fear, and it was only at this moment that they felt the domineering of the Yuanying Cultivator and the power of the late Yuanying Cultivator. The thoughts of appreciating Ling Fei that had just come out just now also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Senior Brother Ling."

Guan Wen, Qian Qun and others couldn't help but feel a little regretful in their hearts.

They had all received Ling Fei's favor, and seeing that Ling Fei was about to die at this time, their hearts were also full of loss.

Only Zhu Yunhao stared at Ling Fei with his eyes, not surprised.

Similarly, Ling Fei himself was not at all flustered.

"Rong Jian, I said it, in the late Yuan Infant period, I will still kill him!"

Rong Jian laughed.

"Hahaha... When death is on the verge of death, do you still dare to speak wildly? Suffer death! ”

"You are the one who suffers!"

Ling Fei's eyes moved, and an afterimage instantly swept out of the air. Then, he quickly sealed, forming a flame that approached Rong Jianmian's door.

Rong Jian smiled even more presumptuously.

"With your little spell, even my Fengjiao Great Array can't be broken."

Before the words fell, suddenly, Ling Fei's figure disappeared into the air out of thin air.

Rong Jian felt a sigh in his heart, and suddenly felt a crisis coming from his lower back.

"Damn it!"

Rong Jian quickly turned around, but it was too late, and his waist was immediately pierced by Ling Fei's sword, and even Zifu Yuanying was pierced with a big hole.

"Ah——!h

Rong Jian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the eight wind Jiao that was about to reach Ling Fei's face in the sky disappeared in an instant.

"Die!"

Rong Jian wanted to turn around and deal with Ling Fei behind him, but he was already gone.

It was the body of Ling Fei in the sky, using the dragon's different pupils, using the spatial dislocation, to deliver the Yuan Shen to Rong Jian's body, and seriously injured Rong Jian with a sword.

"Senior Brother Rongjian, lost?"

The disciple of the Great Elder's lineage was stunned for a moment.

Rong Jian is a myth in their minds, but now, he is defeated in the hands of Ling Fei, which is like strangling all the longing and beautiful yearning in their hearts.