After the three swordsmen of the Sword Shrine, the Seven Killing Hall and the Four Ghosts retreated, Yan Yun's eighteen riders quickly retreated to Chu Feifan's side with broadswords, and their voices were respectful: "Subordinate, meet the master!" ”

"Let's all be flat!"

At this time, the situation in the underground palace was changing rapidly, the bloody hand was killed, the three musketeers, the four ghosts were defeated by Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen, and the perverted Chu Feifan, the Eagle Sect felt a trace of pressure.

"Emperor Chu's cultivation is strong, obviously pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, what hole cards does he have that has not been played?"

The Eagle Sect secretly thought to himself, raised his head suddenly, and looked directly at Chu Feifan with a sharp gaze like a sword, and a cold voice sounded.

"Emperor Chu, it's hidden deep enough, but now that the bloody hand has been killed, the bloody killing goalkeeper and you will not die, and what awaits you will be endless revenge!"

"Bloody Door?"

"I didn't pay attention to your excavation corps, why not be afraid of a small bloody murder, if you want to take revenge, I will definitely accompany you to the end."

Chu Feifan never regretted what he had done, what was there to fear of killing with bloody hands, the soldiers would block the water and cover the earth, if the bloody killing door dared to come to Chu State to be presumptuous, they would definitely have no return.

The cold ice fell, Shi Yingxuan's two daughters frowned slightly, and they couldn't help but be worried, the blood killing gate is a deep-rooted force in the rivers and lakes, if they really attack Chu Feifan, although it is not enough to subvert a country, but it is definitely easy for God to kill Chu Feifan unknowingly.

The ignorant are fearless.

Chu Feifan didn't know the details of the Blood Killing Gate, but judging from the way the Blood Hand looked so respectful to the Eagle Sect, the Blood Killing Gate should just be to discover the subordinate forces of the Corps.

"Arrogant enough, let the domain lord come and learn your tricks today!"

"Okay, Martial Emperor Realm Martial Artist, I want to see what is so powerful about you!"

The clothes around the Eagle Sect roared in the air, and the figure was like a ghost, quickly rushing towards Chu Feifan, and the fists that lingered in the black mist were like a storm, frantically devouring Chu Feifan's figure.

Everything happened between the stars and flints, and the speed of the Eagle Sect was exerted to the extreme, and the punches that came from the bombardment caught Chu Feifan a little off guard.

"That's a lot of attack speed!"

Chu Feifan's expression was solemn, his arms were spread wide, and his figure retreated backwards as quickly as a crane, feeling the violent wind constantly coming from in front of him. He quickly urged the imperial dragon qi in his body, and met it with his clenched fists.

"Overlord Fist!"

The Overlord Fist has always been fierce and domineering, and the lingering of the Emperor's Dragon Qi blasted out, the surrounding air boiled, and the huge ripples of true qi exploded in all directions.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Eagle Sect didn't expect that Chu Feifan, who had retreated violently, would suddenly descend like a tiger, and the fierce fists of the two collided together, and the vast force of the collision shook them away, and they all retreated back dozens of meters before they could barely stabilize their figures.

"Such a domineering boxing skill, this Emperor Chu can always bring you unexpected surprises!"

"Huh!"

Between the Eagle Sect's raised hand, a soft sword that made a hissing appeared in his hand, the soft sword was chic and elegant, light and agile, moving like a dragon in the sea and a phoenix flying in the sky. It is as quiet as the pine and the jade pillar between the cliffs, and there is a terrifying murderous aura hidden in it.

The ancients once wrote a poem describing the soft sword: bend it like a hook, make a sonorous sound in it, and be straight like a string.

Chu Feifan's eyes glanced at the Eagle Sect, and the sword in his hand danced faster and faster, like a silver dragon flying around him, coiling left and right. He dances the soft sword as quietly as a tiger, moves like a flying dragon, is as slow as a cloud, is as fast as lightning, and is steady and chic.

It seems to be bland, but in fact, it hides a murderous intention.

Chu Feifan knew that the Eagle Sect's sword skills were at least in his Nine Absolute Sword Skills, and they should definitely not be underestimated, once they touched it, they were afraid that they would only have half a life left.

"Huh!"

Zhan Lu's long sword was unsheathed, and he was on the side of the figure, raising his head to stare at the soft sword that was attacking, restraining his sneer, his eyes flashing like meteors, and his eyes followed the gesture, and a little cold light shattered the air attack and killed.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The blades of the two hands staggered and collided together, the long sword of Zhan Lu was as fierce as a tiger, as powerful as a dragon, and everywhere it passed was a sword that flew wantonly, and the soft sword of the Eagle Sect's hand was like a ripple of clear water, unpredictable, light and elegant.

One is rigid and the other is soft, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the figures of the two fierce battles continue to shift in the palace, the two sides compete, the earth cracks, and the sword qi bursts out and hits the surrounding walls.

The two swords flew and collided, the flames flew everywhere, and in an instant, the two fought for thirty rounds. The surrounding space was shattered inch by inch, and the two of them fought more and more fiercely, and their eyes flashed with fierce murderous aura.

"It's amazing that he can fight with the Eagle Sect so undefeated!"

"Emperor Chu's fierceness, how can he be matched!"

"In just a few days, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he is so demonic, how can the excavation corps allow him?"

Han Bingluo was mixed with joy, Chu Feifan's cultivation was diligent, and she was undefeated in the Eagle Sect, which made her feel happy, but he exposed all the demonic talents, and it was impossible for the excavation corps to grow up.

The matter of raising tigers is a problem, the excavation corps will definitely not do it, and the genius who died is not a genius at all, and Han Bingluo is worried that the excavation corps will include Chu Feifan in the list of must-kill from now on.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and the people who were shocked by the splashing sword light around them quickly retreated, and the two of them were shrouded in the dust of the sky, and everyone only heard the sound of the impact of weapons, but they could not see the figures of the two people.

Shi Yingxuan's expression was solemn, staring intently at the faint shadow of the dust, for some reason she was very afraid that Chu Feifan would be killed by the Eagle Sect, and the scene of the two of them at the bottom of the abyss kept flashing in her mind.

"What's wrong with me, why should I worry about him?"

"No!"

"No, this girl will like him!"

Shi Yingxuan's face turned red, and the thoughts that popped up in her mind were denied by him, she couldn't believe that she would like someone, and in such a short time.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The silver-white sword light crisscrossed the void, the rumbling explosions were endless, and the figures of the two of them appeared in a fierce battle, and they retreated with long swords in their hands, their figures were covered with sword marks, and the gurgling blood soaked their clothes.

"Domain Master?"

"Martial Emperor Realm cultivation?"

"That's just it, a hundred moves have passed, you didn't kill me, it seems that this time you will disappoint the excavation corps again."

Chu Feifan's face was as pale as paper, the arm holding the sword trembled, the blood slid down the hilt with his fingers, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground with drops of blood.

"Drop!"

"Drop!"

The whole palace was dead silent, blood droplets dripped on the ground and appeared as a mark the size of a copper coin, everyone's eyes were all focused on the two of them, the air was thick and murderous was terrifying, the two looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths raised a cold smile at the same time.