Ye Feng and Gray Che, the battle between these two people was the same as when they met for the first time, claws to palms, left to right, stalemate in the air.

"Woohoo!"

There was a squandering sound in the air, like the clashing of metal and iron, tearing through metal, and carrying a rather terrifying tearing force, and the surrounding air was instantly dispersed, and the entire room was visibly distorted and turbulent.

"You seem to be a little anxious, is it because of those two women......

Gray Che's words made Ye Feng frown slightly.

"Perhaps......"

Ye Feng glanced at the unconscious Dongfang Night Cherry on the ground, Luo Xiaokui's smile appeared in his mind, and he said in a deep voice.

"Hehe......"

The two people who confronted each other in the air did not show weakness at all, and at the same time urged the fighting energy and spiritual power in their bodies to fight against them.

"Poof!"

It was exactly the same as when they first met Gray Che, and Ye Feng's right palm was shocked with blood from the qi.

"Giggles, have you forgotten what I told you? If you can't do it, you can't be my opponent......"

Ash Che smiled coldly, staring at Ye Feng, whose figure was constantly regressing.

Ye Feng was silent for a few seconds, his eyes were Ling Ran, and he was not moved at all:

"If you still ask this question, my answer remains the same, if I want to give up the seven emotions and six desires and the so-called fetters, hehe, not to mention that the other personality will definitely not agree, even if it is himself, it is impossible to agree, like a walking corpse, and it is not to become a monk, if I have to do this, I would rather live forever and maintain the status quo......"

When Ash Che heard this, he sneered:

"Hehe, hard mouth! I'll see how desperate and begging for mercy you look when I trample you under your feet......"

"Come on, if you can do it......"

"Okay, this battle between you and me is inevitable, don't let me down too much......"

"Ghost ......"

A gray low voice sounded in Ye Feng's ears, his right hand stretched out, and in an instant, a scorching light shone in his palm, flashing like a beam of gray-white thunder and lightning.

It was a huge blade as white as the fangs of a beast, shining silver, as if carved from white jade, and the hand was inlaid with natural gray feathers, and the surface of the huge blade was faintly blue-gray with sharp rays.

"Killing ...... Night"

Seeing this, Ye Feng snorted coldly, opened the palm of his right hand, and the black killing intent fluctuations condensed, transforming into a long knife glowing with fierce light, and the whole body was stained with pitch-black flames, burning continuously, and a little cold light condensed in the middle of the high burning blade on the blade seemed to be flowing constantly, and was held in Ye Fengjing's hand.

"Come on!"

Ye Feng's wrist flipped, and the tip of the Stygian Flame Knife pointed directly at Ash Che, and the invisible killing intent and sword qi were instantly released.

With Ye Feng's low roar, the duel between the two people kicked off in a relatively cold atmosphere, and Ash Che did not attack, until Ye Feng's sudden forward stabbing tip reached the center of his eyebrows, his eyes were over, and the silver-white broadsword dragging on the ground rubbed against the ground to produce a piercing and sharp sound.

"Zheng!"

In a crisp metal crash, the weapons of the two men crossed against each other, while not to be outdone, they pressed and exerted force on each other.

A strong wave of qi emanated from the atrium of the two blades, so sharp that people couldn't open their eyes, and even ordinary people could clearly feel the terrifying sense of oppression given by both sides even if they were present.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

The two were in a stalemate for a while, neither of them would let go, and because of the inertia of the hedge, they turned their hands over at the same time, and once again sent out a terrifying double blow, and the tightly knit blades were tightly screwed together again.

Ye Feng relied on his sixth sense and overdrive nerve, facing the white tooth blade that was like a whip thrown down, every blow was perfectly received, one was a slender black blade, and the other was a gray-white big knife, and every blow would burst out with fierce fire and storm.

"Huh?"

Faced with such a situation, Ye Feng was slightly stunned, and actually felt a little familiar, as if this picture had been experienced somewhere......

"Hehehe, Ye Feng, you should, feel the same way, right......"

Gray Che seemed to see through Ye Feng's inner thoughts, licked the corners of his mouth, and said with a dark smile.

Ye Feng was shocked, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"What do you say......"

"Hehe, I mean, don't you think it's weird? Obviously, the two of us just made a few simple comparisons, but it felt like familiarity and greasy smell engraved in our bones?! ”

The corners of Ash's mouth went up, and he smiled evilly.

His words were not wrong at all, from the time when he first encountered Ash Che in Qinghui City, it seemed that the two of them were destined to fight again, and each time they fought, the bond between the two sides would be deeper and the memories would be fresher.

"Tsk......"

Finding a strange smile on the corner of Gray Che's mouth, Ye Feng frowned, withdrew the blade, and his natural sixth sense accurately predicted the trajectory drawn by the tooth blade ghost, and avoided the huge blade that fell down by a fraction of a second.

He was right, why was I at war with him, I would have this feeling, this kind of blood surging, it was difficult to calm my mind......

"Maybe you really don't have an impression, only the fighting instinct and blood in your body drive you, then, let me evoke your memory, after all, we have fought countless times, those indelible marks engraved on the heart and soul, the Rakshasa ghost ......"

Ye Feng: "!! ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng's body shook slightly, and the pestle as if it had been hit by thunder did not move there.

In an instant, countless gray and black-and-white images poured into his mind as clearly as a spring, making Ye Feng's chest twitch slightly......

Ye Feng in the state of braking blocked his expression, and Gray Che didn't know that at this time, the half of Ye Feng's right face was extremely hideous and terrifying, like a grimace made of cold jade, dark and weird, and the cyan fangs were bloodthirsty and terrifying. Half of the snow is green, half of the fire is gold, and just one look makes people tremble.

"Tsk, your so-called sixth sense is really a bit annoying, just ...... Take it away! ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the gray che actually disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a dangerous and uneasy signal sounded in his heart, almost in the next second, his back shook, and the black wings opened in an instant, and suddenly flew into the sky.

"Bang!"

The ground that Ye Feng stepped on immediately collapsed, forming a deep pit of about two meters, and even the surrounding ground appeared cracks of varying degrees.

The corners of the gray mouth that fluttered in the air rose, and he pouted lightly and shook his arm:

"The reaction speed is quite fast, but don't think you can fly......"

Suddenly, the two gray-white tails behind Ash Che slammed into the ground like whips, his own bouncing power was amazing, coupled with this action, he soared into the air in the blink of an eye, not only that, but in an instant, the height of his leap even surpassed that of Ye Feng who used the [You Gu Mi Gou].

"Pick up!"

The fang-like blade landed on top of Ye Feng's head, and Ash Che spun his body in the air, almost pouring all his strength into this blow, even if Ye Feng's body that reacted quickly retreated, he didn't have time to dodge this incomparably domineering and heavy slash.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes were clear, since he couldn't dodge, he could only block it hard, and in an instant, all the martial fighting energy and spiritual power were concentrated on the blade of the Stygian Flame Knife, and he swung it out fiercely from the bottom up.

Black mang, white mang.

Rapier, giant blade.

One up and one down, hand-to-hand combat.

"Boom!"

Then, the black and white lights exploded at the same time, and the figures of both people leaned backwards at the same time and flew out upside down.

The two of them got up slowly, a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths at the same time, Ye Feng was silent, while Gray Che was laughing wildly, the ghost tooth blade in his hand dragged on the ground, and rushed over again.

Ye Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Flame Knife in his hand moved lightly, walking like a fly, and it also attacked towards Ash Che.

"Zheng!"

It was the sound of two divine weapons colliding, stirring murderous and mad qi twisted together, madly diluting the invisible air around them.

Ash Che smiled cruelly, and suddenly withdrew his hand at the moment of stalemate, and actually simply let go of the ghost tooth blade in his hand, leaning forward, he wanted to take this opportunity to close the distance with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's eyes were over, and after understanding Ash Che's intentions, when the weapon in his hand picked off the Demon Tooth Blade, he once again used the inertia of the Stygian Flame Knife to slash towards the neck, thinking that this would force him back, but he never expected that Ash Che approached without caring at all.

This guy ...... Don't you want to die?!

Before Ye Feng could fully react, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and then his mind was blank, his body was as if he had been hit by a mountain, and he flew backwards fiercely, and the Immortal Flame Knife in his hand was also out of his hand at the moment when it almost landed on Gray Che's neck, and flew more than ten meters away before falling to the ground......

"Bang!"

The Flame Blade and the Ghost Tooth Blade were actually stuck upside down on the ground not far from the two of them at the same time, and their weapons were stained with fragments of fighting energy and spiritual power.

"This guy ...... I was just gambling with you......"

In the depths of Ye Feng's heart, the other personality of himself said in a deep voice.

"Cut, he was just lucky......"

Ye Feng, who was in charge, gritted his teeth and said a little unwillingly.

"No, you have already lost the battle just now, you alone are not his opponent, I will also participate in the battle......"

"Huh?! You ......"

"Don't worry, we don't see each other as enemies anymore, and besides, we want to save Dongfang Yezakura and Luo Xiaokui's mood is the same......"

Ye Feng, who was in charge, was silent for a while, then nodded and breathed a sigh of relief gently.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth of the other personality rose, and his voice was low and cold:

"Hehe, then let him see the power of our team......"