Extreme speed, extreme sharpness, this is the essence of the extreme knife, Zang Feng's previous knife momentum melted into the wind, and the instantaneous offensive is the display of its extreme speed.

The wind rises, the knife comes out, and the wind is extremely light.

In Zang Feng's past combat experience, countless opponents fell under his extremely fast sword.

It's a pity that in the face of the cold air around Di Lingyue's body, his extreme speed was ineffective. No matter how fast the knife is or how strange the knife path is, as long as he is surrounded by Di Lingyue's cold air, his attack will be resolved in an instant.

The sword enters the wind and is blocked;

Di Lingyue's cold air was like an invisible barrier standing between the two, separating the two people on the same sword platform like the ends of the world.

I can see it, but I can't get close, and if I get closer, the cold air like a maggot attached to the bone will let Zang Feng know what cold is into the soul and ice into the bone marrow.

Under such circumstances, Zang Feng only felt that there was a fire in his heart that was constantly brewing and accumulating.

Finally, as if the volcano had accumulated enough energy, the sword was once again restrained by the cold air, and he chose to erupt.

I saw that the pale cyan true qi around his body shrank and released, and the wind breath attached to the scimitar in his hand immediately shone brightly, and with a low wind roar, his knife exploded with unprecedented power.

Wind, similar to water, can be soft or rigid, soft can be formless and substantial, can be known and invisible, when rigid, can also be condensed in a line, comparable to King Kong.

This is the extreme sharpness of the extreme knife!

Repair to the extreme, one knife out, space can also be cut.

Zang Tian has already reached this realm. His extremely sharp sword slashed out, and some ordinary emperors were not even willing to take it hard, only a king peak master like Di Jing could resist it.

Now, Zang Feng's knife is using this extremely sharp knife.

It's not that he didn't want to use it before, but this knife consumes his true qi and physical strength very much, even if he can, he can use three knives at most in a battle.

Any more, it's an overdraft of his own body.

And this knife is naturally worthy of its value.

With a single knife, it directly cut Di Lingyue's cold air, and the cold blade came directly to an inch in front of her forehead.

The blade is cold, and there is a faint blood color on it, and it is a razor-sharp killing soldier. As long as Zang Feng gently handed it forward, Di Lingyue's beautiful face was inevitably in danger of being disfigured.

Time, it seems, stopped at this moment.

Di Lingyue's pupils reflected Zang Feng's solemn black face and the instantaneous snow-bright blade in his hand. Sensing the sharp aura on the blade that pierced her skin, a touch of joy appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Regardless of the joy, it was also a flash, and then, she also chose to explode her strength.

"Moan"

With a long groan of the true dragon, a pale blue true dragon light and shadow rushed out of its body, coiling it inside.

As soon as the True Dragon Light and Shadow appeared, the light blue cold air around Di Lingyue's body suddenly skyrocketed, and at the same time that the foggy cold air spread, everything around her seemed to slow down.

Zang Feng's knife was extremely fast and sharp, and it had even cut through Di Lingyue's cold air, but at this moment, what was frozen by the cold air around her body was not Zang Feng, but more like, time.

This state lasts for a short time, but only for a moment.

However, it was enough for Di Lingyue. Relying on this moment, she retreated backwards, narrowly avoiding Zang Feng's original inevitable knife.

"Huh"

The dark cyan knife swept by, and the sound of cutting through the air seemed so small, but it set off the heavy breathing of the audience.

What did they see just now, that is, frozen time?

However, the half-step innate can actually touch the rules of time, how terrible it is.

Looking at Di Lingyue on the stage, everyone's eyes were very hot. Some guys who usually act in a way that is not clear about good and evil even have some ideas that they shouldn't have.

"Hmph"

With a cold snort, Di Jing's all-encompassing spiritual pressure flashed away.

Then, the venue fell silent for a moment.

Feeling the spiritual pressure as vast as heaven and earth, those who have thoughts that shouldn't have them don't hesitate without any hesitation, and directly strangle the slightest thought in their hearts that shouldn't be there.

It's okay to want to do bad things, but in exchange for your life, this is Di Jing's warning.

Eyes converged on this tall figure, the people of the Di clan were full of pride, this is their patriarch, this is the war king of the human race.

When Grandma Liu and the others on the side saw this scene, even if they had some prejudices against it in their hearts, they had to admit that Di Jing was indeed a good patriarch.

And at this time, on the sword platform

Looking at the scimitar in his hand in a little stunned, Zang Feng looked a little incredible. I was obviously bound to be stabbed, how could I be escaped by the other party.

Looking up at Di Lingyue, his eyes were full of doubt.

"Hee-hee, I won't tell you"

The kind-hearted Di Lingyue kindly persuaded him to die of this knowledge-seeking heart, and the latter's face instantly darkened.

The little girl is very good-looking, but she is just very annoying.

Looking at Di Lingyue, who was getting colder and thicker all over him, he hesitated in his heart. In this case, if it's okay once, but if it's like this every time, then your extreme knife will really be killed.

The situation of being restricted by its cold air was still vivid, and Zang Feng really didn't want to encounter this situation again.

Gripping the scimitar in his hand and thinking for a moment, he still attacked.

Swordsman, you can't retreat, Zang Feng firmly remembered what Zang Tian said to him.

So, even though he knew that his attack might be in vain, he still resolutely drew his sword and moved forward.

Step forward, the force starts from the ground, crosses the waist, pours into the right arm, and then slashes out.

At the same time, the pale cyan wind around it instantly swelled, and the endless cyan true qi collided with the air and made an angry roar.

It was the same extremely sharp knife again, the blade slashed through the air, the wind attached to the blade, and with all its strength urging the true qi, the scimitar was simply sharp and made the space tremble.

A knife slashed out, like a roar of Feng Bo, Zang Feng's knife cut through the air with a knife, and came to Di Lingyue again.

Looking at the scimitar that had already arrived in front of Di Lingyue, everyone present, even Zang Feng, was ready to stage the scene just now again.

However, it didn't.

I saw Di Lingyue purse her lips and smile, and the cold jade knife in her right hand was like electricity, and it was directly on top of the scimitar.

The light blue cold air swallowed out, and the cold jade knife and the scimitar collided with fierce sparks.

As soon as the two knives touched, Di Lingyue's brows furrowed, although she was fully prepared in her heart, but the power of this knife really exceeded her expectations in her heart.

The cold jade knife was made by Di Shi, and it was really the best of the humane weapons, but when she touched Zang Feng's scimitar, she had a feeling that her cold jade knife was about to be cut.

The extreme knife, the extremely sharp knife, is indeed worthy of its name.

didn't have time to think about it, and her spiritual pressure was directly raised to the peak. The light blue true dragon behind her let out a long groan, and the Di dragon power in her body surged out.

The Di clan, whether male or female, has the ancient dragon power in their bodies that is terrifying.

The Hanyu Knife barely withstood the sharpness of Zang Feng's scimitar, and the ancient dragon force blocked the tremendous force carried by the sword technique.

In this way, Di Lingyue can be regarded as taking Zang Feng's extremely sharp knife.

Feeling the true qi consumed in her body, she was also emotionally moved in her heart. This kind of knife technique is really fierce and makes people a little smacked.

However, this guy on the other side is silly and cute.

Her eyes were crooked, and a wicked smile of successful ploy quickly crossed her face.

"Good"

Completely ignoring the expression on Di Lingyue's face, Zang Feng felt that his blood was burning.

He was originally a pure swordsman, and he longed to fight with a real swordsman, and he never comprehended the way of the knife between life and death.

Previously, he was really happy after knowing that Di Lingyue was a cold knife, thinking that he could fight with him. Unexpectedly, Di Lingyue blindly used cold air to deal with herself, and did not show the strength of her sword technique.

In this case, he was actually quite disappointed.

And now that the other party has given up the advantage of cold qi and taken the initiative to attack, how can he not feel excited.

With a roar, Zang Feng stepped forward with his knife and fought with Di Lingyue.

And offstage, Zang Tian's black face was full of bitterness.

Looking at Di Lingyue, who was fighting with Zang Feng on the stage, and thinking about her previous performance, he couldn't help but secretly sigh that the female doll is really a chicken thief.

"It's over, I've suffered a brainless loss"

Smash it, smash it, smash it, Zang Tian looked up at the sky, looking a little sad.

"Quack, Di Bai, your sister is not simple"

Harley laughed badly, so Dibby was worried.

The psychic sense swept the other party, and he gave him a puzzled look?

"What do you see?"

"Although your clan sister has a strong bloodline, the consumption of that cold qi must not be small, that kid has a fierce and domineering knife technique, but his brain is a tendon. ”

Harley's voice was full of emotion.

"Sister Lingyue's strength has always been very strong, she can definitely win"

Di Bai shrugged her shoulders and said that she had known this result for a long time, and Zang Feng was definitely not her opponent.

"You foolish, didn't you notice that your clan sister was using the cold to contain him and avoid fighting him head-on as much as possible?"

Harley looked at Diber with disdain.

"Huh, what's wrong with that?"

Di Bai tilted his head and asked.

"The kid with the knife is strong, if your clan sister fights him head-on, the probability of winning is only fifty percent at most, or even lower. ”

Harley looked very professional with a look of pointing.

"But, don't you notice that the kid with the knife has been fighting him head-on since he stabbed him twice?

Di Bai shook his head, indicating that he didn't know anything.

"I guess that kind of knife technique is the same as your flying sword, there is a limit to the number of times, and if you look at it like this, it will only be three knives at most. Now that the two knives have come out, with your sister's cultivation, the remaining knives are no longer a threat to it, so she won. ”