Hearing the words "Shadowless Sword Heart" coming out of Leng Yehua's mouth, Wang Yifan froze, but he didn't show his figure, he just stood quietly not far away and asked lightly: "How does the Leng family master know about this 'Shadowless Sword Heart'." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Leng Yehua's ears moved, and he heard the source of the voice clearly, and snorted coldly with a glance of his eyes: "This is the secret technique of the Sword Sea, how could I not know." However, this 'Shadowless Sword Heart' is said to have been lost a long time ago, and how did you learn it. ”

"Oh?"

Wang Yifan was surprised, and secretly wondered: Isn't this "Shadowless Sword Heart" the intermediate secret technique on the second floor of Feifeng Academy? How can I hear him say that he seems to have a high status in the Sword Sea.

Just as he was thinking about it, Leng Yehua over there suddenly made a move and threw out the blood sword in his hand violently, in the direction of the position where Wang Yifan was standing when he spoke just now.

"Hands-off Sword" is Leng Yehua's famous martial art before he was expelled from the sea of swords. Since the day I graduated, I have never missed a beat. This is a martial art that requires surprise and full force. However, a large part of the lethality comes from the spirit tool, so if you want this martial art to be powerful, you must ensure that your spirit tool has a high grade.

Leng Yehua's "Blood Night" is recognized by the entire Sword Sea, and it is the most suitable spiritual tool for cultivating the "Hands-off Sword". Because the "Blood Servant" can allow it to have the strength of a high-level spirit tool in a short period of time, and the "Blood Cloth" can cover its aura. Therefore, this "hand-free sword" seems to be a tailor-made martial art, which has made him survive many times between adversity and life.

At this moment, Leng Yehua's face was hideous and faintly cunning. In my heart, I was already imagining the scene of snatching the "Red Phoenix Sword" in my hand. He stared closely at his long sword, skillfully controlling the internal strength and Yuan Force attached to it. It makes it flickering and flickering, and its breath is difficult to discern.

said that it was too late, and then it was too fast, Wang Yifan came back to his senses, and suddenly a blood sword shot out in front of him, and his scalp suddenly rose, and he subconsciously fell backwards.

Burst!

The blood sword flew tightly against his shoulder, then slammed through several walls in quick succession, firmly anchored on a golden jade statue.

Wang Yifan turned his back to the sky, his eyebrows furrowed. I felt a hot stinging pain above my left shoulder. At that time, the seventh-order alchemy in his body did not rotate. After a few breaths, the pain turned to itching, and by the time he rolled over and stood up, the wound on his left shoulder was no longer in trouble.

Leng Yehua was overjoyed when he saw him fall to the ground. Just as he was about to pick up the visible Red Phoenix Sword, he saw him stand up again, and he suddenly retreated, and turned around and fled without hesitation.

The "Hands-off Sword" exhausted his internal strength and Yuan Force, and it was a lore blow that he was full of confidence. But Wang Yifan was still not killed, and now, he has no capital to continue fighting. can only choose to retreat, as for whether to escape alone or seek revenge from friends, then you have to wait until you escape the pursuit of the current person and then slowly think about it.

Wang Yifan followed closely behind him, not in a hurry. I thought to myself: I have never had a bad record since I crossed over to the mortal world. Not to mention killing, even if it hurts people, it pays great attention to proportion. Along the way, I have never encountered such a dangerous situation as today. He obviously never had the intention of killing, but his opponent tried every possible means to put himself to death. Is it necessary to get blood on the way to the mortal realm?

While pondering and meditating, Jian Niang interjected lightly: "Master, in your Huaxia words, 'tolerance for the enemy is cruelty to oneself', if you want to become a god, you don't have to kill people, but you must defeat everyone." Now you are just one enemy on the path to godhood. And this enemy is heinous. ”

Wang Yifan was stunned when he heard this, what Jian Niang said was not unreasonable, although he didn't want to kill anyone, but he was beaten, and it was always okay to fight back. Let's not talk about anything else, a sword for a sword! Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and chased after him at a speed.

In the clear sky, he took back the Red Phoenix Sword, took out a "Blue Sea Silver Snake", and muttered: "This sixth-order spirit tool will definitely not kill you, but it can make you suffer some hardships, which can be described as the best of both worlds." ”

As he spoke, Wang Yifan used three layers of internal strength and aimed at his back to use a common move in Chinese martial arts, "Splitting Huashan". This was just a straight slash, and even low-level monks like Haoran and Jian Anjie could dodge at will.

But at this time, there was nothing in the cold night and Yuan, and he was powerless to sense the surroundings at all. Therefore, he was immediately stabbed and rolled off the roof with a muffled grunt, falling to the ground.

The knife wound on his back was not fatal, only a little epidermis was broken, but there was a faint tingling and itching feeling, which made him uncomfortable, and gradually even his body slowly stiffened.

In the cold night, Hua's face was like dead ashes, lying on the ground. Turning his head and glancing at Wang Yifan from a high place, he hated: "Junior, with such a sinister and vicious move, you must be the disciple of the evil sword!" Do it, kill me, don't use your broken knife! Let me die by your sword. ”

Wang Yifan was still a little hesitant about his sword, and said coldly: "One sword for one sword, fair." As for the little toxin on the knife, it should be regarded as interest. As I said, I don't want to kill. The head of the Leng family, money is precious, love... Phew, life is more expensive. If you still don't change your will, I will kill you with my own hands, even if the end of the cape world. That's all I said, I took my leave. ”

After speaking, he floated in the air, and Ning Yuan shouted in a low voice, "Jin Jing, I'll wait for you at the city gate." Then he really gave up the cold night and went towards the city gate.

A moment later, Jin Jing carried a bloodstained long sword and slowly came over.

Wang Yifan didn't kill Leng Yehua, so he was a little weak-hearted, and took the initiative to say: "Eh, isn't that the 'bloody night' of Leng Old Ghost?" How in your hands. ”

Jin Jing threw the sword over and said, "I just passed by the place where you were fighting, and I happened to see it, so I took it with my hand." Instead of leaving it to the cold old ghost, we might as well take it away. ”

Wang Yifan laughed when he heard this, accepted the "Blood Night", and said: "Well, it makes sense, that old ghost is missing this spiritual tool, and it should be somewhat restrained, so I will keep it for him for a while." ”

Then, the two of them didn't stay any longer, and went to Qingshui City and Phantom Snow City successively, and used the same method to warn the other two family masters. And Wang Yifan, after suffering the dark loss of Little Rock City, became more and more neat. didn't talk to them at all, and directly crushed them with the eighth-order elemental cultivation and the Red Phoenix Sword. and took away their spiritual apparatus as a sign of punishment.

Three days later, the Jin family in the medicine city celebrated. The contemporary patriarch Jin Budo summoned the clansmen for clan discussions. Seeking a remedy to save Jin Jing and her mysterious and powerful future uncle.

At this time, the two of them were hiding on the river beach in White Deer City, watching fish together......