Using the hand as a hammer, using gas to turn fire, and calcining steel only in the backhand, this kind of kung fu has never been seen before, even if he heard it. But now www.biquge.info such an incredible picture really appeared in front of his eyes, and for a while, he could only sigh that the rivers and lakes were so strange, and such an unfathomable hermit was really admirable.

"Feng Senpai..."

"Shut up!"

The Wanhua disciple spoke, but was immediately interrupted by Feng Buming, his tone full of gunpowder was very bad, and he himself didn't even have the intention to raise his eyes, and continued to stare at the treasure knife that was gradually forging in his hand, and didn't pay attention to Ren Yunxian and the two of them at all.

Seeing this, the Wanhua disciple who led the way was not annoyed, but instead pulled the small path chief silently back as if he was used to it, standing in the scorching heat, quietly waiting for the other party to complete the action of forging the knife - for this, Ren Yunxian can actually accept it.

Not to mention whether there is anything wrong with the casting hand itself that focuses on forging knives, there have been many strange people among the capable people since ancient times, if it weren't for being so paranoid about casting, I believe that the blade in front of him would not be able to achieve today's achievements, so although it is hot and difficult to do at the moment, Ren Yunxian is still willing to wait a little longer, and it is not too late to officially meet again when the divine soldier is born.

… It's just that he is willing to wait, but it doesn't mean that the black sword on his waist is also willing!

The black sword, which has always been restless since the meeting, seems to be finally angry to the extreme because of the contempt of the other party, although it is still pinched in Ren Yunji's hand, but the spontaneous sharp sword qi has already stabbed Ren Yunji's palm, as if he is resisting the suppression of the little Taoist... Such a strange situation made him scratch his head, but before Ren Yunji increased the pressure of suppression, the black sword finally broke free from his control with a soft groan, Weng Ran sobbed, and stuck on the ground burned by the flames, and invisible frozen gas spilled all over the ground.

"This..."

What the little Dao Master cultivated was not an icy internal qi, not to mention that the black sword that suddenly came out of its sheath at this moment was not under his control at all, it was not so much that he froze this side of heaven and earth and the flame qi released by Feng Buming, but that the sword intent contained in the black sword itself was stimulated and counterattacked.

And the spontaneous counterattack of the sword qi also made Feng, who had always lowered his head and cast the sword, stunned, and then looked at Ren Yunxian with angry eyes.

- Oops!

The power of the innate master, Ren Yunxian is not the first time to experience, from the lack of power to fight back when the Ming Sect raided two years ago, to the final victory in the face of Shi Pengtian and several people working together, but strictly speaking, these experiences cannot be used as a practical experience reference.

The disciples of the Ming Sect were good at sneak attacks, and Ren Yunxi's fight with the other party was not a trick at all, and the whole person was only defeated with one blow, leaving nothing except for a single injury.

And although Shi Pengtian was a head-to-head duel that time, the latter only relied on the medicinal power of the Xiexin Branch Mad Demon to forcibly improve his behavior, although it was innate, but it was far inferior to those veteran masters with real skills.

And right now, Feng Buming, who had stopped the sword-casting action, first stared at the black sword, and then raised his gaze to meet the path chief in the air, and the majestic pressure of this divine thought instantly suppressed all of Ren Yunxi's movements. For a while, the true qi of the ninefold meditation seemed to be stagnant in the body, and it couldn't be mobilized for half a minute!

"It's you! It's you! ”

While!

Feng Buming was angry for a moment, the weight of his hand was suddenly inappropriate, and the right fist that beat the knife embryo was too strong, and the treasure knife that was about to take shape after the flames rose suddenly broke into two, but the divine soldier cast hand did not see half a pity, he threw the knife embryo into the waterfall without looking at it, and then stepped forward and came straight to Ren Yunji!

The loose hair was like a mad demon, and the unrepaired stubble was slightly scorched yellow under the erosion of the foehn wind, but between the shifting and transposition, the blade showed his innate demeanor, and in an instant, he entered the top of Mount Tai and forced him to the front of the black sword.

At the same moment, the black sword seemed to be stimulated again, and the frost and cold sword qi in the endless humming was out of control, and the cold freezing qi not only covered the back with a layer of frost, but also blocked the blazing aura emitted by Feng Buming's body in front of him, and there was no room for crossing the border!

Things are changing too fast, and before the little Taoist has time to chew on the deep meaning, Ren Yunxian and Feng Buming have already used the black sword as the boundary, facing each other at hand...

"Senior..."

"It's not you! Not you! How could it not be you!? ”

Before Ren Yunxian finished speaking, Feng was nameless but he was crazy about himself, he didn't explain a word, he just said something that made people scratch his head and contradict himself, and the little Taoist was completely confused... It's just that this senior's cultivation is really profound, if he doesn't let people go, Ren Yunji can't leave even if he wants to.

This... Lord Yigu, you won't be deliberately cheating me, will you?

Just in embarrassment, the Wanhua disciple who was standing aside finally spoke.

"Senior, this is the junior brother of Ren Yunxian from the Pure Yang Palace, and today the valley master specially asked me to bring him to meet you."

"Did I let you speak?"

"Yes, the junior is rude."

Choking one after another, this Wanhua disciple's temper is really good, and he arched his hand and took another step. And Feng Buming seemed to have figured out a little bit about the situation here, but the suspicious and angry gaze never moved away from Ren Yunxi.

After a long time, just when the little Taoist leader could barely hold on, this eccentric master finally spoke again

"Say! How could the Iron Sword be in your hands! ”

“…”

Speechless, Ren Yunji understood this sentence, and according to the analysis of the situation in the context, he boldly guessed that the strange black sword that had been by his side all the time was called Iron Saliva, but when it came to how this sword came about...

"Senior, this sword is a gift from my senior brother."

"Senior brother?"

Feng Buming's tone was full of suspicion. He looked Ren Yunji up and down, and then suddenly reached out and pressed his right hand heavily on Xiao Dao Chang's shoulder, and suddenly an unstoppable internal qi invaded the latter's body, and in an instant, he touched the bottom of Xiao Dao Chang through...

"With your skills, you can also be regarded as his junior brother?"

Does this person know the elder brother?

Ren Yunxian was stunned for a moment, but then he didn't notice anything wrong from these words... Don't say that it is in the Pure Yang Palace, even if you look at the world, Shangguan Yun is definitely an unborn genius, just imagine that except for the senior brother, who else can fight off the innate in the acquired realm? It is not surprising that the little Taoist feels that he is not as good as his senior brother.

"What the seniors said is that the senior brother is extremely talented and is the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the younger generation is really difficult to do just in case."

"Oh? Then you say that if there is no iron sword, he will face me up, who will win and who will lose? ”

"Uh..."

Feng Buming asked again, this time the little Taoist chief really had no rules... How to answer this question?