Above the endless sky, two figures stood quietly in the void, the strong wind around them was howling, and the white clouds under their feet were leisurely, but it did not affect their confrontation in the slightest.

Cao Mengshen has pale white hair, but his eyes are shining with wisdom, and he does not look old at all; Xiang Feiyu was smiling, without any nervousness.

Both of them exuded the aura of the peak of the out-of-body realm, staring at each other,-for-tat, the two sides had not yet fought, and the momentum had begun to collide with each other, making a rumbling sound.

"Junior, if you have the guts to leave this immortal behind, let me see how many catties you have!" Cao Mengshen sneered all over his face, and took the lead in taking the lead.

Xiang Feiyu was confident, and he didn't care about the other party's tricks at all, and said indifferently:

"You weren't the first out-of-body realm peak to be killed by me, but you were definitely the first out-of-body realm peak to be killed head-on by me, and given that, you should be proud!"

It's really unbearable!

No matter how you say it, you are also an immortal at the peak of the out-of-body realm, you are the elder of the Flying Dragon Sect, usually high, calling the wind and rain, and the status is respected!

And the kid was repeatedly ignored and even insulted by a junior, even if Cao Mengshen was deeply cultivated, he couldn't help but be full of anger at this time, trembling with anger, and reprimanded loudly:

"Hmph, junior, let us speak with facts, this immortal will definitely teach you how to respect the strong!"

"Come, come, I can't wait!"

Xiang Feiyu's fighting spirit was high, and he immediately shouted excitedly, his expression was even more excited than a groom's official entering the cave room. At the same time, he also hooked Cao Mengshen with his index finger.

"Hmph, the kid is really speechless, this immortal will teach you a lesson!"

Looking at this nasty boy, Cao Mengshen's face was beating wildly, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a trace of dangerous light, like a poisonous snake about to attack.

"Come on, I'll wait, I'm still afraid that you won't make it!"

Looking at the distorted face of his opponent with anger, Xiang Feiyu was even more open-minded, and continued to tease, feeling angry that he would not pay for his life.

"Boom!"

Inadvertently, a gust of wind came, according to a certain rhythm, lingering around Cao Mengshen's body, and his cyan robe fluttered with the wind, as if he was one with the wind.

Well? What is this old boy going to do? Why does it seem to have a mysterious meaning?

Xiang Feiyu's face suddenly changed, and his heart tightened, and he found that Cao Mengshen had changed a little, which made him feel that he couldn't see through.

Just when he was stunned, Cao Mengshen moved!

The wind around him seemed to be like a soul, turning into a hurricane, and rushed towards Xiang Feiyu, as fast as lightning. Cao Mengshen seemed to be the master of the wind, walking against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Xiang Feiyu.

"Huh!"

A sword appeared out of thin air in Cao Mengshen's right hand, and the coercion was pervasive, and a sharp and incomparable sword aura suddenly erupted, stabbing at Xiang Feiyu's dantian.

What the? This old thing is weird, how can it be so fast?

Xiang Feiyu woke up suddenly, the hairs on his body suddenly exploded, and the cold sweat flowed wildly, which could not be used to the extreme, stimulating his potential, and instinctively took a lost step, and his body conjured up an afterimage, dodging away.

Lost Trace Step is a kind of indescribable level of martial arts, coupled with Dao Xiu's reflex ability far beyond that of martial arts, it can be used in a small area, and it has unpredictable ability.

Despite this, Xiang Feiyu avoided the key point of the dantian, and was also stabbed in the extension of the waist, and his expression changed drastically and appeared dozens of meters away.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the cyan sword qi flew thousands of meters away, piercing through the air and making a loud noise, leaving only a long ripple trail to spread slowly.

Cao Mengshen slowly turned around, faced Xiang Feiyu, and finally showed a hint of a victor's smile, and sneered: "Boy, my sword tastes good, right?" ”

Xiang Feiyu didn't answer immediately, he was still immersed in the shock just now, quickly thinking about the root cause of all this!

Xiang Feiyu rose from the small Liuxian City, and later entered the Shenlong Sect and became the outer disciple of the Shenlong Sect, but was calculated by Wang Heng's uncle and nephew; Later, he entered the forbidden area of the Shenlong Sect and was targeted by more inner disciples; Then, the Divine Dragon Sect was surrounded and suppressed by the three sects, and the dragon team repeatedly made feats and encountered many masters of the three sects......

It can be said that along the way, Xiang Feiyu encountered thousands of difficulties, dangers, and hardships, but he still came over bumpy.

Now, at a young age, he has advanced to the peak of the out-of-body realm, and it is really well deserved to say that he is a peerless demon!

In view of this, Xiang Feiyu does have a little bit of a feeling of seeing the world!

In addition, he had killed the peak of the out-of-body realm in the late stage of the out-of-body realm, and his self-confidence was even more inflated, thinking that he was really a miracle creator, and in the case of not being able to go out of the distraction realm, he was absolutely invincible!

However, this time, he felt that Cao Mengshen had brought him an unparalleled crisis, and he sounded the alarm in time!

No matter when, you should be cautious, knowing that the world is big, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky!

After a while, Xiang Feiyu finally clarified his thoughts, his eyes narrowed, he looked at Cao Mengshen, and said, "I didn't expect you to be still a Wind Spirit Root owner, and you can actually break through my defense!" ”

"Hmph, don't think that your dragon team has demons, this immortal also has a wind spirit root owner, and he also has the ability to kill you!"

"You think that the people of your dragon team all have cultivation and secret skills, and their physique is strong, but you have calculated everything, and you haven't calculated that I still have a ground-level sword, right?"

Seeing that Xiang Feiyu was injured, Cao Mengshen had a trace of confidence in his heart, and his mood became better, so he simply revealed his secret.

It seems that the dragon team is not invincible, as long as you play your hole cards, you may be able to turn the tables today!

Even if he was in danger, with his wind attribute exercises, if he wanted to escape, the other party would not be able to stop him!

However, after Cao Mengshen finished speaking, he stopped a little embarrassed, and Xiang Feiyu did not have the panicked expression he expected on his face!

"Old thing, I didn't expect you to be a big fish, if I kill you, will your Flying Dragon Sect be very heartbroken?"

Xiang Feiyu touched the blood on his waist with his hand, put his finger in his mouth, licked it, and smashed his mouth a few times, and asked with a smile.

He had a wicked smile on his face, as if what had just happened had no effect on him at all.

"Hmph, boy, although you have a hard mouth, the speed of this immortal is not slower than yours, the strength is not lower than yours, and there is a ground-level sword that can break defenses, what do I think you can use to resist? Wait a minute! ”

A trace of anger surged on Cao Mengshen's face again, and he sneered with a hard expression of looking at the dead duck.