"Ah, I'm so angry, see if I don't smoke you bastard!"

Xie Xiaofeng was a proud son of heaven even in the Flying Immortal Sect, but now he was insulted by a small person repeatedly, he trembled with anger, and immediately burst out with the breath of the middle stage of the distraction realm, condensed a palm print the size of ten zhang, and slapped it on the ground.

This palm seemed casual, just like slapping an annoying fly, but the power was really in the middle of the distraction realm, and the air was immediately fanned away, as if a sharp blade was cutting Xiang Feiyu's face, and the pain was endless.

"One of the Divine Dragon Sword Techniques, Vaporize the Dragon!"

Xiang Feiyu's face was solemn, and he screamed, and immediately burst out with the aura of the peak of the out-of-body realm, and the power of the dragon also surged out, and he immediately displayed his mastery of the Divine Dragon Sword Technique.

He seems to be reckless, and he has been irritating Xie Xiaofeng without knowing whether he is alive or dead, but in fact, he is just making the other party lose his mind and increase the interest rate of his escape.

He deeply knows the gap between his strength and the other party, and in the case of Xie Xiaofeng's full outburst, he can only have a certain chance to escape if he takes out the kung fu to press the bottom of the box!

In just one breath, Xiang Feiyu stabbed out the ninety-nine eighty-one sword, and the extremely powerful sword qi condensed but did not emit, turning into a golden dragon, vivid, like an entity, exuding a faint dragon might, standing proudly in the void.

"Go!"

Xiang Feiyu didn't dare to hesitate any longer, the giant palm had arrived in front of him, he injected the last dragon power into the divine dragon's body, the dragon's eyes immediately lit up like a light bulb, and his momentum soared, and then let out a dragon groan, and he bit away at the giant palm.

"Boom!"

It was as if two trains collided, making a thunderous explosion, and the giant palm and the divine dragon exploded at the same time, turning into surging energy again, flying in all directions, setting off a circle of qi waves, and smashing the earth out of a deep pit of dozens of zhang.

The power of a palm, as strong as a man!

"Poof!"

Xiang Feiyu's strength was still a little worse, his body flew back a hundred meters, a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment. Filled with golden light, the Holy Dragon's body operated spontaneously and quickly began to heal.

The two of them seem to be only two small realms apart, but there is still a large realm of heaven in between, and if they were replaced by an ordinary cultivator, they would definitely have been bombarded into scum. Xiang Feiyu relied on his cultivation of the Divine Dragon Hegemony Physique, his physique was different from ordinary people, and coupled with the strength of the dragon's power, he was able to resist the opponent's attack by leaping over the ranks.

He looked miserable, but in fact, the injury was not serious, but he was only injured a little, and with the recovery of the spirit dragon body, he would heal quickly.

It's just that Xie Xiaofeng can't give him time to heal, he just wants to knock down Xiang Feiyu immediately and trample him under his feet in order to regain his lost dignity.

"Hmph, boy, now you know it's awesome, right? I think you can still resist a few moves? The next thing you know is despair! ”

Xie Xiaofeng smiled fiercely, and the aura in his body soared again, as if he was a giant who stood up to the sky and the earth, and was about to make that earth-destroying move against an ant.

"Boom!"

The vast power of the immortal yuan burst out, and instantly condensed a fist mark of more than ten zhang, although it was not very big, it was more real than before, the meridians were like it, and the coercion was also multiplied, making Xiang Feiyu feel a heavy depression.

"Fist Conquers the World!"

Xie Xiaofeng's momentum reached its peak in an instant, and with a cold snort, the huge fist mark smashed down like a meteorite, the air exploded, and there was a sonic boom, and the ground was forced to sink one layer, which showed the horror of the power.

"The power is too strong, it seems that you can only continue to use the Divine Dragon Sword Technique!"

Xiang Feiyu's heart was full of helplessness, he had never had time to refine the elixir that improved his soul power, even if the energy in his body was already enough, he still failed to reach the distraction realm.

"Double Dragons Play Pearls!"

He had already been waiting for him, and when he saw this, he roared, and the power of the dragon gushed out wildly, and the divine dragon sword conjured up a phantom, and the sword qi flew out, and in an instant, two divine dragons of more than ten meters were condensed, flashing with golden light, and roared away.

The divine dragon exuded a dragon might, which seemed to reduce the speed of the fist print, which made Xie Xiaofeng's eyes a little more cautious. The dragon flew through the space, leaving two passages that could not heal for a long time.

The two masters are facing each other, and all the fancy moves have become decorations, and in the end it is the real strength of the comparison. As a thunderclap sounded, the energy that was thicker than the eruption of the volcano immediately exploded, setting off a huge wave that mercilessly destroyed everything that stood in its way.

"Poof—"

Although Xiang Feiyu's Two Dragon Playing Beads were extremely strong and destroyed the fist mark of a mid-stage cultivator of the Distraction Realm, due to the difference in absolute strength, he was still knocked away without any suspense, and once again spewed out a bloody arrow, falling into the dust!

"Ah, I'm so! I didn't expect that my dignified Heavenly Son Sword Spirit would be followed by a big fool! My life is so bitter, it's really eyeless, so that this sword spirit is unladylike......"

Xiang Feiyu got up in embarrassment, although he was not fatally injured, but he was also beaten to the point that his whole body was sore, his arms were numb, and even his internal organs were injured a little, and he was very depressed, but he couldn't change anything for a while, so he could only take one step at a time.

At this moment, an evil and slightly neutral voice sounded in his sea of consciousness, Xiang Feiyu felt both familiar and unfamiliar, and was stunned for a moment, only to remember that it was still the Son of Heaven Sword Spirit.

He was almost too busy to die for a while, and he simply forgot the existence of this long-lost Son of Heaven Sword Spirit, even if he heard it report to his home, he didn't react immediately.

Xiang Feiyu was in an unhappy mood, and hurriedly separated a trace of divine sense into the sea of knowledge, and scolded angrily when he heard the words:

"Son of Heaven Sword Spirit, you have no conscience, you are serving with good food and drink all day long in your brother's sea of knowledge, and you have made a lot of progress, right? Now that my brother is in a big disaster, it doesn't matter if you don't come out to save the driver, where are you still shouting grievances and scolding people to death, what are you going to make trouble? ”

"Hmph, boy, don't you get cheap and sell it! Although I borrowed your dilapidated house to shelter from the wind and rain, when did I not just recover a little, and in order to save you, I was beaten back to the circle and fell into a deep sleep? You see, that's not the case this time......"

Xiang Feiyu is now hanging by a thread in life and death, where can he still care about listening to the sword spirit's verbosity, if he doesn't think of a way, the other party will make another move, and he will probably hang up. So, he hurriedly interrupted the sword spirit's broken thoughts and said:

"Then you should hurry up, if you don't make a move, just wait to destroy it with your brother!"

"Call you stupid, you are not happy; Scold you twice, you still have opinions. Let me tell you, this sword spirit will not make a move this time, as a cultivator, you must know that all external forces are floating clouds, and only if your own strength is strong, can you go further on the road of cultivating immortals! If you blindly rely on external forces, then ......"