Zhao Feng smiled: "Naturally." ”

Zhao Feng stepped forward with the sword, although his body was still a mess, but it was much better than just now, Bu Lanshui frowned, and wanted to stop Zhao Feng out loud, Zhao Feng's previous injuries were too serious, if he really did it with Qing Huizi, listening to Uncle Sword Master was so rigid, if something happened, he would definitely not save him.

Chu Wuguo stretched out his hand to stop Bu Lanshui, shook his head and said, "You have to believe it." ”

Seeing that Chu Wuguo said this, Bu Lanshui was a little worried, but he still didn't continue to obstruct it.

Zhao Feng held his sword and aimed at Wei Zinuo behind him and said with a smile: "Don't leave yet, are you waiting here for me to invite you to tea?" ”

Wei Zinuo waved his hair and said to Zhao Fengbi: "Don't die." ”

After that, he nodded to Tingjian and Fu Xuan, and was about to leave, he understood that Zhao Feng was using himself to drag other loose cultivators, after all, she was full of horns, if she didn't leave immediately, it would definitely cause the strong to make a move, and the only way to do it was to return to Wen Lanju.

Looking at Wei Zinuo, who was about to leave, Fu Juan suddenly said, "Say hello to Wen Chuchu for me, and thank you for saving Zhao Feng." ”

Wei Zinuo looked at Fu Juan in surprise, nodded, and left with someone.

In addition to listening to the sword in the field, only Liu Qiang understood, Zhao Feng's "words", he kicked the ball to Tingjian, Tingjian admitted that he was listening to his sister and kicked the ball to Fu Xuan, Fu Huang gave the ball to the kid, that kid used a fair fight with Qinghuizi to drag everyone here, but asked Wei Zinuo to write down their departure, obviously wanting to settle accounts after the autumn.

Liu Qiang looked at Tingjian and then at Zhao Feng quietly, and secretly scolded these two in his heart!

Zhao Feng walked towards Qinghuizi step by step, and the scattered cultivators around him also had the idea of leaving when they saw Wei Zinuo leaving, and when they were thinking about how to get out, they heard Jian's sudden voice: "Staying will let you leave." "The implication is that you're going to stay here for now.

The scattered cultivators' faces were a little ugly when they heard this, but no one dared to challenge the authority, and they all stood honestly in place.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, sword qi slowly poured out from the sword, Qing Huizi's pupils shrank, and he raised his hand without warning: "Broken wood thorn!" ”

Unlike the previous broken wood thorns that formed a wall without dead ends, this time the broken wood thorn release area is very small, just for Zhao Feng, the release area is small, and the speed must be fast.

But Zhao Feng was not too surprised, with the pace of waving the sword, the knowledgeable scattered cultivators changed their faces one after another, even if the sword of fine iron was infused with sword qi, it was impossible to cut off the two-order magic that was higher than the master, the only possibility was that this young man's internal breath was very solid, and the sword must not be ordinary.

Qing Huizi looked at Zhao Feng calmly, angry, the broken wood thorns were denser and faster, Zhao Feng's sword style remained the same, but his mind kept recalling the sword just now, the sword was not only fast, but also the feeling of thunder falling, Zhao Feng kept recalling the characteristics of thunder.

In the past, when he was even Rachel, he just felt that it was as fast as thunder, but he ignored that thunder was not only fast, but also omnipresent, he should not stick to the form, at any time, any angle, any position can swing Rachel.

Zhao Feng, who understood this, came out of his sword more neatly, controlled his own sword qi gathering, and whispered: "Rachel." "Four broken wood thorns were cut off at the same time. Zhao Feng realized that the flat ground thunder is not only suitable for the Cangji True Thunder Technique, but also for the same as Lei Che, which is fast and makes it impossible to predict when it will appear.

Qing Huizi felt a little unbearable, the Broken Wood Thorn was undoubtedly very consuming of spiritual power, especially the high-intensity use of Qing Huizi, but Qing Huizi felt that the Broken Soul Thorn he put was getting slower and slower, and Zhao Feng was still so comfortable that he seemed to step on his heart without taking a step forward.

Qing Huizi was suddenly shocked, there were always so many swords in Zhao Feng's swords that were outrageously fast, if it weren't for Qing Huizi to look carefully, he wouldn't be able to see it at all, and those extremely fast swords could always cut off several broken wood thorns.

Qing Huizi knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely be bullied by Zhao Feng in front of him, so he was ruthless, and quickly shot out more than a dozen broken wood thorns, and then raised his sword with the broken wood thorns to meet him.

Zhao Feng's pupils shrank, and he quickly caught up, "Rachel!" When a sword was slashed, more than a dozen broken wood thorns were suddenly cut off, and the energy was transmitted to Qing Huizi's face, so that he had to retract his sword momentum to defend.

When he came back to his senses, Zhao Feng's sword had arrived, and the two fought more than a dozen swords, and the wounds on Qing Huizi's body gradually increased, and he himself seemed to have some difficulty receiving the sword, Zhao Feng's sword was completely different from the sword just now, although the sword just now was not bad, but it could be easily taken, but the current sword made him cowardly.

It's obviously the same sword move, but the power and angle are completely different, as if thunder suddenly fell from the cloudless clear sky, which made people unguardable.

Qing Huizi is also worthy of being the beloved disciple of the sect master of the Evil Ghost Sword Sect, although the situation is passive, but he still maintains sobriety and calmness, Qing Huizi used a false move to open the distance between him and Zhao Feng, and gently stroked the sword in his hand with his left hand, the originally quiet sword suddenly began to become restless, and a black sword qi slowly emerged from the sword, and Qing Huizi's face looked even more gloomy under the reflection of the sword qi.

The air around him began to become heavy, and Qing Huizi said gloomily: "Forcing me to this point through two steps, I have to admit that you are very powerful, I know that I can't survive today no matter what, but before that, I must pull you on your back!" ”

After Qing Huizi finished speaking, he ran towards Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng felt the deepest feeling on the front, he sank his breath, and took every sword in the most conservative way, the advantage that had just arrived on one side began to reverse, Zhao Feng was almost immediately at a disadvantage, and he was defeated and retreated, Zhao Feng noticed that Qing Huizi's eyes became blood-red, bloodshot and fierce, and his face was also red.

And Qing Huizi's face became redder and redder, and the black qi on his sword became more and more vigorous, Zhao Feng felt that there was something in his body that was about to break out, and this feeling was especially obvious when he lifted Qing Huizi's black qi.

Zhao Feng had to be distracted and suppressed his inner impulse, which gave Qing Huizi a great opportunity, and Qing Huizi's sword momentum was even stronger, and it was clear that he would beat the water dog.

Tingjian outside the field looked at Zhao Feng's state and frowned tightly, Zhao Feng's state just now was very good, and Lei Che also entered the state, although Qinghuizi's sword style was a little weird, but according to Tingjian's experience, he could also guess that it was an evil art that forcibly stimulated his own potential, but this kind of evil art could not be used indefinitely, as long as Zhao Feng stabilized this time, everything would be solved, but Zhao Feng's state suddenly declined.

At this time, Zhao Feng was also in a state of dire straits, the spiritual power in his body was crazy and wanted to burst out, Zhao Feng was running his internal breath and wanted to suppress it, but he was unexpectedly distracted. I want to talk about "The Call of Infinite Time and Space" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~