After Wang Anfeng stepped into the fifth grade, he was able to inhibit the flow of the qi machine, so that every move was a huge atmosphere of the mountains and rivers, but because he gathered his strength at one point, the killing was stronger.

This sword carries the lonely cold sword intent of the Tianshan Mountains, and there is a trick Qianqiu Xue learned from Gong Yu, which almost expounds the cold sword intent of the Taiyin vein to the peak at this time.

Wei Qianfeng's expression changed, there was nothing to dodge left and right, if he drew his sword and fought hard, it would inevitably harm the lives of the surrounding cronies.

Wang Anfeng came extremely quickly, like an arrow from the string, but it was extremely light in the change, his body stepped on the wind, and his right foot gently stepped on the forehead of Wei Qianfeng's sitting horse, the qi flowed, not hurting its life, reversed from the air, the action posture was swaying and chic, and the others in the Xuanjian Gate were abandoned, and the long sword sword in his hand did not decrease but rose, and directly took Wei Qianfeng.

The latter had already drawn his sword in his hand at this time, although he had suffered Wu Qiong's sleeve before, his injury had been barely suppressed, his expression was indifferent, and he suddenly made a move towards Wang Anfeng's forehead, and the two swords hedged, and they clashed several times in an instant, and the sound of the sword trembled and buzzed, which was extremely poignant.

Wei Qianfeng is a cold character who can turn his back on the life-saving preacher, but he cherishes his disciples very much, and he relies on his swordsmanship to drag Wang Anfeng back, his voice is indifferent, and he makes the remaining Xuanjian disciples leave.

He is very powerful, and these disciples can be brought out by him to do such dirty things that are morally intolerable in the rivers and lakes, naturally all of them are his henchmen, and they are also used to his hot hand behavior, so they dare not disobey, and after hesitating for a while, he took the two disciples who were seriously injured by Wang Anfeng, found a new direction, and patted the horse away.

After the disciple left, Wei Qianfeng's face became colder and colder, he raised his hand to stop Wang Anfeng's sword, looked at the clear eyes on the other side and the honest face that was not worthy of these eyes at all, squinted his eyes, and said:

"A sword swings in the cold autumn, are you a disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect?"

"I remember that your Tianshan Sword Kui broke his arm and went into hiding, because he helped Elder Yiye Xuan, but the other party concealed the difficulty of the matter, so the Tianshan Sword tried the sword Jiangnan from north to south."

"Since you are a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, you came to Jiangnan not to avenge the ancestors of the sect, but to help the opponent, so you treat the teacher like this?"

Wang Anfeng held his sword and said calmly:

"Treachery, you are not worthy to say this."

Wei Qianfeng was pointed out the unpleasant things in his heart, and he was angry for a while, but he only laughed out loud, and then seemed to finally can't hold back the emotions in his heart, and said loudly:

"Treachery? What do you know?! ”

"If Jiang Yang doesn't cherish himself and gives me all the cheats, then how can I be trapped in the realm of the five grades and not be able to advance an inch? If he can speak out when I ask him for advice, then I will still be grateful to him, respect him in everything, and even be willing to keep the courtesy of a disciple! ”

"But he didn't!"

"He allowed me to be trapped in this realm for twenty, twenty years! How many twenty years can a person have in this life? Hahaha, the gate of heaven can't be locked, and there is nothing to do in my life, but the left and right are wasted, this is the only opportunity, that is, to be abused by future generations, and I will not hesitate to do it! ”

"I originally planned to recruit you into my door, but now it seems that he is a poor and rotten Confucian who adheres to the so-called rules of etiquette, and he is unworthy of cultivation, and he is dominated by swords in the rivers and lakes, you might as well kill you for such a role!"

In the middle of the words, the strength on the long sword suddenly soared.

Wang Anfeng's face was slightly pale.

After all, Wei Qianfeng is a first-rate figure in the five-rank swordsmanship, and he has been immersed in this realm for twenty years, which is longer than Wang Anfeng's age.

The world's martial arts, with the three religions are the most long-standing, although they are not good at fighting and killing, but a breath of true qi in the abdomen, endlessly, even if they are old, their muscles and bones are gradually decreasing, and it will not lead to the retreat of the martial arts realm.

On the contrary, it is that breath of true breath, which becomes more and more refined with time.

The martial artists on the rivers and lakes are heavy on killing methods, and the secret injuries often erupt after old age, and after old age, the body is relaxed, the mind is absent, and there is often a situation of retreat.

This retreat is like a torrent, and it is difficult to stop.

Wei Qianfeng's cultivation is the way of killing and swordsmanship, and he has never fallen into the realm, which shows that his martial arts practice is sincere, and he must refuse to rest day by day, and he has obtained half of the seven classics of the rivers and lakes, and his strength is even higher than Wang Anfeng.

At this time, he was furious, and the sword in his hand followed the most basic sword theory, and he used the thunderbolt method, and Wang Anfeng's sword intent was only used once at the beginning, and even if he turned into the thirty-three sword passed on by Mr. Win, he attacked and attacked, and gradually did not stick to the conventional swordsmanship.

What he was holding in his hand was just an ordinary weapon that he had just snatched from the hands of the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect, the wooden sword was wrapped in a blue package, and it was placed in place, and there was no time to take it, it was not wrong, but it was deliberate.

In the past, there were divine soldiers in hand, no matter how desperate the situation was, he knew that as long as he pulled out the wooden sword, he would definitely be able to fight a way out, so he was always calm and slow in his heart, and he never forced himself into a desperate situation.

There is a saying about hiding the sword in kendo practice.

External practice is self-tied.

The sword is in the sheath, and it is not out of life and death, so as to temper the sword qi in the swordsman's heart, so that several times in the past, there will be a edge, if it can not be out of the sword for decades, a sword will inevitably make the world shake.

At this time, he left the divine soldiers, and even left his elders and friends, and he was really alone with the masters of the same level, for him, it was a hidden sword in a greater sense, and he took the initiative to seek training in martial arts.

This time, I hurried here to block it, one was because I didn't like this person's scheming behavior, and for Xiahou Xuan's sake, and the other was to sharpen myself.

With a roar, the wide sword in Wei Qianfeng's hand turned, as if the Great Qin Mo knife technique, and slashed down extremely roughly, the sword in Wang Anfeng's hand was just a better weapon than the ordinary hundred wrought iron on the rivers and lakes.

Just as he was about to wait for the sword to be slashed, he turned back when the qi was in decline, but he didn't prevent Wei Qianfeng from stepping forward suddenly, this sword stabbed forward, and the sword momentum was not damaged, but it soared again like a waterfall at the mouth of the pot, and the face was condensed, understanding that although this white-haired swordsman was unbearable, his fighting experience was not inferior to his own.

At this time, if you talk about ordinary martial artists, you can't avoid it, but Wang Anfeng has a lot of unique knowledge, and he uses the method of stealing the door to breathe out of thin air, and he deflects a point to the side with a fluttering posture, just avoiding the edge of the sword, and without waiting for Wei Qianfeng to change his moves, his left hand raised his fingers, and his expression turned peaceful.

Three thousand worlds can be destroyed in an instant.

In an instant, dozens of fingers flicked on the spine of the sword at the same time.

The long sword trembled suddenly, and the sword qi and sword intent instantly collapsed.

Wang Anfeng forcibly maintained his own qi, took a step forward, the sword in his right hand was upside down, his left hand turned into a palm, and he slapped forward, his momentum was as calm as a mountain, as if he was enveloping Wei Qianfeng's acupoints at the same time.

The latter snorted coldly, at this time, the distance was no longer able to pull out the sword, his left hand turned into a sword finger, and he showed an extremely exquisite light sword technique all the way, the two fought in close combat, and after more than a dozen moves, Wang Anfeng's cultivation was slightly inferior after all, and he was pointed in the palm of Wei Qianfeng's palm.

With a soft sound, the unobstructed qi of the palm was broken.

A cold smile appeared on Wei Qianfeng's face.

Wang Anfeng flipped his left hand and held his palm tightly in the palm of his hand, and at the same time, his expression was calm, and he took a long breath abruptly.

The long whale can swallow the sea and run through Kunlun in one breath.

Fang Cai's boiling qi machine condensed slightly, and suddenly turned to the sixth layer of the Golden Bell Jar exercises.

Wei Qianfeng's complexion changed suddenly, but Wang Anfeng's palms suddenly glowed with pale gold, as if he instantly became a wrestler who could carry the mountain and walk, and with his kung fu, he couldn't break free for a while.

Wang Anfeng has not been able to set foot in the realm this morning, at this time, through the fierce battle, he actually took a step forward, and he was full of energy, like a breath of machine turned into mustard Sumeru, within a square circle, dignified as Kunlun Mountain.

Wei Qianfeng, who was good at swordsmanship and internal qi and did not cultivate his physique, turned pale, opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he was unable to suppress the internal injuries caused by Wu Qiong's sleeve, and he was trapped internally and externally, causing his qi and blood to churn.

Wei Qianfeng gritted his teeth, got up, and groaned:

"I'm good at raising my heroic ......"

Wang Anfeng took advantage of the qi at this time, his fingers pointed out, and the shot turned out to be a move in the sword fingers used by Wei Qianfeng, which was extremely powerful, directly breaking the qi around his body, turning into a palm again, pressing on his dantian position, Pei Ran's internal qi exploded, and Wei Qianfeng was knocked out several zhang, and the breath of pure qi that the latter wanted to condense almost collapsed.

Wang Anfeng didn't chase him, the long sword in his hand was raised, and the five fingers of his left hand were bluffed, brushing from the blade of the sword, with a solemn expression.

The long sword groaned, and the sword body lit up inch by inch with pale blue streamers.

He had seen the Heavenly Sword Soldier unleash a sword, which could make the heavens and the earth clear.

This sword is called sending soldiers to the army.

Self-realization.

Fang Yuan dozens of zhang seemed to be frightened by the sudden burst of qi, becoming stagnant, the flowing wind did not move, everything was silent, only the sword calmly slashed out, becoming the only flowing picture, instantly slashing Wei Qianfeng.

There is a breeze between heaven and earth.

Wang Anfeng's face turned pale suddenly, and he fell down in an instant with the qi that was raging in the battle to the death, and the momentum also stirred the qi and blood in his chest and abdomen, if it weren't for his strong physique, he would have to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Over there, Wei Qianfeng no longer had a qi machine, his eyes widened, and he didn't know if he saw the grandeur of a lifetime in this sword that he had obtained from Honghui's military solution.

Wang Anfeng stood up, the sword in his hand couldn't withstand the edge of the sword, and cracks had already appeared from the edge of the sword, Wang Anfeng slowly walked to Wei Qianfeng, who was kneeling on the ground, and snorted like a reckless man in the village, and said softly:

"Haoran Righteous ......"

"You deserve it too?"

He casually inserted the long sword in his hand next to Wei Qianfeng's corpse.

The wind cracked, and the murmur did not stop.

PS: Today's first update is ............ 3,000 words......