Luan Ying and the others were simply dumbfounded, not knowing what he was showing up for at the moment.

Li Dan found Li Yinxiang and Wang Anfeng talking cordially, I don't know that it was because the girl liked chivalry, so she had a sense of admiration and worship, but the relationship between the two of them was extremely close, and she couldn't help but feel unhappy in her heart.

In addition, what Wang An said in his mouth was "being forced to do things he didn't like", he was a little direct and not inferior, and he felt offended, and he was slightly angry, and sneered:

"What's the matter, Fufeng Knife, is it only the kung fu on the lips?"

"Do you want to make three moves for you?"

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at Li Danxun, and did not answer, the warriors of the Huangfu family around him scattered, and many whispers could be heard around, most of them were disdainful, and they were humiliating when they talked about the wind sword, but Li Danxun's performance today was too strong.

Shadow frowned, "What is he going to do?" ”

Luan stared at the bottom, shook his head and said, "I don't know...... But if he can make Li Danxun suffer some hardships and share some prestige, we won't be too badly defeated today. ”

The things that everyone was discussing naturally could not affect the two people in the audience at this time.

There are only two of them here, Li Danxun said in a low voice: "If you don't come forward, I can still let you go, but since you have come out, you are ready to pay some price......

Wang Anfeng looked at the young man in front of him, his expression was indifferent, and said:

"Three breaths."

Li Danxun was slightly stunned, and anger immediately rose in his heart, the person in front of him had to fight sixty or seventy times to win even an ordinary six-grade battle, and he was trying to defeat himself within three breaths? laughed angrily at the moment, and before he could speak, Wang Anfeng's right hand was already on the hilt of the knife.

With a low groan, the ink knife in his hand was pulled out inch by inch.

The corners of the knife maniac's mouth slightly arced, and he said softly:

"First breath."

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden silence.

In an instant, the sound of breaking the sky suddenly erupted!

The terrifying sword shadow rose into the sky, and the northern swordsman was commenting on the loopholes in Wang Anfeng's standing posture to the disciples behind him, his heart suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and the reflection of the streamer.

The whispers that had existed all the time disappeared in an instant.

It seems that winter has come in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, only the domineering and incomparable sword fell instantly, almost the moment the first sword fell, the second one had already fallen, and at the same time as the second crazy slash, the third and fourth slashes had already appeared.

Huge, fierce, domineering!

While! While! While!

The sound of all the collisions was high and poignant, filling everyone's ears, and every time it fell, it was so heavy that Li Danxun could only barely support it, retreating again and again, in the huge martial arts arena, there was a dead silence, and only the extremely violent humming sound of metal could be heard constantly exploding, and the knives were falling one by one.

Everyone seemed to have lost the ability to speak before such a domineering and wild knife technique. They looked at the sword, a figure slowly walked forward, the voice was cold, accompanied by footsteps and the sound of violent knife sounds, one by one.

"You can't use the sword."

"Loose stance."

"The gas machine is chaotic."

The time for three breaths has arrived.

The last slash slashed down.

With a roar, Li Danxun couldn't hold the knife in his hand and flew out upside down.

The last voice fell, and in the dead air, it sounded in the ears of one by one dazed warriors, indifferent and arrogant.

"What qualifications do you have, to compete with a certain knife?!

Huangfu Kui broke free from the loss of consciousness, flashed into the ring, and blocked the fight with a knife, Li Danxun is a great hero of the Huangfu family, he can't let him be defeated here anyway, and shouted at the moment:

"Fufeng Knife, my Senior Brother Li has gone through fierce battles, and with one enemy and three, he repelled strong enemies, resulting in the loss of qi, what kind of hero are you taking advantage of people's danger? For today's sake, how about stopping for the time being and comparing it in a few days? ”

He has moved out of the young master of the emperor and the family of the emperor, intending to force the sword maniac in front of him to retreat, the knife in the hand of the sword maniac is obliquely held, the whole body is inkless, only the blade is cold, and he said calmly:

"To stand in front of a certain body is to be an enemy of a certain person, to be an enemy of a certain person, and to fight to the death is ......"

"Fight to the death, live without resentment, die without regrets!"

"Do you have such an awareness?"

With the declaration of indifference, the ink knife in the hand of the knife maniac was slightly raised, and then it fell again, and the domineering knife marks this time directly shrouded the two people, including Huangfu Kui, and the master of the Huangfu family saw that the young master was also trapped in it, and he also rushed into it, trying to subdue the knife maniac.

Wang Anfeng's fist divine weapon qi dispersed, disrupting the qi machine here, no one could spend more time mobilizing the qi machine in this situation, so he had to rely on his own body's internal strength and martial arts to fight the enemy.

At the same time, the ink knife in his right hand roared violently, instantly dividing the sword shadow.

There are thirteen masters of the Huangfu family.

Three people from the Northern Sword Sect.

Panshan Sect is one person.

Huang Fukui, Li Danxun.

There are seven warriors in the rivers and lakes.

The crowd was breathless, staring blankly at what was happening in front of them.

They saw one master after another leap into it.

They saw swords and swords, criss-crossed.

Then they saw the ink knife in the right hand of the sword maniac slightly raised, I don't know why, at this moment, they could see the horror on the face of the warrior, and see the slight trembling of the muscles.

I saw the cold light on the inky blade.

The slowness of time is just an illusion, the sound of the fierce and killing sword roar rises into the sky, the sword technique in the hand of the knife madness unfolds, and the qi machine erupts, as if a mad demon, enveloping all the warriors who rush to the ring.

Wang Anfeng's mind gradually became one, as if he was stepping on a ball of light, almost instinctively, and gave up all the medicinal master Gu Mixed Yuan Body, Divine Thief Door Martial Arts, and Tai Chi Martial Arts that he had originally used.

Only the Shaolin Golden Bell Jar, the Buddha said that the wrestlers moved the mountain scriptures.

He breathed long.

The eyes are flat, looking at the sky, the earth, and all living beings.

Force, force, force!

Push everything sideways!

The ink knife shook slightly, roaring like a dragon.

Since entering the third grade, the Bronze Man Alley, which has never been carried out again, seems to have reappeared in front of him, playing the knife maniac, the blood that has been calm and silent suddenly boiled, Wang Anfeng stepped forward, and scars began to appear on his body, and blood burst out.

At the same time, the internal qi surged, and the sword technique became more and more frenzied!

The entire martial arts arena was silent.

The cold sword light shrouded the entire martial arts arena, and there were twenty-six martial artists above the sixth rank, like a dancing cold wind, like clouds, like moonlight.

Twenty-six famous warriors fell into it, and they had to defend themselves.

Xiahou Jie's eyes widened.

She watched the inky figure slowly walk forward, with one enemy, at this time, the minds of the rest of the people were almost shocked by the scene in front of them, and they could only see the sword shadow domineering, constantly smashing down, suppressing everyone.

It's a one-man stage.

Shadow's body trembled slightly.

Luan's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he muttered:

"What the hell does he want to do?"

At this moment, the sound of the sword suddenly erupted.

A bright and domineering knife shadow instantly forced everyone away, as if cutting through the mountains, rivers, seas and land, a knife dressed in black stepped forward, the knife in his hand was like a thunderbolt, sucking the surrounding vitality, and slashed down in front of Li Danxun's head!

And in the hands of the latter, there are no weapons.

At the moment of danger, Li Danxun's hands suddenly interlaced, up and down, and slammed out, the qi machine was fierce and domineering, far more proficient than the previous knife technique, which was an instinct imprinted in the body.

At this time, the knife in Wang Anfeng's hand was abrupt.

Qing Yue's low groan spread along the blade.

Everyone's eyes froze, but it was not on Wang Anfeng, but on Li Danxun's body-

Everyone has quite good martial arts, so it can be seen that the palm technique that Li Danxun has just performed is clearly from the same vein as the previous plot against Huang Fu Hao, and it is the top mastery in the rivers and lakes of the Western Regions.

Huangfu Kui realized instantly, his expression changed suddenly, and he said:

"What's going on? Senior Brother Li! ”

Li Danxun opened his mouth and couldn't speak, so at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and said, "What else can't be said?" Good apprentice, you and I have been planning for sixteen years, and today we will fail and we will make all factions pay a sufficient price......"

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, the three people who had been locked with the trapped dragon lock had already broken free, one of them moved forward instantly, and the other person suddenly drifted away, rushing to the thirteenth floor pavilion, his right hand stretched out like a claw, and took Li Yinxiang directly.

At this moment, the top master is not there, they want to leave, the only obstacle is the knife madness, I saw the conversation between him and Li Yinxiang before, and mistakenly thought that the relationship between the two was extremely close, and they planned to attack the enemy at the moment.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng was no more than a foot away from Li Dan, and he could cut it under the knife with a raised hand, and at the cost of Li Yinxiang's death, he almost didn't hesitate and suddenly turned back.

The middle-aged man pounced, and the guards behind Li Yinxiang had already secretly condensed their qi, stepped forward suddenly, pulled their hands together, and turned into two long dragons, but their martial arts were only the peak of the five grades, and they were not the opponents of the former, and they were shot down in almost a few moves.

Li Yinxiang's clear eyes widened.

At this time, on the contrary, there was no fear, reflecting the appearance of the Western Regions with towering cheekbones, approaching in his eyes, and getting closer.

The black hair on the girl's sideburns rose slightly.

Just before everything fell silent, the sound of the knife burst out, suppressing everything, and in front of her sight, before her and the old man who was about to take her life, suddenly a person appeared, a knife.

The inky daze shook slightly.

There was a roar, and the sound of the knife was high, and it turned to be terrible.

Wang Anfeng put the ink knife in front of him, and took a strong move, his face turned pale, the corners of his mouth coughed up blood, and the blood beads flew, falling in front of the dazed girl behind him, like a flower, bewitching and dazzling.

The man from the Western Regions on the opposite side suddenly sneered, and his hands were on top of him, urging him again.

Hearing the sound of Kerala, the ink knife in Wang Anfeng's hand suddenly broke from the middle, which was originally used to forge the material of the divine soldier, but it was brutally shattered, it can be seen that his palm is strong, and a smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and said:

"You lost ......"

"I have to say, you are indeed superb, but unfortunately, you are still stubborn!"

At this moment, the master of the Western Regions suddenly found that his right hand was difficult to withdraw, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and an indifferent voice sounded.

"Who made you think you could stop someone?!"

Wang Anfeng's eyes drooped, the internal force in his body, suddenly turned yin and yang, his right hand rotated with the method of stealing the door, half-cut the knife, roaring, extremely fast and sharp, with the master's wrist as the axis to rotate for a week, the knife was sharp, but I heard a scream, the master's two wrists had already flown out together.

In front of Li Yinxiang and the three of them, the black-clothed knife was crazy, the big sword trembled, and another punch smashed into the abdomen of the Western Regions master, who was caught off guard, and blood spurted out of his mouth and flew out.

Everyone formed a formation below to protect themselves, these many masters, but they were pressed and beaten by two old men, many people were already injured, and the fat old man was also a little impatient, raised his hand to repel one person, and said in a loud voice:

"Did you get it?!"

"Come out quickly, if you delay for too long, those guys will inevitably find out that something is wrong, and they won't be able to leave even if they want to!"

The voice fell, and I didn't hear an answer for a long time, just when the two old men were getting more and more irritable, they suddenly heard a miserable howl, and then a figure flew out upside down, and everyone fixed their eyes to see that it was the master of the Western Regions who had plotted against Emperor Fu Hao before.

It's just that the latter, who is proud with a pair of palms, has no hands at the moment.

The hearts of the two White Tiger Hall masters shook, and before they could be rescued, the sound of footsteps came, and a person came from above, and every time he fell to the next step, the red flame flowed, turned into steps, and then dispersed, step by step, walking slowly, his clothes fluttered and trembled.

In just a few steps, he was already beside the fleeing warrior, and with a move of his right hand, a streamer came from the high pavilion, instantly pierced from his neck, and immediately went up and down, and slammed it upside down to the ground.

The mighty waves are rolling and scattering.

The warring sides retreated, their hearts in doubt.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and they saw a black-clothed knife maniacs slowly get up, and only half of the knife in his right hand was left, and the previously majestic four-rank martial artist had already died, his eyes were wide open, and he was actually dead.

Wang Anfeng had forcibly competed with many martial artists before, and then he had eaten the killing moves of a four-grade master, his internal qi was surging, his face was pale, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but his momentum was not weak at all, and the surrounding martial artists could not look up. It's just that when I saw him slowly moving forward, the ink knife in his right hand had been broken, and the sharpness was even worse than before.

The sound of footsteps sounded.

I don't know why, stepping on the ground, it is like a war drum, but it is no longer calm and calm before, and everyone suddenly realizes that even such a character has its own limits.

And because it was already close to the limit, at this moment, the black clothes were stained with blood, and the residual knife was in hand, but it became more and more frenzied.

Xiahou Jie leaned out from above, her heart beat faster, she looked ahead with bated breath, and saw that the heroes were tied up, the sword was broken, and among everyone, only one person Xu Xing, the knife maniac knocked the knife with his right hand, his voice was already slightly hoarse, and he said indifferently:

"One knife and one sword level business."

"Fifteen years of madness."

"It's not enough to kill the knife maniac, you guys......"

He raised the broken knife in his right hand, and his qi expanded, instantly enveloping the two four-rank foreign martial artists in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were smeared with blood, and he said indifferently:

"Let's go ...... together"

"Barbarians."

PS: Update is here......

Today's update is the victory of the Immortal Cultivator Party and the Early Rising Party!

Then I'm out of cooking, and I'm going to take a leave of absence! (Justified)

So sleepy......