Wheezing, Fu Feng gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Xuan in front of him, as he dissolved the opponent's tornado sword technique, the two fought for a long time, gradually, Chu Xuan had adapted to his ability to absorb mudstone, and the sword qi he slashed out was not as light as before, but like a raging storm, his own mudstone was extremely difficult to absorb.

Compared to Fu Feng's embarrassment, Chu Xuan seemed much more relaxed, firstly, his cultivation was stronger than Fu Feng, and by now, the true qi in his body was more than enough, and secondly, he had gradually understood how to crack the trick of mudstone adsorption.

Seeing Fu Feng gasping for breath, Chu Xuan shook his head and said: "Being able to contain me for so long with the Three Realms and Six Folds, and with a martial art like Rock Tiger Jue, Your Excellency is already proud enough, but the battle is not a single fight, Chu Xuan will not let Your Excellency delay time......"

Before the words fell, he saw the sword blade in Chu Xuan's hand swing, and the moment the sword light flickered, there was already a strong wind blowing, rolling wildly around the sword blade, and finally rose with the sword, straight to the door of Fu Feng.

This sword is not fast, but the momentum is amazing, such as the blessing of the wind, when the sword is swung, I see the wind raging around the sword, the flagpole is broken, the floor tiles are shattered, and the soil is splashed.

Seeing that Chu Xuan's sword was amazing, Fu Feng's thoughts flew in his mind, and finally he suddenly stepped on his feet, and his true qi entered the ground again to absorb the mudstone, and then quickly condensed several mud pillars and stood in front of him.

With a bang, several mud pillars exploded one after another, and they couldn't stop the [Tempest Sword] at all, and even the sword momentum didn't affect the slightest bit, and those mud rocks were scattered by the wind as soon as they splashed out, and they couldn't be absorbed at all.

However, Fu Feng didn't intend to rely on these mud pillars to solve this sword, just when the mud pillars stood up to cover Chu Xuan's field of vision, he had already rolled to the left side on the spot, directly rolling out a few zhang, and then raised his left hand steel shield and threw it at Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan walked with the sword, and the sword blade could be said to shatter everything, where would he be afraid of a shield, and immediately the sword light turned, and he swept out with the wind in the sky, and he was about to shatter the entire shield.

But as soon as the sword blade touched the shield, Chu Xuan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then saw that countless cracks suddenly appeared in the mudstone on the surface of the shield, and then burst along with the shield inside the mudstone package.

The power generated by this burst was simply terrifying, like a modern * explosion, directly setting off a small wave of qi at the head of the city, the wind that Chu Xuan's sword technique evolved was instantly dispersed by this wave of qi, and the Qinghui Sword in his hand was even more shaken, even more violently, even if his original sword technique had a thousand changes, he could only stop under the power of that burst.

One move [Tiger Crack] forcibly broke Chu Xuan's [Tempest Sword], and then Fu Feng stepped forward, his left forearm pressed against the back of the steel knife, and his whole body exerted force, pushing it out fiercely, forcing Chu Xuan to put away his sword in a hurry, and he was with it.

Picking up the cultivation, Fu Feng's true qi strength is naturally not comparable to Chu Xuan, so if it is said that the strength, Fu Feng is naturally impossible to compete with Chu Xuan, but Fu Feng is the first to attack Chu Xuan, and the strength is naturally complete, but Chu Xuan is in a hurry to defend, and his strength is less than sixty percent, so after the two of them hit each other, they all took three steps back, regardless of victory or defeat.

"Interesting!" After fighting fiercely for so long, he couldn't take Fu Feng, Chu Xuan was also a little angry, and with a flip of his wrist, the air around the Qinghui Sword suddenly twisted, and then countless distortions converged into one, turning into a storm that filled the surface of the sword blade, and then he saw him take a few steps out in front of Fu Feng, and slashed towards Fu Feng's face with a sword raised.

[Storm Sword] can be called the most aggressive and concentrated blow in Xunyi Sword Dao, Chu Xuan believes that even if Fu Feng uses his previous ability to absorb mudstone, he will not be able to catch his sword.

Sure enough, before the blade fell, Fu Feng already felt that there was a faint storm sweeping around him, and no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get out of it, so at this moment, he had to take Chu Xuan's sword head-on.

(Storm...... ）

Muttering to himself in his heart, Fu Feng's expression was full of solemnity, he took half a step back, the steel knife fell and mopped the ground, and then at the moment when the Qinghui Sword was about to fall, he suddenly swung his sword, sucked the mudstone on the ground and drew a mud flow, and met Chu Xuan's sword blade with the simplest horizontal slash.

The moment the swords intersected, Fu Feng's body directly shook violently, blood spurted directly from his mouth and nose, and the pores of his body splashed with a trace of blood mist, looking extremely embarrassed.

However, what made Chu Xuan's pupils shrink suddenly was that even in such an embarrassment, Fu Feng's steel knife was only crushed by himself for a few points, not only was the steel knife not cut off by his own sword, but his own sword blade did not even touch the top of Fu Feng's head.

As soon as the steel teeth bited, Chu Xuan tried his best to hold the Qinghui Sword and pressed it down, and the storm sword qi on the blade of the sword was even more wildly agitated, constantly impacting the steel knife, and the mudstone on the surface of the steel knife was constantly shattered and shattered.

However, Rao is like this, the steel knife held high by Fu Feng was only pressed down by Chu Xuan by half an inch, although it is still falling, but the power of resistance is getting stronger and stronger, as if Fu Feng is a spring at the moment, the greater the power that Chu Xuan suppresses, the greater the power he rebounds.

Suddenly, Chu Xuan's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at Fu Feng's arms in surprise, because it was only at this moment that he found that Fu Feng's arms had been covered by a stream of mudstone at some point, which was naturally not to protect Fu Feng's body, but to rely on the solidity of the mudstone to support his arms, so that the steel knife would not be crushed by himself.

Suddenly, Chu Xuan understood, just now Fu Feng dragged the knife to the ground, and then swung it again not simply to absorb the mudstone to the blade, but to suck the mudstone to his arms.

Moreover, what was even more terrifying was that Fu Feng's true qi was still absorbing mudstone onto his body, forearms, elbows, shoulders, chest, abdomen, waist and hips, thighs, knees, calves, and soles, and gradually, his whole body was covered with a thick layer of mudstone.

Fu Feng's body at the moment was not straight, and it could even be said to be rickety, because under the suppression of the [Storm Sword], he had to hold the knife in both hands, and then bend his body to dissolve the power of the sword technique.

However, it was this rickety posture that Fu Feng firmly caught Chu Xuan's attack, blocking the sword blade a few minutes in front of his front door, although the distance was extremely close, but whether it was a sharp sword blade or a storm sword qi, it could not reach his face at all.

To be honest, if Chu Xuan collected his sword at this moment, and then attacked again, Fu Feng, whose body was covered with mud and stone and had difficulty moving, would definitely not be able to stop it in time, but Chu Xuan, who was stubborn, was unwilling to admit defeat in this move, but instead used more strength, wanting to press Fu Feng's steel knife down, even if it only touched his face for a moment, it would be enough.

However, no matter how Chu Xuan suppressed it, no matter how Fu Feng's body trembled, the sword blade stopped only a little distance in front of Fu Feng's face, and he couldn't continue to press it down at all.

As the stalemate continued, there seemed to be some kind of hallucination in Chu Xuan's eyes, and the Fu Feng covered by mudstone in front of him faintly changed, he no longer seemed to be in human form, but a stone, a high mountain, a mountain range, that was as unswerving as a mountain, no matter how vicissitudes of the sea and the sky fell, he would not take half a step back.

Inexplicably, a certain aura emerged from Fu Feng's body, as firm as a mountain, as constant as a mountain, and as unyielding as a mountain, it was the emergence of this aura that Chu Xuan actually felt a little powerless in his heart, and the sword qi that was still tyrannical had also stagnated a little, unable to be as violent as before.

Suddenly, Chu Xuan's eyes widened sharply, and he looked at Fu Feng in disbelief and unwillingly, because he suddenly realized the origin of this aura on Fu Feng's body, which was something that came from the heart, a representative of the initial condensation of martial arts......

Is that......

The momentum of martial arts!

As Fu Feng gradually sensed the momentum of the martial arts, the true qi in Chu Xuan's body was inevitably suppressed, and he was no longer as strong as before, but gradually weakened under the pressure of Fu Feng's momentum.

Keenly aware of this, Fu Feng suddenly shouted angrily, pushed his arms with force, and actually pushed the Qinghui Sword back directly at this moment, and then raised his right leg and kicked Chu Xuan's thigh fiercely.

Because Fu Feng was in a state of enlightenment, Chu Xuan was already in a state of confusion, so he naturally couldn't watch out for the other party's kick, and was directly kicked to a stumbling point, almost falling to the ground on one knee.

Taking advantage of Chu Xuan's unsteady standing, Fu Feng immediately seized the opportunity to raise his knife and pounce on him, aiming it at his shoulder.

Chu Xuan had not been able to stand firm, but seeing the swiftness of Fu Feng's sword, he instinctively stepped back and raised his sword, and with one style [Wind Riding Sword], he turned into a clear wind, wanting people to follow the sword, and retreated first to avoid the edge.

As soon as the sword move started, Chu Xuan felt bad, and sure enough, when Fu Feng saw this, he directly raised his toes, sucked up the mud and rock on the ground and splashed over, and in an instant, all the sword qi around him was absorbed, and suddenly Chu Xuan felt that the sword qi around his body was as heavy as a stone, and even the momentum of retreating with himself was a sudden.

Seeing that Chu Xuan was in danger, the soldiers of the Yanggu Army, who had been fighting around, were suddenly shocked, and hurriedly gathered around, rushing towards Fu Feng without fear of death, but Fu Feng, who had realized the power of martial arts, could not be stopped by this group of soldiers of the Second Realm, but with a few swords, that group of soldiers had already been killed by him.

After killing all the soldiers who rushed over, Fu Feng once again raised his knife and pounced on Chu Xuan, at this time Chu Xuan's mind was confused, he could barely resist, he was slashed and killed by Fu Feng in a mess, if it weren't for his unique body, I am afraid that he would have been defeated and captured by Fu Feng long ago.

Rao is like this, Chu Xuan, who is in chaos, will be completely defeated by Fu Feng if he insists on holding on for a few rounds at most.

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from somewhere in the city, and then countless flames were seen splashing from there, turning into a rain of fire and falling to all parts of the city, and there happened to be several flames rushing straight towards Fu Feng.

Seeing the several flames rushing towards him, Fu Feng frowned, and wanted to continue to attack Chu Xuan regardless of it, but out of the instinct of a martial artist, he still felt the power of that flame, and finally could only snort helplessly, stood up and waved the steel knife to slash out several sword qi, blocking those flames.

Unexpectedly, the power of those flames was actually terrifying, and the temperature was even more terrifying, directly incinerating all the sword qi and continuing to fall towards Fu Feng, forcing him to only swing the knife a few times to extinguish the flames.

Fu Feng's steel knife is just an ordinary military weapon, although it is made of stainless steel, it is considered to be sophisticated, but it has been fighting with sharp weapons such as the Qinghui Sword for a long time before, and it has long been overwhelmed, and after bearing the high temperature and impact of the flames at this moment, it actually shattered violently.

No one expected this change, Fu Feng was even more stunned, and looked at the only remaining hilt in his hand stupidly, and it was difficult to react for a while.

However, at this time, Chu Xuan had already reacted, and immediately backhanded a sword, and the moment the sword light was startled, it had already crossed a distance of several zhang, fiercely penetrated into Fu Feng's left shoulder, and splashed a blood splash.

Chu Xuan also knew that when he was in chaos before, the other party failed to take him, not because he was not weak, but because he didn't kill him at all, he just wanted to defeat him alive, so although he seized the opportunity at this moment, he didn't directly take the other party's vital point, but pierced Fu Feng's shoulder.

Injured in the shoulder, Fu Feng immediately reacted, his thick eyebrows stood up, and the half-cut handle of the knife was thrown fiercely, and it was shot at Chu Xuan's door as a hidden weapon.

Chu Xuan naturally didn't care about this hilt, and he knocked it away with a sword in his hand, but immediately he felt that it was dark in front of him, and it was Fu Feng who picked it up on tiptoe, absorbing a large amount of mudstone and spraying it towards him.

Having suffered a big loss on these mudstones before, where did Chu Xuan dare to underestimate these mudstones, he hurriedly swung out his sword, and did not dare to use his Xunyi Sword Dao, for fear of being used by the other party, so he just blocked all these mudstones with his sword qi.

As soon as he blocked those mud rocks, Chu Xuan saw Fu Feng jump up and smash his fist into his chest, and immediately he was a little speechless, if Fu Feng still had a steel knife, he would not be worried, but the other party was bare-handed at the moment, and he jumped up to attack, and he only needed to stab out with a sword, and he could pierce it one step ahead of the other party.

However, after all, Chu Xuan was still nostalgic for the friendship of fighting in Fuling City in the past, so after a little hesitation, he did not raise his sword to attack, but quickly took three steps back, giving way to Fu Feng's punch.

Seeing Chu Xuanju retreating, Fu Feng, who was still in mid-air, was suddenly full of surprise. Chu Xuan naturally saw this surprise, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he unconsciously thought about whether to cast a friendly look at the other party, which could be regarded as representing his own thoughts.

But he didn't want to, just when Chu Xuan was entangled, Fu Feng had already hit the ground with a bang, and immediately saw that a rock pillar suddenly rushed up from the ground where Chu Xuan had previously stood, splashing a large area of dirt.

Chu Xuan was stunned when he saw this, and then he took a cool breath in fear, and at this moment he realized that Fu Feng's jumping attack was fake, but he actually wanted to induce himself to stand in place and attack, so that the other party's true qi that had previously penetrated into the ground could successfully condense the rock pillar to sneak attack.

If it weren't for Chu Xuan's thoughts of fighting side by side in the past, he took a few steps back and didn't attack, but he was afraid that at this moment, his back would be firmly hit by the blow of the rock pillar, even if he didn't die, I was afraid that he would vomit blood and be seriously injured.

Thinking of this, Chu Xuan immediately shook his head, thinking that Yao Ruoyu's group of people were really all perverts, even in the fierce battle, they could still come up with such a despicable scheme.

At the moment when Chu Xuan was distracted, the rock pillar in front of him suddenly exploded towards him, and countless rocks scattered and splashed like cannonballs, roaring and smashing towards all parts of his body.

The momentum of these rocks flying was very fierce, Chu Xuan had fought fiercely until now, and there was not much true qi left, if he was hit by these, I am afraid that it would hurt a lot, so when he saw this scene, he instinctively raised his sword and swung it, intending to sweep away these rocks.

However, just as he swung his sword to sweep away those rocks, a figure actually rushed towards him with the rocks in the sky, completely ignoring the sword he subconsciously stabbed, and directly smashed his right shoulder with a punch, instantly knocking Chu Xuan's entire person to the ground.

As soon as he fell to the ground, Chu Xuan gritted his teeth and wanted to get up, but at this moment, his right shoulder was in great pain, and the bones inside seemed to have been shattered by Fu Feng's punch, not to mention continuing to hold the sword at this moment, even if he continued to fight, it was a little difficult.

Holding back the sharp pain in his right shoulder, Chu Xuan raised his head with shame in his eyes, and saw Fu Feng half-kneeling on the ground holding his abdomen.

Glancing at Fu Feng's injured abdomen, Chu Xuan suddenly reacted, just after piercing the opponent's abdomen with a sword, he took a punch and fell directly to the ground, and when it overturned, the long sword would naturally shake from side to side, and it must have torn the wound open.

Seeing his miserable situation, Chu Xuan, who was angry in his heart, wanted to laugh a few words, but when he looked at his right arm, which was almost immobile, he couldn't say a word.

The little prince of his dignified Chu Palace, his cultivation was as high as the three realms and nine folds, but he was forced to be defeated by this young martial artist who was only three realms and six realms, and also cultivated the low-level exercises of the Rock Tiger Jue.

Thinking about it this way, where do you have the face to laugh at the other party, it's good if the other party doesn't come to laugh at you.