"Break the waves, look at the move!"

Nie Feng rushed forward, his hands emitted golden light, and as soon as he made a move, he was like a dragon elephant.

I have to say that his talent is extremely high, and he has practiced this skill to the twelfth layer in only eight years.

One by one, the dragon elephant continued to rush out of his palms, dancing around the broken waves as he waved his palms, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time.

Duan Lang had already drawn out the fiery red sword and swung it. I don't know what swordsmanship he uses, the fiery red sword qi is like a peacock opening the screen, setting him off like a fire god!

The sword qi stirred, and it actually melted and shattered Nie Feng's dragon elephant energy!

This...... Could it be Duan Lang's family heirloom mastery - the Eclipse Sun Sword Technique?!

Kun Jun looked at it and nodded secretly, this swordsmanship is really strong enough! No wonder he was so arrogant that he said that he was going to kill the three of them.

Nie Feng's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, he had already used this set of martial arts to the extreme.

But the opponent's sword qi seemed to have unpredictable powers, and whenever it was close to his body, it could always destroy his golden energy.

In addition, his fiery red sword was very evil, and it actually emitted waves of heat, which made him feel uncomfortable.

The two have exchanged forty or fifty moves.

Instead, Nie Feng was hit by the fiery sword qi a few times, and he fell behind.

Ten more sword qi swept in, and Nie Feng was so shocked that he could only roll out quickly.

Nie Feng squatted and looked at his chest, he was hit by two more swords, and the sweat on his forehead dripped to the ground.

"Nie Feng, how powerful is my sword qi in this vein?" With a smug smile on his face, Duan Lang asked, "Do you want to break it yourself, or do you want me to do it." ”

Nie Feng didn't answer, but looked at the red sword in his hand and asked, "You got the Huolin Sword?" ”

Duan Lang looked at the sword in his hand, smiled undiminishedly, and said, "That's right, this is the Huolin Sword, and I was fortunate to be found this morning." ”

looked at Nie Feng and said, "Dying under this sword today is your bad luck." ”

Kunjun said secretly, I see, no wonder I felt that it had a very evil aura at first sight, and it was actually the Huolin Sword that was as famous as the Snow Drinking Knife!

"Wind, quickly use the cloud palm to slap this grandson into the sky!" Bu Jingyun shouted from the side.

"Duan Lang! Even if you have a divine weapon in your hand, I can still beat you into a dog! Let you see the power of the Male Tyrant Cloud Palm! ”

Nie Feng roared wildly, jumped high towards Duan Lang, his palms burst out with black light, and the power of Pai Yun's palms surged towards Duan Lang like a cloud, about to engulf him!

"Well done! The sun is shining! ”

Duan Lang also roared wildly, and the Huolin Sword suddenly erupted with brilliant firelight, and after swinging it, it slammed into the ground, and the firelight exploded like a scorching sun!

The dark clouds dispersed in an instant, and the power of the cloud palm disappeared without a trace.

"Nie Feng be careful!" The step was shocked.

But Nie Feng's body couldn't hold back, he was burned by the firelight and flew out. After falling heavily to the ground, I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Nie Feng, are you alright?" The two of them quickly flashed over, helped him up, and after feeding him a healing pill, Kunjun lost another vitality to stabilize his injury.

"Hahaha! ……”

Duan Lang laughed wildly, and then looked at Nie Feng and the three of them with a vicious gaze and said, "Who was ashamed to beat me into a dog just now, and you will all die today!" ”

"Master......" Bu Jingyun looked solemn, looked at Kunjun, and whispered, "Look." ”

"Let me come."

Kun Jun was expressionless and walked towards Duan Lang. He didn't expect that sparing his life eight years ago would actually make him grow to this point.

"The feud of eight years ago should be ended today."

Duan Lang's eyes showed murderous intent, looked at Kun Jun and said, "I don't want to kill you every day and every night, and I am ashamed of Xue back then." ”

"That's a lot of hard work."

Kunjun's face was calm, but the Qilin Arm felt his thoughts, and slowly became hot, emitting a faint divine light. But inside the sleeve, no one saw it.

"Suffer death!"

The Huolin Sword is known as the evil god of the sword, and Duan Lang used it to use the Eclipse Sun Sword Technique, which was really powerful!

The world of Lingyun Cave seemed to be burning, and it suddenly turned red, and the trees on the mountain burned violently.

The fire lin's sword qi was like turning into a fire dragon, heading straight for Kunjun!

"Pai Yun Palm!"

Kun Jun didn't dare to be careless, and the black light emitted by his palms didn't know how many times more prosperous than Nie Feng just now.

You can see that the river on the left side is roaring and surging as he pulls out his palm, surging up and flying high into the air.

In the end, Kunjun pushed Duan Lang with both palms, and the thick dark clouds intertwined with the river, rushing towards those fire dragons with ten thousand momentum.

The fire dragon was extinguished in an instant!

Duan Lang changed color, he couldn't have imagined that Kun Jun's palm power was so amazing.

"The light of yesteryear! …… Eclipse of the Sun! ”

Duan Lang no longer retained, the Huolin Sword swung quickly, and the Eclipse Sun Sword Technique was all used.

It can be seen that between the two, it is like a fire dragon turning over the river and the sea, which is very good-looking. But it's actually very dangerous.

Finally the dragon is gone! The water that came up was also steamed!

Although Duan Lang defused this move, he was also shocked by the remaining strength.

Just when he wanted to kick his breath, Kun Jun had already rushed over, the blood in the Qilin arm was already boiling, and his left hand emitted a thousand divine lights, smashing into his face with a punch!

Duan Lang can only raise his sword in one gear, "bang"!

He flew upside down with his sword.

"You ......" Duan Lang's chest hurt, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

Just as he landed, Kunjun's fist arrived again.

Duan Lang gritted his teeth, risking being hit by him and losing both, he actually stopped dodging and slashed at his left arm with the Huolin Sword.

But the next moment, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe it!

What did he see?

He saw that Kun Jun actually held his Huolin Sword with his backhand! Then kick him away, and the Fire Lin Sword changes hands!

In fact, Kunjun didn't expect that Duan Lang would be so risky just now, and would rather be injured than cut off his arm.

Although he knew that his unicorn arm was very hard, he still didn't dare to be careless, in case it was cut off by his divine weapon.

So in the end, he retracted, but he also wanted to test the power of the Qilin Arm, so he held the Huolin Sword with his backhand.

For a second, two seconds, he felt no pain in his palm, and no bleeding.

He held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and looked at the palm carefully, there was really no scar at all!

So, Kun Jun smiled and looked at Duan Lang, who was lying in the distance, "Your Huolin Sword is fake." ”

"You ......" Duan Lang was kicked away heavily just now, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof". I wonder if it's true.

"Big brother, kill him! I will not let him go again today. ”

"Yes, big brother, kill him! Avenge me! ”

As soon as Duan Lang was defeated, Nie Feng was overjoyed and shouted one after another.

Kunjun naturally understood, and walked towards Duan Lang, "Do you have any last words?" ”

"I won't die at your hands!" Duan Lang gritted his teeth and said.

Just when Kunjun wanted to ask why, Duan Lang suddenly jumped up, and after a few turnovers, he fell into the river in front of the Big Buddha!

"If I don't die today, I'll take revenge another day! The last shout of the broken wave came......

Kunjun struck at him, but it was too late.

Looking at the turbulent river, he sighed secretly......

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