"it! it!"

Three consecutive slot exits, Yang Renjie suddenly blocked the knife, and put the red shadow-like spear blade in front of him in the air, fortunately, his strength was better than the other party, so he was not repelled by the blow of the spear blade, but even so, Yang Renjie also felt a surge of qi and blood.

In front of him, stood Feng Kewen, who had appeared in Suining City that day, at this moment, Feng Kewen was holding a spear, and the shadow of the spear was like a thousand red phoenixes, firmly resisting Yang Renjie outside the city, no matter how Yang Renjie attacked, it was always difficult to break through to within three feet of his body.

It has been two days since the mountain road broke the enemy, and early yesterday morning, Yang Renjie led hundreds of elites of the Thunder God Battalion to abandon their horses and attack Leshan City.

The Jin side was afraid of the Thunder God Battalion cavalry battle, and was only willing to defend the city, while the Thunder God Camp was pretending to attack the city, because the two sides fought for three hours yesterday, and each other only killed more than 30 people.

However, what made Yang Renjie a little annoyed was that although the other party's three Five Realms never made a move, he didn't know where a young man who claimed to be Feng Kewen came out of nowhere, making the first-hand pistol technique endlessly mysterious.

Originally from that day, the mountain road broke the seven formations of the Jin Kingdom in a row, and understood the meaning of the sword path, Yang Renjie was already inflated with confidence, but he hit a wall here in Feng Kewen, and it was early the next morning, he led the troops again to fight without believing in evil, and scolded Feng Kewen to come out to fight.

However, what made Yang Renjie extremely depressed was that this time the fight was still a dead end, although Feng Kewen's marksmanship could not break through his purple thunder knife, but he still felt unwilling because of his temperament.

At this time, another shot came from the opposite side, and the thousands of red shadows turned into a fire phoenix phantom, and when the phoenix roared, the blade of the spear had already passed through the seven-zhang void and quickly hit Yang Renjie's throat.

Seeing this, Yang Renjie did not stop it, the purple thunder knife was picked up, and he hit it vigorously from the bottom up, and it hit the gun barrel firmly, and with a bang, the gun blade suddenly trembled, at this moment, Yang Renjie's eyes seemed to have an illusion, and the gun barrel that was obviously made of gold and iron was bent suddenly like a rubber band at this time, and then suddenly scattered into thousands of red shadows and poked at the face.

This trick is called [Hundred Birds]! One shot is a bird, and if [Hundred Birds] comes out, it is a hundred guns, such as a hundred birds flying together, flying dreams, and the splendor implies murder!

The leopard's eyes were ringing, Yang Renjie was not in a hurry or impatient, his wrist rotated suddenly, and the blade that was originally flirting up also flipped and fell, aiming at the bottom with a heavy slash, and there was another loud bang, and it was his knife that fell directly into the thousands of gun shadows, colliding with the iron spear, relying on the domineering brute force of the purple thunder knife technique, forcibly scattering all the previous thousands of phantoms.

A shot was useless, Feng Kewen quickly pulled back and retreated, and at the same time, the gun was pulled back and turned, and the force of both hands was another shot, but this time, it was simply a shot, no fancy, plain and neat, completely different from before.

It's just that this shot was waved, but Yang Renjie felt that all the cold hairs on his body exploded, and without thinking, he slashed horizontally, the purple thunder true qi skyrocketed, and the sword shone brightly, and he directly slashed out with a move [Spring Thunderstorm].

The Purple Thunder Knife Technique is so domineering and fast, this sword has just shone brightly, and the blade has already swept out, but he is about to slash at the blade of the stabbing gun, but Feng Kewen is elbow suddenly raised, and suddenly the blade of the gun is slightly pressed, and it is actually swept by the Purple Thunder Knife between square inches, not affected by the blade at all, and it is still stabbing at Yang Renjie's waist and abdomen as quickly as the wind.

At this time, the purple thunder knife was slashing horizontally, and it was too late to take it back, at the critical moment, Yang Renjie suddenly pulled the handle of the knife and pressed it down, and at the same time, the big thunder fairy blade surged out, forcibly pressing down the red shadow of the gun blade, and with a bang, the handle of the knife and the blade collided, Rao is Yang Renjie's strength was amazing, and he still took a few steps back in embarrassment, and his right arm holding the knife trembled slightly.

Yang Renjie had already exerted his force at the wrong angle here, and he was hit by the shock, and Feng Kewen just shook the gun, and he unloaded all the force of the shock, but in this way, he had no chance to pursue, so he simply put away the gun and made up.

Grinning, Yang Renjie rubbed his sour wrist, and stared at Feng Kewen with jealousy, if his purple thunder knife technique is heavy power, then the other party's marksmanship is heavy skill, obviously he has twelve percent strength, but under the other party's unloading and dissolution, only seventy percent remains.

Looking at Feng Kewen, Yang Renjie suddenly grinned and asked, "Good marksmanship, looking at you, you are also a Song person, right? Why do you want to help Jin Guo? Don't you know that he is the murderer who invaded Sichuan back then?"

Frowning slightly, Feng Kewen glanced at Yang Renjie a little inexplicably, and said lightly: "Feng has lived in Lanzhou City since he was a child, and he is naturally a golden person, what kind of appearance looks like a Song person, and His Excellency looks at people based on their appearance?"

"Lao Tzu is Yan Kong, can't you?" Yang Renjie snorted and said angrily.

"Yan Kong?" Feng Kewen looked at him blankly, obviously didn't understand what it meant, but Yang Renjie was not interested in explaining, he raised the knife in his hand again, and after taking a deep breath, his whole body flashed with thunder again, Feng Kewen didn't dare to slack off when he saw this, his true qi turned into red light all over his body, and as soon as the blade of the gun was raised, the red shadow of the fire phoenix reappeared, and he made a Dao phoenix roar.

"Phoenix, it's amazing!" Yang Renjie snorted, and the thunder light in his whole body suddenly soared, and he rushed into the air with his thoughts, and in a few breaths, he turned into a thunder dragon entrenched on the blade, roaring towards the other party again and again.

"How is it? Lao Tzu, this thunder dragon is much more majestic than you, right?" smiling at the other side, Yang Renjie shouted with a smug face.

Feng Kewen was slightly speechless, he had a steady temperament, he didn't pay attention to the other party's provocation, just silently operated his internal breath, always ready to fight.

"You guy, you don't have a sense of humor at all!" Yang Renjie snorted angrily when he saw this, and the blade thunder dragon suddenly collapsed, turning into endless thunder and light around the blade, and then his body flashed, and he rushed into a distance of twelve zhang in an instant, and at the same time, the sword light swirled around his body, and a [Heavenly Spiral Thunder Turn] struck a thunderbolt with thousands of thunderbolts and fell in the air.

Feng Kewen's pupils contracted, and the shadow of the spear in his hand suddenly burst out, and in an instant, it was like a raging tide of breaking the embankment, and thousands of red shadows rushed out against the thunder tide, which was one of his four spear skills, [Hundred Birds]!

The red shadow thunder and light collided in the air, and immediately stirred and splashed out countless qi, blasting out countless potholes within a radius of hundreds of miles, and at the same time, the purple thunder knife and the spear had also collided together, and suddenly there was another roar, the thunder burst out, and the red shadow was agitated, forcing the two of them to be stagnant.

"Good opportunity!" As if seeing Yang Renjie's movements, a man in black suddenly flew up from the city, and a two-foot pure golden lotus platform above his head flowed brightly, and the sword light with endless sharp breath flew out densely from it, brushing towards Yang Renjie who had not had time to resist it from mid-air.

It's just that without waiting for those sword lights to fall, a dark green poisonous flame suddenly rushed from behind Yang Renjie, although it was torn apart in an instant under the sword light, but these sword lights were also corroded and penetrated by these poisonous flames, and before they could get close to Yang Renjie's five zhang, they had all collapsed.

The shot was blocked, and the man in black suddenly looked over angrily, and shouted angrily: "Where did the thief come from, dare to ruin the good things of this seat!" Before the words fell, he had already stretched out his hand a little, and shot out countless sword lights again, but this time the target was not Yang Renjie, but Song Kai, who shot before.

With a laugh, Song Kai's sleeve robe flicked, and a string of bells painted with ink patterns slowly floated up, and in the echo of the bell, another dark green poisonous flame ignited out of thin air in front of him, blocking all those sword lights.

"Five Realms?" seemed to be disdainful, Song Kai smiled faintly, walked forward leisurely, and said slowly, "When the spirit master reaches the Five Realms, he can only comprehend his own spiritual rhyme, making the spiritual method more powerful, but it seems that his cultivation is only five realms and four levels, he should have already comprehended the spiritual rhyme, but he doesn't know how much he has perceived, and how much power can he increase his spiritual method to?"

In a few words, the two had already met together in the sky, and the man in black had already turned pale because of Song Kai's disdain, and when the distance between the two sides was still ten zhang, he had already shouted angrily, and the pure golden lotus platform above his head swelled in the air, and in a few breaths, it turned into the size of an acre, and a large amount of spiritual energy suddenly converged, and was transformed into majestic spiritual power by the lotus platform and submerged into this person's body.

"What does it mean, is it using the Dharma altar as a natal spiritual weapon?"

Song Kai was slightly startled when he saw this, but his face was still a little casual.

Whether it is a martial artist or a spirit master, once you reach the Five Realms, you can refine your natal weapon. The natal device is connected to the cultivator's natal life, which can not only enhance the strength, but also nourish oneself through the cultivator's vitality.

For example, Yao Ruoyu's Zhanhu sword is the natal sword of King Wu Yue, this sword is just an ordinary weapon, but with the enhancement of King Wu Yue's cultivation, this sword has been cultivated by Yuan Wen, and it has finally sublimated to the level of divine soldiers.

This man in black is the hall master of the Black Lotus Sect in Leshan City, named Wanyan Lotus, although the name is a little feminine, but the strength should not be underestimated, practicing the "Xuanlian Jingshen Method", his own soul talisman is also the word Jin Rui, although he is a spirit master, but the sword light emitted is condensed by the extremely golden qi, and it is incomparably sharp.

As for the pure golden lotus platform, it was originally a magic altar, after being refined into a natal spiritual weapon by him, it was only two feet in size on weekdays, and once it started fighting, it could increase to a huge acre, absorb spiritual energy, increase sword light, and be powerful.

Although Song Kai's conceited strength can rival the Five Realms, the ink bell is just an ordinary spiritual weapon after all, and when he encounters the Dharma altar as a natal weapon, the ink bell is a little insufficient.

After thinking about it, Song Kai still let the ink bell levitate beside him, raised his hands to draw out of thin air, and drew the spiritual seal with spiritual power.

Seeing this, Wanyan Lianhua unconsciously sneered, and with a finger of his hand, countless sword lights appeared in front of him, and then swept towards Song Kai like a frenzy.

The momentum of this sword tide is simply earth-shattering, almost encompassing a thousand zhang of range, under this frenzy, Song Kai's slightly thin figure is like a weed in the wind, isolated and dangerous.

It's just that Song Kai is still unhurriedly sketching the spirit seal, until the sword tide is only a zhang away from him, he finished sketching it, and then he shot it out with a backhand, and suddenly the dark green aura in front of him was magnificent, and the dense green shadow swayed from in front of him, and the dark green phantom was like countless vines, filling him with all the inside of a zhang in front of him.

The next moment, the countless sword tides washed over directly, and suddenly countless green shadows were torn and shattered in an instant, but then more green shadows emerged from it, looking as if they were swaying weakly, but they were amazingly tough, and each one was crushed by the sword tide until the end.

In the frightened gaze of Xiang Beibei and the others, the sword tide finally slowly dissipated, and the dark green phantom was only four or five left, still with that weak appearance, slowly swaying in front of Song Kai.