"Yan Beifeng, can't you finally help but make a move?" Xie Rongjun looked at Yan Beifeng with a knife and said coldly.

Yan Beifeng looked at Xie Rongjun indifferently, and said casually: "If you stop now, I can see this as a friendly exchange, and your dragon leader has also promised the Qingdi that he will not ask us about the affairs of the rivers and lakes." ”

"Fucking friendly exchanges, you guys indiscriminately tore up our helicopters and smashed our tanks, and that's still called friendship?" Xie Rongjun said angrily, and he was already rushing towards Yan Beifeng with a knife.

And not far from the rear, Wang Yaowen, who was seriously injured, immediately reminded: "Master Yan, don't look at him, he has a spiritual attack method." ”

Xie Rongjun sneered, and secretly said in his heart: It's late.

When the two were about to make contact, Xie Rongjun's eyes already radiated a strange light.

In the face of Xie Rongjun's spiritual attack, Yan Beifeng's left hand behind his back gently tapped the scabbard of the Hidden Dragon Sword, the long sword was three points away from the sheath, and the white blade emitted a dazzling light, shining into Xie Rongjun's eyes.

"Ah...... My eyes. Xie Rongjun's eyes were tightly closed, and there was even a trace of blood flowing down from them.

Yan Beifeng quickly stepped forward and struck out with one palm.

Xie Rongjun suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, and raised the knife in both hands, blocking it in his chest.

Yan Beifeng's palm slapped on the back of the knife, and sent out infinite power, beating Xie Rongjun back again and again.

"Squad leader." Tuoba Mountain supported Xie Rongjun in the rear.

After Xie Rongjun stabilized his figure, he reached out and wiped the blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, his eyelids could only blink continuously due to the pain in his eyes.

"Tuoba, let's go together." Xie Rongjun shook his head, put the big knife on his chest, and pressed his left hand on the surface of the knife, and the surrounding area of the brute sword was already covered by a layer of gray-white air current.

At the same time, Tuoba Mountain's fists were clenched, the muscles on his body burst out, and he shouted: "Ape King Force." ”

Immediately after, the ground at the foot of Tuoba Mountain shattered, and his size seemed to increase in size in an instant.

With a sudden, Tuoba Mountain rushed out, clenched his fists, and slammed down towards Yan Beifeng.

The Hidden Dragon Sword was instantly unsheathed, and Yan Beifeng slashed out with a sword and slashed at Tuoba Mountain's fist.

The fists and swords intersected, and endless sparks flashed, and bursts of energy exploded around the two of them, and they were actually fighting together.

Behind Tuoba Mountain, Xie Rongjun jumped up, jumped over Tuoba Mountain, and slashed towards Yan Beifeng with a heavy knife.

Sou......

Yan Beifeng's feet were slightly forced, and his body retreated backwards, dodging the blow.

Xie Rongjun's broadsword slammed into the ground, splitting the earth into a crack.

"Since you insist on fighting, I'm not welcome." Yan Beifeng erected his long sword, and a milky white dragon-shaped air flow swirled around the sword body, and in that majestic air flow, Yan Beifeng's clothes and hair floated up one after another.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Beifeng's right arm moved slightly, and a sword was swung out.

I saw that a three-meter-long half-moon-shaped white blade had pierced the ground and slashed towards Xie Rongjun and the others.

Tuoba Mountain folded his arms and blocked his chest, and Xie Rongjun also raised his big sword horizontally to block the front.

When the blade touched the two of them, it exploded, sending up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

Suddenly, two figures flew out, flying more than ten meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The corners of Xie Rongjun and Tuoba Mountain's mouths were already overflowing with blood.

Yan Beifeng's body turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Xie Rongjun, the hidden dragon sword in his hand shone with an unpredictable edge, although he wanted to kill Xie Rongjun, but Yan Beifeng's eyes looked at those ordinary soldiers: "Go back and tell Fang Yunjian, don't ask for hardship, this rampant young man is the elite of his dragon and dragon, I will accept this life." ”

With that, the sword blade pointed directly at Xie Rongjun's throat.

Suddenly, a blood-red beam of light fell from the sky, pointing directly at Yan Beifeng's head.

Yan Beifeng frowned slightly, immediately put away his sword, abandoned Xie Rongjun, and retreated repeatedly, dodging the fatal blow.

Slowly raising his head, Yan Beifeng saw the tall figure floating in mid-air.

"The surname Yan, if you have anything to say, just tell me in person." Fang Yunjian stood in the air with his hands in his hands and said in a deep voice.

Yan Beifeng was like a great enemy, holding the Hidden Dragon Sword tightly: "Hongyuan-level powerhouse, are you Fang Yunjian?" ”

As Yan Beifeng's words fell, the storm warriors behind him immediately retreated, and the advance that should be advanced, Yan Beifeng's body immediately gathered eight hundred elites of the Storm Legion, while the other storm warriors withdrew nearly a hundred meters away, while guarding against other enemies, while summoning the other comrades of the Storm Legion.

Fang Yunjian seemed to be casual, but in fact, he looked at Yan Beifeng himself very carefully, as well as the eight hundred elite warriors behind him who were lined up according to a certain law.

"Look at this posture, are you planning to deal with me?" Fang Yunjian smiled disdainfully and asked.

Yan Beifeng said indifferently: "Fang Yun Sword Fang Da Faucet personally came forward, we have no reason not to be cautious." ”

Fang Yunjian smiled: "Well, since I'm here, I'll meet you, and by the way, let's take a look at why Feng Qingshi has such a high opinion of you." ”

After saying that, Fang Yunjian flew straight towards Yan Beifeng, only to see him strike out with one palm, which seemed to be plain, but in fact contained earth-shattering power.

Seeing Fang Yunjian personally attack, Tuoba Mountain and Xie Rongjun both retreated a little, and ordered the other soldiers to follow and start retreating.

Yan Beifeng stood with his sword in his hand, facing Fang Yunjian, a Hongyuan-level powerhouse, he had no fear.

Looking at Fang Yunjian quietly, when that palm was only two meters away from him, Yan Beifeng made a move, and a sword stabbed out, bringing a sharp cold glow.

When the swords and palms collided, two storm warriors immediately reached out and pressed Yan Beifeng's back, and behind the two storm warriors, someone also reached out to transmit internal force.

A large amount of Lan Yuan power gathered in one place, compressed, essenced, and finally turned into pure power, which merged into Yan Beifeng's body, and then flowed into the sword blade.

No matter how great the power Fang Yunjian used, he couldn't shake Yan Beifeng in the slightest.

Suddenly, the storm warriors on both sides rushed forward, jumped up, and dozens of long swords came out of their sheaths and strangled towards Fang Yunjian.

Fang Yunjian immediately withdrew his palm, turned into a streamer of light and rushed into the sky, and after dodging the attack, he turned back and fell down with a palm towards the center of the formation of eight hundred people.

Yan Beifeng on this side raised his left hand, slashed out with one palm, and swung out a warm but extremely thrusty internal force, which actually shook all the eight hundred storm warriors away.

Fang Yunjian slapped a palm, but it was actually a blow in the air.

Immediately after, the long sword in Yan Beifeng's hand let out a dragon groan, and a huge blade ten meters long was split.

The blade flew towards Fang Yunjian, and seeing that he couldn't dodge, Fang Yunjian could only raise his hand to catch it.

The blade pushed Fang Yunjian and flew for five or six meters before finally stopping.

Before Fang Yunjian could catch his breath, Yan Beifeng was already rapidly changing his body, and in an instant, he slashed out thirty-six sword blades, all of which slammed into Fang Yunjian.

(End of chapter)