Ten miles in radius, silent.

The hazy sound of the waves of the river seemed to have flowed a hundred miles away. In the silence of the air, the Fifth Listening Cloud could hear his own pounding heartbeat and the rhythmic sound of his snort. Not only the Fifth Tingyun and Bai Jie, but even the five Lingxuan Realm killers also cast a respectful gaze into the air at this time, and they also watched the bloodless battle intently.

The eight-armed Golden Gun Ye Cangfeng has been ranked among the top ten masters of the Yanhua Empire for many years.

It is precisely because of this that no one has seen Ye Cangfeng make a move for many years, so the killers cherish this opportunity very much. For them, it was already a great honor to be able to perform a mission with the eight-armed golden gun.

The list of the top ten masters of the empire is undoubtedly the idol of every Yanhua cultivator.

At the same time, it is also the goal that every cultivator strives for.

But for so many years, the top ten masters of the empire are like ten immortal monuments, and no one can replace them. There are many young heroes in the Yanhua Empire, and there are many talents, but the top ten masters are still an insurmountable mountain on the heads of these talents.

Rao is the fifth Tingyun, although Ye Cangfeng came to kill people, and the people who killed were their master and apprentice, but at this time he still admired Ye Cangfeng very much.

Click.

It's like a broken lens.

A soft sound rang out in the silent woods.

Shi Fu and Ye Cangfeng, who stepped on the void, both snorted at this time, and their bodies shook violently at the same time, and then they each took three steps back in the air.

"Good!"

Ye Cangfeng stabilized his body, his right palm was pressed weakly, and after the blood on his face gradually subsided, he let out a loud shout, and then said: "How many years haven't we fought so happily......" He tilted his head slightly, as if he was reminiscing about how many years it had been, but in the end he still didn't recall, so he had to give up: "In today's battle, you and I can only have one person alive." ”

Shi Fu flipped his wrist, opened the folding fan in his hand with a snap, and nodded: "I know, I've been waiting for you to come for a few days." ”

Ye Cangfeng frowned and said, "You know I'll come?"

"No, I don't know who's coming. Shi Fu shook the folding fan lightly and said with a light smile, "But I know someone will come." ”

Just turned a thought, Ye Cangfeng was relieved: "Also, with Your Excellency's cultivation, the secret surveillance in the Shenjing City is simply useless." However, what makes me curious is that Your Excellency is so confident that he will survive from my hands?"

Listening to the conversation between the two, the fifth Tingyun couldn't help but be surprised, could it be that his group had been monitored during the time they lived in Shenjing City? No, now it seems that it is not only that time, even if he travels all the way west after leaving the city, the person who is watching is still performing his duties. But why didn't Shi Fu tell himself? And from Shi Fu's words, this stay was actually to wait for the killer to come, what kind of calculation was Shi Fu making.

The gentle breeze of the folding fan stirred up a few gray hairs on Shi Fu's sideburns, and he said: "I have never lacked confidence. ”

For Shi Fu's answer, Ye Cangfeng originally wanted to laugh twice, but the corners of his mouth just curled, and before he could make a sound, his eyes suddenly fixed on the folding fan in Shi Fu's hand. He stopped talking, stared at the folding fan carefully, and said for a long time: "Futu fan?!, Your Excellency...... Confused old man?"

Hearing Ye Cangfeng say this, the fifth Tingyun also fixed his eyes on the folding fan, and saw that there were more than a dozen fan bones on the fan surface, and each fan bone was glued with a feather. On the black ink fan, a pattern was sketched in a simple brush, and because it was far away, he could only vaguely see that it was the shape of a tower. As early as the last battle of Tianmen, the fifth Tingyun was very interested in the folding fan of Shi Fu, and today Shi Fu took it out for the second time, and it seems that Ye Cangfeng is also regarded as an opponent of the same status.

"Foolish old man, hehe, don't call me that. Shi Fu said solemnly, "My surname is Shi, and my name is Fu." The teacher of millions of heroes, the teacher of poetry and songs. ”

Although Shi Fu did not admit it, Ye Cangfeng had already confirmed his guess. As soon as he pulled the knot tied to his chest, the golden gun behind his back slipped down, he took it back with his left hand, and after holding the tail of the gun, he shook it, and the golden gun made a buzzing sound and spun in front of him, he caught it with his right hand, holding the gun with both hands, and the tip of the gun was pointed at Shi Fu.

The lightness and light smile on his face were gone, replaced by solemnity and caution.

"I don't care who you are, only one of us will make it out of this forest alive today. He said solemnly that this is a task he has been given and will not give up on who his opponent is – this is his purpose.

After saying this, Ye Cangfeng's body moved, and in a blink of an eye, he was already in front of Shifu. He used his gun with both hands, and before the fifth Tingyun had just caught up with their sight, he had already stabbed eight shots in succession. Eight spearhead phantoms appeared together, stabbing at Shi Fu's neck, face, chest, heart and other vital points at the same time.

Eight-armed golden gun, spear out such as eight arms at the same time to make a gun, this is the origin of his nickname.

Not only that, but each of his spearhead phantoms was wrapped in extreme sharpness. The phantom did not exist illusory, but a real attack condensed by the pure elemental force.

One shot is out, eight shots move, like the sound of wind and thunder.

This shot alone is extraordinary.

Fifth, Tingyun is not unfamiliar with an opponent who has never encountered a gun, which can be compared with Ye Cangfeng's gun...... Uh, no, it's impossible to compare......

Syllable!

When the golden spear attacked, Shi Fu's right hand shook, and the Futu fan closed instantly, making a crisp sound.

Bell bell

This sound was followed by a very dense sound of eight clashes of gold and iron. Shi Fu put his left hand behind him, and his right hand held the floating fan in the shape of a short stick, and his wrist shook rapidly, and the floating fan struck the eight golden gun heads very accurately.

The eight-gun attack was ferocious, but the division was easy to turn it into.

Whoosh.

Ye Cangfeng was already an adult master, of course he didn't care about the gains and losses of this move, he quickly withdrew the golden gun, and in the blink of an eye, he had already stabbed out a second shot. The sound of bells rang out over the forest, and if anyone who didn't know passed by here, they might think that there was an iron shop in the depths of the forest.

Fifth Tingyun protected Bai Jie behind him, looking at the relaxed and freehand Shifu in the air, even when dealing with the eight-armed golden gun, he was still calm and calm, which couldn't help but remind him of the battle in Tianmen City, Ling Haozhou was only in the Dan realm, not the void realm, but he had already forced Shifu into danger. But today, although he can't see Ye Cangfeng's specific strength realm clearly, he was a famous Void Realm cultivator many years ago, and after so many years of dedicated cultivation, Ye Cangfeng may have been a master of the Void Realm Triple Heaven.

But in the face of Ye Cangfeng, Shifu was much easier.

He couldn't help but want to ask, what realm is Shifu's strength? Could it be that while he was cultivating during this time, Shifu's own cultivation was also improving by leaps and bounds......