Cui Yan nodded solemnly.

Su Feng's achievements in martial arts today are something Cui Yan has never seen before, and he dare not say that he has never come back, but he is definitely unprecedented.

Relying only on the four-style sword technique, Su Feng used the spiritual power cultivation of the peak of the fourth order to fight against a fifth-order cultivator, who would dare to say that it would not work?

With this alone, it was enough for Cui Yan to respect Su Feng.

However, don't take Su Feng as a symbol of invincibility.

After fighting so simply twice, Cui Yan already knew at least one of the major drawbacks of Su Feng's strength.

This disadvantage is also simple, that is, Su Feng's proficiency is not enough!

All that is needed to comprehend martial arts is a state of mind. When the state of mind arrives, the martial arts become successful, which is an eternal truth. However, martial arts are the same as spiritual decisions, even if they are mastered, but if they want to use them well and use them well, they also need to be tempered.

The first two styles of Su Feng's "Feng Rin Sword Technique" have reached the pinnacle, if you want to improve again, then you can only rely on adventure. But what about the latter two?

The Empty Mountain Bird Language had just been mastered, and Su Feng himself didn't know what was so special about this style of swordsmanship. It's just used to improve your perception and spiritual control.

This is not bad, in the past, in order to hide the hole cards, Su Feng has always hidden his Haoran Baixue, and he has never had the opportunity to fight. Until now, Su Feng himself didn't know what the effect of his swordsmanship was.

In the battle of martial arts between Cui Yan and Su Feng, if Cui Yan wants to defeat Su Feng, then there is only one way left.

Storm!

Use fast to break Su Feng's rhythm, and use fast to make Su Feng's local ills completely become Su Feng's fatal loophole.

As soon as he thought of this, Cui Yan's body instantly burst into a sky-high battle intent.

A round of air currents visible to the naked eye escaped from Cui Yan as the center.

Su Feng's brows changed.

Of course, Cui Yan couldn't control the airflow, and this situation could occur, because the battle intent on Cui Yan's body was highly condensed, and the ethereal thing like momentum had even affected the surrounding environment.

Su Feng didn't know what it was, but Meng still knew!

Meng Yi originally looked at this battle of martial arts, it was really a feast for his eyes. Now seeing this change in Cui Yan's body, Meng still can't help but be surprised.

This is a very high-end technique, and in the sect gate, this technique is called the Battle Spirit Wind Ring.

Cultivators are not able to maintain their perfect fighting condition under any circumstances. Excluding external causes such as physical injuries and lack of spiritual power, mood is also a major factor affecting a cultivator's battle.

It's like an ordinary person who can work better when he is at his fullest, but is very inefficient when he is depressed.

This Battle Spirit Wind Ring can completely eliminate these problems, allowing cultivators to use a high-end technique that can use their peak strength in any situation.

However, few people know this kind of skill, one is that this skill is a high-end skill within the sect, even if it has become a cultivator of the sect, it will only be awarded if it requires extremely high contributions. The second reason is that the difficulty of cultivation is extremely high for ordinary cultivators, and the battle spirit wind ring naturally needs the support of the state of mind.

Under the constraints of these two conditions, in today's world, there are very few people who can use the Battle Spirit Wind Ring.

Of course, Meng still wouldn't frown at this poor skill with low cost performance.

Su Feng and Cui Yan's trip to the Blood Demon Pool had improved so greatly, but other Demon Sect cultivators regarded it as a place of death.

The reason for this, I'm afraid......

Thinking of this, Meng still couldn't help frowning.

But Su Feng and Cui Yan ignored Meng Yi, and their battle continued.

Cui Yan raised his momentum to the peak, and Su Feng was naturally not to be outdone.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding and slowly descended, and the black wings and fire wings disappeared almost simultaneously.

In terms of martial arts, it's better to put it on the ground!

As soon as he landed, Cui Yan directly slammed on the ground, and his body rushed towards Su Feng.

Under the snow, Su Feng couldn't see any expression on his face.

The wind sword fluttered lightly, the wind howled, and the white snow condensed into a sword qi and roared towards Cui Yan.

Not to kill the enemy, but to block.

Of course, Su Feng knew where his current shortcomings were, and if Cui Yan wanted to attack, how could he follow his wishes.

Under the sword, Su Feng's figure retreated rapidly.

Can this sword stop Cui Yan?

The answer will appear right away.

Cui Yan didn't dodge or dodge, and directly threw a punch.

A giant bird condensed from flames also rushed towards Su Feng.

Sword Qi meets Firebird.

The snow melted, and the firebirds dispersed.

Under this blow, it is still evenly divided.

However, Cui Yan's indomitable steps paused for a moment.

I don't know why, a sad mood suddenly flooded into my heart. This sadness was so strong that even Cui Yan couldn't help but be infected, and the memories that he didn't want to recall surfaced.

Under the wind of battle spirit, Cui Yan's mood returned to normal in an instant.

But Su Feng's purpose was achieved!

Cui Yan still slowed down!

If you can have this kind of attack effect, then there is only one means.

Psychic Attack!

The third style of "Wind Rin Sword Technique": Haoran white snow, in terms of attack power, is not as crazy as the wind and rain, and it is also not as bright as the clear sky. However, the attack he inflicted was a spiritual attack that could not be blocked and could not be resisted.

Cui Yan couldn't help but admire, Su Feng's four styles of swordsmanship have their own merits, and they are comparable to ground-level spirit decisions alone.

However, this still can't stop Cui Yan's victorious heart.

If I die, I will kill my enemy!

How can the power of the king be defiled!

The pace quickened, and Cui Yan continued to rush towards Su Feng.

And Su Feng, as the initiator of the attack, naturally realized the subtlety of his attack.

If you combine these four swordsmanship techniques, what level of spiritual determination should it be?

Su Feng couldn't help but feel hot.

Each of his four swordsmanship has its own merits, if it is unified, it will definitely be earth-shattering.

Unfortunately, now is not the time to do that.

The problems he encountered when the storm and the clear sky merged were still in Su Feng's memory. If he wanted to accommodate the four-style sword intent, then Su Feng would at least have to improve his physical strength.

In the absence of natural treasures, Su Feng's only way was to improve his cultivation.

Without cultivation, everything is in vain.

In this case, then Meng is still a thousand spirit stones, I want to decide!

Su Feng no longer retreated, his right foot lightly touched the ground, and the wind howled, driving Su Feng's body to rush towards Cui Yan.

In mid-air, the dead silence in Su Feng's eyes disappeared, and within Su Feng's eyes, blood-colored flames and golden flames burst into flames!

The snow has not disappeared, the snow is still there.

In the past, relying on the sword intent of Haoran Baixue to lead itself, he barely fused the wind and rain with the clear sky. This time it was no longer hidden, and the three sword intents erupted with all their might.

The last trace of resistance of the sword intent of the two styles of wind and rain and clear sky disappeared directly under the dead silence of the vast snow.

Su Feng thoroughly mastered the method of using the three sword intents at the same time.

Of course, this is just a use, if you want to talk about fusion, Su Feng is still a little far away.

But enough for now!

If you want to fight, let's do it!

At the same time, Su Feng raised his sword, and Cui Yan raised his fist.

Terrifying thoughts intertwined and collided in front of Su Feng and Cui Yan, and lightning bolts appeared out of thin air.

This collision is bound to be earth-shattering.

Five-meter ......

Three-meter ......

One meter!

Just as this collision was about to happen, a strong sense of crisis emerged at the same time.

This sense of crisis did not come from either Su Feng and Cui Yan.

It's from their side!

The two turned around at the same time, Su Feng slashed down with a sword, and Cui Yan threw a punch fiercely.

The sword qi and fist wind rushed in the direction from which the sense of crisis came at the same time.

There, Meng Yi's eyes were full of cold light, and one by one ice spikes stabbed directly at Su Feng and Cui Yan!

It turns out that this sense of crisis comes from Meng Yi?

Su Feng and Cui Yan's faces changed at the same time, the two of them didn't say a word, Su Feng used the eagle to fly to the duel, Cui Yan condensed the wings of spiritual power, and rushed towards Meng Yi at the same time!

This sword, one punch, is a full attack of Su Feng and Cui Yan's combined spirit and spirit.

How can these ice spikes alone stop it!

Sure enough, under the sweep of the sword qi and fist wind, the ice spikes had already disappeared before they collided.

A hint of panic finally flashed in Meng Yi's eyes.

Martial arts fighting, how can she, a cultivator who cultivates spiritual decision, understand. originally thought that Su Feng and Cui Yan were friends, so they naturally knew how to start, but how could she have imagined that the power of this sword and one punch would be so great.

Even if he was a fifth-order cultivator, if he didn't have any defense against being hit by any of these attacks, then he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

Meng still hurriedly condensed a pair of ice wings and tried to dodge.

But Su Feng and Cui Yan's combined blow was extremely fast, Meng was still defenseless, how could he escape so quickly!

The sword intent fist wind was about to approach, and Meng still couldn't help but close his eyes.

Death, is it really coming?

I'm not reconciled!

I......

Meng still hadn't said all his "last words" yet, and suddenly, a hand grabbed Meng Yan's shoulder.

With the force of his palm, Meng still rotated in mid-air, the wind howled, and a white gauze towel fell under the sweep of the wind.

"Ahh

Meng still exclaimed, subconsciously protecting the bottom of his skirt.

And the owner of the hand swung a sword.

The sword qi mixed with blood and gold once again came out from the sword!

On the other hand, there is a huge fire phoenix condensed by fire!

Yes, it's a phoenix!

Snake neck, turtle back, beak like chicken, jaw like swallow......

Phoenix, that's it!

The only one who could send out this attack was Cui Yan, a fire attribute cultivator with the blood of the fire phoenix!

Meng Yi suddenly opened her eyes, and in front of her, in addition to the sword qi and fire phoenix, there was only Su Feng wearing an ill-fitting white robe.

"Su Feng!"

Meng still exclaimed!

Collision, coming!

The collision that was not completed because of Meng Zhen's interruption broke out at this moment!

Waves of fire and black winds swept in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, it devoured Su Feng and Meng Yi!