Feng Qingcheng was happy when he saw it, and shouted, "You actually dare to use a long sword in front of me? I think you're tired of it. In an instant, Feng Chengcheng's right hand twisted violently, and suddenly the endless power of the powerful shot gathered in the palm of Feng Chengcheng's right hand.

With a loud sound, this spiritual power changed into the appearance of the Purple Thunder Sword. When the disciples of the surrounding mountains saw this purple thunder sword, they couldn't help but exclaim: "It turned out to be an epic peak quality long sword!" Who the hell is this woman? ”

The disciple of the Mountain Sect who attacked this Feng Tilting City was obviously frightened by the hand revealed by the Phoenix Tilting City, but he kept doing it and shouted, "What about the epic quality? Me too! ”

In an instant, I saw the disciple snort and dance the long sword in his hand, and the long sword began to change its appearance under the washing of bursts of spiritual power, and this quality also rose, it was already an epic quality.

When the people around saw it, they couldn't help but applaud and shouted, "Senior Brother Mao! You really deserve to be the first person among the disciples of our mountain sect. It has been able to condense a weapon of epic quality. ”

But in Feng Chengcheng's opinion, the weapons in the hands of the disciples of that mountain have just stepped into the threshold of the epic, and compared with the peak of Feng Chengcheng's epic quality, it is simply a heaven and a place.

"Humph! Die, bitch. ”

The senior brother of the mountain sect had already rushed to the gate of Fengtian City, and before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out dozens of swords.

But Feng Qicheng is not a bad seed, when even if he danced the long sword in his hand, he perfectly resisted every attack of the senior brother. And she didn't yawn on the way, it seemed extremely simple.

This really angered the elder brother, and I heard him shout loudly: "Don't be too arrogant, stinking bitch! I'm just going to let you go, don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

But the next attack was even worse than just now. Because the elder brother lost his composure, each sword no longer came in a tricky position, but was slashing and slashing, as long as the speed could keep up, even a fool could block this attack.

But Feng Chengcheng was a little angry in his heart, after all, he saved the young master of this mountain gate, and he was still poisoned by this group of people in the meal, and now he is entangled, what the hell is going on?!

I heard Feng Chengcheng roaring, and the purple thunder sword in his hand was like a roaring dragon in the dark clouds, no longer aiming at defense, but taking the initiative to attack.

"Little thing! Today, my aunt will teach you how to use a sword! Although you have a tricky angle and fast speed when you draw your sword, the strength on each sword is very insufficient, so how can you kill people? If you want me to say, kill! A sword is enough. ”

Feng Chengcheng easily broke through the senior brother's defense with a few swords, and hit his long sword to the ground, almost falling. Feng Tingcheng looked at his frightened gaze, and raised the purple thunder sword with both hands, and suddenly there was a loud bang in the air, and the supreme nine heavens thunder slammed on Feng Tingcheng's long sword.

This long sword is no longer composed of spiritual power, but now with the power of thunder and lightning, it looks even more domineering. As soon as Feng Qingcheng's wrist moved, he was about to swing his sword to meet this senior brother in front of him!

But at this moment, I heard a loud shout: "Slow! ”

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help frowning and turned his head to look, and saw an old man wearing a mountain costume flying out of the room with a hideous face and rushing towards this side.

This old man's strength can be seen. The old man had rushed in front of Feng Chengcheng almost instantly, and in an instant, he shot out hundreds of punches, corresponding to all the acupuncture points in front of Feng Chengcheng.

But Feng Qicheng's feet were a little jerky, and his body had already moved extremely fast, and he dodged the old man's attack in an instant. She frowned and shouted, "Who is coming!" ”

"Huh? You don't even know me, and you dare to come here? Listen up! I am the acting head of Shanyimen, Zhou Ying. You broke into my mountain for no reason, and injured my disciples! I think you're tired of being alive, all the disciples of the Mountain Sect! ”

The old man shouted loudly, and immediately the disciples of the surrounding mountains echoed their voices.

Feng Qingcheng saw that this old man wanted to use force, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, this old man didn't know, no matter how many ants there were, it was impossible to defeat the elephant?

I saw that those disciples of the Mountain Sect shouted killing and moved rapidly around the square, and a formation was formed in an instant. Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but look sideways when he saw it, and he couldn't imagine that there was still a formation in this soul realm.

When she saw the hideous face of Zhou Ying, the acting head of the so-called mountain gate, she couldn't help but snort coldly. Although I don't know what the situation is between the acting head and the young master, the fact that someone from the mountain family poisoned her food can't be changed no matter what.

The formation of the disciples of the mountain was completed, and even when he heard a roar, he rose to the sky. Immediately afterwards, countless markings appeared around the square, and these marks reflected the light, and in an instant, they condensed into a cyan dragon in the air.

Feng Chengcheng saw it, and the purple thunder sword in his hand was also held tighter. He heard her shout, and rushed towards the cyan dragon in the air. In an instant, Feng Qicheng had already rushed in front of the dragon.

But the dragon was not afraid, and with a roar, even the space around it trembled. You can see the power of this dragon. But Feng Chengcheng was not weak, and in an instant, the purple thunder sword in his right hand slammed straight towards the dragon's face.

Immediately after, a loud bang was heard, and the purple thunder sword slammed into the cyan dragon's face. And the breath on Feng Tingcheng's body rose into the sky like a violent wind, and then he heard Feng Tingcheng roar, and with the force in his hand, the purple thunder sword slashed the face of the cyan dragon in half.

I heard a disciple screaming from below, obviously because the cyan dragon was injured, and as the source of the energy supply, it was naturally injured accordingly.

And at this time, Feng Chengcheng suddenly felt a chill rushing behind him. She couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly turned around to look, and saw that Zhou Ying had already put away that arrogant expression, but looked at Feng Chengcheng solemnly.

He held a long sword in his hand, and this long sword was even higher than the Purple Thunder Sword of Feng Tilting City. Obviously legendary.

Feng Qingcheng sneered, worthy of being the acting head of the Mountain Gate, although the aura of the legendary quality weapon was very unstable, but it was indeed a legendary quality, much higher than the Purple Thunder Sword.

But the so-called battle does not rely on the high quality of the weapon to determine the victory or defeat. Hearing Feng Qingcheng shouting, he had already rushed towards the acting leader.

In an instant, the two were on the verge of collapsing together. I saw that with a flick of Feng Qingcheng's wrist, the Purple Thunder Sword was already horizontal in front of him, and it slammed towards the acting leader.

But Zhou Ying snorted coldly, clenched the hilt of the long sword in his hand with both hands, and blasted straight towards Feng Qicheng. Obviously, this week should be very confident in his own weapon, confident that he can directly chop Feng Chengcheng and his sword in half.

But the next moment, the two long swords were handed over, and Zhou Ying's legendary long sword was indeed much higher than the Purple Thunder Sword, and there was already a crack on the body of the Purple Thunder Sword when it touched it.

I saw a hideous smile on Zhou Ying's face. But Feng Chengcheng seemed to have expected this thing to happen, and the next moment, with the point where the two long swords were handed over as the fulcrum, his body turned and instantly rushed behind Zhou Ying.

Zhou Ying's wrist loosened, and when he boarded, he had already discovered the traces and intentions of Feng Chengcheng, and he couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, how could Feng Chengcheng's movements be so fast?!

But Feng Chengcheng's spiritual power at this time was extremely fast, and a dagger had already formed in an instant, and it pierced straight towards Zhou Ying's back heart.

This time he was pierced, even if he didn't die that week, he would definitely be seriously injured. Feng Chengcheng is still sure in his heart. But at this moment, he suddenly heard a roar, and out of the corner of his eye, Feng Qingcheng saw that the cyan dragon that had been cut in half by his own sword just now had rushed over again.

I heard a group of disciples in the square shouting, "Protect the master!" ”

Feng Qingcheng sighed, he didn't expect that this cyan dragon would interrupt at this time, it seemed that this attack would not succeed. She snorted, and with a flick of her wrist, the dagger spun in a different direction and struck at the cyan dragon.

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