But the young master didn't take the words, but continued to watch the battle in the field intently, and only said after a long time: "Haha! Maybe we're saved. That damn silver spear was actually pressed and beaten by Miss Feng Tingcheng, it was really happy! ”

At this time, a purple thunder sword in Feng Qingcheng's hand danced so impenetrable that it was difficult for even a fly to fly in. And the silver spear flew and roared, shaking the silver spear in his hand frantically.

This spear is like a raging dragon out of the water, but it can't break through the defense of Feng Chengcheng, after fighting for so long, Feng Chengcheng has not been injured much at all, and the silver spear has been caught by Feng Chengcheng several times, if it weren't for the timely response, I am afraid that Feng Chengcheng would have died in Feng Chengcheng.

And Feng Qingcheng looked at the attack technique of the silver spear flying at this time, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration, and said: "A spear can do it so far, that's really amazing!" ”

"More powerful is yet to come!"

The man stared at Feng Chengcheng and yelled. No wonder the number one disciple in that sect was also easily defeated, she really had a few brushes under her hands, but how could the name of the Qingxian Sect fall here!

When Feng Qingcheng heard him speak, he naturally tightened his guard in his heart. Because this man is ready to fight hard. Sure enough, I heard the silver spear flying and roaring, and it was shot violently.

This shot was completely different from the previous attack, and a huge wind came from all around, like a tiger descending from the mountain, vowing to smash the enemy in front of it to slag.

Feng Qingcheng didn't dare to slack off, he hurriedly pinched the law with one hand, and clenched the purple thunder sword with the other, and then he heard a sound on the ground, and the purple thunder sword flashed with light in the sky.

And at this time, the spear that flew over had already exploded in front of him. Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but sneer, so he also snorted lightly, and hit the purple thunder sword in his hand fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, a loud bang was heard, and the purple thunder sword slammed into the spear, and the collision of two huge energy streams stirred up layers of energy torrents.

And the spear flying was really not in vain, such an attack could actually interrupt the purple thunder sword in Feng Qicheng's hand.

Feng Qingcheng felt a burst of soreness in his wrist, and his chest began to feel stuffy, so he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and took a few steps back. But the spear did not stop there, and he was heard crying out in the great flood: "Stinky bitch! Dare to despise your grandfather? Suffer death. ”

She couldn't help but be shocked when she heard it, although the Purple Thunder Sword was interrupted by the spear just now, she was also confident that the spear must have been cut off by the Purple Thunder Sword.

At this time, the spear flew out of the energy turbulence, and sure enough, the spear in his hand had been cut off, leaving only a bare pole.

"You want to kill me with just this stick? You're thinking too much! ”

Feng Qingcheng shouted, the spiritual energy in his hand had been quickly condensed, although it was almost impossible to recondense the Purple Thunder Sword at this time, but it was better to have a long sword in hand than to deal with the attack empty-handed.

But at this time, I suddenly saw the spear flying, and the corners of my mouth hooked an arc. Feng Chengcheng couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it, and then he saw that a slightly smaller spear head rushed out of the barrel of the spear that was flying.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but exclaim, it turned out that there was such a small one hidden in the barrel of this spear! At this time, the long sword in Feng Qingcheng's hand has not yet been condensed, and if he resists head-on, I am afraid that both sides will lose.

So she hurriedly shouted, and her footsteps jerked in the air, and then the whole person was already retreating behind her. But the spear flew so fast that it had caught up in an instant.

The spear was almost in front of him, Feng Qingcheng's pupils constricted, there was no way! Hearing her shout, she gave up the long sword in her hand that was about to be condensed, and rushed forward towards the spear in front of her.

The spear flew and saw that Feng Qicheng did not retreat but advanced, and his heart was taken aback, but in an instant, he laughed out loud and shouted: "Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!" ”

Before the voice fell, the spear in his hand had already rushed towards the front door of Feng Tilting City. Feng Qingcheng snorted coldly, and the spiritual energy in his hand began to spin rapidly.

In an instant, I heard the sound of the earth, and the spiritual energy had changed into a small dagger. Although this dagger is small, its quality is indeed comparable to the epic peak of the Purple Thunder Sword, because the dagger is shorter and simpler than the Purple Thunder Sword, so it condenses more quickly.

Immediately after that, I heard a popping sound, and the spear of the Qingxian Sect Senior Uncle had already pierced into Feng Tingcheng's left shoulder, just because Feng Tingcheng moved his body desperately at the last moment, in order not to let this spear kill him with one blow.

When the spear flew over and saw this scene, he was stunned. But Feng Chengcheng's attack had just begun, and when she heard her shout, she raised her left hand and grabbed the barrel of the spear with severe pain, and then her right hand danced violently, and the dagger in her hand wiped out the neck of the spear.

Feng Chengcheng is a desperate way to play, if in the moment just now, Feng Chengcheng did not dodge the attack of the spear in time, I am afraid that it would have been to see the king of Hades by now. But now that he was dodging, Feng Qingcheng's left hand and shoulder became a cage that firmly locked the spear.

And Feng Chengcheng's next dagger can directly end the life of the spear flying!

Then I heard a thud, and the dagger arced through the air, bringing up a series of beads of blood, and at the same time, I heard the spear flying and screaming.

But after all, this blow was not over, and the spear flew over, since Feng Chengcheng could dodge his fatal attack in an instant, then the spear flying could naturally dodge Feng Tingcheng's sharp blow, but the price paid was much heavier than Feng Chengcheng.

I saw him covering the wound on his neck with one hand, but blood couldn't stop oozing out of the wound, his face had become as pale as paper, and he couldn't even speak, but he just flew backwards vigorously, his eyes widened, and he looked at Feng Chengcheng in disbelief.

At this time, Feng Qingcheng gritted his teeth, and pulled out the spear stuck in his shoulder with his left hand, and suddenly heard a pop, and blood beads fell to the ground. But despite this, Feng Chengcheng won.

She sneered and looked at the Qingxian Sect Senior Uncle who was flying backwards, originally thinking that she would take advantage of the victory to pursue and not give him a chance to live, but now Feng Qingcheng's body was also injured, and the limit of the urging energy also took on a rather heavy burden, and it was almost impossible to continue the pursuit.

When the group of Qingxian Sect saw that even their own master uncle was almost killed under the hands of the demon Feng Tingcheng, their hearts and livers trembled, and at this time, Feng Qingcheng suddenly turned his head and glared, and the group of disciples gritted their teeth and fled desperately.

Nonsense. That uncle has been practicing for hundreds of years, and even the strength of the head of the sect is not necessarily comparable to that uncle, he is just a disciple, if he really fights against Feng Chengcheng, how can there be a glimmer of life, I am afraid that if she takes a look, he is already in a different place.

Feng Qingcheng watched this group of Qingxian Sect disciples flee, and he was also relieved in his heart, after all, he was already at the end of the strong crossbow just now, if he really fought against them, although there was no problem in winning the battle, but the life of the young master of the Mountain Sect might not be saved.

Feng Qingcheng let out a sigh of relief, and hurriedly mobilized the energy in his body to heal the wound, the wound had quickly stopped bleeding, and the injuries in his body had stabilized.

At this time, I saw that the young master of Shanyimen, who had seen it before, hurriedly walked over with someone, and asked anxiously, "Miss, how are you doing?" ”

Feng Qingcheng shook his head and said, "It's not a big deal. "Since the last time we met, although it had no impact on this young master, the two people around the young master made Feng Qingcheng deeply impressed, after all, it was really not easy to maintain such politeness to a stranger while having strong strength. This also made Feng Qingcheng have a little good impression of the mountain sect behind this young master, how could the sect that could cultivate such a talent be weak?

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