"No, don't!!"

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people were all full of horror on their faces, screaming in their mouths, and fleeing in all directions. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If it were normal, Mengfeng might not be too lazy to chase it. After all, there is no deep hatred, but at this moment, I saw a flash of purple light under his feet, and he chased after him with a free step.

can reach the top 100 in the full dueling, and the strength of these people in front of them is all extraordinary. It's just a pity that they ran into Dream Wind. Under the pursuit of Mengfeng, there were not too many accidents, and they were cut by him one by one.

The edge was raging, and the twenty or so people who were alive before had turned into blood and corpses all over the place.

Looking at the corpses in one place, the look on Mengfeng's face was indifferent.

At the moment, he is in a very bad mood. These people came to hit the muzzle of his gun, and it can only be said that these people will not look at the timing.

"Heaven-level Divine Thunder Talisman?"

Collected the space rings on the corpses one by one, and when Meng Feng opened the first of them, the space ring of the Amazing Pavilion Elder, his face couldn't help but show a trace of surprise.

"Hehe, it looks like these guys have robbed other people before. Tsk, this time the loss has been made up!" Immediately, as if thinking of something, Mengfeng was still full of dark clouds before, just like the clouds opened at the beginning of the day, and suddenly became extraordinarily good.

Immediately, he opened the spatial rings in his hand one by one.

Sure enough, in addition to this heaven-level spirit rune of the Elder of the Amazing Pavilion, in another spatial ring, there was a Heavenly Grade Pill.

A heaven-level low-grade divine thunder talisman, a heaven-grade primary elixir, Xuanshen Dan.

It's a little better than Mengfeng expected, but it's better than nothing. Taken together, the two can be regarded as making up for the loss of a crystal cabinet and an ordinary key in the colored pagoda.

"For the sake of making up for my loss, let your souls leave. Meng Feng was talking, but suddenly saw that the corpse in that place was completely gone.

Seeing this, the corners of his mouth suddenly couldn't help twitching: "Rub, forget." If you die in the Reward Realm, you won't really die. ”

At this moment, he remembered that if he fell in the reward secret realm, he would not really die, but would be teleported out.

"Fortunately, I grabbed it quickly. ”

This also made Meng Feng exhale, and he thought happily, fortunately, he was witty and could take the space ring from these people quickly. Otherwise, it is estimated that it is gone at this moment.

"Sneer......"

Just as the dream wind exhaled, there was a sudden spatial fluctuation on the side.

Looking at it, I saw a figure, and it slowly emerged from it, it was the top force of the fourth layer, the sect master of the Falling Sword Sect, Duan Jian!

"Huh?"

Seeing the dream wind, Duan Jian was stunned for a moment, and then there was a sharp glint in his eyes. Without saying a word, he raised the unsheathed long sword in his hand, pointed it directly at Mengfeng, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Hand over what you have obtained in the pagoda." ”

Seeing this, Mengfeng couldn't help frowning.

As the Sect Master of the Falling Sword Sect, Duan Jian was definitely the undoubted top powerhouse at the fourth level. Compared with Jin Sheng, it is only strong and not weak.

Dream Wind was not surprised by its hostility.

After all, Duan Jian and Jin Sheng are best friends, and no one in the entire fourth layer does not know. Mengfeng is the enemy of Jin Sheng, and it was he who injured Jin Sheng in the first place. At this moment, Duan Jian will naturally not be friendly to him. In addition, the things in the colored pagoda were tempting, so it was not surprising that Duan Jian unceremoniously begged him for it as soon as he came out.

"What if I don't pay it?" Looking at Duan Jian, Meng Feng asked lightly.

Hearing this, I saw a fierce breath, which suddenly burst out from Duan Jian's body, and between a pair of pupils, two astonishing sword lights also shot out, shooting straight towards Mengfeng.

His complexion changed, and Meng Feng's body twisted, dodging two sword lights.

"If you don't pay it, you'll die!"

In his ears, at the same time, Duan Jian's emotionless voice sounded.

A sword with an astonishing sharpness also came at this time.

"Boom!"

Dream Wind raised his sword to meet it.

The blade of the Spirit Gathering Knife suddenly collided with the unsheathed long sword scabbard of Duan Jian.

"Poof..."

Dream Wind only felt an unusually sharp breath coming from between the scabbards and burrowing straight into his body. A trace of sword qi was formed, raging in his body.

Suddenly, Mengfeng only felt a pain in his internal organs as if he had been cut, and a large mouthful of blood surged out of his throat and sprayed straight out. His whole body, after this huge tremor, staggered backwards.

"Slash!"

Duan Jian's eyes flashed again, only to see his entire body flash, and in an instant, he came to the front of the backward Meng Feng, and with a sword with a scabbard, he slashed out a dazzling sword ray, slashing towards the dream wind.

"Hurry!"

Gritting his teeth and spitting out a word, he saw Mengfeng's body flash, and suddenly disappeared in place, appearing not far away, where he had stood before.

Holding his chest, Meng Feng looked up at Duan Jian, his eyes were already full of solemnity.

When he saw the latter appear, he immediately left a mark on his feet in case he needed it. It's just that what he didn't expect was that so soon, he was forced to have to use a seal.

"Teleportation?"

Duan Jian squinted at Meng Feng, and there was a hint of surprise in his sharp eyes.

But soon, this trace of surprise was covered up by Sen Leng's sharpness: "Then let this seat see, how many times can you perform this teleportation!"

"Whoosh!-"

As the voice of the last word of Duan Jian's words fell, his body seemed to have turned into a flowing shadow, and at a terrifying speed, he swept in front of Meng Feng, and the spear with the scabbard swept out again.

"Fire Divine Knife - Immediate Slash!"

The astonishing sword momentum swept up, and the vertical sword suddenly slashed straight down.

"Bang!-"

One blow collides, and the sword momentum and knife momentum are abused. In the end, it is clear that the sword is superior.

"Poof..."

Mengfeng also followed, vomiting blood again and flew out.

"Chasing the sword!"

At the moment of flying back, Meng Feng could clearly hear the faint voice of the two words coming out of Duan Jian's mouth.

Then, his eyes were filled with a dazzling sword light.

"Hurry!"

Zixiao started again with his heart, and Meng Feng returned to his previous position, and his eyes couldn't help but look at it with horror, not far away, Duan Jian followed at the moment when he flashed open.

With a sword, the name is stabbing in the void space, but it makes the ground crack and crack a crack that is dozens of meters long.

"The second time. ”

Turning around, Duan Jian looked at Meng Feng and thought lightly, and his figure also flashed out again.

"Purple Flame Dazzling Slash!"

Seeing this scene, a purple flame and a sharp edge crossed in Mengfeng's eyes, and a sword light glowing with purple flame suddenly raged in front of him.

However, in the face of his purple flame sword light, Duan Jian was just swept by a sword.

"Bang ......"

Patches of sword light suddenly collapsed one by one.

Duan Jian's sword light also swept over again.

This time, Mengfeng didn't use Zixiao to follow his heart again. Because the mark he left behind is only the one he stands under his feet at this moment, and even if he casts it, it will be standing still. Therefore, in the face of Duan Jian's sword, he could only face it forcefully.

"Fire Moon Sweep!"

A round of oblique moon in a ninety-degree orientation slashed out.

"Bang!"

But the moment it touched Duan Jian's sword, it was shattered.

Fortunately, Mengfeng seemed to have expected this scene, and with this edge, it was just to delay the sword mang, that moment and a half. Take advantage of this figure to dodge.

However, Meng Feng still underestimated the power of Duan Jian's sword, and the edge still swept over his body, and a blood mark suddenly slid out. The only thing to be thankful for is that this blood stain only scratches a layer of flesh and skin. Otherwise, if he went any deeper, his body would probably crack.

"No wonder it can cause so much trouble to that guy Jin Sheng. You do have some ability!" Duan Jian squinted at this scene, and couldn't help but nod with a hint of appreciation, but soon, the light in his eyes turned into full coldness: "But that's all!"

A sword burst out of the air again.

But this time, Mengfeng was already prepared. Almost the moment Duan Jian raised his hand, his body swept out far away.

"Chasing the sword!"

A sword missed, Duan Jian turned his head and flashed, and he chased straight towards Mengfeng, and the long sword with the scabbard in his hand also pursued him.

"Poof!-"

A mouthful of blood spurted out again, and Dream Wind flew straight upside down with a knife.

"This guy is so strong!"

Falling far away beside a rock, Meng Feng's gaze at Duan Jian was already filled with a thick sense of horror.

The sword in front of him is too strong. Every sword has the power to make it irresistible. Mengfeng's offensive, under the sword of the former, was completely like a piece of tissue paper, and there was no defensive power at all.

Before that, he knew that Duan Jian, who was the sect master of the Falling Sword Sect, was very strong. It is known as the top three powerhouses of the entire fourth layer.

But in his thoughts, the strength of the other party should not be much stronger than Jin Sheng.

However, he still far underestimated this top three powerhouse in the fourth layer.

Jin Sheng is already a top powerhouse with very terrifying strength. But the sword in front of him was a top-notch existence that was much stronger than the former.

"I can only use this thing first!"

Looking at Duan Jian, he was already coming from a distance. Meng Feng gritted his teeth, and also threw the Heaven-level Spirit Rune, the Divine Thunder Rune, into the Qi of the Seal, towards the former.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Mengfeng suddenly threw something over, Duan Jian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to cut it off at will.

"Not good!"

But the moment he raised his sword, Duan Jian's face couldn't help but change.

Because of him, he could clearly perceive that a terrifying and peerless energy was surging from the thing thrown by the dream wind in front of him. Soon, this energy rippled with layers of electricity.

There was a 'boom', and a thick thunderbolt was formed. There was another 'boom', and another thick thunderbolt. There was another 'boom', and then a thick thunderbolt.

This continued, and in an instant, a terrible thunder appeared, forming a group of thunder, raging towards him.

"Sword momentum! Fourth! Sword unsheathed!"

Duan Jian's face changed greatly, but he didn't flinch, but on his body, an astonishing sword momentum suddenly bloomed.

I saw that Duan Jian's long sword, which had always been wearing a scabbard, was reached out by him to hold the hilt and slowly pulled it out.

"Boom!—"

When a trace of silver light suddenly appeared from his scabbard, it was as if a long-placed remote, controlled, and bomb had been detonated, and a peerless sword light suddenly flickered, with a monstrous sword might, raging.

Most of the thunder was actually broken into two at this moment, under this peerless sword, and disappeared into the void.

Seeing this, Meng Feng took the Divine Thunder Talisman that had been consumed once, and without thinking about it, he fled into the distance.

Terrible!

This is a label that Meng Feng put on Duan Jian's strength in his heart at this moment.

If you don't draw your sword, you're already terrifying. Drawing the sword right now is just the peerless sword that is released at the moment of drawing the sword. It's already about to surpass all the attacks of Dream Wind.

At least Meng Feng didn't think that he had the strength to compete with Duan Jian now.

The heart of a strong man, he has it, he is not afraid of any strong man!

But this does not mean that he will be afraid of it, but he knows that his strength is not enough for the time being, and he still looks for the challenge of death, and he is by no means the strong man of the opponent at this moment, and he is sent to death in vain.

He's just going to make himself stronger and challenge this opponent again.

Fleeing at this moment will not shake his strong heart, but will only inspire his heart to become stronger!

...... (To be continued)