"Master Peng, can you do a lot of nonsense in this faction, I'm afraid that without the nod and approval of your family master, even if you are an elder-level figure, you won't dare to wantonly attack here. The third elder sneered and said.

"Hehe! This is a world where strength is paramount, once you use force to fight, death and injury are inevitable, even if you are cut off by someone, you can only feel sorry for yourself for not being proficient in martial arts, the three elders can let go of it, and you don't have to keep your hands!" In his cognition, to cut off the head of a strong man in the Qiankun Realm, the difficulty is not as great as pressing the sky, it is purely a ridiculous joke, if anyone takes it seriously, he will definitely die a very ugly death: "If you think you have this strength and ability, the old man will wait here!"

"It seems that you want to use this battle to deter my Fenglan family from obediently obeying and becoming a permanent vassal family of your Peng family, but I'm afraid that you will underestimate my Fenglan family too much, if you want to fight, then you will fight! The three elders said loudly, "This room is narrow, and the hall is waiting for teaching!"

"It's crazy enough! How much arrogant capital can there be?" The anger in the heart of the old man in the robe broke through the bottom line of patience, and with a flick of his arm, there was a long knife in his hand, a touch of black and red streamer was entwined and flickering, holding the handle of the knife, every time he said a word, the momentum on the knife climbed by one point, the knife was not unsheathed, and it gave people a kind of momentum of a long knife breaking through the air, domineering and surging. The human knife is one, and the knife intent is soaring to the sky, and it is sharp

In a spacious open space outside the hall, the two stood ten meters apart, staring angrily.

Choke!

The long knife of the old man in the Chinese robe finally choked out of its sheath, and a red sword shot out into the sky, and the blazing sword qi tore through the space domineeringly, slashing through the air.

As soon as the other party made a move, he sacrificed his blade, and the three elders would not arrogantly fight with their flesh and blood. The moment the opponent's long knife came out of the sheath, he didn't know when there was an extra sword in his hand, his right hand touched the hilt of the sword, and the sword was drawn in an instant, and the sword was collected.

Sonorous!

The Flame Flame Knife was filled with a fierce knife intent murderous aura, as if igniting the void on the way, and encountered a cyan half-moon-shaped sword light head-on, sonorous impact, and the flame red light flew up obliquely, like a runaway flow of fire.

There are three realms of sword drawing, the first realm is to draw the sword with the body, skillful and fast. The second realm is to use the qi to resist the sword, and it is easy to achieve without any mistakes. The third realm is to control the sword with the will, the meaning is the sword, the sword is the will, the intention is the sword movement, the intention is the unity of the sword, and it is never an exaggeration to call it freewheeling.

The three elders drew their swords in an instant, and almost all the spectators in the hall were strong experts, and no one questioned that his sword drawing skills had reached the third supreme realm, or even more terrifying. Because his sword was still in its sheath, as if it had never been unsheathed.

"Control the sword with your will!" The old man in the Chinese robe had a bow-shaped body, rubbed his feet on the ground, and slid out a few meters on the ground, his face was shocked, and then he frowned, and he was solemn. On the way to his own flame sword, how could he be defeated by the other party's first strike in the middle of the lightning and flint.

When he took the last step, his shoulders and arms were stretched, and the flaming long knife in his hand swirled and slashed, instantly bursting out hundreds of flaming knives, as fast as lightning and thunder, each sword was blazing like fire, and the sparks were flying and shooting, and the body was burned quickly.

Seeing this, the three elders raised their eyebrows slightly, and the long sword in their hands flew out of its sheath again, and a blue light streaked out of the air, and the green light burst into the sky.

The sword and sword light suddenly collided, and the sparks flew one after another, and the sonorous explosion exploded. The flaming sword in the sky dispersed, and the shattered and disintegrated cyan streamer suddenly reunited into a sword qi, and shot diagonally towards the old man in the Chinese robe.

The cyan sword qi was like the wind, shadowless and formless, floating and uncertain, but infinitely fierce. The sword qi wielded by the three elders fused with the artistic conception of the wind, passing like the wind, and the wind dispersed and gathered, still the wind. The wind is everywhere, pervasive, soft and sharp.

Although the old man in the robe was vicious and arrogant, he also had a lot of knowledge, and in his horror, he quickly understood that the other party had comprehended the artistic conception of the wind, and he could also integrate it into the sword momentum. His practice was originally the artistic conception of fire, and he naturally knew the principle of fire borrowing from the wind. The other party's sword was like the wind, and the sword qi did not hurt his skin. The long knife in his hand no longer hesitated, and with one turn and one spin, a beam of crimson swords was as hot as fire, and the cyan sword qi that shot at it in an instant swept away.

The fire borrowed the wind, the wind helped the fire, the sword flame was even stronger, and a blazing flame knife reversed the three elders and rolled away.

When the spectators saw this, they all exclaimed, what kind of domineering move was this? It was able to turn the opponent's fierce offensive into their own and take advantage of the situation to counterattack the opponent. This guy is really not an idle person!

The pupils in the eyes of the three elders shrank slightly, and their expressions were as solemn as water, they really didn't expect that the other party could take advantage of the situation, and they also understood the principle of mutual growth and restraint of the attributes of the world. The wind blows!

The long sword in his hand trembled, and a cyan streamer swept through the flame madness knife like the wind. The cyan streamer burst into a crystal brilliance, quickly cutting into the fiery sword. The void suddenly presented a spectacular scene of wind and flames.

Boom!

The wind and fire clouds, the sonorous sound of swords hitting constantly came from the rolling and rolling rolls, and the Martian silver star splashed and bloomed in the sky. The blazing flames turned the sky overhead into a red, clear and clear cloud, like a cloud of blood.

In a moment, the flames of the blazing sword gradually faded, and then suddenly cracked, leaving only a trace of cyan streamer still rushing forward at a rapid speed. The place you pass through seems to ignite the air around you, and it is unbearably hot. The fire cloud swirls and flies directly at the initiator, clearly to return the favor to the other in the way of others!

The blazing sword collapsed, and the old man in the gorgeous robe looked bitter at the moment, extremely depressed, thinking that his wonderful counterattack would definitely hit the opponent by surprise, but he didn't expect to be returned by the other party in his own way.

The cyan flow of murderous aura that rushed to the scene, no matter how the old man in the gorgeous robe dodged and dodged, the murderous aura of Zheng Zheng followed him like a shadow, chasing after him, making people's hair stand on end, and his heart was shocked. Retreat and retreat!

Immediately there was no way to dodge, the old man in the gorgeous robe was horizontal, he simply stopped dodging, took a deep breath, and the long knife suddenly slashed out diagonally in the air, and the flame knife light flew and slashed the fire cloud angrily, with a bang, giving people a spectacular scene of volcanic cracking.

Bang!

The fire cloud was slashed apart by the furious sword, and two colors appeared in the air, one cyan and the other as blood-red. Compete with each other, entangle and collide with each other, and do not give in to each other.

The old man in the Chinese robe reversed the predicament with a knife, and then slashed back with a knife, following the trajectory of the previous slash, slamming into the sky, pushing the momentum of the volcanic collapse to the peak. Like a snowy cloud, it finally fell apart and exploded under the continuous slashing.

The three elders' Qingfeng sword momentum was finally defeated by the opponent's flame mad sword, and his expression was still calm, unmoved, but his breath suddenly became a little blurry, vague, and his whole body seemed to be swaying with the wind in the void, appearing and disappearing from time to time, dazzling and difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction, suspected to be an illusion.

The next moment, the figure of the three elders suddenly disappeared completely from the other party's sight, and in the blink of an eye, where did the person go?

The old man in the robe was slightly flustered, and the three elders who were ten meters away suddenly appeared in front of him, and the two sides had been killing each other in the air, and no one saw the space distance of ten meters, how did he cross it?

On the way, the three elder elders slashed out with a sword in the air, and a cyan blazing arc of light flashed in the void.

This sword came too quickly, too suddenly, without any warning, how could a person ten meters away suddenly rush to the front of him? The old man in the Chinese robe had no time to think much at this time, and subconsciously waved his knife to slash at the flying sword light, unexpectedly, the cyan sword light paused slightly, and the sword body trembled, turning into seven piercing cyan sword shadows at dusk, each cyan sword shadow was real, murderous, and endless.

Stunned, there was no need for the old man to swing a knife, but for a moment he didn't know which sharp sword shadow to block? This sword came quickly, floating strangely, turning into seven with a sword, and the sword pointed directly at the fatal parts of the opponent's body. I can't stop it, and in a panic, I made an incredible move, unblocked, not dodging, because all this seems meaningless, and I still can't avoid the misfortune of a sword.

Between life and death, the old man in the robe made a hopeless move, the moment when the seven cyan sword lights were about to get close to the body, he rolled on the spot regardless of his dignity, and his body suddenly fell downward unexpectedly, and the six sword lights were close to his body and roared past, and another sword light suddenly changed direction, drawing a strange arc in the air, and quickly crossed his arm that fell sharply.

Yes!

The black robe of the old man in the gorgeous robe was cut in the left arm, and the flesh and blood were rolled up, and the bones were visible, and the blood was still spilling everywhere. Escaping the fatal catastrophe at the cost of a wound to the arm is a great luck in misfortune.

Taking advantage of the rolling momentum, flipping the speed, comparable to the flying of meteors, and suddenly widening the distance between each other more than ten meters away, the old man in the robe was frightened, and quickly took a healing pill to stop the bleeding wound.

The three elders did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, and looked at each other coldly, and at this time, they opened a distance of more than ten meters between each other, and confronted each other again.

The old man in the robe was injured in his arm, and he didn't dare to be negligent anymore, he was on guard, his eyes were firmly locked on the other party's figure, and he would react quickly if he made the slightest movement.

"The old man really underestimated you, you won't have this kind of opportunity again. The old man in the robe glanced at the injured arm, said fiercely, and his expression became solemn, and he emptied the bad emotions in his heart as soon as possible, and his spirit and spirit were condensed again. He knew that the opponent's combat strength was by no means below him, and the next battle might be a difficult battle in his life.

"Your on-the-spot adaptability is good! Even this unidentified move has been used, which is really impressive. The Third Elder sneered.