Lu Suifeng's cyan figure floated and moved extremely fast, this old man was not very good at body speed, and at the same time, he was extremely depressed and destroyed the Xuan Qi and tried his best to chase it, destroying a red light flame boiling behind him, forming a powerful driving force.

Finally, he locked the cyan figure from afar, and with joy in his heart, one after another blood-colored palm prints poured out like a meteor rain of fire, and the air along the way seemed to be ignited, scorching like fire.

The chase and escape continued for a moment, and Lu Suifeng's figure suddenly stopped, and reflexively drew a purple-gold sword light.

This kid is crazy! Under the dense attack of the blood-colored palm prints, he even dared to stop and fight back, until the purple-golden sword light shattered the layers of blood-colored palm prints. The white-faced old man was shocked to realize that at this time, the sharp purple gold edge slashed to the top of his head, and in shock, he hurriedly sacrificed a garden-type blood mark to cover his body and resist the opponent's shocking blow.

There was a "click" sound in the middle of the garden-type blood seal, like the sound of a hard object being cut and split.

This cracking sound fell on the ears of the white-faced old man, and his whole body shook slightly, and he soon realized that something terrifying had happened.

As the Zijin edge continued to advance, the force of the slashing and cutting became stronger and stronger, and this kid's strength did not show any signs of exhaustion, but was unprecedentedly strong and strong. As for the previous state of sluggish energy, it seems that it is completely imaginary, and it is purely a deliberate illusion, designed to make himself give up his strong defense and launch a stupid counterattack, which can be described as sacrificing strengths and weaknesses. At this time, the palace type blood seal defense was hastily sacrificed, and the prestige was greatly reduced. Underestimate the enemy!

The crack cut by the purple gold blade is constantly expanding and growing, and the defense of the garden-type blood seal is constantly trembling, if it continues like this, it won't be long before it will completely fall apart and explode.

"Impossible! How could you still have such abundant Xuan Li Qi at this time?" The white-faced old man didn't need to let out a shocked voice, and he continuously cast the "Flame Soul Snatcher Seal" and the garden-type blood seal, the consumption of Xuan Power was very huge, plus he was chasing the other party with all his might, and the loss was not shallow, and there was not much Xuan Li left in his body at this moment.

"Hehe! I haven't used Xuan Power from beginning to end, how can I say that it is depleted?" Lu Suifeng's voice was very soft, but it was like an incomparably sharp sword qi, hitting the opponent's inner barrier fiercely.

"Impossible! Where did such a powerful purple gold sword qi come from?" The white face didn't need the old man to figure it out, he could cut his own garden-type blood seal, and he couldn't do it without the support of profound Xuan power. This kid must be fooling himself, but I'm afraid that he will almost want to see 03 like himself. As long as you hold on for a few more moments, the winner in the end will definitely be yourself.

"There are things and scenes in the heavens and the earth that cannot be seen clearly with the eyes open...... Lu Sui said in a deep voice, and suddenly stopped and stopped talking, which made the old man extremely depressed.

The purple edge was still cutting through the garden-type blood mark strongly, and the cracks it created continued to expand, and it looked like it was about to collapse at any moment.

The white-faced old man was full of green tendons, and the only remaining Xuan power in his body was concentrated in the garden-shaped blood, and the defense range outside the body suddenly shrunk, but the cracks were gradually being bridged, but they became more solidified and solid, and the defense was so strong that it was difficult to shake it even if it was continuous slashing and cutting.

Finally, the Xuan Li in the body of the white-faced bearded old man gradually recovered to about sixty percent, and in his sight, he suddenly saw that the other party suddenly withdrew his sword momentum, stepped forward with his left foot, and raised the sword high above his head with his right hand, and the whole seemed to suddenly merge into an incomparably mysterious realm, and countless purple gold energy gathered on the tip of the endless sword, which looked dazzling.

"What does this kid want to do? It's not good!" Seeing this, the old man suddenly had a very dangerous signal in his heart. Absolute danger! There was no room for the slightest hesitation, and the whole person instantly broke away from the defensive area of the garden-type blood seal.

A beam of purple gold light slowly, with a simple and extremely simple trajectory, the clouds are light and the wind is clear, and there is no trace of fireworks and slashing down. This beam of purple gold brilliance seems to be slow and slow, but in fact, it is as fast as lightning, and in the end, only a line of purple gold brilliance can be seen flying straight down......

Card rub!

The garden-type blood seal that was as solid as a peak looked so fragile at this time, and the purple gold brilliance flashed, and it split apart from it in an instant, and then shattered and disintegrated.

Fortunately, the white-faced old man didn't need to see the opportunity early, and he pulled out of the seal half a beat in advance, despite this, the garden-type blood seal was formed by the condensation of the Xuan Force, and the seal was shattered, and it was bound to be eaten by the Xuan Force, and it was inevitable that the mouth would spew blood.

Poof! At the same time that Bai Mian didn't need blood to spurt blood in his mouth, he stumbled under his feet, and retreated more than ten steps in a row, so that he could not stabilize his body, sink his frightened and overly frightened mind, and quickly adjust the surging qi and blood in his body.

The scene of the right talent can be described as a thrilling line between life and death, although the palpitations are still there, but because the previous big words were too full, too ruthless, too vicious, it seems that there is no room for maneuver. Even if he admits defeat at this time, the other party will never give up easily.

There is no way out, and the "domain" cannot be used in this hall, so you can only do your best to fight for your life.

The distance between the two sides at this time was more than twenty meters, and they looked at each other angrily, and there would be no more hands left in the next battle, it must be a thrilling life-and-death struggle.

Far away from each other, the white-faced old man was covered in red light, his momentum was surging, and his whole body emitted a blazing flame streamer. The temperature of the surrounding space seems to be rising dramatically. Although the spectators were fifty meters away, they also felt the high temperature of the flames, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of burning, as if even the water on their bodies was rapidly evaporating, giving birth to a feeling of dry mouth.

Lu Suifeng was still standing quietly, not making any turbulent waves, like a leisurely and elegant idle cloud.

Before the battle, the fierce murderous aura of the two sides set off a storm of energy, and in the next moment, the two figures activated almost at the same time, like two flying meteors rushing towards each other.

Brush Brush Brush!

The two fast-moving objects were approaching at great speed, and the powerful running aura squeezed the air in the middle, constantly bursting into a roar of explosion, making the surrounding space twist for a while.

The white face of the speeding runner does not need the old man, and on the way, the long knife in his hand glows with red brilliance, exuding a blazing aura, and the bloody knife is full of flames;

As the two sides flew and ran at great speed, Lu Suifeng suddenly felt that time and space stood still at this moment, only to see a flame knife five feet long slashing through the air. Knowing that the other party will concentrate all his entire energy in the blade of the knife, this fight is bound to break the earth, and under the hard shock, it is only afraid of causing both defeats. Although it is not enough, it is not easy to take it lightly.

The white-faced old man didn't need to fight for his life, as if pushing a burst of volcanic flames to the peak realm, and the sky-high fire shadow was like a bloody sword, burning everything, cutting everything, and vowing to burn the other party into dry bones and flesh.

A sword to the west!

Lu Suifeng was also on the way, and he let out a soft shout in his mouth, and almost at the same time, he raised his sword out of its sheath, and a purple gold light tore through the sky, and it was like lightning to meet the flaming sword that slashed at the other party.

Ding, ding, ding!

Between breaths, the sword light and the sword slashed a hundred times, and in the sharp collision sound, the frequency of the knife and sword whirling dance became faster and faster, and it was difficult to distinguish it with the naked eye, and the sky was full of sparks and silver stars, like fireworks splashing, and the naked eye could not see the figures of the two sides at all.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and a mushroom cloud suddenly appeared in the air, and the purple gold brilliance and the blood-colored flames were entwined, rolling and steaming...... The energy flowed wildly, and the two figures gradually appeared in sight.

There were a few traces of scorching flames on Lu Suifeng's green shirt, and then the white-faced bearded old man was covered in blood, the brocade robe on his body had dozens of openings, and blood continued to spill out from various wounds, and there were a few strands of gray white hair flying in the air......

The white-faced old man knelt on one knee at this time, holding the knife in both hands and supporting the ground with a bow, and the blood in his mouth was constantly spilling out, and his organs seemed to be extremely shocked.

The long sword in Lu Suifeng's hand pointed directly at the opponent's chest, the awe-inspiring murderous aura in his eyes, the sword blade trembled slightly, and Sen Han's sword qi was uncertain.

"The old man is the elder of the Peng family, you dare to kill the old man, there is no place for you in the world, don't you believe in it?" Feeling the murderous aura from the opponent's sword, the white-faced old man raised his gray face, and threatened with a mouth full of blood. He didn't believe that the other party really dared to cut off his head, the strong coercion of the Peng family was by no means a decoration, even if he didn't care about his old life, but it was related to the supreme dignity and prestige of the Peng family, and the head of the family would not sit back and watch the other party kill himself in front of everyone.

"I'm not a murderer, you're defeated, and this battle should have ended. Lu Suifeng said lightly, without a bit of fireworks, listening to the ears of the white-faced old man, the heart of raising his throat and eyes relaxed slightly, but it sounds like there is something to be said here, is it possible to apologize in public and apologize? Even so, although it is a great shame, it is better than being beheaded with a sword and dying without a whole body.

The white-faced old man glanced at the two corpses lying in a pool of blood out of the corner of his eyes, one moment, they were still talking and laughing with each other, and the next moment, one was disemboweled, and the other was separated from his head, and he couldn't help but shudder, regretting that he shouldn't have been sad and angry for a while.

"But, people have reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die!" Lu Suifeng's voice suddenly became cold;"Therefore, you will be defeated, and there is only one ending, death!" The words landed, and a blurry purple light flashed away, and Lu Suifeng's sword was choked back into its sheath, and without even looking at the other party, he slowly turned around and walked back.

The white-faced bearded old man still maintained a posture of kneeling on one knee, and the moment the purple light flashed, his body trembled slightly, and his back stiffened suddenly, standing proudly like a mountain.