A punch out, where the sharp and uncast fist force passed, the fallen leaves rolled wildly, and a long deep pit was ploughed out on the ground, which extended to Lu Sui's feet, and then it stopped abruptly, and the sight made the scalp tingle for a while.

Lu Suifeng's pupils shrank slightly, and the sword intent on his body became even more intense, as if he saw his whole body condensed into a peerless sword with endless edges.

Slash! Vertical finger as a sword, a cold drink, the mind moved slightly, and the seemingly empty sword intent instantly condensed into a shocking sword light like a substance, and the terrifying edge slashed at the domineering fist power of the mountain.

Bang!

Under the terrible force of the impact, the air exploded violently, and the naked eye visibly formed a shining ripple ripple, spreading out in all directions, and lifting a layer of fallen leaves around it. The storm of air currents generated by the impact of the fist strength sword qi was terrifyingly large, and people would definitely be torn apart in it.

This collision was nothing more than a tentative encounter, not the strongest attack on both sides, and the real battle had just begun.

"Whether you can defuse this punch quietly is indeed arrogant. It's just that this is just a tentative punch, and the next punch, the old man will let you understand why the flowers are so red?"

"Commander Lu is really hiding deeply! At this point in the battle, I haven't seen him launch a real attack. Ling Fengwu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, said in amazement, "One person can fight two high-level powerhouses who break through the void alone, and he can still be so calm and relaxed, and it seems that he is still at ease. ＂

"Hehe! If he strikes, it means that the battle is over. Nalan Feiyue then remembered that she had seen him make a move on the river beach of the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm, but she didn't remember it until now, and it was only because of his clear and elegant appearance, which was really difficult to associate with the strength of a martial artist.

Lu Suifeng suppressed the black-robed old man with the sword momentum of "Purple Qi from the East", and calmly faced the arrogant attack of the mad old man, still showing a calm and clear appearance, which made Yun Fei, who was watching the battle, frown more and more, and then faintly realized why his father Yun Miao insisted on seeing this little-known commander.

If it was just an identity that had not yet been confirmed, Yun Piaomiao, who was the overlord, would not have been invited by Corporal Lixian like this, and he must have discovered some unknown mystery in him.

The fist condensed by the frenzied old man was extremely strong, and it merged into a domineering and powerful artistic conception. Almost instantly, a fist 04 that split the mountain and broke the flow tore through the space in front of him......

A punch was struck, and the land swept away with the wind like a galloping horse.

A sword came from the west! Pointing to the sword, the pupils in Lu Suifeng's eyes were almost filled with the shining cyan sword qi, and instantly turned into a shocking lightning, with a slight ethereal meaning in the swiftness, and he vaguely met the rushing mountain fist.

Boom!

The ethereal sword qi and the mighty fist collided together on the way, the ground trembled, the air fluctuated violently like boiling water, and the violent energy radiated in all directions.

In the face of the frenzied old man's mighty and domineering fist that perfectly combined into one, Lu Suifeng's sword qi implied the artistic conception of ethereal shock, and with the momentum of four or two thousand catties, it decomposed this earth-shattering fist exquisitely.

As everyone knows, this anti-shock energy flowed wildly, which actually made Lu Suifeng's figure shake slightly, and the sword momentum in his hand was also stagnant, and the black-robed old man who had been suppressed was also at this moment, and at this moment, he got rid of the shroud of the terrifying sword momentum, and flew out with a "whoosh".

The frenzied old man was also hit by the shocking air current, and he stepped back more than ten steps in a row before he stabilized his body.

The black-robed old man, who had escaped the suppression, slashed his sword across his chest and exhaled heavily, as if he had just returned to the ground from the abyss of terror, with a frightened palpitation on his face.

"Hehe, next, you kid must be ready to be wounded and abused. ＂

Two black-robed old men, one on the left and one on the right, locked on Lu Suifeng with a gun and a sword, and the air was filled with a steaming murderous aura, which made people feel tightness in their chests and almost suffocated.

"Yes, it's not surprising to defeat two ants, and there's no face to be proud of. Lu returned to the sheath with the wind, ignoring the momentum suppression of the two old men at all, and his body faintly exuded a kind of aura of dominating the world, and the sword intent on his body was condensed but not dispersed, but it appeared even more cold and cold, making the surrounding air tremble and distort slightly.

Sou!

The frenzied old man was the first to move angrily, and a figure drew a faint dotted line under the oblique light of the remnant sun, and his body moved as fast as a ghost, and he wanted to get close to Lu Suifeng's body in an instant, as if he wanted to give a fatal blow that caught him off guard.

This crazy old man's fist is domineering and shocking, and even the speed of his body method is also first-class, which is really unexpected. It's a pity that the speed of the body is Lu Suifeng's strength and advantage, and this move is suspected of being an axe.

Clear water streamer!

At the same time, the figure of another black-robed old man also suddenly stepped forward, accompanied by a tiger roar: a wavy blue sword light pierced the sky in front of him, suddenly showing a scene of water and sky, leaving only a ray of blue light.

At the same time, one of the arms of the mad old man tore through the clouds again, peeking out from the depths of the sky, and the vast tyrant's fist struck out, smashing down like a meteorite.

The two old men attacked at the same time very tacitly, one attacking strangely and tricky, and the other domineering and fierce. The joint attack of the two high-level powerhouses of the Void Breaking Realm, with the same cultivation, almost did not even have a chance to dodge and hide, and if they chose to fight, they were even more afraid that they would not die fast enough.

There was really no one in the city who knew Lu Suifeng's strength and cultivation, especially Nalan Feiyue and Ling Fengwu, who were even more nervous to sweat for them, only Ziyan's warm and jade-like face always had a faint smile that seemed to be nothing.

The corners of Yun Feiyang's cold and arrogant mouth twitched slightly, and then froze; "How is this possible...... ＂

Lu Suifeng did not choose to dodge and hide, nor did he fight back, but when he felt that the wind was blowing, his figure instantly drifted away, and suddenly disappeared like a wisp of light smoke.

Seeing this, the two old men couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts at the same time, but they didn't expect the speed of the other party's body to be unbelievable, and the whole person seemed to merge with the air, and even the breath on his body disappeared without a trace.

The two old men paused slightly, and a brilliant brilliance rushed from the depths of the clouds like lightning and thunder;

A strange scene happened, a beam of golden light cut into the meteorite-like domineering fist, the sword momentum, the fist collided, unexpectedly, there was no earth-shattering bang, but a weird "click" sound, the meteorite fist that had not yet formed suddenly cracked, then collapsed, and instantly turned into invisible.

And the remnants of the sword qi in the golden light flew out, just across the left shoulder and arm of the frenzied old man, and with a muffled snort, a wisp of blood splashed, and the pain flew back.

The "blue water streamer" emitted by another black-robed old man firmly locked on the target of the attack, and a sword slashed out, and the wavy sword qi seemed to cross the opponent's chest and abdomen as he wished, but his expression was not a little joyful, but revealed a sense of surprise.

Where Jian Feng passed, there was no sense of strength at all, as if the hole was piercing a cloud of void air, and he soon realized that it was just a phantom of the other party.

The other party's figure was obviously locked by his own sword momentum, and he could even conjure up an afterimage, where did the real body go?

Sure enough, a dazzling golden light suddenly exploded in the sword momentum of the "Blue Water Streamer", instantly turning into thousands of Venus flashes, each of which was filled with a murderous aura, and everywhere it went, the space was distorted, and the "Blue Water Streamer" sword momentum collapsed.

The black-robed old man's heart was shocked, his vest was already soaked, "Damn!" Seeing that his strongest killing skill "Blue Water Streamer" was broken by the other party again, his anger suddenly rose, and he quickly gathered the mysterious power of the collapsed water, instantly condensed like a blade, and when the opponent's sword momentum was not collected, a blue light sword ray, like thunder, slashed towards Lu Suifeng and slashed obliquely.

With fast against fast, without any tricks, the old man in the black robe intends to rely on his hundred years of strength to suppress the other party strongly......

As everyone knows, every time he hits, the old man in the black robe feels a strong backlash, and wisps of soft energy continue to pass through the sword body from the palm and arm, and a tingling sensation makes his hand holding the sword tremble, and the long sword in his hand almost comes out of his hand.

The moment the two swords collided, the wrist of the black-robed old man trembled, and dozens of blue light sword rays were stabbed out in an instant, and they were drunk in one go, like a rolling tide, one sword after another, and the move did not leave the opponent's point of death, endless edge, strangulation, tearing everything.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Lu Suifeng's figure was torn apart and shattered in an instant under the attack of the opponent's fierce and unforged sword momentum.

It was only at this time that the face of the black-robed old man finally revealed a happy smile, because this time he felt that his hand was really strangling the real thing, and the resistance of the piercing and the heavy strangulation were all proving the authenticity of all this.

In the sound of the audience gasping for air, the result soon emerged, and Lu Suifeng's figure was unscathed again.

Lu Suifeng entered the level of the "Life and Death Realm" sage, and the illusioned afterimage was both virtual and real, both virtual and real, and as far as the meaning goes, each afterimage is the same as the real body, and it can also launch a sharp attack, to the point of death.

The battle between the strong, the battle of wit, the courage, the fight for strength, the situation is changing rapidly, and a small misjudgment may be splashed with blood and killed. What's more, this black-robed old man misjudged again and again, which was enough for him to die a few times.

Just when the black-robed old man was slightly frightened, a flash of lightning sword light left a golden line of light in the air, and instantly cut into the stacked blue light sword shadows......