"I'll wait and endure it, it seems that the people of your Peng family are really looking for death!" A cold, as if it could freeze people's blood, sounded in Peng Tianlei's ears.

Peng Tianlei, who was murderous, couldn't help but shudder, and then saw a young man with a cold body walking towards him, and everywhere he passed, it seemed that even the temperature of the air had dropped by several degrees at once.

A bluffing young man walked out at random, naturally he couldn't frighten the murderous and domineering Peng Tianlei, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and a vicious wolf-like murderous intent shot out from the pupils shrunk to the size of a needle's eye;

"What if it is?" The person who excluded the crowd was Yun Wuyan, and secretly received Lu Suifeng's transmission command, just hit hard, this is not the time for a full-scale war with the Peng family.

"Die!" Peng Tianlei held a big black sword in both hands, and glared at Yun Wuya ten meters away; "This is an eight-grade sword weapon, called the "Black Tiger Killing Sword", the first time it is out of the sheath, it is bound to be sheathed by devouring blood, and you must be prepared to bleed and die as soon as you are out of the city, and today I will make an exception to remind you." ＂

"Really?" Yun Wuya pouted coldly, "The sword is a good sword. It's a pity that the person who uses the sword is cruel and full of violent killing aura, but he will be eaten by the sword qi and drink his own blood. ＂

"Hmph! whose blood is flowing, you will know after the battle. Peng Tianlei took a step forward, stood in the wind, his momentum changed, his whole body was straight and straight, as if a sharp sword that was choked out of the sheath pointed straight at the sky, his face was domineering and murderous, his eyes opened and closed, and the cold light was like electricity, falling on the opposite Yun Wuya, revealing Sisi's disdain and contempt. The intention is to take the lead and deter the heart, so that the other party is timid.

On the other hand, the clouds are endless, the whole body is as cold as the snow in winter, there is no sadness or joy in the expression, as if there are no waves in the ancient well, and there is no trace of emotional fluctuations. I don't know when there is an extra sword in his hand, the scabbard is particularly simple, and a few brushstrokes outline a star pattern, full of the atmosphere of Cangsang. The color is bright green, as deep and cold as its owner.

Peng Tianlei clearly felt an awe-inspiring and powerful aura rushing towards his face. Under the slight shock, it also inspired a strong war intent in the bottom of his heart. Moved half a step under his feet, and his hands tightened the black sword he clenched;

With a terrible roar, an inky black sword light carried the phantom of a black tiger, slashing into the air towards Yun Wuyan, who was ten meters away.

Yun Wuya's figure suddenly flew up and spun up, and in the air, a purple sword light slashed out diagonally, slashing the black sword light at the same time, his wrist turned dexterously, and suddenly turned into a slash, and a ray of purple light drew a beautiful arc and quickly cut towards Peng Tianlei's neck.

"What a move of purple light splitting!" Peng Tianlei sneered, although the sword block was not enough, but it was shocked but not chaotic, his left hand suddenly poked out, his middle finger and thumb interlocked, and a black energy instantly popped out, and his finger power was like a blade, intercepting the flying purple sword qi out of thin air.

Burst!

Although the finger strength was strong, he still underestimated the power of this purple mang's sword qi, and with a touch, the black finger strength qi paused slightly, and then shattered. The purple mang shot unstoppable, and continued to cut towards the opponent's neck.

Bite!

Fortunately, the black killing sword took advantage of this slow momentum and happened to return to the defense in place, which was able to block this killing blow.

Peng Tianlei's eyes revealed a look of horror, and Yun Wuya, who was in the air, was also slightly surprised; this could be stopped, which showed that the opponent's battle consciousness was extraordinarily keen. Despite this, he didn't give the other party any respite, and at the same time as his body suddenly fell, a purple sword light several zhang long slashed into the air like a shocking rainbow.

In the face of these several zhang purple sword light, Peng Tianlei did not choose to block, and there was no simple word "defense" in his murderous and domineering dictionary. His clothes swayed, his eyebrows suddenly stood upside down, and the ink-black Xuan Jin rushed up, focusing on the black tiger shocking sword in his hand, and resolutely faced the purple light sword that slashed in.

Bang!

One purple and one black, the two sword lights seemed to collide like two flying meteors, and a puff of energy flowed wildly in an earth-shattering sound, spreading and expanding like ripples of water, and the golden wolf guards who were watching the battle around were shocked by this sudden wild flow of energy.

The figures of the two people fighting on the ground disappeared at the same time, and when Peng Tianlei's figure appeared again, he was suspended in the air, holding the Black Tiger Shocking Sword with both hands, holding it high above his shoulders, and the mysterious power of his whole body penetrated into the sword body in an explosive manner.

Poof!

A round of black waning moon suddenly appeared, and a terrifying black sword wave suddenly took on the shape of a huge fan, radiating out in all directions, its momentum was like a thunderbolt and lightning, and the speed was beyond the visual visibility, making it impossible to prevent it at all.

The Black Tiger slashes against the sky!

Peng Tianlei's throat rolled out with a loud shout, and the black sword wave in the sky was accompanied by hundreds of tiger shadows howling wildly, attacking and killing the clouds standing in the void from all directions.

A long sword bounced out of its sheath, and a dazzling purple light tore through the clouds like the first rays of the morning and swept through the sky.

The air burst out with a series of sharp swords that cut gold and split iron, and the purple light of Mars splashed everywhere.

Lone Sword Shattered Star!In the layers of black tiger phantoms, a little cold purple star suddenly flashed, and it shot straight towards Peng Tianlei's eyebrows like lightning.

It seems to be just a little purple star, but it gives people a kind of chaotic artistic conception of space, Peng Tianlei suddenly felt that his vision was confused and distorted, and he only felt a cold sword aura rushing towards his face, but he didn't know where the fatal blow would stab, only to choose to retreat in horror, and his body rose at the same time, sweeping towards the void, which was worthy of avoiding the misfortune of a sword through the brain. In it, you can't feel the horror of the artistic conception of "Lone Sword and Broken Star".

Yun Wuya returned to the sword, a drop of blood slid down the tip of the sword to the ground, raised his eyes to look at Peng Tianlei who was shrouded in sword intent, and a hole was opened in the sleeve of his left shoulder arm, and there was a hidden red blood leaking out.

The two sides collided and clashed, each striking two swords, one of which returned in vain, with an extra sword mark on his shoulder and arm, and a look of surprise with a bit of anger. One stood in place, did not move half a step, his whole body was undamaged, and his face was calm and breezy.

Peng Tianlei's strongest sword momentum "Black Tiger Treading the Sky", relying on the radiation sword wave and the tiger shadow to kill, there is no fixed line trajectory to be found, pervasive, everywhere is full of killing machines, only the sacrificial body protection Xuan Force Qi cover to defend, in addition to this, it is impossible to compete with it, let alone fight back. In order to brew this blow, he was almost cut off by the other party.

This is the first battle in the real sense since Peng Tianlei was promoted to the Qiankun Realm, but as everyone knows, a photo of the face stained the sleeves with blood, which even inspired the murderous aura in his heart. Glancing at the clothes that had been cut by the sword qi on his shoulders and arms, although the flesh and skin were rolled and cracked, it did not hurt the muscles and bones, and it would not affect the next battle.

Peng Tianlei burst out with a roar from his mouth, his body did not move, his feet did not move, his fingers moved slightly, a sword ejected from the scabbard, and a trace of arc light flew out, thmph!

The waning moon-like sword light with the illusory shadow of the black tiger's roar suddenly trembled, and instantly differentiated into dozens of sword qi phantoms, as if attacking all vital parts of the body at the same time from various angles.

The strength of the Venerable of the Qiankun Realm is indeed not to be underestimated, just with this sword, it contains a powerful and amazing "sword momentum", and the "sword momentum" that is as fast as thunder is full of a chilling murderous aura, tearing and piercing everything.

Yun Wuya didn't expect the opponent's counterattack to be so fast, although he saw the flaw in the "sword momentum", he was empty-handed, because the opponent's sword speed was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to shoot the sword. And this sword seems to be pulled and connected by a strange force, so that the power and murderous aura of each sword shadow seem to be fused, forming a lore "sword momentum".

The moment Yun Wuya discovers the flaw, self-confidence can break it with one blow. It's a pity that his sword is still in the sheath, and he is not arrogant enough to resist with flesh and blood, so he can't break the opponent's "sword momentum", but he must quickly get out of this "sword momentum" that can split people's bodies in an instant.

In the urgency, Yun Wuya's figure was very unexpected, as if Fei'e was fighting a fire, crashing into the sword shadow full of murderous aura, in the eyes of others, it was not much different from suicide.

In fact, Yun Wuya's figure seemed to be rushing forward, but his real body was rapidly retreating to the side.

In an instant, like lightning and flint, the three remnant clones of the clouds were in the breath, and they were pierced by dozens of fierce sword lights from the other side, and they were shattered and disintegrated.

Peng Tianlei's unexpected and rapid counterattack was only intended to be tentative, and if the attack was successful, he would naturally like to hear it. It's a pity that the opponent's performance is too amazing and gorgeous, and he easily got out of the attack range of the sword unscathed, which made him very surprised.

"What a weird afterimage clone!" Peng Tianlei flicked the corners of his mouth coldly, and as he spoke, he stepped on the ground under his feet, and his figure suddenly leaped up in the air, holding the hilt of the sword, and his body rushed straight towards Yun Wuya like an arrow breaking through the air.

Yun Wuya has walked between life and death for many times, and he has tempered his tenacious nerves and will, and he can calmly face all sudden situations.

A fierce aura full of killing rushed to his face, as if riding the wind and waves, and cut the air left and right, doubling the speed of the rush, and in the blink of an eye, it swept less than three meters in front of Yun Wuya's body.

On the way, Peng Tianlei slashed out with a sword volley in his hand, drawing a black arc of light, as if it could cut through a mountain. A stunning sword, murderous and floating like a dream, a black light filled the world of heaven and earth in Yun Wuya's eyes, almost to the extreme, and the terrifying sword momentum was a meter away, squeezing the skin of the whole body faintly painful.