However, Qingfeng is not an ordinary person, to be precise, not even a human. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info is a phoenix, and it is a phoenix born with wind attributes. Therefore, everything that is impossible for people is as easy as drinking water for this phoenix. For her in the air, there is nothing she can't do, only what she can't imagine.

Qingfeng's upside-down body was incredible, and it turned around in an instant, and the flame flying phoenix spear in his hand trembled, and two streamers also shot out from the tip of the gun, one green and one red, which also represented two different attributes;

Four streamers of different colors exude a brilliant brilliance that shines through the air, facing each other's targets from different directions.

Puff puff!

The green wood attribute streamer and the red blood and fire attribute streamer collided with each other, and a series of crackling explosions burst out in the air, instantly presenting a shocking scene of burning trees, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited, the temperature rose by dozens of degrees, and the hall was filled with a blazing and scorching high temperature atmosphere.

In the middle of breathing, the green wood attribute streamer turned into a wisp of green smoke, which drifted away in all directions, without a shadow and invisible. At the same time, the blue and blue streamers are intertwined and entangled, competing with each other, once again unfolding a spectacular picture of the wind and blue waves.

"Is this possible?" the old man in the red robe saw that the wind was howling and angry, and the blue waves were falling apart and splashing, pouring like rain, and the mist was diffuse and evaporated, and the smoke and clouds disappeared without a trace. Shocked that his eyeballs almost didn't protrude from his eye sockets, he was full of confidence in the secret method of the killing technique, the water and the sky were split, since his debut, no one had ever been able to retreat with his whole body, and everyone who saw this secret method killing technique was quietly buried in the soil.

Unexpectedly, this little girl would crush her own water-light splitting sky nirvana in a breath, and at this moment, he had only one next thought, that is, to defend with all his might.

When the old man in the red robe moved, the momentum of the whole person changed, and it looked as if he had condensed and incarnated into a peak, which made people give birth to an impeccable and unshakable momentum. Every step is as thick as a mountain, steady as a rock, and what makes it different is that this peak is not only majestic, but also seems to contain a kind of awe-inspiring and sharp sky-breaking edge.

Qingfeng squinted slightly, and in his condensed line of sight, he found that in the peaks of this majestic bank, the trees were towering, like spears and swords, and there were blue streamers in between.

In the blink of an eye, the blue streamer seemed to turn into a surging torrent, and everywhere it passed, it seemed to be able to sweep, tear, and devour everything, unstoppable. This defensive array can be described as both offensive and defensive, impregnable and impeccable.

Looking at the posture posed by the old man in the red robe, his feet are not eight, and he looks as immobile as a mountain and as solid as a rock. The momentum of the whole person is as strong and heavy as a mountain boulder, as if it is integrated with the ground under your feet, and there is an inseparable sense of majesty and heaviness, which is as solid and straight as a mountain, giving people a sense of immobility and solidity.

In fact, this is not the case, in Qingfeng's eyes, what he sees is more than these; a towering peak, in which there is a hidden three-colored light surrounding the bloom, with a unique sharp edge, which can be described as both virtual and real, both offensive and defensive, quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, making people sniff a very dangerous signal.

This is a defensive counterattack formation composed of three attributes, this formation contains three kinds of potential, there are loess such as the mountain thick solid, there is wood such as the sharpness of the sword forest, there is the torrent of water hidden but not born, once the rush and crushing, it is bound to be domineering and sharp coexist. The three attribute potentials are integrated into one. It seems to have condensed into a solid but endlessly sharp sword mountain.

The formation posed by the red-robed old man does contain three postures, some are thick and strong like a mountain, some are as flexible as water, and there are endless edges that are shocking.

When the red-robed old man raised his eyes to look at the other party again, he suddenly found that the momentum of this little girl had also changed at this time, and the whole figure became a little floating and illusory.

But this suspicious hallucination made the old man in the red robe feel frightened, and he had a strong sense of crisis in his heart, his expression was solemn, revealing a dignified face, the pupils in his eyes contracted and gathered into a line, and the momentum as thick as a mountain was gradually rising, and his eyes became more and more aggressive, condensed like a sword, revealing the blue light of his heart.

Far away from each other, the eyes of both sides burst out as if they were substantial, and in the air, a beam of blue light collided with a beam of green light condensed by the wind, and a bright brilliance burst out, so gorgeous that it made people shudder and suffocate.

The confrontation in each other's eyes was almost indistinguishable, but it opened a scene of indestructible attacks and immovable defenses.

The Flame Flying Phoenix Spear in Qing Feng's hand was trembling violently, wisps of blood-colored streamers surrounded, and the spiral flames on the end of the spear were spitting out and becoming more and more intense. Suddenly took a step, instantly crossed the space of ten meters, and a blood-colored streamer was like a fire snake rushing, and it was fleeting.

Qingfeng's shot was as fast as a meteor and lightning, but it was resisted by the domineering momentum of the opponent's thick and sharp coexistence, as if a sword was slashed on top of gold and iron, and it was difficult to shake it in the slightest.

Next, there was an unexpected scene, the spiral flames spewed out from the end of the gun suddenly exploded, and fireballs splashed in the air, as if they ignited thousands of trees between the peaks and mountains.

This little girl really thought of a way to crack it, but what the other party could think of, how could the old man in the red robe not think of it, so he naturally prepared a way to deal with it. In the middle of the thought, those hidden blue streamers spewed out from the peaks and mountains visible to the naked eye, and rolled down like a heavenly river bursting its embankment.

The flames of the skyrocketing flames only breathed in a breath, and then the fire disappeared without suspense under the blue torrent.

What's even more terrifying is that the red-robed old man is not simply defensive, and the scattered water instantly converges into a blue dragon, which swept straight towards Qingfeng's domineering and extremely domineering swept away.

A shot was shot, but it suddenly set off a thunderous roar, as if it was a shock from the sky, and instantly tore the rushing blue dragon into pieces and burst, and the water droplets flashed and jumped in the air.

Qingfeng had to admit that the defense of this red-robed old man was indeed top-notch, and the speed of her counterattack was even sharper, which meant that every time she attacked, she might encounter the strongest counterattack.

The feeling of the old man in the red robe was also extremely shocking, and he was shocked into a cold sweat by this little girl's seemingly random shot. I didn't dare to be careless anymore, the momentum on my body couldn't help but climb again, the breath of my body was more intense and condensed, and the immovable momentum of the mountain gradually condensed, and the whole person stood like a mountain through the ages.

Qingfeng moved again, took a step forward again, and the same shot stabbed out, but this shot was not as domineering and wild as before, and the flames erupted. A shot was handed out, very vague, as light as the wind, as leisurely as a cloud, it looked fluttering and weak, but it was enough to make people's hearts beat faster, and subconsciously perceived a danger signal.

Although the red-robed old man had great confidence in his own defense, looking at the vain and trembling spear, he felt a chill in his heart, and he was a little creepy.

If the old man in the red robe is like a sphere full of qi at this moment, if he uses brute force to slash wildly, he will inevitably encounter a rebound from a powerful qi engine.

However, Qingfeng's sword at this time seemed to be a very sharp needle...... Slowly, tremblingly, it plunged into the thick mountain-like defensive cover. A silent offensive and defensive battle unfolded in an instant, and the thrilling blocking and attacking were more thrilling than the fighting of swords and swords in the sky.

Qingfeng's body did not unfold any powerful momentum, and the hand holding the gun was very stable, slowly advancing forward. The face is beautiful and lovely, and the clouds are light and breezy, where it seems to be a thrilling fight between life and death.

As everyone knows, the entire peak suddenly emitted a sharp tremor and shock, causing Qingfeng's spear blade to constantly shake and shift, making it difficult to continue in the same part, and it was even rebounded back by the force of this shock, and a beam of blue streamer burst out from between the peaks, and the edge was endless. People have to give up the attack, and immediately draw the gun back to defense.

However, no matter how strong the defense is, it will eventually be lost. I didn't see that the face of the red-robed old man at this time began to be covered with beads of sweat, and the green tendons protruded, if the breath did not return, I saw that Qingfeng's narrow sword blade once again resisted the concussive peak.

The red-robed old man under the rage condensed the Xuanyuan power of his whole body on the big sword that shone with blue light, and the sword body seemed to resist the other party like a blue shield and continued to pierce inward into the narrow edge.

Time passed in the confrontation between the advance and retreat, and the red-robed old man gradually felt a stream of fiery latent energy, which continued to pour into his arm along the sword body of the blue sword, making people feel a burning feeling of being burned, and he felt very uncomfortable.

The red-robed old man was shocked, his heart froze, the muscles of his arms suddenly expanded, and the powerful concussive force suddenly surged violently towards Qingfeng's spear edge.

This moment of silent counterattack caused Qingfeng's figure to leave the ground at once, and the person drew an arc in mid-air;

Qingfeng's shot was like a meteorite falling to the earth, that kind of majestic and domineering momentum, wanting to shatter the void and shatter the mountains and rivers.

The flames of the spear burst out, the blue light of the sword blade bloomed, and the moment of collision, there was a loud explosion. Waves of ripples expanded, not only weakening the power of Qingfeng's meteor-like blow, but also unbelievably forming a sharp counterattack.