Defeating Tang Rong, Jiang Feng made the Huandaomen seem to see a glimmer of light in the endless darkness, as long as he crossed the gap of Xie Fei, the junior battle could end victoriously, even if Tang Wushuang was a sinister villain, but what he said was not enough to break his word in front of everyone.

After the blood sacrifice to the Sword Ancestor, Jiang Feng's strength has entered the realm of Yuan Generals, but after all, it belongs to an external force, Xie Fei made Jiang Feng and Huandaomen understand what a real strong man is, one move, just one move, Jiang Feng was blasted away by spitting blood.

Jiang Tiansheng's face was full of heartache, his fists clenched, leaving aside the identity of the door owner, he was Jiang Feng's father, who could be a father who could not be moved when he saw his son being severely injured? But his arm was tightly pulled by Chen Jingnan.

The current situation affects the whole body, if Jiang Tiansheng makes a move, it will be in the hands of Tang Wushuang, who can launch an encirclement and suppression without fear, because it is the rule that the ring knife door is broken first, and the name is justified.

Jiang Tiansheng's eyes were wet, and he had never felt so helpless as he did now.

Jiang Feng rubbed the ground and fell out of more than ten meters, but he finally thrust the big knife backwards violently, holding the handle of the knife with both hands and not letting his knees kneel.

Bending over, panting, staring at the still breezy figure in front of him, Jiang Feng's face was hard to see, and the heavy responsibility of the life and death of the Huandaomen now fell on his shoulders, which were not too broad, and it was obviously a little heavy.

"Hey, take your own humiliation, why bother!" Xie Fei said indifferently, defeating Jiang Feng made him feel no sense of accomplishment, it was as simple as crushing an ant to death.

The chest rose and fell violently, the bloodstained mouth inhaled the air, Jiang Feng's eyes gradually became blood-red, and the stubbornness in his bones made him unable to fall, and the burden of life and death of the ring knife gate not only did not crush him, but completely stimulated his blood.

A hideous sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, Jiang Feng's right foot kicked backwards violently, raising a cloud of dust and sand, and after a heart-rending explosion, he turned into a cheetah and rushed towards Xie Fei with an indifferent face again.

"The human knife is one, and the mad knife slashes the demon!"

Forcibly urging the breath of his whole body to the extreme, Jiang Feng spurted out a mouthful of black blood again, but not only did he not stop, but his speed became faster and faster, and he soared high when he was less than five meters away from Xie Fei.

When reaching the critical point of height, dazzling yellow beams of light burst out one after another into Jiang Feng's body, forming a golden light a moment later.

And in that great golden light, Jiang Feng's body turned into nothingness, and even the chain of big knives disappeared, and in the frightened eyes of everyone, there was only a giant mad knife that exuded unparalleled power, and the dazzling yellow color even compared to the sun.

The knife was sharpened, and the lonely soul and wild ghost fled with their tails, so that there was a faint sound of ghosts crying wolves in the wind under the blade. Bloody, tenacious, and brave fused with all the Yuan Force in the body, this blow can be called the strongest, there is no one, but, I am afraid it is also the last charge of Jiang Feng in this life.

The air was visibly split open and flew through the sides of the massive blades, everyone's necks were leaning back, the hurricane-like howl above their heads made their robes flutter and their long hair flutter on the ground, and some of the weaker ones even sank in their chests, and a stream of heat rushed to their throats.

Tang Wushuang's face was extremely solemn, Jiang Feng turned into a knife, even if he was replaced, he didn't dare to block it head-on, he was even a little glad that Tang Rong was defeated early, otherwise, if this knife went down, he Tang Wushuang would really be dead.

There was some distance from each other, but Jiang Tiansheng could still clearly feel his son's blood-red red eyes. Crazy knife to slay demons, isn't Jiang Feng also a demon at this time? There is a burden like Mount Tai on his body, and there is a bottomless abyss in front of him, Jiang Feng has been forced to turn into a demon in a desperate situation.

The green tendons on his fists were bulging, his iron-like body was trembling, and Jiang Tiansheng's heart was like a thousand knives, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

In the howl of the ghost crying wolf, the giant knife slashed down fiercely, Xie Fei's eyes finally flashed a seriousness, but it was only one, I saw his hands into claws, palms downward, rolling up the dust and dead leaves on the ground at the same time, condensing two dazzling yellow balls of light.

The ball of light gathered bigger and bigger, and slowly rose under Xie Fei's palms, and there seemed to be lightning and thunder in the dazzling yellow, and the irritable and powerful energy made people tremble.

Xie Fei's eyes were steep, his arms were slightly bent and then flicked away, and two yellow balls of light suddenly flew towards the sky in front of him, not flying fixedly but rolling and galloping, so that he left two long light marks in mid-air.

The ball of light galloping in the air like Hot Wheels successfully attracted the attention of the audience from the giant knife, and under this, everyone's expressions changed again, Tang Wushuang turned solemn into proud, and Jiang Tiansheng changed from heartache to solemnity.

"Boom!"

The thunderous noise shook the eardrums, but everyone didn't cover their ears for the first time, but closed their eyes tightly, and a dazzling white light burst out from mid-air, illuminating the entire Beizhen into a dazzling white.

When the strong light weakened everyone's eyes again, the giant knife had disappeared above their heads, and the two balls of light were also gone, leaving only an extremely distorted space, coupled with the aftermath of the collision that had not completely dissipated, making people feel as if they were in chaos.

The dry mouth and shaking throat were almost everyone's reactions, but what shocked them even more was that when they looked at the center of the field through the protective shields of their respective camps, Xie Fei, who was originally breezy and calm, had a blood stain on the corner of his mouth at some point, and under his scattered hair, his cold and arrogant face was also slightly pale.

With the power of a high-level Yuan Master, he injured a junior general, who was also a disciple of the Liuyun Sect, this battle could be blown for a lifetime, not only the Ring Sword Gate, but even the people of the Tang Sect were slightly respectful of Jiang Feng at this time. However, when they tried to find the boy who had successfully extracted his teeth from the tiger's mouth, they found him lying on the ground, ragged and motionless, and if it weren't for the fact that his chest was still slightly undulating, he really looked like a corpse.

The blade was curled, the handle was broken, and the chain of broadswords had turned into a pile of broken copper and iron, but it was close to the fallen young man, as if it was going to accompany its master on his last journey with his crippled body.

The process was shocking, but the ending did not change, and the reason why everyone was shocked was because the unshakable children of the Liuyun Sect in their hearts were actually injured by a small person like them.

Tang Wushuang was the first to recover from the shock, and the viciousness and smugness perfectly blended in his eyes. The purpose of his trip is only clear to him, and on the grounds of revenge for killing his son, taking the opportunity to swallow the Ring Knife Gate is the most important thing, and it is really more cold-blooded than a poisonous snake.

Tears were churning, Jiang Tiansheng stubbornly didn't let it fall, but his lips had been bitten out by his teeth with a row of blood marks, the meat doll that had been held in his arms since he was a child, but today he was fighting to the death for the survival of the sect, and his face was full of pride in addition to the pain in his heart.