Whew!

The Windchaser Tiger's eyes were red like lanterns, like a drop of blood.

The tail was broken, as were the hardest fangs.

Shame, it seems to have thought about how it would be ridiculed by its own people in the future.

The Wind Chasing Tiger went crazy, the spiritual power on the majestic body was monstrous, and the violent power swept in.

"You brute, I don't want to move my real character, you really think I'm afraid of you. ”

Jian Liuyun snorted coldly, swung his sword and jumped up.

"A sword cuts through the river. ”

Rumble!

The earth-shattering sword intent overflowed from Jian Liuyun's body, and the sword swung in his palm.

A sword was slashed out, and the wind whistled, as if breaking through the mist and going straight into the river.

"Four-grade spiritual skills. ”

Xi Feng's face was slightly stunned, this sword flowing cloud is really not simple, an outer disciple actually has a four-grade spiritual skill.

It must be known that there are not many four-grade spiritual skills in the Sword Cloud Sect, and there are no outer disciples at all.

"The power of this sword is not far behind my sword five. Xi Feng muttered softly.

The Wind Sword Technique is a sword technique that Xi Feng has figured out by himself, the power of the fourth style is enough to match the third-grade superior spiritual technique, and the fifth style can be compared to the fourth-grade inferior spiritual skill.

However, there are too many drawbacks to using the fifth type, and you have never been in actual combat with Xi Feng in battle.

It consumes too much spiritual power, and if this trick is used, the spiritual power in the spiritual veins is almost empty.

"If I can step into the Ninefold Qi Refining Stage, this disadvantage will be self-defeating. “

Rumble!!

A look of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the Wind Chasing Tiger, and the sword of Jian Liuyun made him feel a dangerous aura.

Subconsciously, the Wind Chasing Tiger didn't want to confront this sword head-on.

But the truth can't help it at all, Jian Liuyun snorted coldly, and this sword turned into dozens of sword shadows to cover the sky.

Puff puff puff!!

The Wind Chasing Tiger had nowhere to hide, and was immediately furious.

One after another, sword shadows stood on the body of the Wind Chasing Tiger, and in an instant, the dust was filled.

Whew!

The miserable cry of the wind-chasing tiger could be heard in the dust.

Jian Liuyun's face was a little pale, and it was obvious that this sword was also a lot of consumption for him.

Whew!!

Jian Liuyun thought that his sword was enough to kill the Wind Chasing Tiger, but the dust had already dispersed, and a monstrous roar resounded through the mountains and forests.

The dust dissipated, and I saw that on the body of the wind-chasing tiger beast, the sword was full of scars, the blood was permeated, and the white bones were faintly visible from the broken flesh.

Apparently hit hard.

"It's all like this, and I'm not dead. “

Jian Liuyun's gaze changed slightly, he did underestimate this Wind Chasing Tiger a little, this was definitely a Wind Chasing Tiger that almost stepped into the Imperial Spirit Stage.

"Is this the only way I can do it?"

Jian Liuyun shook his head, and the corners of his mouth flashed with helplessness.

Slashing rivers with a sword is not his strongest move.

"Leave it to me!"

At this time, Xi Feng's voice came from behind Jian Liuyun.

Jian Liuyun glanced at Xi Feng inadvertently, and then his complexion changed instantly!

"You're fully recovered?"

The broken sternum in Xi Feng's chest was determined by the celestial body to operate on its own, and the flesh and blood had already stammered.

Although the injuries in his body are still early to heal, from the outside, this guy has fully recovered.

Only looked at Jian Liuyun dumbfounded.

"It's still a long way from full recovery. ”

Xi Feng said abruptly.

"Huh!"

Jian Liuyun was a little speechless, how long has it been since this kind of injury has been good?

Demons!

Could it be that he has some special trait?

Jian Liuyun muttered to himself: "If he really has some special physique, then it is no wonder that the spirit veins detected by the Sword Cloud Sect for him are only one grade, and the Spirit Measuring Tablet of the Sword Cloud Sect cannot detect a special physique at all." ”

Jian Liuyun was shocked in his heart, this son may be the real demon.

"It's up to you. ”

Jian Liuyun looked at Xi Feng Dao.

Unleashed a sword to slash the river, the spiritual power consumed in his body was seventy-seven-eighty-eight, if Xi Feng didn't have any way, then he could only forcibly use that move to kill the Wind Chasing Tiger.

It's just that there are too many scruples to use that trick.

However, Jian Liuyun had a feeling that the guy in front of him might surprise him.

Xi Feng didn't say much, and his eyes were full of murder.

Although the Wind Chasing Tiger had suffered heavy losses, it had not lost its combat ability, and a spirit beast at the peak of the Ninefold Qi Refining Stage was still very terrifying, even if it had already been injured.

It was also far from something that a human kid of the Eightfold Qi Refining Rank could deal with.

The Wind Chasing Tiger's light gaze was fixed on Xi Feng's body, although Xi Feng was a little difficult, but it did not make the Wind Chasing Tiger really afraid.

It really can't think of any tricks this kid can play.

In the eyes of the Wind Chaser, these hateful humans are no doubt with the dead.

The human person who can make himself dangerous is now depleted of spiritual power, and there is nothing to fear.

"Wind Sword Technique Fifth Style, Sword Five!"

Xi Feng shouted, and the long sword swept away. 、

His eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, this style he had never used since he had successfully cultivated, but he knew very well that this style was enough to be compared to the four-rank spiritual technique.

If it was when the Wind Chasing Tiger was in its heyday, Xi Feng would not believe that he would be able to kill the Wind Chasing Tiger with this fifth form, but the premise was that it had been seriously injured by Jian Liuyun.

Why don't you dare.

Rumble!!

The sword momentum is complete, the surrounding wind is blowing, and the spiritual power is gathering.

"This spiritual skill is not weaker than my sword slashing rivers. ”

Jian Liuyun was stunned: "Why do I always feel that this kid's spiritual skill is faintly similar to the Wind Turbidity Sword Technique? But it's not the Wind Turbidity Sword Technique, why exactly?"

Jian Liuyun was puzzled, but then his body shook, and a monstrous wave appeared in his heart: "I have long heard that his kendo talent is rare in a hundred years, could it be that this spiritual skill was created by him according to the wind turbidity sword technique?"

This thought was out of control in Jian Liuyun's heart.

If this is true......

Feel the breath of Xi Feng's sword.

The blood-stained eyes of the Wind Chasing Tiger suddenly burst out, his huge body shook, and a dangerous aura enveloped his whole body.

It had to admit that it underestimated this human brat.

"Woooooooo

It's a matter of life and death, and the wind chasing tiger kept shaking his head and moaning in a low voice, as if he was talking about peace.

If he was in his heyday, he would naturally not be afraid, but he had already suffered a heavy blow, and he obviously felt that Xi Feng's move was enough to threaten his life.

"Begging for mercy?"

The corner of Xi Feng's mouth sneered, Lao Tzu just inadvertently intruded on your territory, and he didn't dig your ancestral grave. You chased me all the way, and now you want to beg for mercy, why did you go earlier?

"Whoever kills, man will always kill him. If you will kill me, I will kill you. Even if you're a spirit animal. ”

Xi Feng's eyes were full of fighting intent, and he shouted loudly: "The fifth style of the Wind Sword Technique, slash me!"

Rumble!

"Whew!"

The eyes of the chasing tiger are torn apart.

Poof!!

The wind was blowing, and a shocking sword shadow came to the sky.

With a click, the Wind Chasing Tiger's body gradually cracked, and the sword went straight into the heart, destroying the withering and decaying.

The lantern-like eyes of the Wind Chasing Tiger were instantly sluggish, and with a bang, they fell to the ground. 、

"Finally dead.

For a moment, Xi Feng's face was frosty white, and he half-knelt on the ground.

This sword had almost exhausted all the spiritual power in his body.