Without taking a few breaths, Leng Jian looked at the two fangs of the green poisonous snake, which were materials for refining pills and poisons, which could be exchanged for a lot of spars.

"Hedrons, will you have them soon? Leng Jian snorted slightly, ready to take the two fangs.

"Haha, it's another green poisonous snake, get these two teeth, and go back to the sect to exchange for the spar of martial arts, it's enough!" At this time, a voice sounded.

I saw a young man with a spear in his hand rushing over.

The young man could naturally see Leng Jian, but he didn't care at all, and he only had the two fangs of the green poisonous snake in his eyes.

For the martial artists of the Half Pulse Realm and the Pulse Realm, the two fangs of the Green Poisonous Snake are considered rare treasures, because they can be exchanged for at least five hundred crystals.

"Hey, no, you're Leng Jian!" But when the young man got closer to Leng Jian, he recognized Leng Jian and said with a surprised expression.

Leng Jian's gaze also passed, but he really didn't have any impression of the young man.

"Haha~haha!" And the next moment, the young man laughed, "Leng Jian! Leng Jian! How can you be here? Can't stand those people under Senior Brother Kang Jing making trouble for you and hiding here?"

Slowly, the young man also walked towards the cold sword, with bad intentions.

"Those, you don't need to care, who are you? are also from the Hundred Flame Gate?" Leng Jian said coldly.

"That's right, you're a genius, how can you remember me. The young man sneered, "But I always remember that a year ago, my right arm was broken by you!"

"This hatred, I always remember, I thought there was no hope, but who would have thought that you had awakened the cursed sword soul this day, and the sky has eyes!"

"However, your realm is still there, and I still don't dare to do it in the Hundred Flames Gate, so I will come out to experience it first, and then look for you after a period of time when your realm is swallowed up. ”

"I didn't expect to meet in this Bone Fire Mountain Range. ”

"You say, are you destined to die at my hands?"

Listening to this person's words, Leng Jian also thought about it carefully, and thought of who this person was.

Lin Feng is also a disciple of the Hundred Flame Gate, a year ago, he happened to pass through a village during his training, and Lin Feng also happened to be there, this guy bullied people and forced ordinary women.

Naturally, Leng Jian wouldn't let it go, breaking one of this guy's arms.

If it weren't for the sake of being a fellow disciple of the Hundred Fire Sect, Leng Jian would have hit harder at that time.

"It turned out to be you, Lin Feng, what's the matter, did you forget the pain of the scar?" Leng Jian asked coldly.

"Leng Jian, you don't need to pretend to be here with me, I left the Hundred Fire Gate two months ago, at that time, your realm had been devoured and descended to the First Pulse Realm, and now, it is estimated that it is only the appearance of the fifth or sixth layer of the physical body. Lin Feng sneered.

"Anyway, now on you, I can't feel the smell of the pulse at all. ”

"You can kill this green poisonous snake, I'm afraid it's because this green poisonous snake is seriously injured!"

As he spoke, Lin Feng let go of the burden behind him, his speed suddenly increased, and a spear stabbed directly towards Leng Jian, approaching Leng Jian's vital point.

The sword in his hand swirled, and the cold sword easily resisted this shot, and reversed it hard, but the force of the shock made Lin Feng fall backwards.

The moment he stabilized his figure, Lin Feng couldn't believe it.

"How is that possible?" Lin Feng looked surprised and said heavily.

"Even if my realm regresses, what I awaken is a cursed sword soul, and killing you is like slaughtering a pig and a dog!" Leng Jian said coldly, his fingers slashing across the sword, making the long sword even more chilling.

However, at this time, Leng Jian was extremely serious in his heart.

Because of the touch just now, he knew that this Lin Feng was already a half-pulse realm.

Moreover, he definitely didn't go all out, and he was shocked back by his own sword.

"Nine layers of flesh, what are you arrogant, do you really think you are still the cold sword you used to be?" Reacting from the shock, Lin Feng said with murderous intent.

Leng Jian is now the ninth layer of the flesh, and he is indeed shocked, because in history, those who have cursed sword souls, no matter how high the realm is before awakening the sword soul, after three or four months, they will definitely become an ordinary person.

But it is also shocking, now that he is already in the half-pulse realm, how can he be afraid of a waste with a nine-layer body.

"Shoot you!"

Airplanes!

The next moment, a faint vein of qi surged from Lin Feng's body, and a spear shadow directly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which was his martial soul, the black spear soul, which had no spirit-level textures, and was at the ordinary level.

"Eagle Lance Nine Style—Fifth Style!"

roared out, as if a man and a gun were one, piercing fiercely towards the cold sword, invisibly, more like a black eagle that preyed on and flew down.

Eagle spear nine styles, human rank and low-grade martial arts, pay attention to the strong impact of the eagle's fierce beast predation.

What Leng Jian had cultivated before was this Eagle Spear Nine Style, and he knew it.

And naturally, Leng Jian also knew the weakness of this Eagle Spear Nine Style.

"It's really ridiculous, using the Eagle Spear Nine Styles in front of me, and looking at you like this, you are only cultivating to the Fifth Form, it's really a waste of this martial art. Leng Jian disdained.

Between the words, the sword soul instantly appeared, and the sword in his hand resonated, and he immediately gathered his strength.

"Maybe I, Lin Feng, have indeed ruined this martial art, but no matter what, it will crush your ordinary-level cursed sword soul. Lin Feng said coldly, and the power on the gun increased again.

He remembered the hatred of the broken arm deeply, you know, he has recovered for more than half a year, and because of that more than half a year, his realm has dropped a lot.

And if it weren't for the fact that he had just broken through the seventh layer of his body before, he would have been eliminated by the Hundred Flame Gate.

"The third sword!"

The sword flashed, and the cold sword also came out.

The next moment, the two of them were running, the sword and the gun were colliding, the power of the martial arts was also confronting, and the sword shadow and the gun shadow were continuous.

Suddenly, the sword was even more powerful, and the spear flew away.

"I can't help myself!" Leng Jian snorted coldly, and his speed was faster, slashing towards Lin Feng's neck.

But after all, Lin Feng was in the half-pulse realm, and his body instantly leaned back, dodging this fatal blow. However, a large cut was made in his chest, blood was spilled, and he flew upside down.

"Impossible, you are only a ninth-layer physical body, and you are a cursed sword soul, and you are even more ordinary-level, how can you cross the border and challenge?" At this moment, Lin Feng was frightened, looked at Leng Jian and said heavily.

And the cross-border challenge, not to mention talent and bloodline, is just a martial soul, at least at the five spirit level.

Cold Sword defeated him, isn't it just a cross-border challenge.

"Haven't you heard of breaking and then standing up, tell you, my cold sword will not die under the devouring and counter-devouring of this cursed sword soul, but will move forward, and you are the first person I killed with this power. "Cold Kendo.

The shadow of the sword soul completely solidified in the center of the eyebrows, and the power of the curse began to spread to the arm and sword.

Of course, there was already a curse power on the sword, but at this time, it was only more intense.

"Isn't it terrible, my cursed sword soul!" Leng Jian grinned and swung his sword down again.