Fifty rounds later, Tie Bei dragged the copper hammer and fled, because his copper hammer was too short to reach Ren Chaodong, so he could only be beaten passively, and this one couldn't fight!

"Haha, what Huwei Mountain, I think it should be renamed Mao'er Mountain, Rat Mountain!" Ren Chaodong showed off his might, angrily bullfighting, and teased the Huwei Gang to his heart's content.

"It's just a praying mantis, what's there to show off, let me kill you!" rushed out from the opposite camp, named Chenfei, ranked third among the Dharma protectors, with a seventh-level high-level realm, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, shining in the cold light under the scorching sun.

"Come on, grandson!, grandpa will answer your needs and help you with them!" Ren Chaodong shouted arrogantly.

"You are looking for death!" Chen Fei was so angry that he shouted, he was a protector of the Dharma, and he had always been respected, but he was called a grandson by Ren Chaodong, could he not be annoyed, I saw him leap forward, wave a three-pointed two-edged knife in mid-air, and slash straight towards the top of Ren Chaodong's head, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, with more than 10,000 catties of strength.

"How can you have such a bad attitude towards grandpa, it's really unfilial to your grandson, grandpa promises not to beat you to death!" Ren Chaodong scolded, with the power of two victories, he naturally would not retreat, waved his bronze stick, and obliquely met the three-pointed two-edged knife that slashed from mid-air.

"Click~"

The blade collided with the bronze stick, making a loud noise, splitting the bronze stick into a small section, leaving only one meter and eight meters long.

"Why is this stick so useless?" Ren Chaodong was frightened, and in addition to being frightened, his wrist flicked, and he took advantage of the inertia of the stick to sweep towards the bottom of the dust.

"This stick is your fate!" Chen Fei said with a cruel smile, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, slashing down again, towards the swept bronze stick, with a force of more than 10,000 catties!

"Click~" A crisp sound echoed, and another piece of stick fell, and the stick in Ren Chaodong's hand was only about one meter left.

"What kind of knife are you!" Ren Chaodong shouted, and threw the half-stick in his hand at Chenfei in the retreat, his eyes staring at the three-pointed two-edged knife, his heart was hot, and he wanted to take this knife and use it as his own weapon.

"Kill your knife!" Chen Fei smiled happily, quickly wielding the three-pointed two-edged knife, slashing vertically and horizontally, splitting the oncoming half of the copper stick into dozens of small pieces, flying in the air.

"This knife is mine!" Ren Chaodong took a long step and once again unleashed the method of grabbing the white blade with his bare hands, but the dust was too much stronger than the copper camel, so that Ren Chaodong had no chance to grasp the handle of the knife at all.

"Click~"

Ren Chaodong made a mistake, and was slashed by the three-pointed two-edged knife on the arm of the giant armor, and was almost broken.

Fortunately, Ren Chaodong's hand is not so long, and it only reaches the elbow position inside the giant armor, otherwise this time, it will definitely break the muscles and bones!

"Who said that the giant armor is indestructible?" Ren Chaodong was so frightened that his face hidden in the giant armor turned pale, and he hurriedly dodged and retreated.

"Where to go!" Chen Fei's figure spread, and he caught up with him in the back, raising a three-pointed two-edged knife, trying to split Ren Chaodong's waist in half. What giant armor, what is indestructible, under his extremely sharp divine sword, it is not enough to see.

Witnessing Ren Chaodong's giant armor being split by a three-pointed two-edged knife, Yang Ren understood that this knife was definitely a divine knife comparable to the Cold Light Sword. When he was still a first-level superman, he used the cold light sword to cut a crack in Lu Sihan's giant armor. Now, the dust on the opposite side must be a superman above level seven, with ten thousand catties of strength, with ten thousand catties of strength, wielding the magic knife of cutting gold and breaking jade, in the face of such a combination, what else is indestructible?

At the last moment, Yang Ren jumped forward and swung the cold light sword, blocking the three-pointed two-edged knife that slashed down from mid-air.

"When~" The swords collided, making an earth-shattering loud noise, Yang Ren was shocked by the huge anti-shock force, and flew backwards for more than 20 meters, and Chen Fei was also shocked backwards by more than ten meters.

Yang Ren's cold light sword is extremely sharp, it belongs to the blade of a divine weapon, and it can cut gold and iron, but the three-pointed and two-edged knife in Chen Fei's hand is also a treasure weapon, which can be defended against the cold light sword.

"Seventh-level superman, strength of seven thousand eight hundred catties!"

It turns out that this dust is not a seventh-level high-level! And he has a three-pointed two-edged knife that can cut through gold and iron, no wonder Ren Chaodong is not his opponent even if he has the blessing of giant armor!

Yang Ren cheered up his spirit, wielded the cold light sword, and fought with Chenfei.

"Kill the killer!"

Yang Yiyi used the strongest killing move of Ling Xu's sword technique, and now he went deep into Huwei Mountain, which was full of dangers, and he had to decisively resolve the contradictions, and he had no time to do any false trick performances.

This move is extremely domineering and fierce, which makes Chen Fei's heart awe-inspiring.

"Repeat the cycle!"

Under the sweep of the cold light sword, a monstrous wave was set off, and it rushed towards the dust.

"Skynet is magnificent!"

Yang Ren's body moved, forming seven afterimages, each of which held a sharp cold light sword, enveloping the dust! Dust Fei couldn't tell which one was a phantom and which was Yang Ren's real body, and he was suddenly dazzled, in a hurry, and his heart was beating violently.

"I admit defeat!" Dusty screamed as he waved his three-pointed, two-edged knife indiscriminately.

It's just three moves, just let Chen Fei admit defeat! It can be seen that Ling Xu's swordsmanship is powerful! Yang Ren has the intention to take the opponent's three-pointed two-edged sword, but the other party has already admitted defeat in public, and it is not Yang Ren's style to openly rob! He can only sigh, let you keep it for the time being, let me touch it later, it's not so easy to talk!

"Can you let me see your helper now?" Yang Ren asked proudly with the cold light sword in his hand, pointing at Luan Wu from afar.

"Joke, you just relied on your weapon and won a game by luck, what did you win?" Luan Wu said expressionlessly, "If you can defeat me, whoever you want to meet, it's no problem!"

"So, you also have itchy skin?" Yang Ren said with a smile.

"Is it interesting to die and still be poor?"

Luan Wu scolded, his toes touched the ground, his body jumped lightly more than ten meters high, and in the process of his jumping, a pair of silver wings appeared out of thin air behind him, and each wing feather was as shiny and sharp as a knife!

"Die!" Luan Wu's face was hideous, full of evil energy, his silver wings spread out like a fan, and the wing feathers like knives shone silver in the sun, cutting through the void and swooping down to kill Yang Ren who was on the ground.

"Slash!" Yang Ren was not polite, jumped forward, and faced Luan Wu, who was swooping down, wielding a cold light sword in mid-air, and launched a lore.

"Three lives and all things!" This move is also a special move of Ling Xu's sword technique, and with the extremely sharp cold light sword, it is a perfect match.

"Zheng~Zheng~Zheng~"

Although Luan Wu's body is strong, and his wings are harder than gold and iron, but in front of the cold light sword that destroys gold and jade, his wing feathers are still not hard enough, and under the cutting of the cold light sword, several of them were cut off at once, and even a piece of wing flesh was slashed, blood sprayed, and the residual feathers flew sideways in the air, like daggers, shooting aimlessly in all directions.

"Ouch~" Luan Wu howled in pain, his body soared to a height of dozens of meters, his face became more hideous, and his eyes looking at Yang Ren were full of jealousy, and there was deep hatred.

"Level 8 superman, strength 8,300 catties!"

"Die!" Luan Wu raised his silver wings towards Yang Ren in the air, and a strong hurricane blew in the air, and in the next moment, dozens of wing feathers automatically fell off, arranging in an arc in the air, like a row of carved feather arrows, and shot quickly in the direction of Yang Ren.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng~"