As soon as the sword came out, the flames rose, and the raging and scorching flames came like a giant dragon with its hideousness and arrogance towards Yi Chengfeng.

The spatial crack that passed through quickly spread, and even the peak of the Thunder Tribulation present felt the extraordinary nature of this move, and couldn't help but use its spiritual power to drive the scorching heat away.

"Crazy Dragon Sword Technique, Crazy Dragon Born!"

The unicorn brocade-robed man snorted in a low voice, accompanied by his anger and killing intent, and the fire dragon stabbed out with a sword, and the momentum continued to rise, and the violent aura swept through the entire space.

"Although Chen Tianlin's move is a ground-level high-level martial art, the artistic conception of this move has been mastered by him, and his power cannot be underestimated. ”

The cyan brocade-robed man's eyes on the side of Tianqiong Palace moved slightly, and he nodded in appreciation.

"Not only that, he has been practicing hard since the battle with Yi Chengfeng, and he has already comprehended the sword intent of fire a year ago, if you add the sword intent of fire, it is not weaker than the primary-level martial arts of the heavenly level. ”

The sturdy man in the yellow brocade robe on the side held the handle of the knife three fingers wide in his hand, and a huge big knife was carried on his shoulder, staring at the man in the unicorn brocade robe, Chen Tianlin, a smile appeared on his lips and said slightly.

"It seems that the first battle a few years ago did give Chen Tianlin a lot of motivation and made him undergo a big transformation, so the hope of winning this fight is quite big. ”

The man in the cyan brocade robe with the gun sighed, and only when he comprehended his own artistic conception could he have a chance to reach a higher level.

The artistic conception is formed by the comprehension of the moves, and there are also various artistic conceptions such as a mysterious feeling of the weapon you use.

And the latter, no matter what move you use, as long as it matches your own weapon, it can form an artistic conception, in other words, you and your own weapon have reached a mysterious state of one.

This realm is more common with knives, swords, and guns!

No matter what kind of artistic conception he comprehends, his talent is the best, and he is expected to move towards a farther path of martial arts.

"It's impossible to estimate, after all, this guy who Yi Chengfeng comprehended the sword intent a few years ago, even if you and I were a few years ago, they may not be his opponents. ”

The man in the yellow brocade robe shook his head slightly, Chen Tianlin has been working hard in the past few years, but it is not only Chen Tianlin who has worked hard, no one knows what kind of strength Yi Chengfeng has in the past few years.

While the two were talking, the dragon-like flames were already approaching Yi Chengfeng, and the scorching silk hair that was blowing in the face of Yi Chengfeng rose in the air and rose backwards.

"It seems that you have made a lot of progress in the past few years!"

Seeing the violent and scorching flames rushing towards him, Yi Chengfeng not only did not panic in the slightest, but grinned and said indifferently, but the smile full of murderous intent made Chen Tianlin and the two Thunder Tribulation Peak Hearts behind him inexplicably speed up their beating speed.

"Pretend!"

Chen Tianlin hid the uneasiness in his heart and said in a cold voice, although this move is not his strongest, and he does not use too much strength, but it should not be underestimated, especially this move contains the sword intent he has comprehended.

"Whoosh!"

The dragon's flames swept rampantly, and the wind leaned backwards, and the flames swept through the air above its face.

Chen Tianlin didn't care when he saw that his sword was dodged by Yi Chengfeng, obviously he also knew that this move could not bring substantial harm to the latter.

It's just that Chen Tianlin had a cold arc of conspiracy in his mouth, and he saw his figure swaying slightly, and the red long sword in his hand also moved.

The red blade pierced through the slightest coldness and straightened forward, the target was where Yi Chengfeng's throat was.

The previous sword was only used to interfere with Yi Chengfeng, and this sword was the real killing move.

It's just that what Chen Tianlin didn't see was a faint shallow arc hanging on Yi Chengfeng's mouth, and when Chen Tianlin just changed his body, Yi Chengfeng knew his next move.

Yi Chengfeng's leaning back body turned to the left as Chen Tianlin's sword stabbed out again, and the red blade whizzed past his throat at the width of two fingers.

Chen Tianlin saw that he had missed, his brows frowned slightly, and with a wave of his arm horizontally, the blade of the sword drew horizontally in the air, approaching Yi Chengfeng and leaving.

Yi Chengfeng would give him another chance, his legs stomped the ground and the whole person floated backwards, no longer giving Chen Tianlin any chance.

"Zheng!"

Coming to a giant tree, Yi Chengfeng's right arm exerted a slight force, and a clanging sound sounded, and then Yi Chengfeng's right arm waved a long cyan arc through the air.

The momentum of the cyan long sword in his hand instantly became fierce, like a peerless weapon out of the sheath, and the momentum was unstoppable.

"Whoosh!"

Yi Chengfeng shot out a stabbing sword and rushed towards Chen Tianlin.

The cyan blade exuded a heart-palpitating aura, penetrating the space, and cracks appeared in the air, like a broken sky, a sword out of the ghost!

A sword intent is like a substance, and the wisps of mysterious artistic conception that emanate give people the feeling of being trapped in the realm of the sword, and the sword intent is locked in all directions, and every dead angle is exposed in the direction shrouded by the sword intent.

There is nowhere to escape, the heart is frightened, and there is no intention of fighting again.

"Oops, why is this guy's sword intent so strong, Chen Tianlin is in danger. ”

In Tianqiong Palace, the man in the blue brocade robe exclaimed in surprise, and then looked in the direction of Chen Tianlin, with a strong uneasiness in his heart, and then stomped his legs hard and rushed to Chen Tianlin's position.

Yi Chengfeng's sword intent is much stronger than a few years ago, and I don't know how many times stronger than Chen Tianlin's sword intent, in front of Yi Chengfeng's sword intent, Chen Tianlin's sword intent is like a strong adult and a newborn baby.

Seeing the cyan brocade-robed man shoot out quickly, the yellow-robed man also shot away at a thunderous speed.

If he is allowed to face this sword alone, he will definitely not die or be injured.

But the actions of the two of them still couldn't escape Yi Chengfeng's ears and eyes, and he always maintained a high degree of vigilance against these two Yi Chengfeng, so he had already discovered it a moment after the two of them made a move.

However, even so, a trace of cold arc still appeared on Yi Chengfeng's mouth, and the speed of the whole person instantly exploded, and the speed of the sword blade suddenly accelerated.

And Chen Tianlin, who was opposite him, when he saw Yi Chengfeng's sword containing powerful sword intent, the fear in his heart permeated his whole body in a very short time, and he was locked by the sword intent, which made him a little overwhelmed and trembling all over.

He knew that Yi Chengfeng's sword intent was powerful, which he had already experienced a few years ago, but since he comprehended the sword intent, his fear of Yi Chengfeng had been extinguished to a certain extent, and even if there were, it was only hidden in the depths of his heart and not discovered by him.

And he didn't have too much worry about whether Yi Chengfeng's sword intent had grown in the past few years.

Because the growth of sword intent is a long and arduous process, even a trace of growth may take one or two or even two or three years to comprehend and cultivate.

Unless it was a genius who was extremely sensitive to sword intent, it was possible to cultivate the sword intent comprehension to a new stage in just a few years.

But when he saw Yi Chengfeng's sword, his assumptions were broken in an instant, and this break might kill him.

What he didn't expect was that Yi Chengfeng's comprehension and cultivation of sword intent was the latter.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it's true, how could your sword intent grow so fast. ”

Staring at the sharp sword tip that was getting closer and closer in front of him, Chen Tianlin shook his head violently, although he knew that Yi Chengfeng's talent for sword intent comprehension was higher than that, but because of a kind of jealousy and hatred for Yi Chengfeng, he never wanted to believe that this was a fact.

Jealousy and hatred followed by madness, I saw that the spiritual power fluctuations on Chen Tianlin's body were urged to the extreme, and a strong spiritual power burst out, and the red spiritual power surged wildly in this space, like a monstrous flame, wanting to burn everything in this world.

After the spiritual power reached the peak, the mysterious sword intent on his body also moved, and a sword intent of fire was like a flaming dragon protecting Chen Tianlin in the center, and the hideous dragon head roared wildly towards Yi Chengfeng.

Compared with Yi Chengfeng's sword intent, Chen Tianlin's sword intent was obviously much weaker.

"Crazy Dragon Sword Technique, Crazy Dragon Roaring Sky!"

Facing Yi Chengfeng's sword, Chen Tianlin slowly raised his right arm and then quickly slashed out, the flaming dragon raised its dragon head and roared to the sky, and then swooped down towards Yi Chengfeng at great speed.

This move contained all of Chen Tianlin's spiritual power and sword intent, which was better than that of a heaven-level mid-level martial art.

Feeling the faint dragon power emanating from the flaming dragon, the martial artists below the peak of the thunder tribulation all retreated, and the injured disciples of the Sword Sect didn't have time to retreat before a mouthful of blood spurted out, and their faces were extremely pale.

There was a deep look of shock in his eyes!

"Spirit Wind Sword Technique, Wind Strangulation!"

Yi Chengfeng saw that the flame dragon was not afraid, only to see that it opened its mouth slightly, the tip of the sword shook slightly, and a little light flashed at the tip of the sword, pointing directly at the head of the flame dragon.

When the tip of the sword reached the dragon's head, the fierce flame dragon suddenly froze in the air, and in a trance, a bit of cyan light at the dragon's head gradually expanded, and a violent storm was vaguely seen in the body of the flame dragon, and then cracks gradually appeared on the dragon's surface.

"Bang!"

The flaming dragon roared in the midst of everyone's shock, and a loud bang completely resounded in this dense forest.

The dragon also turned into thousands of stars and dissipated into the sky.

But this didn't seem to be over yet, I saw that Yi Chengfeng's sword was still moving towards Chen Tianlin at great speed.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Yi Chengfeng's blow was not over, the man in the cyan brocade robe and the man in the yellow brocade robe scolded secretly, and then they all used their spiritual power to urge it to the extreme.

The cyan brocade-robed man held a spear and stabbed straight at the tip of Yi Chengfeng's sword, while the yellow-robed man slashed at Yi Chengfeng with a knife.

Every shot and knife are full of mysteries, and they are obviously all peak powerhouses of the Thunder Tribulation who have comprehended their respective artistic conceptions.

The gun's intent surged out, piercing through the space, and the momentum was surging.

The knife intent rolled and slashed down the air, smashing the space, and it was domineering.

"Ding~!"

The tip of the sword collided with the tip of the spear, and a soft groan rippled.

"Huh!"

A knife followed closely and fell straight towards Yi Chengfeng.

"Whoosh!"

When the sword approached, Yi Chengfeng left an afterimage in place like a gust of wind, and then his sword blade was horizontal, and quickly slid along the barrel of the spear towards the cyan brocade-robed man.

"Oops!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the cyan brocade robe man scolded in a low voice and hurriedly pulled Chen Tianlin, who was already sluggish, to retreat frantically to the rear.

The man in the yellow brocade robe was reluctant to see that his sword had missed, and he wanted to strike back again, but Yi Chengfeng was faster than him, and when he saw the man in the blue brocade robe retreating with Chen Tianlin, he quickly turned around and swept out with a sword behind the side.

"Fuck your uncle!"

Seeing that Yi Chengfeng was faster than himself, the man in the yellow brocade robe burst out with a foul word, and the knife that had reached mid-air was hurriedly withdrawn, and he fled in embarrassment.

An artistic conception battle stunned and thrilled the people who watched, but Yi Chengfeng used his strong sword intent to defeat three enemies and forced the opponent's three major thunder tribulation peaks to retreat in embarrassment, so that the people present looked at each other, full of shock!

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