Xia Zhiyan didn't tell the specific location of the Dian Xing Sword Sect, but asked Chu Feng to walk around Dingyuan City, saying that the other party would come to the door. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Feng knew that she would have something to fear, so he strolled through the streets of Dingyuan.

The prosperity of Dingyuan is not inferior to Liyang, and Chu Feng is a celebrity here.

Along the way, the owners of several shops rushed up, nodding and greeting, introducing valuable antiques and jade, while another group of people were frightened and couldn't avoid them.

"A wealthy family, a loser, with a group of dogs, rampage on the street, flirting with beautiful girls, hehe, it's a good day to think about it now, but it's a pity that I don't have that chance anymore......"

Chu Feng resisted at first, but gradually became interested and took the initiative to communicate.

Through the different performances of those people, outlining the former "self" is like experiencing another life, and there is a different feeling.

The dancing spirit in the sea of consciousness has undergone a new change, faintly changing to another higher level of form.

Life is in hand, wisdom is the entrance!

Just like that, Chu Feng had just passed by the door of the Tongfu Inn, when a figure suddenly broke out of the window, shouted inarticulately, and stabbed down with a sword.

"Huh?"

Chu Feng's face was surprised.

At their level, even if they are blindfolded and fighting together, they can still grasp the opponent's advance and retreat from the subtle changes in strength.

But at this moment, it was clear that Chu Feng's eyes saw a person stabbing down with a sword volley from above, but he felt that it was empty, just like the last blow he slashed at Zong Zheng at that time, and with a swing of the knife, it was empty.

"Good!"

Chu Feng was not surprised, did not say a word, and pointed to a move of the Baichuan Sword and went back.

This sword move derived from the Northern Spiritual Skill can only be used to absorb strength and restore strength when facing the enemies Ou Jinghao and Yan Guhong.

But at this moment, as soon as the Baichuan Sword came out, Qi Lu trembled, and he actually felt that his true qi was involuntarily erected, and the sword qi suddenly flourished.

Burst!

There was a light sound in the void, as if the invisible film had been broken through, and in Chu Feng's induction, the opponent's sword qi immediately "returned" and was clearly grasped.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp and look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp!"

Qi Lu's face also swelled with excitement, he laughed and chanted, and the light around him suddenly disappeared.

Heaven and earth were pitch black, only the long sword in his hand became the only light, and the extreme brightness under the contrast was like a dazzling star, which pierced deeply into Chu Feng's eyes.

What's even more terrifying is that Chu Feng also felt that the ground under his feet suddenly rose, and his body involuntarily threw himself at the star sword light, like a moth to a fire.

This is a sword momentum suspended from heaven to earth, and it is the most difficult sword momentum to cultivate in the Star Sword Sect, not to mention the mortal level, even if it is a true self-level martial artist, not everyone can master it.

The light of heaven and earth naturally did not really disappear, and it did not really rise under his feet, but it was Chu Feng's senses that were dazzled by the sword qi and sank into this sword momentum that seemed to be true and not real, and it seemed to be illusory.

The strength of this sword has the praise of fighting at the same level, but at this moment, Chu Feng smiled loudly, did not dodge or dodge, and met it head-on.

Boom!

Suddenly, the dull sound of gold and iron crashing sounded, and the sword light shining like a star seemed to have hit an unbreakable barrier, bursting out countless golden fragments, and it was deadlocked.

Let you confuse my five senses, try your best, as long as you can't break the impregnable sword, it's all in vain!

In just a moment, I can see through the reality and break your sword momentum!

However, Qi Lu was frustrated with one move, and did not attack according to the next move of the sword across the sky, giving Chu Feng a chance to defend and counterattack, but suddenly turned into a meteor and attacked Chu Feng behind him at the speed of an electric star.

Heaven and earth are swordsmanship!

Such a change of move without warning caught Chu Feng a little off guard, but the unbroken sword starts with the immortal golden body, if it can be broken by going around the back, then the absolute god would have died under the nameless success.

Therefore, Chu Feng was not afraid, pointed to the turbulence of the wind, and laid a chess sword in the void to respond to all changes without change.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Between the rabbit and the falcon falling, the crisp impact sound was endless, and Qilu moved at a speed that was almost not inferior to Shangguan Fei's sword speed, and for a while, I don't know how many swords were stabbed, and the reflection was unbreakable.

After a round of rapid attack, he changed his moves again, his feet were in the air, like the previous nine days, picking the stars and the moon, and he was spinning rapidly, and the sword qi was filled with a breath of great silence and destruction, like a wave of clouds and clouds, flowing endlessly.

Heaven and earth crack sword momentum!

The unbroken sword suddenly had a tendency to be overwhelmed, mainly because the skill could not keep up with the speed of attrition, Chu Feng set up the Baichuan Sword, retracted and sucked, and the flame sword swept across, sweeping the void without any fancy skills.

Qi Lu made a single move, and changed his moves again without hesitation, and when Xiang Liang appeared at the window, the two fought together, and they were already tumbling and rolling, and they didn't know how many back and forth they had clashed.

Xiang Liang watched with bated breath, but he could barely keep up with the movements of the two.

A disciple in the back suddenly asked, "How many lines of poetry did Senior Brother read?"

Xiang Liang replied with great solemnity: "Just one sentence!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately looked at each other, revealing a look of horror.

This drunk Lingxiao is a maverick, and to put it nicely, it is called a prodigal skeleton, and to put it more directly, it is a hanger.

Not only is he addicted to alcohol, but he also loves to pretend to be forced, and he likes to chant a wine-related poem every time he comes out of the sword to show his demeanor.

However, once he encounters a life-and-death event, he is also unambiguous, and only a strong man who can truly match him can make him honestly shut up and not reveal half a word of sword moves.

And in the same realm, the only ones who can force him to this point are the other two in the top three of the Qingyun List, what is this guy who suddenly appeared......

"Chu Feng, he is the magic knife Chu Feng who helped the Sea Dragon Gang and plotted to kill the four masters!"

Xiang Liang was still a little stunned, and another disciple of the Star Sword Sect suddenly clenched his teeth and shouted.

Xiang Liang's pupils contracted suddenly when he heard this, not only for the hatred of his master, but also for Chu Feng's waist.

The knife hanging from his waist was unsheathed from beginning to end!

The magic knife, but the knife has not come out, only the sword meets the enemy!

A sense of fear suddenly came to my heart, the senior brother who has always been invincible, this time I am afraid that he will encounter a real strong enemy!

said that it was too late, and it was fast, and after a short period of time, the two of them were divided, and their hearts were full of hearty feelings.

Chu Feng's sword light slanted, and a swordsman suddenly appeared behind him, the long sword roared in the air, and the artistic conception of the sword demon seeking defeat was pervasive.

Invincible Sword!

No self, no heart!

And Qilu did not show weakness, a phantom of an old man with wide sleeves and a broad belt rose from afar, and the image of the stars disappearing could be faintly seen between the opening and closing of his eyes, as if reflecting the rituals of the stars, the mystery of all changes.

It is also a mysterious product......

Imaginary!