One is to gather momentum, and the other is to change his tactics temporarily, as soon as Chu Feng made a move, he grasped Guan Ruofei's mental weakness with scruples. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But people with good vision, such as Wu Zhengping and Mo Hongsleeve, felt that Chu Feng couldn't take too much advantage, at most it was an equal share.

The reason is very simple, Guan Ruofei has profound skills, and he undoubtedly has an advantage in this kind of hard fight without fancy.

But the fact is that Guan Ruofei's face suddenly showed a look of horror, and he suddenly drew his knife and retreated.

It's not that he coaxed it, but the extremely strong true qi conductivity of the Taijing Knife, which made the absorption power of the Northern Spiritual Skill terrifying to the point that even the strong people who built the spirit were shocked.

The feeling of an instant is that the power pours out, like mud flowing into the sea, disappearing, and whoever comes has to withdraw it.

And this evasion, in the next battle, the dignified Iron Blood Castle Lord has never been able to fight back......

The light of the Taijing knife flashed, with some kind of wonderful trajectory, like a crescent moon reflected in the lake, when the breeze blew a pool of spring water, it shook and deformed rapidly.

No one can describe the mysterious arc of this swaying moon shadow, and naturally it is impossible to dodge.

As a result, a string of blood beads flew out obliquely like a chain of beads, and Guan Ruofei's flesh and blood rolled under the ribs, and he was directly stabbed.

The blood that splattered out left a straight blood mark on the ground.

Between the faces, the knife wound builds the spirit.

How could the people not be astonished?

But it's too early to be alarmed, because this is just the beginning.

With one successful knife, Chu Feng's second knife was like flowing water, and it was drawn out closely.

Guan Ruofei's eyes were blazing, and he wanted to lock the knife momentum and use all his strength to parry, but the blood light still reappeared unreasonably, he snorted, blood flowed from his right arm, and he had to hand the knife to his left hand.

But the five fingers of his left hand had just touched the handle of the Hundred Battles Knife, and Chu Feng's sword light turned around, changing the trajectory unbelievably, and then slashed his wrist again, scrapping his left hand.

Seeing the hundred battle knives fall to the ground, Guan Ruofei roared angrily, bent down and opened his mouth, but he actually bit the handle of the knife, and pounced wildly against the fierceness.

It's a pity that it didn't work.

Chu Feng's whole person stood in place, swinging the knife one by one, it was clear that the knife momentum was ever-changing, and there was no way to grasp it at all, but there was an extreme sense of clarity in his movements, in stark contrast, it was Guan Ruofei's chest, back, waist, abdomen, legs and even ankles, and shocking blood mouths blooming everywhere.

It's not anticipating the enemy's opportunity, it's not a sword game, and there's no need to target weaknesses, it's a change.

Complex to the extreme.

The trick in the move, tightly linked to the chain, a knife out, no longer let people breathe, just like the moonlight sprinkled in the night sky, mercury poured on the ground, forever with each other!

At this moment, all the spectators, including Mo Hongsleeve, had an indescribable fear in their eyes.

This was Chu Feng's first time casting the Ruyi Heavenly Demon.

The bewitching knife marks like water waves, the writhing and changing light and shadow, the incredible speed, and the strings of blood beads, stabbed everyone's hearts one after another, suffocating them.

After these few days of discussion, Yan Shuang already had some confidence to fight Chu Feng again, but at this time, he was subconsciously trembling.

If Chu Feng's opponent in the field was replaced by him, I am afraid that he would have collapsed long ago.

Because at this moment, he didn't even dare to look directly at Chu Feng, that face became convex under the reflection of the sword aura, and the knife was carved and axed, full of a primitive demonic nature.

"It's not good, Brother Chen can't control this knife technique!"

Wu Zhengping woke up suddenly, but he found that Chu Feng's face was strange and unusual, and he immediately shouted badly.

What frightened him even more was that the wounds on Guan Ruofei's body splattered out of the Dao blood stains, falling on the ground of the street, and with one stroke, a bloody seal magic character was gradually formed, threatening the people!

Such a spiritual sword technique is only one step away from Xuanpin!

The heavenly demon is possessed, the heart demon is attached to the knife, the change is wishful, and the world is dominant!

But the magic of this set of knife techniques is indeed too strong, and ordinary people can't control it at all.

The knife feels the murderous nature of people, and people are endowed with the aggressiveness of the knife, which is normal, but if Chu Feng can't control the knife, he will be enslaved by the knife, although he can kill Guan Ruofei without the power to fight back, but he will inevitably become a slave of the knife, and his temperament will change greatly.

"Yes, that's it, kill him! kill him!"

Mo Hongsleeves also woke up in shock, but he saw beautiful eyes, his hands were clenched, and he couldn't wait to wave the flag and shout.

It's a pity that Chu Feng didn't let her go along with her before, and she won't do it now.

When he slashed out thirty-two knives, he also left thirty-two wounds of different depths on Guan Ruofei's body, and after laying a decisive victory, the sword was full of light, and he slashed it with one sword, and then suddenly stopped in front of Guan Ruofei's eyebrows.

At the same time, the word "demon" behind Guan Ruofei also stopped at the last stroke, lacking perfection, the wind blew, the blood shook slightly, and it seemed to be wriggling, letting out an unwilling roar.

But Chu Feng was resolute and put away his sword without hesitation: "Guan Bao Lord, you are defeated!"

When Lang Lang said this, everyone only felt at a loss.

Win?

Is this a win?

It shouldn't be!

Chu Feng's ability to be on the Qingyun List shows that the Hidden Yuan Pavilion recognizes that his strength can compete with the Spirit Building Realm, but even so, it should be a narrow victory, or even a defeat for both. Instead of now, it was simply devastating, as if he was the one who was the strong soul builder facing the challenge of the Nahai Realm.

But the clear-eyed person found that the blue tendons on Chu Feng's forehead were bursting out, obviously he was able to stop this knife at the last moment, and he didn't really cut it, and the mind consumed was extremely dramatic.

This made them even more frightened, in the face of the strong spirit builders, could they still show mercy?

Wu Zhengping breathed a long sigh of relief and poured out admiration, he could imagine how powerful restraint it would take to be immersed in the pleasure of that magic knife, but to stop at the last moment.

Boom!

On the other side, Guan Ruofei's body, which was covered in blood, shook for a while, and finally couldn't support it anymore, and he half-knelt on the ground.

"Castle Master!"

The iron-blooded guard let out a terrible cry, and surrounded Chu Feng at once, and was about to strike together.

"Stand down!"

Guan Ruofei shouted, his voice became extremely weak, but his majesty still made the iron-blooded guard stop immediately: "The skills are not as good as people, there is nothing to say, let's go!"

"Wait!"

Chu Feng stretched out his hand to stop it, Guan Ruofei slowly turned around, and said word by word: "Your Excellency, don't you want to kill them all?"

"Don't get me wrong!"

Chu Feng shook his head and said: "A senior once said that a doctor must have a heart of great compassion and compassion to save the suffering of all souls, if there is a person who comes to seek misfortune, regardless of whether he is rich or poor, the elder and the younger, and he must not look ahead and backward, worry about good luck and evil, and protect his life......"

He paused, let out a long sigh, and said with a wry smile: "This kind of doctor's heart of not avoiding hardships and dangers and going to save wholeheartedly, I don't know if I can achieve it in this life, but at least now, after all, I can't bear it!"

Under Guan Ruofei's stunned gaze, Chu Feng walked over, stretched out his hand to support his shoulder, and a gentle internal force surged from his palm: "Let's go, let's go to Iron Blood Fort together and save your brother!"