"Haha, Xia Feng, do you really think you can beat me? Hmph, those few tricks just now are just my good mood, so I'll play with you! Next, it's your nightmare! It's time for me to perform! Qingyun Palm!"

Guo Qingcheng smiled coldly, a slightly hideous sneer at Xia Feng, the corners of his mouth picked out a cruel smile, and his whole body was full of mysterious power, and another blow of Qingyun's palm print was slapped, and he slapped it on Xia Feng's head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qingyun Palm is a very ordinary martial art, even if it is an ordinary four-legged monk refining blood, he can shoot seven or eight palms effortlessly, and for Guo Qingcheng, who is the second heaven of the Yuanhai Realm, even if he urges with his own Xuan power, he can easily shoot hundreds of palms, one can't kill your Xia Feng, I'll shoot ten palms, ten palms still can't kill your Xia Feng, then I'll come with a hundred palms.

Qingyun's palm print appeared in the sky and slapped it on Xia Feng's head, which made Xia Feng unable to get close to Guo Qingcheng's body at all, which made Xia Feng lose his biggest advantage.

In the realm of blood refining, nine out of nine people can't do long-range attacks, so in the realm of blood refining, most of the ways of fighting are still at the level of hand-to-hand combat, and once the cultivation realm reaches the realm of the source sea, the cohesion of heaven and earth Xuanli can be carried out long-range attacks, just like Guo Qingcheng's Qingyun palm print at this time, it is seven or eight zhang or even nearly ten zhang away from the Xia Feng attack, so that Xia Feng is tired of dealing with the Qingyun palm print, and at the same time, he can continue to consume the power of Xia Feng, just like boiling a frog in warm water, just like boiling a frog in warm water, just like that, Guo Qingcheng is confident that Xia Feng will slowly grind to death in this life and death ring。

"Qingyun Palm!"

A Qingyun palm print was patted, Guo Qingcheng did not stop, and another Qingyun palm print was patted, endlessly, like a tide, between a few breaths, Guo Qingcheng took out four or five Qingyun palm prints, overwhelmingly towards the summer wind.

"Damn..."

After all, it is the gap in the realm, if it is hand-to-hand combat, Xia Feng has a hundred ways to kill Guo Qingcheng, but if he is attacked by Guo Qingcheng from a distance like this, Xia Feng is a little powerless, and the gap in the big realm is not so easy to make up.

Either fists or legs, Xia Feng smashed several Qingyun palm prints that Guo Qingcheng took on his head between a few breaths, and the Holy Emperor of the Eight Directions stepped forward, his body had not rushed far away, Guo Qingcheng shot several Qingyun palm prints, blocking Xia Feng's footsteps.

Boom Boom!

Xia Feng's face changed slightly, and after shattering these Qingyun palm prints, he faced several Qingyun palm prints, which made Xia Feng tired of coping.

"I can't go on like this, although the strength of my blood is strong enough to make me fight at this level for a long, long time, but ......"

A trace of cold light flashed in Xia Feng's eyes, and a Xuanbing long sword appeared in Xia Feng's hand: "Heaven and earth, the Holy Emperor is the only one!

Dozens of Holy Emperor Qi and blood rushed in Xia Feng's body, bringing Xia Feng incomparably strong power, and the Xuanbing long sword in his hand was horizontal, and a sword slashed out, and he actually slashed out a sword light that was long in length!

Whoa...

Zhangchang's sword light carried an incomparably sharp aura, almost like cutting tofu, cutting several Qingyun palm prints that Guo Qingcheng took in half again, and the speed was extremely fast, almost cutting to Guo Qingcheng in a flash.

"Bad ......"

Guo Qingcheng, who kept shooting Qingyun's palm prints, was still a little proud, because he was now pressing Xia Feng to fight, towards the scene where Xia Feng was pressing him at the beginning of the battle just now, Guo Qingcheng's face was a little hideous, and suddenly when Guo Qingcheng was secretly proud in his heart when he looked at Xia Feng being beaten by his own Qingyun palm prints, an incomparably sharp sword light suddenly appeared in front of it, and when Guo Qingcheng didn't have time to react at all, he slashed it in the chest!

Sonorous!

With a sonorous sound, Guo Qingcheng's body was directly slashed by Xia Feng's sword light, and a sound of gold and iron came out from Guo Qingcheng's chest, and in the process of Guo Qingcheng's body being cut away, sparks emerged from Guo Qingcheng's chest.

With a click, Guo Qingcheng's body shook, stopped his body, lowered his head incredibly, looked at his chest, and said in a lost voice: "Impossible!

On Guo Qingcheng's chest, the sword qi that was slashed out by Xia Feng cut through the robe on his chest, and inside the robe that was cut was a black inner armor that was split in two!

The inner armor was pitch black, and the surface was densely covered with lines, exuding a trace of mystery, but at this time, it was cut in half by Xia Feng and broken into two.

"Impossible!How could you cut off my Black Rock Armor!!"

Guo Qingcheng's face was full of incredulity, what he had on his body was a low-level Xuanbing inner armor, called the Yan Armor, which had extraordinary defensive power, even a cultivator of the same realm could hardly break through its black rock armor, and Xia Feng, who was only refining blood seven times, actually cut through its black rock armor with one sword!

If he hadn't had this low-level Xuan Soldier just now, the protection of the Black Rock Armor, I'm afraid his body would have been cut in two by Xia Feng's Sword Emperor and would have died directly!

Thinking of this, Guo Qingcheng was cold all over. Looking at Xia Feng's gaze, a faint look of fear appeared on his outstretch.

"Damn, you actually destroyed my Black Rock Armor!I want you to die, I must kill you!!"

Guo Qingcheng roared angrily, and at the same time, he also looked greedily at the Xuanbing long sword held in Xia Feng's hand, because Guo Qingcheng knew that the long sword held by Xia Feng was actually an intermediate-level Xuanbing, and only an intermediate-level Xuanbing could cut off its low-level Xuanbing Black Rock Armor defense!

"Give me death!"

"Wind and Cloud Palm!"

Guo Qingcheng roared, and the mysterious power of his body erupted, and suddenly the wind and clouds surged in the ring of life and death, and a huge palm print that covered the sky and the sun rolled up bursts of strong wind like knives and slapped directly towards Xia Feng.

Wind and cloud palm, a palm out, wind and clouds change, the speed of the wind, the hidden of the clouds!

This is a martial art with extremely powerful attacking power, and under the urging of Guo Qingcheng's powerful cultivation of the Yuanhai Realm Double Heaven, Xia Feng has no time to dodge at all.

"Eight Directions Holy Emperor Step, get out of the way for me!"

A sword succeeded, although it did not hurt Guo Qingcheng, but cut off one of Guo Qingcheng's low-level Xuan soldier inner armor, Xia Feng was trying to take advantage of the victory to pursue and bully himself. In one fell swoop, Guo Qingcheng was slashed under the sword, but Guo Qingcheng reacted and shot the Fengyun palm, which was so powerful and fast that Xia Feng had to stop, in the face of this palm, Xia Feng's face changed slightly, and his pupils constricted!

This wind and cloud palm, above the power, compared to the spring and autumn knife of the bearded nine masters, the earth slash of the head of the Tianqing Mountain Twin Wolf Association is more powerful, and the palm is really rolling the wind and clouds, and the wind is fierce!

"Slash, slash, slash!"

Xia Feng clenched the Xuanbing long sword in his hand, dozens of Holy Emperor qi and blood were surging in his body, and the Xuanbing long sword in his hand slashed out again!

Whoa...

The tooth-souring voice sounded, and Xia Feng's sword collided with Guo Qingcheng's Fengyun palm in a hurry!

Whoa, whoa!

The violent collision sound made people's teeth sour, Xia Feng's sword was too hasty, and in the end, it still didn't smash Guo Qingcheng's Fengyun palm, but Xia Feng's sword light had been wiped out by Guo Qingcheng's Fengyun palm!

With a snort, after the sword light was wiped out, the power was already ten and one virtue Fengyun palm was still fiercely imprinted on Xia Feng's chest, poof, as if a bubble was punctured, and the power of the wind and cloud palm suddenly dissipated, and Xia Feng's body just shook for a while, and the whole person was not injured at all except for the somewhat messy robe.

"It's!

Seeing Xia Feng as if he was nothing, Guo Qingcheng's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity!

Immediately, Guo Qingcheng came back to his senses from the shock: "The power of the Fengyun Palm is no longer one in ten, as long as the body is strong enough, but it can be resisted, but how many times can you cut out that powerful sword light?" I don't believe it, you know that a person who refines the blood sevenfold can cut out that kind of sword light without limits!"

"And I, with this level of Wind and Cloud Palm, I can perform at least ten times...... Not to mention ......"

Guo Qingcheng suddenly sneered, wiped it from the storage bag on his waist, and a low-level Xuanbing long sword appeared in his hand, Guo Qingcheng grabbed a sword flower in his hand, and stabbed at Xia Feng: "Qingcheng swordsmanship, sword pointing at Qingcheng!!"