"Ninety-nine to one, one type to leave the soul",

The icy sword qi spread, and Binghong immediately turned into a cold light and swept out. Fastest updates

The Beihai Fox Knife is very different from the knife technique in Guanzhong, there are no cumbersome moves, everything is simplified, and the emphasis is on killing the enemy with one move. At the beginning, on the North Sea, An Xiaohui fought against the two-headed ancestor, but he only used four knives.

The fox knife she taught Binghong only has nine forms, but after the nine styles are exhausted, the tenth form of ninety-nine to one can be derived, which is ninety-nine to one, one style to leave the soul.

The knife move is no longer important, the foundation is no longer important, this ninety-nine to one move is exhausted, and there are no more moves, only the infinite cold sword intent remains, and Binghong's terrifying murderous intent.

The cold light shot out horizontally, Duan Feiyang didn't see the sword qi, but the compelling chill went straight to the bottom of his heart, even with his foundation, he couldn't help but shudder, and decisively pinched the trick to conjure up a stand-in, and flew to the sides in a light spin.

The cold light passed by.

The fox knife of ninety-nine to one is not unpleasant, it cannot be said that it is not strong, even if it is replaced by Lu Hong to take this knife, it will probably be a heavy injury, but Duan Feiyang is a great master who has been famous for a long time, he has already crossed the transformation realm twenty years ago, and now he is only one step away from winning the championship, even if Binghong breaks through the limit, how can he be able to catch him?

"Nice knife move",

After a soul-staying, Binghong's face suddenly showed a languishing color, but this life-fighting knife was only exchanged for Duan Feiyang's understatement.

"Madame ......",

"Gong",

He turned around lightly and was about to spend his mouth over the addiction, but the clinker was still unbearable, and in an instant, the cold light in his eyes burst out, and he gritted his teeth and turned into a cold light in the air.

He actually gave his life to once again perform a soul-preserving trick.

For a long time, he had a cold demeanor, not only was he not interested in Lu Hong, but even Yan Xiaoman had never heard him say a few words. He would only follow Yan Xiaoman like a shadow to protect her safety, Yan Xiaoman was often annoyed by his look, but he never really blamed him.

The Beihai Fox Clan has always been different from the Qingqiu Fox Clan and the Tu Demon Mountain Fox Clan, the Qingqiu Fox Clan is good at charming, and the Tu Demon Mountain Fox Clan is good at showing off their appearance, and they practice more techniques that move people's internal desires, while the Beihai Fox Clan is mostly an ascetic fox demon, and they practice cold fox knives all year round, so their feelings are mostly restrained, but they are extremely warm.

They are not good at words, but they always keep their feelings in their hearts.

Binghong is like this, when he was young, he and Yan Xiaoman went to Tu Demon Mountain to experience together, and he was taken care of by Xia Sha, although he has always been cold, but the weight of the two in his heart is extremely heavy, Duan Feiyang said unbearable words repeatedly, he couldn't tolerate it for a long time.

Duan Feiyang never expected that this fox demon would be able to break through again after breaking through once, and he hadn't come back to his senses for a while, and when he reacted, the cold aura had already frozen a layer of ice crystals on his nose.

"Oh my god",

Just now that he was still strolling around, the great thief of the extraordinary temperament was frightened and screamed, his hair stood on end, and he reached out with two fingers like lightning to catch the blade that broke out of the cold light.

Binghong flipped his wrist and pulled out the narrow fox knife, and there were two cold lights forward. Duan Feiyang didn't want to snatch upside down, so he sacrificed the natal hydrangea, two red ribbons wrapped around his fingertips, and gently flicked the hydrangea with the aura to shake away this cold knife.

"When",

The hydrangea doesn't look heavy, there's no metal on it, and there's no hardness at all. It's just that the red cloth on it flutters like water waves, with a very soft force.

This is his natal hydrangea, a magic weapon practiced with his own life essence, which is connected to his life, and once the hydrangea is damaged, he himself will also be injured.

After spending so much effort to practice, the magic weapon that has been cultivated is also extraordinary.

This hydrangea is indeed quite powerful, and the inner kung fu he practices is not masculine or strong, but a kind of good as water, four or two thousand catties of exercises. The same is true of this hydrangea, once it is extremely heavy, it will immediately cause a disorder of the aura of the whole body.

"Dangdangdang",

The cold light burst out, the ribbon was ejected several times one after another, and the hydrangea and the fox knife constantly collided in the air. Binghong only felt that although the strange power was soft, the aura in his body rippled like a lake dripping into the river every time he collided, and his wrist shook, and the fox knife almost flew out of his hand several times.

But he gritted his teeth and endured it, slashing out one after another, like a cold and cold grim reaper.

"Hell's Mudra",

At this moment, there was a wind and clouds howling behind him, and the demonic energy in the sky suddenly rose into the air, forming a black palm print the size of a zhang above his head, and the palm print had not yet suppressed the moving power that had already covered the top.

"That kid ......",

Duan Feiyang shook the hydrangea with his arm and swung the fox knife again, turned his head to look at Lu Hong, and raised his head again to stare at the huge black palm print above his head.

"I have broken through the realm",

He hurried out, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

That young swordsman in Tsing Yi was still the strength of the late stage of the transformation of the dragon just now, and in just a quarter of an hour, the aura had risen significantly, and at this time it was already a heavy power above the transformation realm.

If he is hit by this palm knot, I am afraid that his foundation will also end up vomiting blood and flying.

He didn't know that Lu Hong had broken through the transformation realm when he was in the Great Victory Pass, but the aura to the east of the Great Victory Pass was already thin, and it happened that the limb ghost broke out of the seal under the self-sealing demon stage and sucked up the already small amount of spiritual energy, making Lu Hong have a realm, but he couldn't break through. At this time, when the aura was strong, it was suddenly like a dragon entering the sea, and the power was boiling.

The aura outside the body was continuously incorporated into his body, refining his aura and physique between the circulation, and the demonic qi was constantly pouring out of the body, so that the demonic qi became thicker and thicker, more and more vast, and the demonic qi that diffused in the air gradually changed from pale gray to frightening black; the palm print, which was originally only three feet in size, swelled to a palm between the swallows, and there was thunder and lightning in the palm, and the electric light traveled between the palms, the back of the palms and the fingers, exuding a palpitating power.

"Whoosh",

Duan Feiyang didn't hesitate, turned around and left.

"Boom",

"Bang Bang Bang",

Sure enough, when Ah Nose Prison's palm print fell, the ground below completely collapsed, more than several times more powerful than Fang Cai's palm, the demonic qi steamed, thunder and lightning burst out, and the three houses were immediately crushed into powder.

Lu Hong exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the demonic qi outside his body boiled again between breathing and breathing, and the demonic qi that had only been consumed under the devouring of the gluttonous soul actually recovered in a moment.

Duan Feiyang patted the sleeve that had been broken, and said calmly: "Good move, but unfortunately the speed is not enough, and it can't hurt Duan Ye",

"Whoosh",

As soon as the words fell, a little blue light burst out from below, and in an instant, the gloomy aura rolled up like a violent wind, and a cyan spear rose from the ground, rushing into the clouds with the momentum of penetrating heaven and earth.

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