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In an instant, there were two shocks in a row, first breaking the enemy's move and then attacking the enemy's body, this blow was extremely exquisite, Cang Qingfeng, the junior martial emperor, his strength was not covered.

"Phew!"

In the face of the sudden killing move, although Ling Juefeng was not stunned, he let out a loud shout, and a thunderbolt-like essence suddenly erupted from the big knife, and between the lightning and the fire, he bounced Cang Qingfeng's steel knife away.

"Seven Spins Serial Slash!"

Cang Qingfeng was not in a hurry, the steel knife took advantage of a rotation, picked up a few knife flowers in the air, and slashed down again, one knife after another, and quickly cut out a knife curtain, the knife was continuous, and the knife was killed.

Ling Juefeng accidentally missed the opportunity, and under the opponent's continuous and intensive offensives, he could only retreat step by step for a while, defending with all his might.

But the strange thing is that even to this extent, Yan Shuangfei still hid behind Ling Juefeng, did not make a move, but just acted together as Ling Juefeng advanced and retreated, like a pair of conjoined babies, with a tacit understanding and no chaos at all.

"At this level, you dare to use me to sharpen your knife? Let's see, whose knife was sharpened first?" Cang Qingfeng sneered fiercely, pressing step by step, the steel knife in his hand slashed with all his might, as if he wanted to cut the other party into two pieces with the next knife.

Although the martial arts platform is large, but the area is limited after all, Ling Juefeng retreated step by step, and he quickly retreated to the edge of the martial arts platform, and when he saw that he retreated again, he was about to fall.

"Thunderbolt Blade!"

Ling Juefeng roared angrily, and the big knife in his hand suddenly burst out with a majestic true element, and the sword instantly formed a substantial thunderbolt, slashing straight towards the knife curtain in front of him, and the chain of knife curtains suddenly froze, and the sword light was slightly scattered.

"Wind and rain double swallows!"

At this moment, a cheerful swallow chirp sounded, and two small swallows transformed into True Yuan flew out from behind Ling Juefeng, seizing the moment when the sword light was scattered, and lightning passed through the knife curtain, hitting Cang Qingfeng's wrist holding the knife.

Stopped, retreated, flipped his wrist, the knife light flashed, Cang Qingfeng retreated seven steps in a row, and the knife light in his hand also flashed seven times in a row, before finally defeating the two little Yan'er, but at this moment, Ling Juefeng's counterattack had also followed.

The thunderbolt crazy knife was unleashed, and Ling Juefeng's knife was like a thunderbolt, extremely violent, one knife was faster than another, and one knife was fiercer than another, so that Cang Qingfeng no longer had a chance to use the skillful fighting method just now, so he could only unfold the knife technique and attack against attack.

If it was just like this, after a long time, Ling Juefeng would still be defeated, after all, Cang Qingfeng was in the realm of the Martial Emperor, and his cultivation was one realm higher than Ling Juefeng.

But at this moment, it was no longer just Ling Juefeng who was the only one who shot, Yan Shuangfei and Feiyan circled above the double knife, swift as the wind, continuous like rain, carrying the momentum of wind and rain, protecting himself and Ling Juefeng from the wind and rain, and repeatedly assisting.

Ling Juefeng and Yan Shuangfei have been married for many years, and they have a very strong relationship, tacit cooperation, and heart-to-heart.

Ling Juefeng went all out to attack, completely ignoring the attacks he was facing, and handed over all the protection to Yan Shuangfei with confidence, and his combat effectiveness had been greatly improved invisibly, coupled with Yan Shuangfei's repeated assists in addition to protection, the attack power of the two of them when they launched the combined attack technique, they definitely had the strength to challenge and win the battle.

"This ...... How is that possible?"

Seeing that Cang Qingfeng, who had the upper hand just now, was forced to the point where he could only defend with all his strength in the blink of an eye, the Martial King of Cangyue Sect led by Du Ruofei couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Even if they are good at the technique of combined attacks, but they only need two peak martial kings, and they can force a beginner martial emperor to fall into the upper hand, which is too subversive of their cognition.

When did the gap between the Martial Emperor and the Martial King become so small? If this was the case, it would be impossible for the Martial Emperor powerhouse to have such a high status!

"No, I won't lose, I'm a strong martial emperor, and I won't lose to you two martial kings, ah......"

Suddenly, Cang Qingfeng hissed and roared, and his strong True Yuan Power surged out, ignoring Yan Shuangfei's double knife attack, he fought hard with Ling Juefeng with all his might.

After all, Cang Qingfeng is a martial emperor cultivator, under the hard fight, Ling Juefeng suddenly couldn't resist it, although he blocked the steel knife, he couldn't stop the power, his face turned red, his body involuntarily retreated backwards, Yan Shuangfei was connected to his breath, and he also retreated together under his drive.

However, Cang Qingfeng was also uncomfortable, and there was a knife mark under each of his ribs, although because Yan Shuangfei retreated quickly, the blade did not penetrate into the flesh deeply, and did not hurt the bones and internal organs, but it was also the skin and flesh, and the blood flowed.

But Cang Qingfeng completely ignored the scars under his ribs, and with a kick under his feet, his body was like a sharp arrow, chasing and killing Ling Juefeng, who was involuntarily retreating backwards, and the steel knife in his hand was aimed directly at Ling Juefeng's heart.

"That old guy was stabbed by me here, and since you want to avenge him, I will give you the same way to die......"

Cang Qingfeng shouted fiercely with a hideous face, as if he had completely forgotten that there was still a martial arts powerhouse watching the battle, and he just frantically stabbed his sword, with a posture of not killing the opponent and vowing not to give up.

And Ling Juefeng's body was still flying backwards under the effect of the impact, and he had no strength left to resist Cang Qingfeng's killing moves, and it seemed that he had no power to return to the sky.

"Boom!"

The sound of the knife suddenly sounded, and Yan Shuangfei, who had been hiding behind Ling Juefeng, who was mainly defending and assisting, suddenly flew out like lightning, with two knives in a row, slashing the neck and waist and abdomen, attacking the enemy and saving Zhao.

"Hehe, I expected you to make a move and die for me!"

Seeing this, Cang Qingfeng was not surprised or overjoyed, and the hideousness and madness on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a smug and rampant laugh.

Like a sharp arrow, the figure that was chasing Ling Juefeng suddenly stopped, and the steel knife in his hand slashed seven times in an instant, not only blocking Yan Shuangfei's double knife, but also shrouding it under the blade.

"Hercules!"

"Wind Talisman!"

At the moment of life and death, a coquettish shout and a loud shout sounded at the same time, and then ...... Then our Lord Cangqing Feng Martial Emperor will be a complete tragedy!

I saw two bright lights flashing, and Yan Shuangfei's double knives that were blocked suddenly turned around quickly, and the double knives crossed and struck together with Cang Qingfeng's steel knife.

Cang Qingfeng only felt a huge force coming from the twin knives, and before he could react, it was already a pain in the tiger's mouth, and the steel knife flew out far away.

At the same time, Ling Juefeng, who was still retreating, suddenly returned to Cang Qingfeng's face in the blink of an eye like a gust of wind, and the thick-backed machete in his hand had already stabbed into his chest.