The sun sets over the green hills.

The sky was getting darker, giving a hint of the loss of time and the ruthlessness of never slowing down for anyone.

Under the deep night, on the surface of the Mengmeng River, the Baimang Ice Sword shot over like thousands of stars, breaking through the air and screaming.

Feng Yi, who had been standing still, knew that this was a life-and-death situation, and hurriedly kept his heart and guarded it, which was to follow God. His robe fluttered in the wind, his cloak rolled upward, hunting sounded, his white hair flew down, his feet tapped the bamboo rows, and he slowly rose off the ground, as if he was standing on an invisible seat rising from the river.

The White Mang Ice Sword kept changing in a short distance.

Nine feet!

Feng Yi waved his hands in mid-air, and as his fingertips drew a few criss-crossing lines, a powerful invisible talisman was born with the wind.

Heaven and earth for a while, the mountain wind swept up the sky, and the river water was surging the soup.

The countless green leaves in the green mountains instantly fell off their branches, and they quickly gathered and condensed from all directions to the surrounding body, and the surrounding space was also rapidly compressed, only to see countless green leaves like tadpoles more and more, and finally turned into a circle of green leaf talisman shaped like a golden bell, which protected Feng Yi's whole body impermeable.

In an instant, "pop, pop, pop......" countless rain-covered ice swords flickered and slammed into the green leaf rune qi cover in an infinite way, and the cold swirled wildly, and the sound was endless.

The sword of Yijian Mei is called "Feihong Yinxue", and its attack power is extremely powerful, and it shoots on the outer wall of the green leaf rune, making the rune cover tremble and ripple, but the green leaf rune cover that seals it is also superb, and it cannot be broken by the ice sword after all.

However, under the menacing impact of the Ten Thousand Dao Ice Swords of the First Sword Plum, the green leaf talisman that was condensed by the mental power of the rune was still seriously impacted.

The Ao Xue Han Sword in Yijian Mei's hand exuded an incomparable Sen Han murderous aura, which had been restraining him from afar, so that he did not dare to act rashly, and he could not be distracted at all, and at the same time, he had to gather all his strength to prepare for a new round of attacks that Yijian Mei was pressing forward step by step.

Masters fight, once they fall behind, it is extremely difficult to rehabilitate, and since the duel between the two, Feng Yi has been stuck in this disadvantage. He had just killed four Cave Netherworld assassins in seconds, and although he was better than the other party's adventurous temptation, it also consumed a lot of his mental power.

At this moment, in the face of the powerful sword intent of a sword Mei like a bow full of arrows, Feng Yi was very difficult to deal with, and he was unable to continue, and he was miserable.

Feng Yi's face was as pale as paper, and his expression was extremely solemn, because he felt that he had not only been tightly restrained by the other party's sword qi, but what was even worse was that the talisman cover had begun to twist and deform at this moment.

This is his last life-protecting barrier!

Feng Yi had already sounded the alarm in his heart, knowing that if the hard fight was fruitless, what would be left to him would be the last fatal blow.

I just hate that I know this, but I still can't change the facts.

The distance between the two of them in the air duel is only twenty zhang, and a sword Mei's soul has advanced to the realm of ten thousand miles of clear sky, and he has already accumulated a sword intent! He has created such a favorable situation with his peerless swordsmanship, how can he let it go in vain?

"It's really happy, take me another sword!" Yijian Mei was in high spirits, shouted, and flew upwards obliquely with an unpredictable body like a dragonfly on the surface of the river.

The Aoxue Han Sword in his hand slashed out in a trembling and trembling sound, turning thousands of sword shadows into a white mang's energy, like a milk swallow soaring into the sky, following the mysterious and incoherent trajectory, shooting towards the green leaf talisman cover that sealed it.

Fu Xi, who was at the Lancao Ferry, trembled slightly, his right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the Flowing Shadow Sword, a bitter and helpless expression appeared on his face, and the melancholy color of his eyes became heavier.

She knew that Feng Yi's situation was very bad, she was struggling to survive, and the current situation was very dangerous, and she was at risk of defeat and death at every turn.

Seeing this, the white light tiger also showed an impatient and worried color, the fierce light of the tiger appeared, and he roared angrily in the direction of a sword plum, and the sound wave of the tiger roar fused with the vitality of heaven and earth in the air, turning into a beam of strength that is substantial and irresistible, piercing the lonely space and the cold and clammy cold, and smashing the sword plum vest through the long rainbow.

Yi Jianmei sensed that danger was coming, and purely by feeling, he knew that if he was shot, even if he had true qi to protect his body, he would inevitably be hit hard.

He didn't allow him to think about it, and immediately drew his sword to slash back, but surprisingly did not make any wind-breaking sound, only to see a sword qi like a bird flying and a fish falling to immediately resist the powerful and incomparable sound wave energy of the White Light Tiger.

At the same time, with the help of blocking the remaining strength, his body flickered and quickly narrowed the distance between him and Feng Yi, and when he reached a zhang away, he unexpectedly stretched out his left index finger, infused infinite true qi, and without hesitation, he poked at Guo Yi's Nian Qi talisman with one finger.

The sword slashed through the sonic power, the finger poked into the green leaf talisman cover, the coordination of body flashing and speed, and the accuracy of time and direction judgment, all of which were perfect and perfect.

Feng Yi saw that although the other party only poked with one finger, his technique and moves were so exquisite that they could not be repeated, not only could he firmly attract his divine sense, but what was even more terrifying was that the other party's antelope horned sword qi was able to invade his own sea of consciousness, making him feel like he was in the midst of a stormy wind and waves for a while.

If it weren't for the fortitude, they would have given up resistance at this moment, or they would have tried their best to escape. But Feng Yi knew that both choices were absolutely impossible, so he could only cheer up and try his best to suppress the other party's true qi between his fingers.

Seeing that his mind was almost completely restrained by the other party, he was gradually weakening and dissipating, and his consciousness became blurred. In desperation, Feng Yi simply closed his eyes, tried his best to restrain his mind, hugged one and kept it, God and the will, the will and the god guarded, let himself be embedded in the heart of nature in an instant, continuously absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and strive to merge with himself as one, without distinguishing between the other and the other.

The Ruicai Huo Ran of the green leaf spirit seal suspended between Feng Yi's eyebrows was strengthened several times, and it instantly shone green.

Spiritual power, although intangible, is still felt.

A sword plum fingers sense the idea of Guo Yi strengthened, the charm is strong again, the heart is called "kid arrogant!", a long roar, the eyes became cold and severe, the momentum was gloomy and cold, the true qi between the fingers immediately ran at a higher speed, to the peak, the violent energy penetrated the infinite snow cold sword intent, wave after wave towards Feng Yi, more and more, more and more intense, the secret plan to seal Yi will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"Bang!"

The green talisman exploded in an instant, and the energy spread in all directions.

The river swayed, and the waves splashed.

Yijian Mei snorted, his fingers were broken, and his internal organs were like a hammer on ten thousand catties, not only the qi and blood in his body were churning, but also the madness was transmitted from the chest to every main vein and branch vein like lightning, and finally he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood for the first time, and his body also fell to the sky, like a violent wind rolling up a leaf, and finally fell on the river with a "snap".

Feng Yi was also uncomfortable, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was also shocked and flew away, and only landed on the broken half of the bamboo row ten zhang away. What's even worse is that his mental power has been exhausted by excessive consumption, and his qi has injured his meridians, his brain is buzzing under the huge waves, his ears, mouth, and nose are full of blood, and his whole body seems to have lost consciousness, and he feels weak and weak.

"Feng Yi, how are you?" Fu Xi's eyes were slightly red, tears filled his eyes, and he asked anxiously on the shore.

Feng Yi's head was swollen, his eyelids were quite heavy, and he lay weakly on half of the bamboo raft, and it took a while to recover his strength, and he replied breathlessly: "TOEFL, TOEFL! ”

Speaking of which, Feng Yi still benefited from soaking in various medicinal baths and eating and drinking all kinds of decoctions since he was a child, and the meridians of his whole body were different from those of cultivators, and he was able to resist the unstoppable rebound of the momentum just now. However, due to the excessive consumption of mental power, and the backlash of the sword qi of a sword just now, his sea of consciousness was seriously damaged, and he was temporarily unable to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, so he was surprisingly sluggish at the moment, and he also felt that his eyesight had decreased.

The whole world was darkened, and the night was rendered like ink.

On the surface of the river, a vast mist can be vaguely seen enveloping the entire river surface.

Suddenly, the slightly calm river swelled strangely, and a menacing wave appeared in Huodi. Then "bang!", I saw a sword Mei break through the river from the bottom of the water with the method of "water escape" of "hidden shadow and empty escape", her eyes were murderous, she turned around in the air, and stabbed with a sword without permission, and the angle and time of the pinch were incoherent!

The sword intent is monstrous, and the cold light is skyrocketing!

I can't imagine that Yijian Mei still has such terrifying strength so far!

Feng Yi dared to hesitate, let alone slack off, instinctively sat up suddenly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he was greatly shocked, he felt that the sword momentum of a sword Mei breaking through the river seemed to be blending with heaven and earth, there was no trace of the axe and chisel, and there was a feeling that there was no gap to be found.

In an instant, Feng Yi found for the first time that he had lost confidence in the moment of life and death between the two enemies.

Because of the close combat, Xiuzhen undoubtedly has an advantage over God cultivators.

Although the two of them both absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and turn into yuan power or mental power, a cultivator must go through three stages of transformation when he becomes a talisman, drawing a talisman, and imaging, and is slightly inferior to a cultivator in terms of the speed of attacking at close range.

The primary reason why most practitioners are reluctant to choose to practice the gods is the same. When the master has made a move, the other party's murderous aura has already been faced, but you are still thinking about the endowment, resonating with heaven and earth, and life and death have already been decided.

Therefore, due to the cultivation of symbols and mental powers, not only does the cultivator's essence, qi, and spirit require a certain level, but also his reaction power and sensitivity to things in heaven and earth are also extremely demanding.

In addition, if a Divine Cultivator wants to achieve a close glance that can turn into a sword qi or a force of heaven and earth and kill the opponent in an instant, he must reach the terrifying strength realm of the Divine Mind Master.

The sword is one zhang, and the sword qi covers the surface.

As long as you are a human being, there will be an end to your divine consciousness, whether you are cultivating the truth or cultivating the gods, the sea of true vitality or the sea of mental power will eventually dry up. At this time, Feng Yi's green leaf spirit seal in the sea of knowledge happened to have collapsed to a state of exhaustion, and he couldn't instantly accumulate wood spirit power, and when he was at a loss, he just instinctively stretched out his hands, subconsciously wanting to clamp the opponent's long sword.

But he knew that there was no true element available in his body, and this move was just an instinctive inertia, and it couldn't stop the other party's sword that pierced through Changhong.

There is no doubt that the only thing that awaits him is death, and endless despair!

It's over!

Is this the end of my life?

At this moment of great sorrow, life has just begun, is this the end?

Feng Yi smiled bitterly in his heart, after coming out of the valley, he actively wanted to do a good deed, but it turned out to be like what he was looking for, and even his life was on the line.

Death, it's a strange feeling that is strange and familiar.

He had thought countless times that he would explode and die under the torture of Dao and Demon Qi, but he never thought that he would be stabbed to death with a sword like this.

He was unwilling, very regretful, but what about it? Death was so absolute and cruel.

Half of the bamboo row gradually moved away, Feng Yi turned his head quietly, and looked deeply at Fu Xi and Bai Guanghu, who stopped to watch the battle on the shore, and smiled helplessly, saying goodbye.

On the shore, Fu Xi was silent and sad, and the white light tiger was screaming sadly.

Sword to.

It passed between Feng Yi's palms without resistance, and then stabbed smoothly into his chest without any suspense.

The sword goes into a point.

The sword qi entered the chest, and it suddenly seemed to be bombarded with a heavy hammer, the meridians of the muddy body were about to crack, and the chest was extremely painful, and it was extremely cold!

Death is so close.

At the moment when Feng Yixin told me to put my life to rest, thinking that I was going to die, a very familiar feeling of swelling and cracking made a stir in the sea of dantian qi, and then surged up to my heart and chest like lightning.

Dao Demon Twin Qi!

Feng Yi was shocked.

The Dao Demon Twin Qi in his body seemed to have found an outlet, and converged in the chest that was pierced by the opponent's Ao Xue Han Sword, and burst out in a whirlwind.

"Bang!"

The air is booming.

Yijian Mei was shocked, and in an instant, even the sword belt was shocked back by the extremely violent and powerful Dao Demon Twin Qi in Guo Yi's body, and his back hit the cliff until he slipped and fell by the river, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black, his head tilted, and he was unwilling to faint with doubts and regrets.

At this time, Feng Yi had already passed out with doubts and happiness under the violent shock of the backlash of the Dao Demon Twin Qi in his body.