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Nie Feng was also quite surprised that the sword finger could achieve such an effect, but this was not the time to study it carefully, and the place where his eyes were fixed was Luo Ren, who was gradually struggling to get up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Phew!"

Spit on the sludge, Luo Ren gritted his teeth unconsciously.

"Stinky boy, I didn't expect you to really have two hits, but that's the end of it!"

The collision just now not only made Luo Ren suffer a loss, but also made him angry. He never expected that with his sword dao cultivation that was one point higher, he would still be taken advantage of by the kid in front of him, and what made him even more puzzled was that the kid in front of him seemed to have quite strange exercises, and he could extend the sword qi phantom from the front end of the original sword again, and not only that, it seemed that the sword qi phantom completely ignored his own strength defense, and rushed directly along the sword body, which was the first time he encountered it in many years.

But no matter how weird it is, today, it is inevitable to separate life and death from the kid in front of him, so he plans to use his old roots.

The silver-white long sword in his hand swung, and a faint bronze slowly condensed in the palm of his hand, and in less than two blinks, even if he quickly climbed up, rendering the original silver-white sword body into a faint green yellow, but at this moment, Luo Ren's originally solemn gaze at Nie Feng gradually retracted on the blue-yellow long sword, and then his gaze was fiercely condensed, and the palm holding the long sword suddenly trembled at this time, only to see the two inches and three swords that originally spit out, and suddenly stretched forward at this moment.

Two inches five!

Two inches eight!

Three inches!

The sword light finally stayed above the three inches, and in just one breath, Luo Ren's cultivation was directly improved from the two heavens to the three heavens, and the sword qi fluctuations were naturally more than a little stronger than just now.

"Hahaha, stinky boy, next year's day is your sacrifice day!

As soon as the words fell, the silver-white long sword that spewed out a three-inch sword light brought up a powerful wave of qi and flew towards Nie Feng's chest.

Nie Feng, who was calm for a while, couldn't help frowning slightly at this moment, Luo Ren in front of him really had a unique means, and he was able to quickly improve his Heavenly Cultivation in such a short period of time, which could not only give the opponent a sense of frustration in terms of momentum, but also have an unexpected effect in one fell swoop, except for Nie Feng in front of him, of course.

"I didn't expect that this old boy actually has a way to forcibly improve his cultivation, but it seems to be a little worse than my Triple Reunion Yuan Method!"

With a secret sigh in his heart, Nie Feng didn't dare to slack off, the flying gold sword in his hand shook, and he swung it against the long sword that was flying towards him.

"Ding!"

Another crisp metal crash sounded, and an even more violent wave of air churned out again, rushing towards the opposing sides. But in the face of the opponent's sudden strength, Nie Feng was a step behind after all, even if he used his sword finger again, he still only lasted less than three breaths, and was knocked out by Luo Ren's strong impact force.

This time, it was Nie Feng's turn to fall into the corner with a "bang".

However, it seems that Luo Ren did not get much benefit, and the strange characteristics of the sword finger were like a tarsal bone, still passing through his power barrier, spurting backwards along the sword body, and hanging on his shoulder again, under the horror, he had to desperately retreat his body a few steps again, and then he stabilized with trepidation.

However, when he raised his eyes and saw Nie Feng who had fallen in the corner, his original apprehension quickly changed to a look of pride, and the blue-yellow long sword in his hand swung slightly.

"Hmph, toast without eating and drinking!"

striding forward, he wanted to get close to Nie Feng, and make up for a deadly sword to completely end this ignorant boy from Mufu. Let a young man who can be called a genius die in his own hands, Luo Ren's heart inexplicably flashed a trace of strange pleasure, as if he had drunk cold sour plum soup on a summer day.

Judging from Nie Feng's age, cultivation, and temperament, he Luo Ren also had to admit that the young man in front of him had a talent that was difficult for ordinary teenagers to achieve, and in time, the young man in front of him would definitely be able to make a difference. But as soon as he thought of the hardships he had endured when he was young to improve his cultivation for the sword master, Luo Ren couldn't help but gradually derive a faint jealousy in his heart, which had nothing to do with fame and fortune, but was purely a kind of dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart against the unfairness of God, and this emotion strengthened his determination to get rid of it at this moment.

"Who told you to mess with me? Blame the bastards who sent you the mission in Mufu!"

Muttering to himself, Luo Ren's silver-white long sword was raised slightly, and the next moment it would fall on the neck of the young man lying on his side, ending this young life under the sword.

However, just as Luo Ren's long sword approached, Nie Feng, who originally seemed to have fainted, seemed to have eyes behind him, and avoided it with a roll, and then rose up with a rolling momentum, standing steadily away from Luo Ren, this distance was even closer than the distance when the two of them fought just now.

"You're going to kill me, you don't have that ability!"

The Flying Gold Sword was sharp and ferocious, and the sword light at the front suddenly skyrocketed to three inches and three, carrying an extremely strong force, and stabbed at Luo Ren, who was wide open to the empty door.

Luo Ren, who was originally quite proud of his attack, didn't seem to expect that Nie Feng not only didn't faint, but his cultivation skyrocketed a lot in an instant, so even if he was prepared in advance, when the long sword in his hand was slightly raised, he was still a little slower, and even his strength was a little weaker.

"Boom!"

The two long swords only rubbed lightly before they separated, and the pale golden long sword hit Luo Ren's stomach with lightning speed.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The terrible screams resounded through the cave, and even Nie Feng, who was close by, felt that his ears were buzzing, but before he could react, a black shadow flashed, and Luo Ren's body quickly broke away from the attack distance of the Flying Golden Sword, and appeared directly outside the three zhang.

Nie Feng was slightly stunned, raised his eyes to look, and it turned out to be the middle-aged man who didn't say a word from beginning to end, and pulled Luo Ren back. But even so, Luo Ren, who had suffered a heavy blow, had already lost the strength to fight back, and the silver-white long sword was quickly thrown away by him, covering his abdomen with one hand, and quickly taking out a bunch of wound medicine with the other hand, desperately smearing it on the wound, and his body gradually softened to the ground.

"Brother Tu...... Brother Tu...... Help me kill this ...... Stinky boy!"

Luo Ren, who was full of hideousness, was almost hugging the thighs of the middle-aged man who was close at hand, shaking and praying, looking like a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy, even if he was a middle-aged man on the same side, he couldn't help frowning secretly.

After Luo Ren lay down on the side weakly, the middle-aged man finally got rid of the entanglement of the former, his eyes coldly swept the young man on the side, and finally spoke.

"Xiaoyou, please keep your hand! In Xialongma, the big protector of the Dharma Protector will not stay, and please ask Xiaoyou to look at my face and bypass Brother Luo's life?"