Two voices resounded at the same time between the heaven and earth formed by the formation prohibition on this side.

A withered and rough palm suddenly stretched out from behind Cao Feng and gently patted him on the shoulder.

At the moment of contact, the bloodshot flowing from the seven orifices on Cao Feng's cheeks froze, and his eyes, which were already a little cloudy and dim, also had some aura at this moment.

Between heaven and earth, the faintly felt signs of crumble are like illusions, restored to their original state.

An old man's laughter sounded from behind Cao Feng: "Xiao Cao, I told you a long time ago not to be hard, why bother to get to this point, if it is slower, I am afraid that the entire Huaiyang City will lose a formation master, the formation is already difficult to cultivate, if you die violently for no reason, it will be a pity." ”

Cao Feng didn't look back, and said in a deep voice: "Hmph, I lost this time." ”

The second eagle retracted his rough hand behind him, and his short figure moved left and stepped out, in the same line as Cao Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, and looked at the vision of heaven and earth on the bluestone street with some lowered eyes, and exclaimed: "It's not that you lost, but it's also difficult for me to maintain the operation of the formation in this kind of aura shock, and I have a relationship with this kid when I was out of the city, but if I have to explain it too much, it is simply summarized that this young man who seems to be just an ordinary man, and his formation attainments are definitely above you and me." ”

Cao Feng squinted at the short old man standing next to him who was the same height as himself, he didn't expect that the second eagle in front of him, who had reached the peak of his formation attainment in the inner city of Fengyue City, would actually make such a high evaluation of an ordinary man in the market.

But he can't be questioned.

Now that Yang Yi has shown his strength, the wife of the Gao family has not hurt the slightest corner of his clothes with a single blow, and the strongest gunman in the Li family, Li Zhangheng, has handed out a shot before, and generally the four realms will only die on the spot.

How could it be that there would be a single Zhang Zhang who used domineering as an introduction to integrate the two formations to achieve a blow from the earth immortals?

The burly man Li Zhangheng's entire body had already been submerged by the red anaconda, and the steam of the tip of the iron spear in his hand lingered, stirring the surging river like a giant python falling from the sky.

The moment it touched Yang Yi, the bluestone floor couldn't withstand the power of this aura, and it shattered all around with the tip of the gun as the center, forming a deep and low pit in an instant, and the surrounding attics were like tofu being cut into tens of thousands of knives and turned into powder on the spot.

The distant tree attic collapsed, and a strong wave of air rose into the sky.

Even so, the subtle prohibition between heaven and earth is still as steady as Mount Tai, and the outside world is not aware of it at all.

Li Zhangheng sensed that the top of the spear seemed to be restrained by a powerful force, as if walking in a quagmire, and every step was extremely difficult.

But in the end, it's still moving forward.

"Is it another formation? Although I don't know what means you used to form such a high-level spirit pattern formation with a mortal body, it seems that this is already your limit. Li Zhangheng's spear body twisted suddenly, and the legs of the person who seemed to be stuck in the quagmire suddenly pulled out and took a step forward with all his might, as long as this step can be taken, Yang Yi will definitely die.

Yang Yi is just a mortal body, but whenever he touches a point, he will instantly turn into ashes.

The spear poked out, and the surging water was like a spiritual wisdom, and it opened its huge python mouth and bit it down fiercely.

A red line appeared on the bluestone street, piercing through the place where Yang Yi was originally standing.

A burly figure broke out from the dusty bluestone street, the tip of the iron gun in his hand had been smoothed out at some point, and the body of the gun turned into a cloud of black powder after the burly man Li Zhangheng gained a foothold, leaving only the head of the gun to fall to the ground, rusty and dilapidated.

This blow is far beyond the range that the spear can withstand.

And because the Li Qi is urging the domineering qi in the body to the extreme, the domineering qi in the body is surging and tyrannical, if there is not a little qi left to contain the domineering, at this time he may have died violently in the previous collision.

So his situation was slightly better than the spear in his hand, at least it didn't turn directly into powder.

The calendar turned back to its shape, and all kinds of impurities flew in the dust and smoke in the sky, and the residual heat wave vapor was like a white ribbon floating between the sky and the earth, and it would disperse when touched.

Cao Feng frowned, squinted his eyes and wanted to detect a trace of qi through the dust and smoke, to judge whether Yang Yi had died, but it was half fruitless, and he said: "Eagle Er, what do you think." ”

The second eagle didn't give an accurate answer, but said: "How many people can take Fan Zhimao's kid head-on and still live in Lingzhou?"

Cao Feng was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "The sword cultivation realm is already complicated, how can I understand this as a cultivator." ”

The second eagle carefully recalled what he had seen and heard on the fast track in the outer city, and couldn't help but smile: "The fourth realm of sword cultivation The sword spirit realm is divided into three realms, namely the first spirit master, the second sword master, and the three venerable masters, collectively known as the three sword spirit masters, which are well known to the world. ”

"However, many people are puzzled, why the fourth realm of sword cultivation only has three realms, and the cultivator's four realms of the Yuan Spirit Realm have to be divided into nine yuan, just in terms of number, isn't it that sword cultivation has taken a big advantage, and sword cultivation has a whole realm more than cultivators, and in the future, everyone in the world will simply go to practice swords, and what kind of golden pill to condense, what aura to gather, and what spirit pattern to open. ”

The second eagle sat cross-legged, so he was more than a head shorter than Cao Feng, and from a distance, he thought that his father was taking his children and grandchildren to enjoy the scenery on the eaves.

Gently patting his knees, the second eagle said nonchalantly: "Actually, the gap between the three masters of the Sword Spirit Realm is like a bottomless pit that is bottomless, many genius sword cultivators who are fortunate enough to enter the fourth realm have never taken half a step out of the first division until they die of old age, and there are even four realm sword cultivators who have never stepped through the gap that cannot be seen by the naked eye for most of their lives, and their mood is damaged. ”

"And cultivators, they don't need to be as desperate as sword cultivators, and the sword is on the wrong side, only the path of dealing with indefinite sword qi all year round. You only need to successfully produce the golden pill, condense the aura, turn the elixir, and gradually go up, you don't need to worry about too many things at all, and even some wealthy thousand-year-old wealthy families can use the elixir to forcibly improve the realm, and there are many ways to go. As some people say, the path of cultivation for cultivators is Yangguan Avenue, and sword cultivation is the chain bridge swaying in the wind among the towering and steep mountain cliffs. ”

"But if you walk over, the combat power of sword cultivation is far stronger than that of cultivators of the same realm, and even some side paths. ”

Cao Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "You mean, the eldest son of that old guy from the Fan family has reached the level of the second division of the four realms of sword cultivation, the sword master?"

The second eagle shook his head and said with a smile: "When I returned from traveling in the rivers and lakes a year ago, I was already in the Great Perfection of the Sword Spirit Realm Venerable Master Realm, and the Fan family was the only one. ”

Cao Feng twisted his fingers and repeated softly: "Is the great consummation of respecting the teacher...... If it is true, the status of the Fan family is by no means an embarrassing situation that is not up or down now. ”

"Wait, you just said that you blocked Fan Zhimao's knife and made a dragon and tiger?Who is this person?" Cao Feng thought of something, raised his head suddenly, his hair floated, and his eyes stared at the short old man on one side.

The second eagle didn't answer, just quietly watched the splashed dust slowly return to the bluestone street, and could faintly see the outline of the building wreckage, but Yang Yi was nowhere to be seen.

The old man on the hump rubbed his fingers against the beads hanging around his neck, his eyes narrowed into a slit full of admiration, and said with a smile: "In this way, even if it is over, I believe that in the near future, the status of the Li family will only rise, and we old men have to close the door, otherwise how can we be embarrassed by a big backwardness?"

Liu Feng stretched out his palm again at this time, and found that the black flame lingering between his fingers did not know when it dissipated, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief after noticing it carefully.

It's really uncomfortable to be haunted by such a method that can't see through the bottom.

It seems that no matter who you are dealing with in the future, you can't be careless, and today is a real lesson for Yang Yi to him, the chief steward of the Liu family.

"Next, let the Mu family take over this mess, after all, they have been in charge of this matter for the past few years, and our action this time will be regarded as a debt owed by him, and we will definitely come to the door to ask for it in the future." The old man standing in the middle of the eaves burst into laughter.

The middle-aged man on the left side held one hand in front of him and the other behind him, his eyes were firmly fixed on the palm of his hand, as if he had noticed a hint of clues, and Yu Cao Feng whispered together:

"It's not over yet. ”