In the evening, the clouds above the sky were as red as fire, and a bloody sun hung in the western sky, incoherent and beautiful.

Li Feng and Bai Chen, one is holding an azure sword, the other is holding a snow-white whisk of dust, the spiritual power is mighty and murderous, and the clothes of the two people who are blown by the wind are hunting, and you are going with the intention of killing between you and me, and both sides are extremely confident in their own forces.

A person is as white as snow, and his body exudes a little white light, and his god is like a jade, like a son of a god. There was also a person with a red mist around him, murderous, and his indifferent eyes were like a hellish killing god.

Both of them are the best of their generation, although Li Feng does not have the title of Holy Son and Prince, but his strength is not inferior to them.

The white whisk was made of the invulnerable celestial silk, and it collided with Li Feng's azure sword with a sonorous friction sound, and the sparks bloomed like beautiful fireworks.

Bai Chen seemed to be fluttering and shaking the dust, but in fact, he was really playing with a strong spiritual power, and under guard, Li Feng's injured clothes were torn, leaving a bloody mark on his strong upper body.

"Today, I will tell you how heavy the weight of the word Holy Son is, and even you deserve to despise the Holy Son!"

Bai Chen's chin was slightly raised, he looked up at Li Feng with contempt, and spoke in an extremely cold tone.

Li Feng took a few steps back slightly, he didn't even look at the injury on his chest, stared at Bai Chen without saying a word, his eyes were full of boiling battle intent.

"Drink!"

With a soft shout, Li Feng picked up his sword and left, directly casting a broken army slash......

On the other side, Du Mou and the other six masters of the Bai family were also inseparable, none of these six people were vegetarians, especially the martial artist who was also in the middle stage of the Spirit Tribulation Realm with Bai Chen, who was perfect in swordsmanship, and the six of them attacked and killed Du Mou at the same time, which made him very difficult.

However, Du Mou can't be regarded as an ordinary person, his secret skills are endless, and there are many treasures to protect himself, and these are the accumulations of his years of tomb robbing.

The six masters of the Bai family, fighting one person at the same time, even the Holy Son is difficult to resist, and if he is not careful, he will be hated. And Du Mou just blindly resisted and persevered.

It's been more than half an hour, and dusk has become night.

High in the cool breeze on a moonlit night, Li Feng's clothes were in tatters, there were many blood marks on his body, his eyes were red, and he was holding the Azure Sword obliquely, staring at the white dust not far away.

And Bai Chen was also dressed in white and stained with blood, and there were sword wounds on his body, and blood was gurgling out.

"You're a lot stronger than last time. Bai Chen's cold mouth.

Hearing this, Li Feng raised his middle finger at him, then grinned and showed his white teeth, and said: "Holy Son is nothing more than that, take out your true strength, otherwise you won't survive a hundred moves." ”

After playing for so long, the two of them still haven't shown their hole cards, and they are only resisting with the art of attacking.

"Then let you see my true power, and I will let you know why I am called the Holy Son!"

Bai Chen shook the dust in his hand, and the dust suddenly turned into a silver-white long sword, with Ling Li's sword qi rolling spiritual power.

He no longer hid his cultivation and strength, and the qi, blood and spiritual power on his whole body suddenly improved a lot, and he was like two people before, and his sharp eyes looked at Li Feng as if he was looking at a corpse.

And Li Feng also unreservedly released his spiritual power and murderous aura, and suddenly he was like a red phoenix out of a cage, looking up to the sky and roaring. The spiritual power is surging and turbulent like the waves of the rising tide, and the murderous aura is swept unscrupulously, and the whole person seems to be shrouded in a layer of blood mist.

"Sword Master's Technique, Break the Army!"

Li Feng roared, holding the sword with both hands, the spiritual power in his body surged out, and the azure sword turned into a red big sword and slashed towards Bai Chen.

"Breaking your move is like tearing a piece of paper, and taking your head is like killing an ant. ”

"Kill the immortal sword, slay the demon with one sword!"

Bai Chen also performed a big killing move, and the silver-white sword turned into dust suddenly became extremely sacred, exuding a holy aura, as if he wanted to kill all the evil in this world.

A white glare gleamed out, illuminating the sword qi of the mountain range below and being slashed out by the white dust.

Two incomparable sword qi, one red and one white, collided together with a roaring wind, surging spiritual power, and a sword qi that was like a bamboo.

"Bump~"

A storm of energy swept from above the sky, spreading out with layers of ripples. The killing moves of the two are indistinguishable from victory or defeat, and it is difficult to hurt the other party in the slightest with their moves.

"I didn't expect you to hide your strength too. Bai Chen was extremely shocked, he felt that his move was enough to seriously injure or kill Li Feng, but he didn't expect it to be meaningless.

"I really don't know whether to call you conceited, or whether to say that you look down on people. ”

Li Feng smiled disdainfully, and then raised his sword and continued to kill.

The Phantom Sword Dance of the Sword Saint's Technique, the Great Drawing Sword Slash, and the Qinglian Sword Song were all displayed by Li Feng, but they did not hurt Bai Chen. And the several major killing moves of the Baichen Immortal Sword Decisive did not hurt Li Feng.

"Do you want to keep it?"

Li Feng frowned, and put away the Azure Sword as he spoke.

The duel between swords and swords, and the duel of swordsmanship and killing moves failed to win the white dust, and now it is time to show the final hole cards.

"Come on, let me see how strong you really are!" Bai Chen grinned, tilted his head and twisted his neck with a laugh.

At this time, he is completely different from the previous handsome son, as if he has changed, revealing an arrogant and lawless character from his bones.

"Crazy, crazy to lawlessness, is this the artistic conception you comprehend?" Li Feng said calmly.

As he spoke, his whole temperament also changed, becoming calm and heavy, becoming immobile like a mountain, exuding the majesty of an injury.

"The mountains and rivers of the years have been enlightened by you, hateful, today I will kill you and take a look at your mountains and rivers of the years!"

Bai Chen is really mad in the name, which is also the reason why he has the belief that he will win.

The battle of artistic conception is no longer a simple struggle of martial artists, this has climbed to the battle of the avenue, whoever has a deep understanding of the artistic conception of the avenue of heaven and earth will be stronger.

Li Feng shrunk into inches under his feet, his hands were clenched into fists, and he went away with unrivaled strength, each punch was full of quaint light, with a strong atmosphere of mountains and rivers, and none of the punches were as heavy as Mount Tai, under the blessing of artistic conception, Li Feng's punch was enough to shatter the mountain.

And Bai Chen naturally held the long sword in his hand, unfolding his own mad artistic conception, each sword was more sophisticated, and the speed of the sword was simply terrifying.

A layer of earthy yellow dim light shrouded Li Feng, and Bai Chen was also shrouded in a gray halo, which belonged to their artistic conception.

"Your artistic conception is very shallow, and it can't affect my mind. ”

Li Feng shouted angrily, his fist blasted his long sword open, and the sword collapsed heavily in his chest.

(End of chapter)