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in the outermost region.

Wang Tianfeng has been here for more than 20 days, although the power of the artistic conception of the wind here is very low, but compared to the outside, it is much better, and it is of great help to the comprehension and improvement of the artistic conception.

"It's a little bit higher, and my artistic conception of the wind has reached sixty out of five! Hahaha! I have reached the level of a top genius. Wang Tianfeng felt a burst of joy in his heart.

"Huh?" At this moment, Wang Tianfeng suddenly felt a killing force approaching him.

Suddenly opened his eyes, and in the depths of Wang Tianfeng's gaze, a figure was slowly approaching him.

This figure is wearing a sword moon white sword robe, looking very elegant, holding a sword in his hand, his hair is swaying in the wind, it looks very elegant, his figure is not tall, and there is no heavy evil and anger, but there is an incomparably sharp aura and temperament surging out, which makes people feel a little dazzling.

"It's you! sent to the door to find death?" Wang Tianfeng stood up, his pupils shrank, and he obviously recognized Lu Hao.

Instinctively, a majestic sword intent momentum burst out from Wang Tianfeng's body, facing Lu Hao from afar.

"What's going on? Is there going to be a big fight?"

"Isn't that Wang Tianfeng, the son of the Wang family, someone actually came to provoke him?" In this outermost secret realm of the wind, there are still many disciples who have comprehended the artistic conception of the wind, and they are all a little surprised to see this scene at this moment.

"I recognize that kid, it seems that he was chased and killed by Wang Tianfeng and Wei Shaohao in the Secret Realm Hall before, and now he actually took the initiative to find Wang Tianfeng, is he looking for death?"

Of course, Lu Hao didn't take these messages to heart, there was only Wang Tianfeng in his eyes, and he only said one sentence: "Wang Tianfeng, I want to kill you." ”

The tone was so plain, but the killing intent was so intense, as if Wang Tianfeng had been sentenced to death.

"Hahaha......" Wang Tianfeng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and he sneered angrily, "Today, one of us is indeed going to fall, but it will never be me, but you!"

The last word exited, Wang Tianfeng's whole person had swept out like a gust of wind, his biggest advantage was the artistic conception of the wind, in this secret realm of the wind, it was like a tiger with wings for him, and the speed increased by three or four percent.

"The Wind is furious!"

In less than a blink of an eye, Wang Tianfeng's figure flashed seven or eight meters in front of Lu Hao, and slashed down with a sword.

At the moment when the sword yuan was condensed, the surrounding airflow surged wildly, and countless wind blades condensed at the tip of Wang Tianfeng's sword, and the artistic conception of wind in the secret realm of wind could be improved a lot, and Wang Tianfeng's sword made full use of its own advantages to raise the artistic conception of wind to the level of six into seven.

In the next moment, the wind howled angrily, and countless small wind blades formed a giant wind blade slash three or four zhang high, slashing downward, and the artistic conception of the wind also had a great bonus to the speed of the sword, almost a thousand seconds, and it arrived in front of Lu Hao, as if to tear him into pieces.

A blue arc of purple sword yuan was born, Lu Hao's reaction speed and sword drawing speed were absolutely first-class, even in the most critical time, he was also able to exert a super counterattack ability.

The blue arc sword element with purple was very small, only more than a zhang long, but it was like a sharp pair of scissors, easily cutting the giant wind blade formed by Wang Tianfeng's sword into pieces.

Whew!

The blue-purple light sword yuan slashed back and forth, shattering the giant wind blade in one moment, and pulling out a brilliant arc of light in the next moment, slashing towards Wang Tianfeng.

A violent collision sounded in response, and in Wang Tianfeng's shocked gaze, he was shocked by a powerful force.

"Sixty out of five thunder artistic conceptions!How is it possible!How can your artistic conception improve so quickly!" Wang Tianfeng stopped his body and exclaimed incredibly.

Lu Hao's rise speed is much beyond Wang Tianfeng's imagination, in just a few months, Lu Hao's cultivation has first improved, and now even the artistic conception comprehension has reached the level of a top genius, how can this not shock Wang Tianfeng?

In addition to the shock, there is also a trace of jealousy in Wang Tianfeng's heart, according to Lu Hao's improvement speed, he will soon be able to surpass him and be called the top batch of geniuses, maybe he can be the king and dominate the Sword King List, and it is strange that a genius of this level is not envied.

Shock and jealousy finally turned into boundless anger and killing intent, Lu Hao's rise was too fast, so fast that Wang Tianfeng felt the threat of suffocation, only by killing Lu Hao, he could feel at ease, and he could regain his self-confidence.

All the thoughts flashed in Wang Tianfeng's mind between the lightning and flint, and in just an instant, his killing intent was once again raised to a peak, and his figure burst out again, flashing three times in succession, coming to Lu Hao's side and launching a second attack.

"This time I want you to die!

With a burst of shouts, Wang Tianfeng's wrist trembled wildly, the brilliant sword light rose into the sky, and the power of the manic wind artistic conception surged out, instantly condensing on the tip of his sword, but this sword actually contained other artistic conceptions, and a layer of faint golden light shone in it.

As Wang Tianfeng's last word jumped out, this sword also slashed out, roaring out like a dragon in the wind, and a golden sword light that could shatter gold and stone pierced out of the dragon's mouth.

This move is a big killer move that integrates the two artistic conceptions, containing the artistic conception of the wind and the artistic conception of the gold of sixty into two, everyone knows that the artistic conception of the wind is the most important artistic conception of Wang Tianfeng, but they don't know that his comprehension of the artistic conception of gold is also so deep, and he is also a genius with very high attributes of the dual artistic conception.

The deeper the level of artistic conception comprehension, the more difficult it is to integrate between the two, at the level of the Xuandan Realm, those who can successfully fuse the two artistic conceptions, and use them flexibly and maturely, can use this move as their own killer move, unless the other party is also a top genius, otherwise they can definitely defeat the other party.

This sword is also one of Wang Tianfeng's most powerful killing moves, he broke into the top seventy-two with this move, and now five years have passed, his abilities in all aspects have been improved, and the power of this move is more than several times stronger.

The wind dragon roared, and the golden mangs shot fiercely.

"It's strong!But for me, it's not enough!" Lu Hao said lightly in the face of this sword.

I saw Lu Hao holding the Pure Sword in both hands, and his spirit suddenly rose up, merging into it, and the brilliant blue-purple light condensed on the tip of the sword, and a trace of fire condensed it.

"Purple Thunder Burning the Sky!

Lu Hao let out a low shout, and a purple thunder light shone out, containing a flame that seemed to be able to burn everything in the world.

This sword also fuses two artistic conceptions, the artistic conception of thunder and the artistic conception of fire, but the difference is that after Lu Hao's artistic conception of thunder reaches sixty percent, it has mutated and become a new purple thunder artistic conception, which is more powerful than the ordinary artistic conception of thunder, and the artistic conception of fire has also mutated and become the artistic conception of fire.

The fusion of the two mutated artistic conceptions was terrifying, and in an instant, the entire space of the artistic conception of the wind seemed to change, and suddenly, there seemed to be thousands of purple thunder flashing above, and there was an infinite sea of fire below.

In front of Lu Hao's killing moves, Wang Tianfeng's wind breaking killing was like a pediatric, in a series of roars, his killing moves were shattered by Lu Hao's attacks, and they were out of shape, and in the next moment, all the purple thunder flames fell to Wang Tianfeng.

Although Wang Tianfeng burst out with all his strength, blocking Lu Hao's remaining wave of attacks, it was difficult to suppress the tremor and vibration in his heart at this moment, Lu Hao was not only so strong in artistic conception comprehension, but also so powerful in use, and the fusion and application of the two major mutated artistic conceptions were also so handy.

The disciples who saw this scene on the side were also stunned, originally they were also more optimistic about Wang Tianfeng, who knew that after two rounds, it was Lu Hao who had the advantage, and he steadily suppressed Wang Tianfeng.

"It seems that another genius disciple is about to rise!" a disciple sighed.

What they don't know, however, is that even more surprising is yet to come.

After breaking Wang Tianfeng's killing move, Lu Hao didn't have any emotional fluctuations, but said lightly: "I said, I will kill you today, the next sword, and the last sword." ”

"Three fusion kills! Annihilation! Kill!"

Ling Yan's words, Sen Han's killing intent suddenly burst out on Lu Hao's body, his clothes were windless, and the momentum surged, and a dark golden sword yuan containing blue-purple light quickly condensed at the tip of his sword.

And as soon as Lu Hao's words came out, all the disciples of the other forces present were moved, what is the concept of three fusion killing moves? That is a killing move that can only be comprehended by a strong person at the Venerable level, unless it is a genius martial artist of the Xuandan Realm at a special demon level who can comprehend and use it, could it be that this kid is that kind of terrifying genius at the demon level?

Before these disciples could react, the dark golden sword element containing the power of destroying the heavens and the earth had already formed on the Pure Sword, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed towards Wang Tianfeng.

This sword yuan is not spectacular, the length of the dark gold is only more than a zhang, but it has reached the highest level of sword yuan concentrating, and there is no momentum, but everyone knows that this is a killing move.

The artistic conception of the whistling wind made this sword sweep rapidly, the artistic conception of gold that tore through the void showed the momentum of endless edge, and the artistic conception of violent thunder was ready to explode.

That dark golden sword yuan became bigger and bigger in Wang Tianfeng's eyes, as if the call of death, at this moment, Wang Tianfeng felt fear for the first time, the fear of death.

"Why! Why is he so strong! Why can he fuse three artistic conceptions!" Wang Tianfeng's heart roared, but his face was as dead as ashes.