Yin Jianping can be so domineering, and naturally has a strength commensurate with him. With this sword alone, it can be seen that its strength has far surpassed that of Hu Tianmeng, the original city lord who was defeated by the rebellion, if he is replaced by a martial artist of Hu Tianmeng's level, I am afraid that he will be directly defeated under this sword.

However, this level of attack is not enough for Feng Rebellion.

Just before the sword light fell, Feng Reverse stepped on it, and his speed suddenly increased to a terrifying level. In an instant, the shape of the seal reversed changed hundreds of times, and with each change in the body shape, the qi in the body was adjusted. The result of this change was hundreds of blurry afterimages shining in the air.

And Feng Wei is using this terrifying high-speed back-and-forth fluctuation to dissolve the grand sword light layer by layer.

"That's amazing!"

Seeing this situation, Qi Yuanzong and his party all changed their faces.

The sealing rebellion is not a meaningless high-speed change, but every change is aimed at the weakness of the sword light. That Mingyao sword light was condensed again, after all, it was a sword light formed by combining true qi with sword intent.

There are no perfect moves in the world, and Yin Jianping's sword is naturally not without flaws, for example, the sword light combination vitality is relatively rough, and there are many weak gaps. But that sword fell, like thunder slashing through the air, you just know that there must be weaknesses in the sword light, how can you have the spare strength to make corresponding changes to these gaps and weaknesses. But Feng Rebellion did it, subtly controlling every trace of his strength, without any waste, and without making any mistakes. That's what makes them have to change color.

Of course, even so, they didn't worry that Yin Jianping would lose, if the strength of the rebellion was really above Yin Jianping, why did they need such trouble, as long as they found the key change point of the sword light and blasted it over with one punch, they could crack this move.

The current rebellion is like dancing on the tip of a sword, and any mistake may lead to death.

"Boom ......"

After a sword that exceeded the speed of sound fell, the sonic boom that the sword qi suppressed the vitality finally sounded. The piercing sword roar, which kept spreading, easily covered the beach within a radius of thousands of feet, causing Deluo Qianyu and the others to retreat again and again.

Yin Jianping seemed to know that his sword would fail, so the fierce and sharp slash did not really fall, and after the sword momentum fell, it turned into a horizontal slash.

The straight slash turned into a horizontal slash, but it was a splitting air double-edged slash that Yin Jianping had practiced thousands of times. Two interlaced sword lights formed a huge cross. And within this cross range, anything can be cut into four pieces.

The remnants of the Dao Dao were shattered in the light of the cross sword, but there was no true body of rebellion. Yin Jianping's eyes condensed slightly, this sealing rebellion is really a bit tricky.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was suddenly a blurred figure in front of him.

The light and shadow close at hand allowed Yin Jianping to clearly see Feng Yi's deep but clear eyes. There's no fear, there's no murderous aura, it's just an endless depth. It was a terrifying power.

Without thinking much about it, Yin Jianping quickly swung his sword and slashed diagonally, and the sharp blade slashed directly at the front of him.

And Feng Wei also unceremoniously punched out, with a hard touch.

"Good time!"

Yin Jianping's eyes flashed with joy, the long sword in his hand was a high-grade treasure, and it was not a problem to cut gold and break jade, and the other party dared to touch it with his bare hands, it was simply looking for death. He believes that if this sword goes down, the hand of sealing rebellion will be broken even if it continues.

"Boom!"

However, the scene that Yin Jianping expected did not happen, and after a sound of gold and iron resonating, Feng Zhi's right fist was not only unscathed, but it shook his long sword away.

"How is that possible?"

Yin Jianping's face changed greatly, he never expected that the other party would actually block his top-grade treasure weapon long sword with his fist. In other words, the strength of the other party's flesh has reached the level of a high-grade treasure weapon? This is simply incredible.

However, at this time, he didn't have time to think about it at all, because, at the same time as the punch shook away Yin Jianping's long sword, the attack of the seal came again.

"Shock!"

With this punch, with a "pop", a circle of void ripples visible to the naked eye spread out with the seal as the center, fast as a dream, and like a lotus blooming in the void.

Although Yin Jianping's reaction speed was quite fast, he was still a step slower after all, and he didn't have time to gather strength to fight back, so he had to put the long sword in his hand in front of his chest and defend with all his might.

"Click-"

Feng Rebellion's fist cut through the infinite strength, and hit Yin Jianping's long sword hard, and the violent energy turned into a wave visible to the naked eye, rushing out in all directions. The void made all sorts of strange noises before this terrible wave, and it seemed that it could shatter at any moment. Within a radius of 100 zhang, layers of monstrous sand waves were set off.

"Pedal ......"

Feng Yi's fist hit like a wild monster, Yin Jianping's wrist was instantly shattered, and he almost couldn't even hold the long sword in his hand, and his whole person was shocked by a huge concussive force and retreated more than ten zhang in a row, and blood flowed in his mouth.

However, the attack of the rebellion is not over.

"The three unique forces of the proud gods - the opening of the mountain!"

More than ten zhang away, the expressionless one-handed seal on the back face blasted out, and with his punch, a black fist mark with a radius of several zhang suddenly appeared in the void. Under this jet-black fist print, the earth trembled, and infinite coercion came overwhelmingly, and Yin Jianping, who was in it, suddenly seemed to have come to the end of the world.

"Ahh

Under this terrible fist mark, Yin Jianping could not dodge, and there was no way to avoid it. In desperation, he shouted, the power of his whole body burned wildly, and the whole person was like a cyan flame, and the four-foot long sword in his hand turned into countless heavy shadows, sweeping towards the fist mark of the rebellion.

"Boom, boom!"

In the midst of the huge explosion, Yin Jianping's flame-like cyan true qi was unexpectedly dispersed. The power of the rebellion surged like a thousand waves, drowning Yin Jianping in an instant, and after Yin Jianping struggled a few times, the whole person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Senior Brother Yin!"

The sudden scene stunned Luo Qianyu and the other Qi Yuan Sect disciples. All this is a long story, but in fact, from Yin Jianping's shot to his defeat, the process in between is only a few seconds. In just a few seconds, the sect master of Qi Yuan Sect was defeated by Feng Yi, and such a result was completely unacceptable to Luo Qianyu and the others.

Not only Luo Qianyu and other Qi Yuanzong people, but also the other guys who were hiding in the shadows were also shocked. That's right, in addition to Qi Yuanzong's group of people, there are also some ill-intentioned characters hidden around, these people are all coming for Feng Rei's rich net worth, and they want to wait for Feng Rei to fight with Qi Yuanzong's people before reaping the benefits. However, the strength of the Feng Rebellion was far beyond their expectations, and the dignified Qi Yuan Sect Master's personal disciple was defeated so easily, and this kind of strength had to make people feel shocked.

All of a sudden, some people have begun to retreat in their hearts.

In fact, the reason why Feng Wei defeated Yin Jianping so easily was not because his strength was already strong enough to defeat a martial artist of Yin Jianping's level at ease. If you really want to say it, Feng Rebellious's strength is actually not much different from Yin Jianping, in the final analysis, Yin Jianping himself is too light on the enemy, otherwise, with his cultivation in the late stage of the dust and the sword intent in the middle stage, if he goes all out, even if Feng Rebellious can win, he will have to make at least a hundred moves.

Masters compete with each other, only in the slightest millimeter, and the slightest accident may determine the winner or loser. Yin Jianping's defeat is a defeat in a light enemy, if his opponent is someone else, he may still have a chance to adjust in the battle, but his opponent is Feng Rebellion, a ruthless character who absolutely does not leave room for the opponent, so one wrong step, all the games are lost, and even a fiasco of grievances before he has time to exert his strength is in the hands of Feng Rebellion.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

A hundred zhang away, Yin Jianping climbed out of the sand pit with difficulty, his handsome face was extremely pale, and a large mouthful of blood couldn't stop overflowing from the corners of his mouth. As a disciple of the sect master of Qi Yuan Sect, he naturally had one or two pieces of life-saving equipment on his body, such as the clothes on his body were top-grade defensive treasures, but the power of the "opening mountain" was too great, even with the protection of high-grade defensive weapons, he was still seriously traumatized. There are no three out of ten combat power.

"Ahem, if it weren't for the carelessness, I would never have been defeated in your hands......" Yin Jianping stared at Feng Yi with clenched teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness. He should indeed be unwilling, if he didn't underestimate it at the beginning, but treated Feng Yi as an opponent of the same level, he would definitely not have lost so badly that he didn't even use his own tricks. It's a pity that there are no ifs in this world, and the price of despising the enemy is a fiasco.

"Feng Rebellion, you dare to hurt Senior Brother Yin like this!"

At this time, Qi Yuanzong's group finally reacted, and seeing that Yin Jianping's injuries were so tragic, Luo Qianyu roared in anger. Yin Jianping's fiasco was something he hadn't thought about at all before, the sect master of the dignified four-rank sect Qi Yuanzong's personal disciple was seriously injured by a small character from the five-grade sect in three or two moves, if this matter spread, the entire Qi Yuanzong's face would be lost. The most important thing is that this incident is still because of him, and you can imagine how severely he will be punished after returning to the sect.

"Shut up!"

Yin Jian glanced at Luo Qianyu with a flat face, if it weren't for this bastard thing to cause trouble, how could he have fallen into such a situation, but at this moment, he didn't have the time to investigate Luo Qianyu's guilt, so he could only turn his head and look at Feng Shun with gloomy eyes: "I remember today's shame, and I will pay it back ten times in the future, let's go!" After speaking, he staggered and turned around, and was about to take Qi Yuanzong and his party away.

"Now that they're all here, can you still go?"

In the night sky, the wanton voice of the Feng Rebellion's murderous machine sounded.

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