The huge recoil force ejected by Lin Xiaofei shook a huge pit on the ground, and several people were shocked to see it.

Song Zishang was also shocked when he saw that Lin Xiaofei took the initiative to attack, and then snorted angrily, the arrow in his hand moved slightly, locking on Lin Xiaofei, his right hand was slightly released, and the arrow was like a bolt of lightning, like a gust of wind.

"Whew!"

The arrow flew out, grazing the air with a gray streak of light, and the air crackled as it was squeezed.

Lin Xiaofei's body did not slow down at all, but the short stick in his hand turned and stabbed straight towards the flying arrows. The short rod touched the arrow, and the arrow instantly turned into a gray light, and the light spread out, enveloping the short rod.

Lin Xiaofei's heart couldn't help but tighten, his breath condensed, looking at the short stick in his hand, this moment seemed to be as long as hundreds of years, so long that Lin Xiaofei almost forgot to breathe.

When he saw the gray light suddenly writhing uneasily and retracting inward, Lin Xiaofei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then he felt a Yuan Force pass through the short rod into his hand and into his body, and the gray in his body surged, devouring this Yuan Force in an instant.

Lin Xiaofei couldn't help but be overjoyed, the short stick not only resisted the attack of the Mixed Yuan Star Bow, but also absorbed and refined this attack and transformed it into Yuan Force.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a scorching heat wave swept in, and Lin Xiaofei was startled, this familiar energy was the attack of Song Ziqi's Chiyan Sword.

Time seemed to be leisurely forbidden At this moment, Lin Xiaofei's pupils contracted and expanded rapidly, the white part of his pupils turned gray, and his body instinctively twisted into a strange arc, almost at the same time, a crescent-shaped flame light curtain flew past his body.

In the next moment, the gray in Lin Xiaofei's eyes faded and turned white again, and time returned to normal with a "swish". Lin Xiaofei took two steps back, his eyes coldly scanned the surroundings, and he found Song Ziqi, who had moved to the other side.

Without any consideration and without any hesitation, Lin Xiaofei gave up continuing to attack Song Zishang, but the short stick in his hand spun around for half a week, grabbed the short stick with his forehand, and the whole person was like a cheetah that pounced on it, ejecting it and rushing towards Song Ziqi.

From Lin Xiaofei attacking Song Zishang to the present, Lin Xiaofei rushed towards Song Ziqi again, but it happened between breaths. When Lin Xiaofei turned to attack Song Ziqi, there were even many people who didn't react.

"Sister Ziqi!" Song Zixuan exclaimed, her face full of anxiety.

The fat man and the others also looked at Song Ziqi in shock, and Song Zishang also looked at Song Ziqi lightly.

Seeing that Lin Xiaofei not only dodged her attack, but actually took the initiative to attack. Song Ziqi's cold face couldn't help but condense slightly, and the Chiyan Sword in his hand turned for half a circle, and he also flew to meet it, and slashed out with a leisurely sword.

Lin Xiaofei's face was cold, and the short stick in his hand turned, sweeping from bottom to top, sweeping up, and collided with the Chiyan Sword in mid-air. A moment ago, he had mobilized the strength of his whole body, and the power of as many as four hundred horses was like a crashing river and ocean waves, rolling and rushing, and his whole body exuded explosive power.

The manic and powerful power surged around Lin Xiaofei's body, rubbing against the surrounding air to make a "beep" explosion, and it was like a spark splashed by forging steel flickering around his body.

And the cyan short stick also seemed to feel Lin Xiaofei's state of mind at this time, and it also flashed with a layer of cyan light that seemed to be hazy, and the light swirled around, and the short stick that was like a wooden stick on weekdays seemed to have become a divine weapon at this time.

And Song Ziqi didn't seem to dare to despise Lin Xiaofei, his face was condensed, a layer of fiery red halo poured out of his body, and the Red Flame Sword in his hand erupted into a layer of flames, the flames were scorching and burning, hunting and dancing, and a blazing and scorching aura spread out like ripples to the surroundings.

The two trialists, whether it was the fat man and the others, or Song Zichen and the others behind Song Zishang, all stared at Lin Xiaofei and Song Ziqi in shock.

The short rod swirled with cyan light, and the red flame sword flashed with flame light, and the two were like old enemies, and finally met halfway, colliding violently, and the two forces followed closely, banging against each other, and entangled together.

"Boom!" Finally, the two forces exploded without a win, and two powerful shock waves swept out in an instant, and the first to bear the brunt were Lin Xiaofei and Song Ziqi. Both of them quickly took a few steps back with their feet on the ground before they stabilized their figures.

The two people who were far away were also impacted by these two forces, first feeling a manic and breathless force rolling through, and then a force that was so hot that it almost burned the skin swept by.

"How can someone like you sneak attack?" Lin Xiaofei said coldly.

Song Ziqi couldn't help frowning, there was a touch of coldness under the cold, just like a thorny rose blooming on an iceberg, cold, gorgeous, but piercing.

"Sister Ziqi!" Song Zixuan shouted again, and wanted to rush over. Song Ziqi's head twitched slightly, and a cold look swept over. Song Zixuan couldn't help but be stunned, stopped her figure, didn't dare to move forward, and didn't say anything anymore, but her face was still worried, and she looked at Lin Xiaofei.

Lin Xiaofei glanced at Song Zixuan lightly, and then the short stick in his hand spun slightly, but this time Song Ziqi took the initiative to attack.

The red flame in Song Ziqi's hand trembled slightly, and suddenly a sword stabbed out, and the flames around the sword body were full of light, uncertain, hot and dazzling. Her feet were slightly on the ground, her body leaned forward slightly, and she flew forward, and the Chiyan Sword in her hand moved slightly, drawing a flame light curtain, and the light curtain rolled towards Lin Xiaofei.

Lin Xiaofei's face remained unchanged, the short stick in his hand tightened, and a feeling of flesh and blood suddenly surged, very familiar, so real.

The short stick shook slightly, and Lin Xiaofei also leaped up, and the short stick in his hand flew out, like a sharp sword slashing diagonally through the space in front of him, just as the flame light curtain was split in two.

However, Lin Xiaofei was still vigilantly staring at the two flame light curtains, and sure enough, before the two light curtains could disperse, a pale yellow shadow flew from the flames, accompanied by a flame light sword flying down.

Lin Xiaofei stepped forward and took a step, threw the short stick in his hand upward, grabbed the other end with his left hand, grabbed the short stick with both hands, and ran upward.

"Bang!"

The short stick and the flaming greatsword collided in mid-air, and the two forces exploded in an instant, spreading out. The power is manic and powerful, and it instantly swept and spread out, scraping over people's bodies, and everyone only felt pain in their skin, like a knife cut, like a fire.

And Lin Xiaofei and Song Ziqi still took a few steps back each before they stabilized their figures.

"Drink!" Song Ziqi suddenly let out a low snort, and the flame-like light around his body suddenly shone brightly and flickered. And the Red Flame Sword in her hand also erupted into an even more violent flame light