The giant palm of the red flame, covering the sky and the sun, with the magnificent momentum of burning everything, blasted towards the waves of three thousand.

Lang Sanqian was indeed surprised by the giant palm, but he was only surprised that Li Chiyan left a way back for Shen Feixue before he died.

Moreover, his surprise was also fleeting.

In front of ordinary people, perhaps this giant palm alone can scare away many people.

But he is different, he is also a cultivator of the Mortal Realm, and compared to Li Chiyan, his cultivation is still excessive, so he will naturally not be afraid of this Red Flame Giant Palm.

Excitement appeared on Lang Sanqian's face, "It is a pity that I couldn't fight you before I was alive!"

As he spoke, his left hand, which had been free, pinched his sword finger and pointed sharply at the right hand that was flipping his palm.

Ziyang!

Suddenly, the purple clouds in the sky rolled, and a fist-sized purple light was generated in the clouds, and as the clouds rolled, the purple light suddenly expanded, and the light became more and more abundant.

A purple sun hanging in front of you is more like brightening everyone's eyes.

The ball of light fell suddenly, swooping towards the flaming giant palm.

There was another loud bang that resounded through the sky, and the flame giant palm collided with the ball of light, and the ripples visible to the naked eye swayed, and the waves of qi rushed out like a mad beast, mixed with the previously broken countertop stones, and crashed into the surroundings.

This time, even with the protection of the soldiers, the surrounding spectators could no longer be unharmed.

The rumbling sound, the whistling sound of the air waves, the dust and smoke, and the purple mang, are the things that the people around can hear and see.

Bai Nan'an in the air is more serious, this is the battle between the mortal realms, and it is inevitable that the fish pond will be affected.

Looking at the huge pit below due to the collision between the giant palm and the purple mang, Bai Nan was in pain, "If I knew today, I shouldn't have promised Li Chiyan's kid!"

The military drill platform, but the private property of his White General's Mansion, was completely destroyed at this time.

Still, he stared intently downward.

At this time, he was blocked by smoke and dust, and he used his perception to find the figure.

Soon, he found it.

"It's not dead!" Bai Nanan exclaimed in a low voice, and the distress on his face turned into shock.

The following two signs of life prove that Shen Feixue is still alive.

In his mind, even if Shen Feixue inexplicably used that move comparable to the giant palm of the Mortal Realm, he was still in the center of the explosion, and the aftermath was enough to kill him.

The smoke and dust slowly drifted away, and Bai Nanan finally found the person he was looking for through his sight, "Is it the Eight Gate Sword Formation?"

Looking at a giant sword erected in front of Shen Feixue, the word "surprise" on the red body of the sword, he instantly understood.

At this time, the aftermath basically dissipated, and the eyes of the people around them returned to the stage, and they let out the same exclamation as Bai Nan'an.

"Isn't this dead yet?"

Compared with the people around him, Lang Sanqian was also a little confused.

This move Ziyang can be said to be the most destructive move he has made so far, and it was not surprising for him to defeat the flame giant palm, and it was also easy to blast Shen Feixue into slag.

But on the contrary, Shen Feixue actually relied on the terrifying sword of the Eight Sword Formations to block it, how could this not shock him.

In Yunzhou City, apart from Lin Xiaowu, I'm afraid he knows the Eight Sword Formations best, but that thing can still block his full force?

The most important thing is that Shen Feixue casts the Eight Sword Formations, and he has a single sword of shock, what about the others?

Lang Sanqian looked around slightly, convinced that there was only one sword of shock.

However, at the moment when he tilted his head slightly, there was a sudden sound of breaking ground under his feet.

There is fraud!

It's too late to turn back, and the three thousand tricks have already started.

"Purple Protection!"

The purple shield appeared on his side out of thin air.

At this point, he turned around, and sure enough, two giant swords behind him had broken through the ground.

One red and one brown, one in front and one behind, the sword body has the words "scenery and death" respectively.

It was the Sword of Scenery and the Sword of Death.

With a dull thud, the sword of death slammed into the purple shield.

The purple shield has no effect.

The corners of Lang Sanqian's mouth lifted, and he sneered: "As far as the Eight Sword Formations are concerned, you are even more proficient than Lin Xiaowu! But in this way, you can't hurt me!"

Shen Feixue was able to hide the Eight Sword Formations, which was already a great breakthrough for Lin Xiaowu.

"Really?" Three zhang away, Shen Feixue, who was in the pit, also sneered.

This smile made Lang Sanqian a little confused.

Don't?

Lang Sanqian suddenly remembered something, and he turned to look behind him.

At this time, another sword of Jing that broke through the ground had arrived, and what Ling Lang Sanqian didn't expect was that the sword of Jing suddenly went towards the sword of death.

Rumble~

Just as the Sword of Jing collided with the Sword of Death, Lang Sanqian could already feel a huge force attacking from the Purple Shield.

And the most terrifying thing is that in just an instant, the purple shield cracked.

Shen Feixue's sword of death was able to break through his own purple protection?

Lang Sanqian fell into shock again, his body subconsciously made movements, and the whole person floated back.

However, just as he took off and rose two feet from the ground, Shen Feixue in the pit also moved.

The star-chasing sword shadow unfolded, rushing towards the three thousand waves in the air, and when he reached the three thousand waves, his legs were slightly bent, and after a short period of accumulation, his body rose sharply.

At the same time, Tianluo had already appeared in his hand, and Sen Han's sword light covered the entire sword body.

Flash!

Pointing straight to the three thousand waves in the sky!

The location is also where the dantian yuan baby is located.

And the three thousand waves in the air also noticed Shen Feixue below and understood Shen Feixue's intentions.

The Sword of Scenery and the Sword of Death are just bait!

Lang Sanqian understood that he had fallen into the trap, but he did not panic.

"Purple Protection!" The purple shield appeared in front of him again, and the first place to appear was naturally the part of the Yuan Infant that Shen Feixue was going to attack.

For cultivators in the mortal realm, it is inevitable to cultivate the Yuan Infant, and protecting the Yuan Infant is also a compulsory course.

How can it be possible to casually let people hit Yuan Ying?

The purple shield condensed so fast that half of his body was enveloped in the blink of an eye.

Despite this, Shen Feixue did not give up, the sword qi value in the system poured out, and the sudden light was even more dazzling, even if he had a shield, he would stab this sword out.

The speed at which the Eight Sword Formations made the sword intent pass was something he had seen before, and it was the same today.

Moreover, using the mutual restraint of the eight doors and five elements made his sword intent value disappear even greater, and it would be difficult to create such an opportunity if he gave up this time.

Before blocking Ziyang's explosion, others only seemed to have the Sword of Shock, but it was a fact that he secretly used the Sword of Death of the earth attribute, and the earth was born of gold, which strengthened the defensive power of the Sword of Shock.

In the same way, the Sword of Death that broke through the three thousand purple protectors of the waves was also strengthened under the Sword of Jing, and the fire gave birth to earth, which strengthened the power of the Sword of Death.

Now, he didn't have enough sword intent to create such an opportunity.

So this sword, no matter what, he will not take it.

The flash of the sword had already made contact with the purple shield, and the huge resistance made the sword body hum.

The rich experience made Shen Feixue immediately know that in a flash, he couldn't break the purple shield!

Despite this, Shen Feixue still did not give up.

He had no choice but to retreat, with a flip of his wrist, the blade of the sword was provoked, and Tianluo, who was carrying the sword light, teased Lang Sanqian's cheek, which was not yet covered by the purple shield.

No matter what, he is not willing to give up such an opportunity, even if he can only give his opponent a small injury in the end, he will do it.

Shen Feixue's basic sword style had already reached the pinnacle, and the moment he made up his mind, the sword had already appeared on Lang Sanqian's cheeks.

A string of blood splattered!

Although it hurt Lang Sanqian, according to the feedback from the sword body, Shen Feixue knew very well that this sword might only hurt Lang Sanqian's fur.

He prepared a back move, and the speed at which the purple shield condensed was no less than the change in his sword style.

At this time, with the help of the jump of the star-chasing sword shadow, the strength was exhausted, and the body appeared to fall.

Seeing that there was no more chance, he had no choice but to give up!

After hitting the ground, a few refractions retreated, and it was not until three feet away that he sighed very dissatisfied.

But at this time, the surroundings were already silent.

There was a great shock written on their faces.

Unexpectedly, Shen Feixue could hurt Lang Sanqian like this.

From Lang Sanqian withdrawing and taking off backwards, to Shen Feixue raising his sword to attack, and finally hurting Lang Sanqian and retreating, the whole process was just a blink of an eye.

Therefore, it seems that Shen Feixue's movements are extremely clean and neat.

It was this cleanliness that shocked everyone.

In their eyes, this series of actions, Shen Feixue seemed to be at ease.

How did a person who fought head-to-head and could still hurt a cultivator of the Mortal Transformation Realm was trapped in the crowd before?

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out!

And in the eyes of some masters, they see far more than this, such as Bai Nanan.

Although he was also shocked, what shocked him was Shen Feixue's control of the battle and the changes on the spot.

Using the dust and smoke as a cover, he secretly laid down the Sword of Scenery and the Sword of Death, forcing Lang 3,000 to leap back, and then find this opportunity to be unable to respond to this short period of time in the air, and attack it.

Even if these are all coincidences aside, the sword behind the light that was originally stabbed at the lower abdomen Yuanying saw that it could not break the shield and hurt it in other places, which surprised Bai Nan'an.

"This rich combat experience is probably no less than anyone present. Bai Nan'an muttered, he could already foresee that if he waited for this person's cultivation to improve, he was afraid that he would be an earth-shattering sword cultivator again.

"At that time, I'm afraid it will be possible to compete with the Flying Snow Sword Immortal!"

Bai Nanan spoke highly of Shen Feixue in his heart.

At this time, Lang Sanqian also landed in the silence of the hall.

He touched the sword mark on his cheek, and although it was not deep, it was as deep as cutting his heart.

Since he stepped into the mortal realm, he has not been injured, let alone being injured by a person whose cultivation is not as good as his own like today, and it is still on his face!

This is still in full force, without the slightest relaxation.

This......

The three thousand waves of murderous aura have skyrocketed!

His palms suddenly clasped together and he shouted, "Purple crack!"

However, there was no change in the surroundings, and Lang Sanqian stopped first.

At this moment, his face changed suddenly, and he looked like he was out of the way, staring at Shen Feixue who was three feet away.

"You ......" he opened his mouth, but did not continue, and the whole person quickly retreated.

At this moment, everyone didn't know what to change their expressions again.

The appearance of Lang 3,000 is to be crazy away from Shen Feixue!

Staying away is fear, and being afraid will stay away!

But why is he afraid of Shen Feixue???