If it weren't for Han Chengxi's sudden wild words, if it weren't for his obvious rising killing intent, Feng Ren might really succumb here, and he was willing to exchange the humiliation of one person's crotch for the safety of several companions. At least in his opinion, it's a good deal.

But now, it's all broken. Opportunities must be developed with your own hands. Even if you are crushed, you have to fight!

The unprecedentedly strong strength in the meridians spread all over the body, but there was also a large amount of tearing pain, Feng Ren finally understood why Brother Wudao had specifically told him at the beginning, unless it was absolutely necessary, do not use the dark attribute in the body in the state of opening the Canghai Dragon Yin, this extreme double-edged sword is extremely difficult to control.

Even, it is very likely that it will self-destruct due to the rampage of power......

But at this point, Wind Tenacity has no choice.

And feeling that the aura of wind toughness was surprisingly unreasonable, Han Negative Evil also inexplicably surged with a sense of unease. He really couldn't understand that the momentum of this moment would make him feel a little jealous of his instincts...... Even fear.

"What's the matter? Could it be that you are just an empty shelf now, and you are no longer able to fight in the battle just now? Feng Ren saw the hesitation in Han Yingxi's eyes, and deliberately spoke one after another. Because, he doesn't know how long his current state can last, and he must solve it quickly.

However, what Feng Ren didn't expect was that he really guessed a few points correctly. Even though he was able to cut it off with a single sword, and drove the remaining blazing sword rays to hit Feng Ren hard, but the force that swept through both sides of his sword blade still hit his right arm and submerged into the meridians.

The current Han Negative Evil, his strength is somewhat inferior to before.

The chain sword came out again, the orange-red streamer was still blazing, the arc-shaped whip-like blade swept through the air like lightning, and every oblique triangle sawtooth bloomed with hideous light flames, and Han Yingxie's attack was as fast as ever.

"Boring!"

Feng Ren snorted coldly, and a golden sword gang transformed from his right palm, separating the other party's menacing chain sword in a blink of an eye, but he did not immediately withdraw the sword, but pressed the sword blade against the chain blade, and the figure suddenly burst out, and the crisp friction sound of squeaking suddenly rang out from the collision of the two swords.

Seeing that the other party did not retreat but advanced, attacking as defense, Han Chengxi sneered and quickly withdrew the chain sword, and at the same time, the red flame long sword in his right hand was also slowly raised, and the light flame on the blade rose sharply.

At the same time as the chain sword was withdrawn, Feng Ren slightly tilted the Imperial Dragon Sword Gang that was pressing on the opponent's blade, and the strong force injected into it instantly exploded. I saw that his entire body supported the chain sword and jumped up, and the eight brilliant wings behind him spread out again, quickly swept out above the orange streamer, and another golden sword was also conjured up on the left palm of the backswing.

Suppressed by the strength of the sword, Han Zhixie only felt that his left hand sank, and the chain sword slammed into the ground under his eyes, and he couldn't withdraw it for a while, and Feng Ren's figure was close at hand, and the gorgeous and brilliant golden sword wind roared.

The Red Flame Sword slashed diagonally in front of him, and the arc moon-shaped flame wave suddenly appeared, and the fierce sword wind from the Wind Toughness Twin Swords actually collapsed in an instant under Han Yingxie's sword, but it was just offset, and neither side had any power left.

As soon as the scarlet blood wings behind him opened, Han Yingxie's legs retracted and suspended in mid-air, and he retreated sharply, widening the distance between the two of them. However, the crimson flame blade and the golden sword blade collided again, and a series of crackling sounds rang out, and a bitter strong wind fluttered in all directions.

Feng Ren's figure also retreated a few inches slightly at this impact, but it turned to gallop under the chain of fanning of the Illusionary Burning Sky Wings, and the dark red light flames soared on the edge of the eight wings, and countless afterimages appeared out of thin air.

"It's useless!"

Han Zhixie saw Feng Ren once again approaching rapidly with the help of the illusionary afterimage, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously pulled up a disdainful smile. I saw that his wrist trembled violently, and the sword blade condensed by the red flame danced into dozens of sharp mangs of different shapes and flew away, beckoning all those afterimages within his attack range.

The golden sword wind burst out again, and the power was no less than that of Han Yingxi's Red Flame Sword, and the wind and tenacity of the two swords were vertical and horizontal, all of which defeated the Dao Dao Limang who was blocking in front of him, and the sharp sword gang stabbed at the opponent's left chest.

I saw that Han Yingxi's long sword suddenly swung upwards and opened the sword of Feng Ren, and the chain sword that was finally withdrawn in time was also danced into a long arc and picked up, but it was dodged sideways by the other party and took advantage of the momentum to suddenly pull out of the air and fly up.

Seeing this, Han Negative Evil was also a fan of blood, and under the agitation of the surging strong wind, his body stabbed straight into the sky, and the tip of the long sword held in front of him burst out with a flowing red red ray, taking the lead in slashing towards the wind toughness above, and the momentum was very powerful.

Floating in mid-air, the eight wings of Feng Tenacity stretched slightly, and his figure slowly flipped like fluffy grass fluttering in the autumn wind, only to see that when his body slanted down, it shot out like a sharp arrow from a string, and the golden streamer broke through the air with it, and flew in the air with a pale golden afterimage.

In an instant, dozens of staggered golden sword rays appeared almost simultaneously everywhere in Han Yingxie's body, and what was even more breathtaking was the wind and tenacity of the afterimage, as if it was integrated with those sword rays, constantly slashing at the red figure in the back and forth, and the fierce wind seemed to be able to cut everything off.

At this time, Han Yingxie's eyes were finally extremely solemn, and he could only dance his two swords to defend unilaterally, but the slash of the golden streamer was getting faster and faster, more and more, so that he felt that his speed had almost reached the limit, and he was almost unable to hold the blade in his hand.

However, no one noticed that when each pale golden afterimage dissipated by itself, it left behind a thin layer of black-gray mist, but it was only like a flash in the pan, and it disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

The more the onlookers looked, the more shocked they became, whether it was the gorgeous attack in the fierce wind or the still watertight defense of Han Yingxie at the moment, there were very few people present who felt that they could be compared.

"Good boy, when did he actually control such a terrible swordsmanship, if it were me, I'm afraid I would have hated it a long time ago. Also, the golden sword in his hand...... How could a person possess the fourth condensation martial arts?" Ouyang Kuo looked at Feng Ren's might at this time, and sighed to himself.

And Lan Jin, who was originally extremely worried, finally showed a smile, and she muttered in a voice that she could only hear: "Why are you always able to do something incredible, but every time you have to worry about it......"

But just when everyone thought that the situation was beginning to reverse, Feng Ren's figure was strangely slowed down a lot, and it actually made Han Negative Evil seize the opportunity to provoke a sword with all his strength. The red arc moon-shaped sword light instantly shattered the dazzling golden light from before, and countless afterimages withered immediately.

Wind tenacity, which was hit by the residual force, fell backwards, and fell rapidly like a broken kite, and his face was covered with some distorted pain.

Han Yingxi, who suddenly succeeded in counterattacking inexplicably, didn't think about why this sword had such an effect, but understood that the opportunity was in front of him again. I saw that his right arm stretched out the long sword and stretched it out at the height of his shoulder, and the surging red flame on the blade transformed the entire sword blade to a length of nearly eight meters, but the shape at this time was more inclined to the arc moon long knife.

The blood wings closed and swooped down, and Han Chengxie slashed the sky with a sword, and the leaping light and flames stained half of the sky, like a crimson sunset at dusk.

"Give me death!"

The angry roar fell in the air, and the body that was so excited that Feng Ren's falling body couldn't help but tremble, but it also took advantage of this to come back to his senses, and when he was about to hit the ground, he suddenly flipped back and barely stepped on the ground to stabilize his body. At the same time, he danced his arm that was still a little trembling, and endured the sharp pain in the meridians, and the sword in his palm was like a circling dart, and a round of gold greeted the seeping red arc blade.

Ping!

The Emperor Dragon Sword Gang who got out of his hand only stopped Han Yingxie's red blade for a short time before it completely shattered, but the flames on the opponent's sword were also obviously a few points gone.

His left arm was raised, and Feng Ren was about to throw out another Emperor Dragon Sword Gang with his hand, but the sudden burst of heart-piercing pain in his forearm made his arm weak, and then it hung down. The pain came very strangely, not the feeling that his meridians were about to collapse due to the overwhelm of his own meridians in the previous shout, but as if something was about to come out of his body.

is such a delay, and Han Yingxie's slash is already close at hand. Helplessly, he gritted his teeth and raised his right arm again, and the scorching soul sword was held in his palm in the flash of red light.

The two swords collided again, but this time the wind toughness was completely at a disadvantage, and he was almost defenseless under the tearing roaring wind, and his body suddenly exploded, and the whole person crashed into a shop behind him, and the sound of doors, cabinets, tables and chairs shattering sounded for a while, and the pieces of debris that were raised were also stirred into dust in an instant.

The long sword was flicked back, and Han Yingye spread his wings and levitated in the air, his somewhat evil eyes were firmly fixed on the ruins below, but the red flame on the blade did not completely fade.

With a cold snort, the Red Flame Long Sword was raised high above his head again, and the sharp mangs that burst out at the tip of the sword reappeared, but this time it only increased the length of the blade to about three meters.

A sword slashed through the air, and the scorching scarlet sword instantly slashed through the half-collapsed shop, and the fierce wind poured down.

The third trick, the end.

Han Yingxie immediately landed, retracted his wings and walked back without looking, but the direction was towards Mu Ruzun, but he didn't seem to have the urge to do it again.

"You lost. ”

Who knows, Mu Ruzun suddenly burst out with a sentence.

Han Yingxie, who realized something in an instant, turned around suddenly, only to see that two figures could be seen faintly walking out of the smoke on the ruins, and the posture should still be one supporting the other.

Just as he was about to do it again, his shoulders were immediately clasped, and his five fingers, which were as hard as iron claws, were tightly fixed in place as if embedded in the flesh, and he could not take a single step.

And Mu Ruzun, who had a wicked smile on his face, spoke again: "Before, you only said that you would take the next three moves, and it seems that you didn't say a few people." What's the matter, you still want to regret it at this time?"

"You!" Han was speechless for a while, and he really couldn't find any new excuses.

In the smoke, Feng Ren smiled bitterly at the person who was holding his right arm and holding him: "Why are you here?"

The man snorted, "If I don't come, you'll really die here, without a word of thanks?"

"What is the relationship between the two of us, who is with whom. Do you still need the word 'thanks'?" Feng Ren is a little unappreciative.

And when Lan Jin saw clearly the figure that helped Feng Ren out of the ruins, his face changed slightly. That person, she had known for a long time.

Yu Wenkun.

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