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Thousands of sharp swords were arrayed one after another under the guidance of the Evil Que Battle Sword, and the sword intent in the sky above the Broken Sword City was endless, and it was also terrifying in the hearts of countless strong people below.

With such a blow, they asked themselves that it was absolutely impossible for them to take it.

The Holy Martial Arts is itself a pinnacle existence, not to mention that it comes from the hands of people of the Dao level emperor rank.

However, Feng Ren suddenly smiled, and his shoulders kept shaking.

"Is this also a holy martial arts? You claim to have finally mastered it, but in my opinion, it's still a false appearance. If it is a true holy martial arts, I also have self-knowledge, and it is definitely impossible to resist it from your hands. But now, your move is only at most the power of the ninth rank intermediate, so it is impossible to win me!"

The darkness swept out, and the roaring sword sound was like a ghost crying god, and endless pitch-black shadows appeared out of thin air, converging on the cold tip of the sword.

At the moment when Feng Tena's body traveled through the sky with the sword, in the tumbling black, a twisted huge figure could be faintly seen, and the two hideous evil eyes that opened opened would descend on the sky above this Folding Sword City.

At that moment, thousands of sharp swords began to tremble, and the slight whistling sound was no longer a show of power, but fear.

Looking at this sword getting closer and closer, Fu Longning couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, how could he have thought that Feng Ren still had such a sword power.

However, at this time, the situation is undoubtedly difficult to ride a tiger, whether he wants to or not, the powerful martial arts that he has completed with momentum in his hands is already on the bow and has to be sent.

Besides, if he doesn't come out of the sword, he is doomed to death.

"I want to see if you can break through this sword formation of mine!"

As soon as the evil sword was raised, thousands of sharp swords shot out one after another, and the brilliant streamers converged into a new huge long sword in the long air, and the deep cold and fierce shook together.

Ping!

In an instant, the two sides clashed swords, and the moment they collided head-on, a faint groan made everyone in the entire Folding Sword City tremble, and even several other warbands in the fierce battle of this battle were affected and had to stop the grappling in their hands.

In the city, the rest of the remaining blades were also buzzing and roaring, without exception.

"What kind of power is this?" Wu Yanxi was startled, her eyes filled with disbelief. Although the gems on her compass that were closely related to wind toughness had been shimmering with a crimson glow, the collision in front of her was completely beyond the limits of her grasp.

Feeling the extreme dark attribute faintly diffused in the strong wind surging everywhere, even Brother Wudao was shocked: "When did this kid be able to control that power to such an extent? No, this should be what he and I said last time, all the forbidden power in his body exploded at the same time! Damn, is he crazy? As I clearly said, if you do this, you may be wiped out if you do this!"

It's a pity that Brother Wudao's scolding and wind toughness can't be heard at all, and the Dark Chasing Blade Thrust is blocked, and the strong impact of the blade and the backlash generated by the huge load in his body converge, constantly impacting the meridians around him.

The pain, the unspeakable discomfort, the sight and hearing, all are dissipating rapidly, and the feeling of pressure in the body is greatly enhanced.

At this moment, he could barely think about what else he should do next, or even what he was doing now.

For the rest, there is only one instinct, the most primitive instinct to kill - in order to survive!

The jet-black streaks of shadow spread over the left shoulder, wrapping around the entire arm like a bandage. After wrapping it, it suddenly strangled and the squeaky bones ran in, and the left arm was able to move freely again.

There was only one next movement, and both hands were held together on the hilt of the Dark Chasing Blade, which was trembling violently.

Then, slash with all your might!

In an instant, Feng Ren's eyes were completely filled with pitch black, and there was no brilliance at all. However, the pitch-black pattern evil eye that appeared on his forehead also widened widely, and all the strange fluctuations in the air were injected into the sword momentum in his hand.

The next moment, the eyes of the huge figure in the rolling shadows also suddenly widened.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to freeze for a moment, and the only remaining black and white colors quickly collapsed, and countless crisp cracking sounds echoed in the sky.

At the same time, a pitch-black mang swept through the sword array that began to shatter, and it was also the last defense of the evil sword that was ignored and dissolved, and Sen Leng's sword pierced through the body of Fu Longning at the end.

Feng Ren looked back, the dark shadows on his body dissipated, and the pitch black rolling in the air also disappeared with the wind.

The sword array withered, and Fu Longning's penetrating body was also shattered into nothingness under the encroachment of strange fluctuations, and in front of the incredulous gaze of countless strong people, he followed in the footsteps of the sword array and dissipated together.

"Won?" subconsciously thought, and a trace of brilliance reappeared in Feng Ren's eyes, but at the same time, a trace of black blood slowly left on the corner of his mouth.

But in an instant, he had another pang in his heart, and he turned around and raised his sword horizontally.

Ping!

The powerful slashing power roared above the blade where the power of the Dark Chasing Blade began to dissipate, and the majestic pressure that descended caused the blade to bend slightly, pouring through the defense on Feng Ren's body behind him.

Looking up, a large mouthful of pitch-black blood spurted out, and the wind and tough figure fell to the ground with a bang, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.

In the air, Fu Longning's figure reappeared, and with his left hand, he lifted up a crystal puppet in his palm that was pierced through his chest, and hummed: "It's really yours, I will not only break my strongest blow, but also break the last talisman that has carried me with me for more than fifty years." It's a pity, I'm the master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and I have countless spiritual treasures in my hand, which is enough to drain all your strength!"

With that, he flipped his left hand, and three purple lights shot out from his sleeve, directly into the tumbling smoke and dust below.

However, after an instant, Fu Longning's face changed again, and he could clearly see that an arc of pitch-black sword light that cut through the smoke and dust also cut off the three purple rays that he shot into it.

Throwing away the three severed restraint ropes, he raised the evil sword in his hand again, and shouted, "It seems that you still have the ability to fight back." Then, really defeat it completely!"

The sword fell, like a meteorite hitting the ground.

The entire high platform in the main square instantly cracked, and at the bottom of the deep pit in the middle of the depression, the two figures, one tall and one short, were frozen together, and the evil sword on the blade of the Dark Chasing Blade continued to strengthen, and the two slowly approached the side neck of the wind and toughness below.

"Are you still dying?"

Fu Longning continued to increase the strength in his hands, and at this time he had already given up his plan to capture Feng Ren alive.

This man is too dangerous and must be killed on the spot!

Fresh corpses can also be used for sacrificial swords, but with a slightly less effective effect.

The severe pain was still spreading in the meridians, but for Feng Ren at this moment, the pain was already numb, and almost no more was noticed.

At present, except for the last instincts, which maintained his integrity, only the Dire robe that continued to be draped over his body with scars on the surface was left, constantly providing a little warm energy to integrate into the meridians, slightly relieving the load on it.

"Let him go!"

Suddenly, Brother Wudao's roar sounded in the air, and when the elders and disciples of the Divine Weapon Pavilion reacted, the figure that should have been besieged had already flown behind Fu Longning.

In his palms, two colors of light, one gold and one dark, leaped violently.

"Don't be too troubled!"

As soon as Fu Longning drank, he didn't look back, but raised his left hand back, and a pale cyan dagger flew out of his sleeve and nailed it to the Ming Ming World Extinguishing Flame that had not yet been fully formed. The moment the sharp tip pierced into the tumbling flames, the lines on the dagger's blade were clouded.

Rumble!

The light burst out, and Sen Leng, who penetrated it, also stabbed into Brother Wudao's chest, and his body fell instantly.

When he smashed on the ground, Brother Wudao couldn't move, so he could only look at the sky and smile miserably: "I didn't expect that I could only help you get here." It would be nice if the former strength was restored a little more......"

And in his sight, he saw three figures skimming through the air, thinking of Fu Longning together.

"Are you in a hurry to die?

The five fingers were slightly clenched, and a strong force was condensed in Fu Longning's left palm facing the rear.

However, before he blasted out, Feng Ren, who had always been at a disadvantage, suddenly raised his head, and let out a high-pitched long howl from his open mouth, which was no different from a dragon's groan!

At that moment, the Dire robe on his body was agitated, and the gushing breath faintly converged into a pale dragon shadow enveloping him, raising his head and roaring along with the dragon groan of this life.

Under the sudden majesty, the oppression of the evil sword also dissipated most of it, and Feng Ren stood up, and secretly swept out the Dark Blade with all his might.

Ping!

Fu Longning, who was unexpected, only felt a violent impact from his right hand, and then the giant sword flew out of his hand.

But after completing this blow, Feng Ren's figure froze in place and did not move, his eyes were already closed, and his breath quickly collapsed.

"A blow back to the light? That's the end of it!"

Fu Longning drank excitedly, and no longer held a new blade, he directly flew up and stepped heavily on Feng Ren's chest, no longer looking at where the defeated body was shocked, he turned around suddenly, concentrating all his energy on dealing with the figures attacking behind him.

"Don't worry, you can go and be with him right away. ”

With a sinister smile, he stretched out his arm and stabbed his bare hand directly through the pale blue defense of the sea coat of arms, and the palm that removed seven points of strength was imprinted on the chest of the wind gently.

Even with such power, the disparity in strength of the wind was instantly pale, and he flew backwards in rout, and when he fell to the ground, his two swords were out of his hands, and there was only remorse on his face.

"I'm sorry, Brother Wind Rende...... Gentle, that's the end of it......"

It was again that he flicked his fingers and the sharp blade of resentment to bounce Yinyuexin to the side, Fu Longning finally turned his hand and blocked it, catching Wu Yanxi's small fist in the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "This fist is too weak!"

In the next moment, he turned his hand and pushed Wu Yanxi back, and then he didn't chase after him, with a wave of his sleeves, more than a dozen short swords with cold light flickering were suspended in the air.

"And that's it, it's all over. Hurry up and be presumptuous in the Folding Sword City, you are innocent of death, and let me use this to make an example!"

When the words fell, all the short swords shot out, aiming at Brother Wudao, Wu Yanxi, Feng Qingrou, Yinyuexin, and Jiang Xianchen, Shen Yuehan, and others who were once again besieged by the elders of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

At this moment, a cold snort appeared out of thin air: "Here, it's not your turn to have the final say!"

Almost at the same moment, a sharp sword light slashed down from the sky, as if slashing the space in two.

After an instant, all the outgoing daggers were cut off together, and the castration was shattered.

In front of Wu Yanxi, a figure in a green shirt quietly appeared, but he leaned over and stretched out his hand, and said softly: "Xi'er, are you okay?"

Wu Yanxi, who thought she was going to die, didn't react a little, but when she saw the face of the comer, her eyebrows were filled with strong surprise.

"Brother?"

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