In the purple dream, the middle-aged man was cleaning the wreckage on the ground, and his face was calm. However, when his gaze casually swept over the dazzling array of wine glasses on the table, he suddenly frowned.

"Isn't it?

Muttering, the middle-aged man reached into an empty spot among the several cups, where there should be a drink that the guests should not touch. To be precise, it wasn't a drink, but a high-spirited drink made by the restaurateur, a middle-aged man. Among these drinks, the intention is not to let the guests choose at all. Instead, the special aromas of this spirit's specially blended spirit are enveloped around all drinks, allowing guests to get drunk before they choose.

Usually, the people who come here are regulars, and they naturally know about the existence of this glass of spirit, so they naturally do not take it. And this time, because the middle-aged man was thinking about something, he forgot to remind the two guests who came for the first time, and it turned out to be like this. Just smelling it can make people pour into a three-point drunken wine, and if you drink it in your stomach, the consequences are unimaginable. Even if it is mixed with water, it can make several large jars of high-spirits.

The special glass used to hold the spirit was standing quietly on the table where Feng Ren had just been, and only the last trace of wine at the bottom was left in it.

Still didn't know that the wine he drank was comparable to the wind tenacity of the wine head had already exchanged hands with the person who called himself Yi Gang, and between his fists and kicks, he felt that the heat surging in his body became more and more intense, his limbs began to gradually weaken, and his mind was a little chaotic.

However, Yi Gang, who was against the enemy with wind toughness, didn't care about this, he also saw that the opponent's moves were already a little out of order, and what a qualified martial artist had to take advantage of was his opponent's flaws.

In the blurred vision, Feng Ren saw Yi Gang punching again, he waved his somewhat powerless arm in front of his chest, but the opponent's body shook just enough to make the fist pass under the defense and hit him heavily on the lower abdomen.

A sharp colic pain entered Feng Ren's lower abdomen and penetrated into his internal organs, causing him to stagger a few steps back sharply. And Yi Gang took advantage of the victory to pursue, and struck out with two fists in a row, defeating Feng Ren's own somewhat messy defensive parry step by step.

During the unilateral defensive retreat, Feng Ren only felt that with the sharp pain in his abdomen, a feeling of nausea surged up his throat, and there seemed to be a hot current rushing up the esophagus trachea. He forcibly lifted his spirit and hit Yi Gang's fist head-on, and the dragon elephant power that had been brewing for a while suddenly exploded, although it was still not as good as the peak period, but the strength was still not small, so that Yi Gang, who was obviously not expected, was shocked back a few steps before stabilizing his body.

Feng Ren, who had finally won back a round, had no chance to chase after him, the nausea in his throat was growing rapidly, and the heat rising from his body was comparable to being under the scorching sun. Unable to bear it any longer, Feng Ren clutched his chest and suddenly ran to the side under the tree, and vomited out all the food he had just eaten before he could digest it with a "wow".

Seeing such a scene, Yi Gang looked back at his companion and laughed arrogantly. In his opinion, Feng Ren was achieved by his own punch.

"What's wrong with you today, something is not normal since just now. ”

Lan Jin asked with some confusion while helping to pat Feng Ren's back, her face full of worry.

After Feng Ren finished spitting, he touched the residue on the corner of his mouth, and he smiled bitterly: "It's not that the glass of wine served to me is the fault, I don't know what kind of wine that thing is, it's so strong!" But it's good to spit out now, and my mind is much clearer." ”

took out a handkerchief with a faint fragrance to help Feng Ren wipe the corners of his mouth, and after confirming that it was clean, Lan Jin nodded and stepped aside, she said lightly: "Be careful." ”

Feng Ren turned around and left, stretched out his hand and waved it and said, "Don't worry." ”

And when Yi Gang saw Feng Ren coming out again, he also strode forward and said with a playful smile: "Are you done throwing up?" I'll beat you up so much that you spit out all the bile!"

"I'm afraid you're the one who wants to vomit bile!"

The translucent blade turned into a blood-colored streamer and stabbed straight into Yi Gang's chest, and the scorching hot breath from the tip of the sword took the lead in enveloping the opponent's body.

At the moment of this attack, Yi Gang already felt that Feng Ren's current power was far greater than before, as if he had been reborn. He didn't dare to underestimate it, so he pulled back, trying his best to dodge the menacing sword. However, after all, it was still a step late, and the scorching breath from the strong wind sweeping the sky was still unavoidable, filling Yi Gangzhou's body up and down, sweating in an instant, and his actions slowed down by three points.

The Wind Tough Assassin, who had been aggrieved in the previous confrontation, was naturally unforgiving, and the Soul Sword attacked faster and faster, even though Yi Gang was able to dodge the stabbing attacks several times, but the scorching heat that kept pouring out was slowly invading his body, gradually eating away at the originally coordinated internal breath.

Yi Gang knew that he must not let the other party take the lead if he continued like this, he had already faintly regretted his previous underestimating enemy, and he didn't expect Feng Ren to suddenly be able to break out and counterattack. However, how could he be restrained by his rich experience in actual combat, and when the true qi was running all over his body, he had already expelled most of the heat in his body, and at the same time, he began to gradually adapt to the wind toughness and swift sword momentum, and the passive momentum was somewhat redeemed.

Turning around and dodging, Yi Gang seized the opportunity to brush the storage ring on his left index finger with his right hand, and a golden streamer appeared in his hand, sweeping away the wind and tough long sword.

Seeing this, Feng Ren, who was blocked by this, no longer pursued step by step, but retreated. The heat that had been suppressed in his body tended to rise a little, and finally the residual alcohol in his body began to secretly work after intense activity.

Urgently readjusted his internal breath, and the flush on Feng Ren's face faded faintly again. In front of him, Yi Gang was already holding his blade at his side, pacing slowly in circles in small steps, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Feng Ren looked around, and saw that the gun-shaped blade connecting rod in Yi Gang's hand was more than two meters long, and the whole body was gilded. The thick rod was swirling with countless tiny lines, like the scales of a dragon's body. At the top of the blade, the blade is divided into three branches, and the middle is slender and slender, resembling the pointed beak of a bird. There are two crescent-shaped curved blades on both sides of the front, and the outer blades are also covered with serrations, which look like the wings of a bird of prey. The whole blade is majestic, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring in the majesty.

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid this is a phoenix winged gold hammer, right? It is said that this spirit blade weighs more than three hundred catties, at least it is also a low-level Xuan rank. I'd like to see how strong it is!"

For those spirit blades that are far more prestigious, Feng Ren has always known something, at least the name can be called.

"A bit of insight. The eightfold strength of the martial arts level can force me to take out the phoenix wings and gold hammer, and you are also the first. Presumably, you should be a newly decided person to enter the inner court, right?Today, I will first teach you a good lesson on behalf of the students of the inner court, what is the difference between respect and inferiority!" Yi Gang waved up, and the ground trembled faintly as he ran.

"If it's a heavy blade, then ......"

Feng Ren opened his hands in a whisper, and the Soul Sword turned into two. The opponent's phoenix-winged gold hammer is known for its unrivaled might, and it is a model of heavy blades, and the wind is not willing to confront it head-on, even if he has the power of a dragon elephant that is not inferior in the slightest.

The wind was howling, Yi Gang rose to the ground, and held the hammer high in both hands and slapped it suddenly, with the magnificent momentum of opening the mountain and cracking the stone. Feng Ren was unwilling to be hard-connected, shook his body and walked away, allowing the phoenix wings to fall from the sky. The three wide blades shattered the ground in an instant, and the rubble flew and several cracks erupted. Even Lan Jin, who was watching the battle from afar, felt the ground tremble.

Taking advantage of the fact that Yi Gang's hand had no time to retract, Feng Ren immediately bullied forward, and the right sword gave priority to the opponent's throat, and the left sword also followed closely as a backup.

Seeing this, Yi Gang suddenly let out a burst of unbridled laughter, and he didn't even dodge or block, but only raised the phoenix wings slightly to lift the golden hammer, and it was only able to get off the ground.

An ominous premonition appeared in his heart, but Feng Ren only hesitated slightly, and then the two swords continued unabated. At this moment, a burst of orange light poured out from Yi Gang's body, forming a spherical shield around his body, just blocking the tip of Feng Ren's sword, causing it to stop instantly.

Feeling the huge impact of the shock on the tip of the sword, Feng Ren knew that it was powerful, but he did not withdraw the sword, but still resisted it against the opponent's orange shield. Instead, he shook the left sword in his hand and then withdrew, turning it into a palm and raising it high, and then immediately slapped it, and the fire in his palm erupted.

Boom!

The flames that seemed to form a whirlpool were tightly clinging to the orange shield around Yi Gang's body and completely wrapped it, and Feng Ren also took advantage of this blow to take a few steps back, and then raised his sword again, and the tip of the sword turned into dozens of red lights and stabbed out, penetrating the flames that had not yet dispersed like a storm on the shield that had already broken down a little, not giving the other party the slightest chance to breathe.

In the face of the thunderous attack, Yi Gang, who was unilaterally defending, was extremely calm, just spread his palms from the inside and propped them up on his orange shield, allowing Feng Ren to attack continuously.

Seeing that Yi Gang's shield was getting thinner and thinner, and was on the verge of collapse, Feng Ren felt that something was wrong. When he saw a sneer suddenly raised at the corner of Yi Gang's mouth, he secretly screamed in his heart, and withdrew with his sword. However, it was a little too late.

The surface of the shield, which was already very pale in color, suddenly turned red rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already like blood, and before the distance of more than a meter after the Wind Tough Long Sword was withdrawn, the red shield burst by itself, and the surging force like a monstrous wave rushed towards it.

Feng Ren once again split the Soul Sword into two crosses in front of him, and before he could do anything else, the orange-red power had arrived, and in an instant, it completely engulfed her body. The unabated majestic force then slammed into the woods behind him against the windy body, and successively cut off several giant trees that were hugged by several people before they completely dissipated. The staggered fallen giant trees were stacked on top of each other, and the figures inside were completely invisible.

Lan Jin, who was full of anxiety, spread her wings and flew up, but just as she arrived at the top of the giant tree, a red figure suddenly burst out of it with a "boom", and rushed towards Yi Gang in the distance with lightning speed.

Yi Gang, who was not surprised at all, snorted coldly, and the phoenix wings in his hand turned slightly upward, and the dazzling pale golden light on the tip of the blade emerged, and an incomparably sharp wind whistled out!

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