"Huh!" A sword slashed, a transparent crack appeared in the wind and snow, and a deep sword mark appeared on the snow.

However, the sword was cut off.

Yu Feng's true body had just appeared, and before he could attack, his traces were captured by Ye Qingcheng, so he hid again before Ye Qingcheng's sword fell. In addition to a sword mark on the snow, there were also two footprints, which were enough to prove that Ye Qingcheng's previous judgment was right.

"Boom!" On the ground, a golden and iron sound sounded, and Ye Qingcheng swung his sword sharply to the right, barely repelling the Yu Feng who attacked again.

As a result, between these two attacks and blocks, a series of dark black figures appeared beside him, each with long snow-white hair. Among these dozens of phantoms, there was a hidden true body of Yu Feng, but because the time was too short, he couldn't catch any of them for a while.

Yu Feng also uses the shadow sword technique, which is a wide range of sword styles. However, any sword technique that can cause illusions or condense false shadows belongs to the category of shadow swords.

After repelling Yu Feng's true body, Ye Qingcheng took three steps back on the snow, and just as he was about to use his shadow sword move, those Yu Feng fake shadows around him flew into a torrential rain.

"Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!......"

For a while, there were extremely flashing black shadows in the wind and snow, and Ye Qingcheng struggled to swing his sword to resist their attacks. Every time he resisted, a raging wind and flickering fire would burst out.

In the process of resisting vigorously, Ye Qingcheng was terrified in his heart. He originally thought that the power of dragon blood and powerful martial arts could make up for his shortcomings in the battle against Yu Feng, but in fact, he also underestimated Yu Feng's martial arts.

Yu Feng's swordsmanship is also mysterious and abnormal, and it is ruthless and vicious, his true body seems to be able to pass through every phantom, but whenever any phantom is close to Ye Qingcheng, he can use the essence of swordsmanship to replace the false shadow with his real body and launch an attack on Ye Qingcheng.

In this way, the lack of spiritual power made Ye Qingcheng show defects at the beginning stage.

"Poof!poof!poof!poof......"

After barely resisting a few moves, a series of sword wounds and blood marks appeared on Ye Qingcheng's body. He didn't dare to resist passively like this anymore, his eyes condensed into silver dragon pupils, and he roared angrily, "Shadow Sword Mystery, Bee Mang!"

With a roar, a fierce dragon blood aura filled his side, roaring and sweeping out, shaking back the flying Wind Phantoms. At the same time, in the power of the exploding dragon power, his figure turned into phantoms, all holding the Xuanxue sword shadows, and rushed towards those phantoms of the gloomy wind.

Because Ye Qingcheng was wearing a gray battle robe, his figure was not obvious in the dim white snow, but his short silver-white hair was very conspicuous, and in the midst of the turmoil, his phantoms could only see the flying silver rays, flashing in the flying snow, fighting with the dark phantoms of the wind.

The battle between the two people, after both using the shadow sword technique, instantly turned into a fight of hundreds of people, and the scene was chaotic to the extreme!

This kind of fighting, which comes up and ignores it, can only break out in the hatred of the common sky. One side used the power of the dragon's blood to sustain the battle, and the other used the power of the Yin Soul and the Wind Spirit to maintain it, and the battle lasted for half an hour in the chaos, and its madness was unimaginable.

In this chaotic scene, from time to time, you can see flying blood and ethereal black smoke. To Ye Qingcheng's disbelief, Yu Feng's shadow sword technique was not weaker than him. And Yu Feng is adding unbelievable, an opponent like Ye Qingcheng, who doesn't seem to have much strength, is actually fighting with him for half an hour?!

"Bang!!" another sword roar came, and all the phantoms of the fierce battle around them disappeared.

The snow has become smaller, but it is still falling.

There were many cracks in the ground, and skulls were scattered on the ground. Ye Qingcheng and Yu Feng both showed their true bodies, the swords in their hands were tightly resisted together, and at the same time, Yu Feng stretched out his other hand, and there was a hideous sword blade emerging from the palm of his hand, trying to stab out, but was grabbed by Ye Qingcheng's other hand.

Ye Qingcheng's body was covered with blood marks, and wisps of black smoke were flying on Yu Feng's body, and they were stalemate and stared at each other.

Judging from the current situation, Ye Qingcheng was at a disadvantage in the battle, and he had many sword wounds on his body. However, Yu Feng was not flesh and blood, and the damage to him from skin trauma was far less severe than Ye Qingcheng's.

"How did you do that?!" Yu Feng asked coldly. A junior martial king, against a peak martial king, don't say that he won't fall down after fighting for half an hour, even if he can block the three swords, it's a miracle.

"Hatred, it can give me stronger strength!" Ye Qingcheng said fiercely.

When Yu Feng was still a normal human, he was Ye Qingcheng's nightmare for a while. Now, Yu Feng has become a ghost, and it has completely become his nightmare. Tonight, though, he's going to tear this nightmare apart with his own hands!

"Nonsense, hatred can only lead to more killing!" Yu Feng retorted.

On the ground, Ye Qingcheng grabbed the palm of the sword blade that emerged from Yu Feng's palm, and suddenly transformed into a dragon claw covered with silver scales, and the blood flowing out of his body instantly steamed into wisps of blood smoke, and he roared angrily: "Kill the head of Fu, and hang him at the city gate, Lao Tzu will make you unable to even be a ghost tonight!"

As he roared, Ye Qingcheng's dragon claw pulled out with all his might, and pulled out the blade of Yu Feng's palm!

"Shhh

With the blade of the sword being pulled out, Yu Feng seemed to be injured a little, and he quickly retreated.

The blade that was pulled out was like a snake, and in Ye Qingcheng's hand, it was frantically shaking the white bone tail behind it. Ye Qingcheng just threw it away, staring at Yu Feng five zhang away, that guy was still flying back quickly, and he didn't seem to want to fight with him.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, Yu Feng's figure disappeared into the wind and snow, revealing only a vague silhouette of the figure.

"You consume, I won't be so stupid!" Yu Feng's voice echoed in the falling snow, he was not afraid of Ye Qingcheng without the control of Lei Ling, however, he was worried about other people's combat trips, especially the battle between the forbidden woman and Hua Lao. Therefore, he didn't want to drag on the battle, "Now, let me show you my real means - the Wind Devil Sword!"

Ye Qingcheng didn't know what kind of trick the Wind Devil Sword was, but it must be the ghost sword move that Yu Feng learned after he became a Melting Demon. Just as he was thinking, a small rustling sound came from his feet, and he couldn't help but look down.

The strange thing is that the tail blade that he dropped casually before turned out to be like a strange snake, and it had already burrowed into the ground, leaving only a bone tail tip to flick on the ground. However, in an instant, it was completely underground.

At the same time, the blurred outline of Yu Feng's body in the wind and snow in the distance also disappeared completely.