Shangguan was a little puzzled, after all, the title of "Jun" is generally only used by the strong people in the realm of Wujun, and this person can actually be called "Asking Sword Crazy Jun"

Mo Feng looked at the direction in which Liu Zhengrong left, and said with a solemn face: If there is anyone in the Qingfeng Sword Sect who can make me look at it differently, it is only him" Lone Wen traveled three hundred miles alone, quickly cut the double evil without leaving a name, did not envy all kinds of good spring, and had his own willow Zhengrong's heart.

"Ask the Sword Maniac" Liu Zhengrong, the first disciple of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, once killed two notorious warriors with the strength of the Body Refining Realm, and killed two powerhouses of the Warrior Realm with only one sword in the first battle, and the reputation of quickly slashing the double evil spread.

The doubts in Shangguan's eyes gradually dissipated, and his eyebrows raised: Then he was helping you improve the sword realm just now?

"Haha, that's right, Liu Zhengrong has always asked the enemy only about the sword and rarely kills. Mo Feng withdrew the ink sword and hugged Shangguan's shoulder: When the little brother is injured, I will meet him for a while.

"It seems that this person is also a handsome man in the person, alas! Sanwu will apologize to him if he meets again" Sanwu waved his paper fan and said to Shangguan: The two of us will be too careful when we arrive.

"The feelings of the two of you for me, Mo Feng will never forget this, if anyone wants to hurt you, they must first step over my corpse. Mo Feng's eyes seemed to be a little crystalline, and he immediately covered it up.

"Haha, I'm already in trouble at the moment of crisis, abandon friends and run away alone, brother is now that the realm has been greatly improved, Sanwu is very happy, why don't you throw it on the big day?" Santan wine appeared in Sanwu's hand, and threw it at Mo Feng with a raised hand.

Catch it casually, Shangguan: You don't never drink?

Smile slightly, three nos: wine is a disorderly thing, but what is not drunk today is not wine, but the love between the three of us.

"Okay, for the friendship of the three of us, do. Shangguan laughed loudly and slapped the mud seal with one palm.

Bump, bang.

The three wine jars looked at each other and laughed wildly at each other. There is affection like this, and it is not in vain in this life.

The strong mellow aroma of the wine in the mouth is like the friendship of the three people, and the aftertaste is endless. Shangguan smiled from the bottom of his heart, and then said with a long sigh of wine: The glass cup is drunk and heroic, laughing and drinking the breeze and asking Changtian, saying what people say and what I mean, and not forgetting this life and not forgetting love.

"Haha, a good one who doesn't forget this life and doesn't forget the three brothers who don't forget the two brothers, I'd rather bear the sky and live up to the Qing, drink.

The three of them who were drunk expressed their most sincere friendship at this moment, Shangguan smiled very happily, and seemed to see Yaxin's shadow in a trance.

"Silly girl, are you happy for me? I'm so happy now, how good it would be if you were there, I would try my best to become a Dandi, and I would resurrect you. The candy wrapper in his arms was still quietly emanating, which was the most important thing for Shangguan.

Five days later

Shangguan, Mo Feng, and Sanwu finally came to the mysterious place of the Peerless Domain, and the surrounding area was no different from the desert, but Shangguan faintly felt that there was a gate in front of him that crossed the gate, and it was the Peerless Domain.

"Do you feel it?" said Sanwu, looking at the clearing in front of him.

"If my guess is correct, this should be the entrance to the Peerless Realm, but it needs to be opened by a secret method. A trace of blood ignited in Mo Feng's eyes, and we are about to come to the best place for peerless training

"That's right, this Peerless Domain is indeed going to be opened with a special secret method, and it's almost the same as the day when it is opened once in half a month. Just when the three Shangguan were still thinking about how to enter the Peerless Domain, the yellow sand in front of them suddenly appeared.

"I don't envy all kinds of spring, and I have my own willow heart. Liu Zhengrong suddenly appeared, and the long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, "Blood Lan Crazy Sword, do you have the consciousness of death?" The long sword swept the three of Shangguan with a chill, this is the unique momentum of the swordsman, before he made a move, the enemy was weak first.

Mo Jian looked at the sword in his hand with a warm look in his hand, Mo Feng: Last time you asked me, what is a sword? Now I tell you, the sword in your hand is the integration of life. Can just three swords take my life?

"Hah, pick it up. With a look of appreciation in his eyes, Liu Zhengrong threw the sword in his hand, and at the same time, the Qingfeng Sword Sect's body method "Wind Leaving Traces" was unfolded, the movements seemed to be left and right, like a shadow, and the speed was extremely fast, and the palm gathered in the inner yuan, and the side waist and the iron palm rubbed the throat.

Dodging a palm, Mo Feng's sword walked through the wind to break through Liu Zhengrong's palm, and the sword turned Leng Feng into bloodthirsty and killed.

A mocking smile appeared, and Liu Zhengrong's right hand reached back to catch the long sword thrown earlier, "The slanting wind and drizzle will not return, and the angry wind and waves will not return." "The two signature swords of the Qingfeng Sword Sect are fused into one sword in Liu Zhengrong's hands at this moment, and the sword is furious and rolls a thousand waves, and the sword moves obliquely and the drizzle does not stick to the body. Stillness, movement, madness, condensation.

Liu Zhengrong: The first sword.

The frenzied swordsmanship still had a hint of calmness, blocking Mo Feng's throat, getting down, back waist, and slashing at Mo Feng's head.

"Hmph, for a while, the greedy sword groaned lightly, and suddenly a sword rode the wind and waves, and the sharp ink sword seemed to break through the wind and rain in front of him.

The two swords intersected, and a sword light flowed, and Shangguan and Mo Feng were both forced out of the way.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the meeting of the two swords, and Shangguan was reluctant to miss a trace, "Liu Zhengrong's strength should be around the triple martial artist, and his understanding of the swordsmanship of the Qingfeng Sword Sect has reached the extreme, and Mo Feng is naturally not an opponent without strength, but the subtlety of the Mo family's swordsmanship theory is still above the Qingfeng Sword Sect."

A sword Mo Feng and Liu Zhengrong each took three steps back, but Mo Feng obviously had some difficulty to stop retreating, and looked at Liu Zhengrong's eyes with unyielding.

Liu Zhengrong: Second sword, pay attention.

"Spring and Autumn Dance of the Wind Dance" drink!

The spinning sword had reached Mo Feng's body, and a dazzling light bloomed in front of him.

"One sword without blame, four styles with the same origin", the four styles are the same as Mo Feng's sword, and the bleak swordsmanship has a hint of brilliance, which makes Liu Zhengrong secretly admire.

Abandoning the sword style, destroying the sword style, breaking the sword style, destroying the sword style, at this moment, Mo Feng's second sword and four styles are very different from before, just like a peak swordsman who cultivates the way of destroying the sword, first abandoning his own sword, and then destroying the sword of others, breaking the sword of the world, and exterminating the sword.

This sword Liu Zhengrong took four steps back before stopping.

"The Mo family's swordsmanship is exquisite, your sword makes me appreciate it with a trace of anger, and then I will use my self-created sword to break your Mojia swordsmanship, pay attention."

Hearing Liu Zhengrong's words, Mo Feng and the three of them were all shocked, "You can actually create your own swordsmanship, no wonder only twenty is the peak of the killing sword, this sword Mo Feng is dangerous." San Wu looked at Mo Feng with a solemn face with some concern, knowing that Liu Zhengrong's next sword must be extremely strong.

After the surprise, it was replaced by incomparable excitement and fighting spirit: create your own swordsmanship? With a wave of the sword, Mo Feng took the lead in making a move, and in the blink of an eye, the sword momentum enveloped Liu Zhengrong, and the ink sword formed a half-moon to destroy everything. It was the evil sword technique that appeared when he was fighting with Shangguan.

Surprise flashed through Liu Zhengrong's black and white eyes, and then turned into battle intent and said lightly: Jian Yi, kill.

The extreme killing breath accompanied the long sword to kill Mo Feng frantically, two strands of inner yuan, one black and one red, the two swords were divided into two swords and did not give up a cent, one killed endlessly, and the other was evil, the two strongest genius swordsmen of Han Xue and Xuelan were composing the sword at this moment, although the world was big, it could not accommodate two equally top geniuses.