Chu Yue looked at Ling Feng who had his eyes slightly closed, a trace of emotion appeared on his face, he could feel that the martial arts that Ling Feng kept wielding with the sword in his hand were also very jealous, thinking of this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, looking at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little cold, and even looking at Ling Feng's gaze was a little anxious, he would never allow Ling Feng to have any chance to turn over, because he was afraid of what happened last time, this may be the kind of fear that Ling Feng brought him.

Feeling that burst of threat, Chu Yuezai couldn't help but start attacking Ling Feng, but the attack of the spiritual power long sword in his hand was resisted by the battle sword every time he stabbed at Ling Feng, his face changed slightly, and then looked at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little solemn, and even a little incredible, but this did not affect his attack, and even made his attack even more powerful.

Chu Yue's gaze was extremely shocked, he never thought that Ling Feng could suddenly become so powerful, this couldn't help but make him a little hideous, and the spiritual power sword in his hand also began to slowly dissipate, but his hideous cheeks had a burst of madness, and his hands grabbed the crystal ball at once, and then there was a burst of evil in his eyes.

Ling Feng also seemed to feel the evil aura, the battle sword in his hand kept waving, with a fierce aura, his eyes suddenly opened. Looking at Chu Yue's gaze, he was also a little disdainful, just now, on the verge of life and death, he suddenly comprehended a sword technique on the road he had walked, he took a deep breath, and there was a burst of indifference in his eyes, those eyes seemed to see through life and death, it seemed to be a peerless swordsman, silent.

"You're strong, but you shouldn't talk so much nonsense because you gave me a respite, you gave me a chance to fight back. Ling Feng was holding a war sword, like a god of war, looking at Chu Yue's gaze with disdain, and the battle sword in his hand was constantly waving, and even the sword technique was a little dancing, which made people dazzle for a while.

"Ghost Dance to the Sky!" Chu Yue's gaze was also full of disdain, only to see that his crystal ball also continued to emerge with black spiritual power, and that spiritual power continued to erode Ling Feng's mind, and even began to fly continuously, making that sky full of black spiritual power.

"Hmph!" A cold snort, I saw that Ling Feng's gaze was also a little indifferent, the sword in his hand slashed, only to see a ray of light crossing, a sword qi like a split ground The power was cut down at once, and even with a burst of thunder, it was just that under the thunder attack, Chu Yue also felt a crisis, but now he had no choice, he didn't dare to dodge, and even said that he didn't dare to retreat, Ling Feng gave him too much of a sense of threat, and it was difficult for him to sleep peacefully.

The spiritual power of Chu Yue's whole body continued to emerge, only to see a phantom appear, and then that phantom shadow also carried a war knife in his hand, the war knife was wrapped in black spiritual power, and it also carried bursts of evil aura, and Ling Feng was wrapped in a flash, and a trace of evil smile appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, and with a wave of the war sword in his hand, he saw a silent aura suddenly filling Ling Feng's battle sword, and in addition to the sharp aura, there was also this hard-to-find edge.

"Sword of Dead Wood!" Ling Feng snorted lightly, the battle sword in his hand turned, only to see a sword qi appear all of a sudden, that sword qi with that burst of dead wood breath, that was like the breath of dying but unwilling to die, that was an indescribable momentum, and even said that it was an indescribable might, that kind of martial art also made Chu Yue slightly stunned, he couldn't help but look at Ling Feng's attack with some distraction, not dodging.

"This breath is like me, I am already dead, but I am not willing to die, I am already dead wood, but I still show a trace of anger, I am already at a loss, but I still have some to move forward. Chu Yue couldn't help but think in his heart, it was only when Ling Feng's battle sword was about to reach his body that he reacted, and hurriedly kept retreating, but in this way, the battle sword still injured Chu Yue.

"You are very good, you can comprehend this qi sword technique by yourself, but then you will not win, because I am not as weak as you think, then you will see how strong you are, I am also curious about how strong you will be. Chu Yue held the crystal ball in his hand, looking at Chu Yue's gaze was also solemn, he only had three life-saving moves, these three moves seemed to be very ordinary, but these three moves were his only life-saving moves.

"Ghost Slash!" Chu Yue's hands formed a complex handprint, then looked at the phantom in front of him, and then spit out a mouthful of blood on the phantom, and then looked at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little gloomy, this phantom was the soul of an infant master, he didn't believe that Ling Feng could kill this phantom at all, but every time he pushed this phantom, he had to spit out a mouthful of essence blood to command this phantom, although this phantom was very powerful, but his price was too great, and it became one of Chu Yue's life-saving moves.

Looking at the phantom, Ling Feng's gaze also became a little solemn, and then the war sword in his hand became a little flat, and looking at Chu Yue's gaze was also a little disdainful, he saw the war sword in his hand in one move, and then the momentum of the whole person also changed, and then the spiritual power of the whole body rose, and the body that originally jumped high also fell down all of a sudden, the war sword fell like a meteorite, and the corners of Ling Feng's mouth also turned up slightly, and a trace of mockery suddenly appeared in that expression, and he muttered: "Overlord Sword Lin!"

Just as Ling Feng's sword was getting closer and closer to the ground, a wave of momentum kept pouring out, and that momentum was like an indescribable feeling, like a god who fell from the sky, like a returning general, and there was a kind of emperor who was high above, and that kind of momentum couldn't help but make people's hearts feel like they wanted to surrender.

"Canopy!" The attack of the war sword suddenly collided with the long knife of the phantom, Ling Feng felt the strange energy on the long knife, just when it collided with the long knife, he could clearly feel that the evil spiritual power on the phantom's body was also constantly trying to erode himself, but there was also a trace of choice on his face, the war sword in his hand was horizontal, constantly retreating, looking at the phantom's gaze was also a little mocking.

"Moon Purification Technique!" An unknown Xuan Ao handprint was formed on his chest, and he saw a white light gushing out from Ling Feng's body, and that white light was still devouring the spiritual power in the air, and then constantly expanding, and a smile also appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, only to see that the white light turned into a big ball and kept approaching the phantom, and the phantom looked at the big white ball and instinctively took a step back, while Chu Yue continued to command the phantom forward.

Just when the big white ball suddenly wrapped the phantom, I saw that the phantom kept letting out miserable screams, and there was a trace of relief in the screams, and the phantom kept screaming, Chu Yue's expression also became a little ugly, he took a deep breath, and then spit out a mouthful of blood all of a sudden, looking at Ling Feng's gaze was also complicated, he could feel the helplessness of the phantom in the big white ball, the heart-rending feeling, but at that time everything was too late, everything was useless.

"Demon soldier strike!" Chu Yue threw the crystal ball towards Ling Feng, the crystal ball continued to devour the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but Ling Feng looked at the approaching attack, a smile also appeared on his face, the sword in his hand was horizontal, and then he shouted softly, "Xiao Xiong is compassionate!"

The sword technique of the war sword in Ling Feng's hand made people feel a little weird, that kind of heroic aura, but the battle sword still had a benevolent softness on it, as if the war sword in his hand did not have a trace of power, but Chu Yue knew that this attack was definitely not as simple as it seemed, because Ling Feng was a merciless person in his heart.

Sure enough, the battle sword in Ling Feng's hand collided with the crystal ball at all, and then began to attack the crystal ball continuously, looking at Ling Feng who was constantly attacking the crystal ball, Chu Yue's face also had a trace of evil smile, and he sighed in his heart that it was a good opportunity, and then his hands kept forming handprints on his chest, and the mysterious handprints were completed at once, and then Chu Yue pointed at Ling Feng, and shouted a little indifferently, "Demonic energy is all over the sky!"

The crystal ball also continued to diffuse black spiritual power, and then wrapped Ling Feng at once, and Ling Feng also felt the bursts of murderous intent in his heart, except for that trace of fear, he couldn't mention any fighting intent at all, he thought that he would be able to defeat Chu Yue if he comprehended this sword technique, but he found that he had not perfected that sword technique at all, and he still couldn't raise a trace of resistance under Chu Yue's move.

Chu Yue looked at Ling Feng's appearance, and there was also a hint of banter on his face, and his expression was full of sarcasm: "I thought you were very powerful, but now it seems that you still die in my hands, your life is still mine, this time you lost." ”

After a pause, Chu Yue looked at Ling Feng's gaze with some regret, and finally he took a deep breath and said, "I'm curious about how you reached this realm, but it doesn't matter, because you don't have a chance anymore, it's over, Senior Brother Ling Feng." ”

At the moment when Chu Yue finished speaking, he saw a white light flash, and then heard a sonorous sound, Chu Yue fell to the ground all of a sudden, and even with a hint of sarcasm and regret on his face, but his eyes were in disbelief and unwillingness, and there was a scar on his neck like a thread.

At that last moment, Ling Feng suddenly comprehended the last move of the sword technique, that move was death, but he killed Chu Yue, but he still consumed too much spiritual power, took a deep breath, he looked at Chu Yue's corpse, and there was some luck in his heart, and then he couldn't help but murmur: "If there is an afterlife, remember to be talked about too much nonsense, because too many words are sometimes not a good thing, and people will die." ”