The duel between two different camps, best friends, made it difficult for Ling Feng to accept.

"Barbarian, we don't need to fight, you are my best friend, a friend who can give your life to each other. Ling Feng sighed, a trace of bitterness flashing in his eyes.

Looking at Ling Feng's appearance, the barbarian was silent for a moment, then pulled out his long knife and said lightly: "We are destined to fight each other, when we were in the Shenzhou Continent, we were friends and brothers, but I want to know how strong Ling Feng, the first person of the young generation, is." ”

Looking at the barbarian with a strong fighting spirit, Ling Feng's momentum also subsided a lot, he knew that the barbarian was very strong, but he had always been by his side and had never shown it.

"Barbarian, can we not fight?" Ling Feng looked at the barbarian and was silent for a moment.

The barbarian shook his head, and the spiritual power in his whole body gradually turned dark.

At this moment, the barbarian fell into the spell.

In order to fight his best friend, he chose the path of eternal demonization.

Those who have entered the devil, except for the way of heaven, how can everyone suppress them.

"Barbarian, if you do this, your road will be difficult in the future. Ling Feng looked at the barbarian and said softly.

"If you can be a demon, why can't I? We are friends, so we should follow the same path. ”

The barbarian looked at Ling Feng, looking at his best friend in front of him, the enemy who killed him in the last life, in just a few hundred years, he had grown into the most indispensable pillar spirit in the real war, and now, it was time for the inheritance to come.

Not far away, Su Feng looked at the two people in the air, silent in his heart, although human nature is selfish, but there are always some pure people who are trying to stick to their beliefs and never waver, this is the anti-heaven even if they fail, they have swept in. It was also the reason why Ling Feng had to work hard to resist was clearly displayed in this air.

Inheritance, after all, is the greatest heritage.

On the cold night, the cold wind was whining, and the bright moon was hanging high, and the two stood quietly in the air, seriously thinking about the details of each next step, at this critical moment, every step could not be wronged.

At dawn, Ling Feng glanced back at the people below who believed in himself and his relatives, was silent for a moment, and said, "Breaking the army, your strength can't be oppressed, otherwise after dawn, it will be difficult to break through." ”

"Don't worry, I know for myself"

Po Jun responded, unwilling to say more on this topic, looked at the sky that had lit up, and said, "No matter what time it is, we will follow you." ”

After finishing speaking, the two of Du Shengpo's army gathered, and the monks of Fengnan County below also immediately shouted, beating drums and arraying, and the monks were all ready to go, it seemed that as long as Ling Feng gave an order, they would charge fearlessly.

Thirty miles away, a group of monks from the Rebel Camp were also waiting for them, and at the forefront, two figures stood quietly, their bodies as deep as an abyss, which was particularly eye-catching.

The rebel is the new powerhouse Benjiang, and the sword god Lu Xun.

There is no sword in the sword god's hand, and the whole person does not exude the slightest momentum, just like an ordinary person, however, standing there, it is still terrifying.

In the sky above the monks of Fengnan County, Ling Feng walked with Po Jun and Du Sheng, and the gorgeous battle armor shone brightly in the morning sun, dazzling people's hearts.

Benjiang saw the familiar figure in front of him, and a touch of gentleness flashed in his indifferent eyes, urging Lu Xun to walk forward.

One-to-one, fair and just!

Especially Ling Feng and the barbarian.

Lu Xun and the others stood thirty miles away, they were all very vigilant in their hearts, they knew that this battle was likely to be variable, and they carefully observed the people around them who would appear at any time.

Benjiang swept around, he didn't see the few world realm powerhouses around Ling Feng, and sneered in his heart, those people must have already come, if they want to make a sudden move, they must also have this ability.

I hope that they are still satisfied with this great gift he sent.

The two staggered, and just as Lu Xun suddenly rushed out and walked directly in front of Du Sheng, the demonic aura around him exploded, breaking through the seal in an instant, and with a grip in his hand, the army behind the long sword itself flew out, and a sword broke through the air.

Du Sheng was startled, Yaoshi's long sword came out, and he swung his sword to block the sword, and the stone broke the earth.

At the same time, Benjiang swept in front of the broken army, turned his palm and condensed his qi, and quickly walked towards the sea seal of the broken army.

At this moment, a simple figure walked over, and Bodhi appeared, unsheathed, and slashed towards Benjiang.

"Is this your hole card?Chu Yi, your old opponent, you should deal with it" Benjiang snorted coldly, flipped his palm, and regretted the ancient sword.

"That's what it means" The red blood shadow flashed, and the blood element was surging, trapping Bodhi.

"Lu Xun, let's solve the broken army together, his threat is the greatest" Benjiang freed his hand, looked at Lu Xun beside him, and said.

Lu Xun nodded, there was nothing, the figure swept by, and in an instant, he was in the middle of the battle, locking the life of the broken army.

The three powerhouses of the world trapped the Netherworld God Breaking Army who was about to awaken the memories of their previous lives, and suddenly, the Broken Army was in danger for a while, and the danger was full of dangers.

"Gun Skills: Feng Yang Wanli"

When the crisis came, the beast spear in the hands of the broken army was raised, and the mighty aura was surging, and the power was incomparable, shocking the world.

The sword god stepped forward, above the long sword, the sword atmosphere was enveloping, a sword reincarnation, trembling for nine days.

With a bang, the wild sand flew, and the broken army retreated half a step, and the corners of his mouth were red.

The crisis that cannot be solved is difficult to move step by step, Bodhi is trapped, and he cannot come forward to help.

"Ling Feng, if you don't make a move, just wait to collect the bodies of Pojun and Du Sheng."

Benjiang sneered, and his spiritual sense swept around, stopping at Ling Feng's figure, and said indifferently.

Although his tone was indifferent and his expression was very disdainful, he was very vigilant, and he did not dare to attack a little more aggressively at the same time.

There was no response, no movement, Benjiang's eyes were cold, and the black aura around his body surged out, and he made a strong move, and he was going to completely end the life of the broken army.

Xiongxiong Haoyuan, constantly spreading, and suddenly, Lu Xun's palm turned, and with a bang, it was imprinted in the heart of Benjiang.

A palm that didn't have time to react, so suddenly, in the mouth of Benjiang, blood spurted out, and his eyes were full of disbelief, how could it be.

"Let's go to hell"

A palm locks the soul, the wind and snow are agitated, in the gorgeous armor, the appearance changes, and the breath covered by the chaotic scroll also erupts, and the palm strength urges again, adding three points of strength.

"It's you!"

Seeing the person who had returned to his original appearance, Bene's face immediately became hideous, and his hatred was endless.

The black aura surging in the sky, after this fatal palm, surging and dispersing endlessly.

Behind the gorgeous battle armor in front of him, the black hair danced, changed his appearance, cold and ruthless, urging the true yuan and asking for his life.

The blood in the battered Benjiang Estuary continued to flow, and the breath was extremely unstable, almost dispersing, however, at the last moment, the black qi retracted and regathered in the former's body.

"None of this is dead"

Ling Wangyi snorted coldly, and with a grip of his right hand, he saw that in Fengnan County, a mahogany box was opened, and a simple long sword was unsheathed and flew towards the battle.

Ling Wangyi held the sword, and the aura around his body changed suddenly, and the sword was fierce and piercing.

The heavy blow was in front, Benjiang's spiritual power was difficult to mention, and he lost the absolute suppression of his cultivation, and for a while, he was restrained again and again.

"Pojun, I'll leave it to you here, I'll help Shizun. ”

Body and mind were related to Ling Feng's safety, Ling Forgetful was reluctant to fight, he shouted, and the figure swept out, and at the same time, a black shadow swept in, and the battle situation was instantly exchanged.

The spears of the beasts were fierce, skimming the path to kill the light, trapping the pace of these rebels.

In the battle between the broken army and the rebels, Ling Wangyi participated in the battle, and Du Sheng also moved quickly, slashing towards Ronglou with a sword, and the sword intent shook the world.

Rong Lou's heart was shocked, he waved his knife to block the move, and the two knives collided, and there was a huge explosion, and the sand and dust were crazy.

Jian Bodhi then withdrew, and Suo Luo led the way and fought with Du Shengpo's army against these rebels.

In the blink of an eye, the opponents who have been exchanged have all been exchanged, and in the plan, they have fulfilled their duties, and Jian Bodhi and Po Jun are mainly delaying, preventing Ronglou and Benjiang from rushing to help, and dragging down the pace of the rebels.

The most important battle situation, Sword Bodhi and the Broken Army joined forces to fight against the heavens, shaking the sky with one shot and one sword, and today, they are bound to be killed all.

Ling Feng didn't move, and neither did the barbarian.

The two looked at each other silently.

"Let's get started, my friend. The long knife in the barbarian's hand was full of dark demonic energy, and the momentum of the whole person became a little more powerful.

Su Feng couldn't help but feel a slight pain in her heart, for some reason, she felt very sad in her heart, as if she felt sad when she saw the scene in front of her.

"I'm a god now, and you can't be my match. Ling Feng shook his head and was silent for a moment before he said slowly.

"Magic Knife, Burial Heaven"

The long knife in the hand of the barbarian waved, the knife qi was tens of thousands, vertical and horizontal between heaven and earth, and the momentum of the burial sky came out, and the powerful momentum destroyed the withering and decaying, and destroyed the nothingness.

Fighting again, there was a completely different power, Ling Feng's expression was full of solemnity, the phoenix form converged, submerged into his body, and a sword spun sharply, breaking through the air.

Suddenly collided, the sword Bodhi withdrew, and the ancient sword of Suluo approached, the golden light was like a bright light, and then the long knife of the barbarian was fighting.

One retreats, the other advances, tacit cooperation, there is no flaw, however, the barbarian with the long knife in his hand is not afraid at all, and he is not left behind in a knife battle.

Rong Lou and Benjiang were shocked in their hearts, although they also knew that this mysterious war general was not simple, but they did not expect it to be so strong.

Taigda, the general under the command of Tiandao, is not weaker than anyone in his life, even if he is in the devil, he is also the pride of the devil.

The brilliance of a sword and two swords, the brilliance of the killing under the rising sun, the most fierce confrontation, a moment of distraction, is the end of the body and soul.

"Friend, your sword is too weak. The barbarian spoke, cold as an abyss, with a pair of dark eyes, without the slightest emotion, giving up everything, only the long knife in his hand can be trusted.

"Don't be affected" Jian Bodhi waved his sword to block the edge of the long knife, and said solemnly.

Ling Feng nodded, and without saying a word, the Purple Demon Sword was frosted, and the sword moved with him, as fast as a swift wind.

"Jian Bodhi, this is a duel between me and the barbarian, you go down. Ling Feng looked at Jian Bodhi, took a deep breath, and then said slowly.

Jian Bodhi looked at the barbarian, was silent for a moment, nodded, and then headed towards the camp of the rebels again.

The two glanced at each other, and instantly rushed towards each other again.