His eyes stared at the invisible Gangfeng Sword in Huo Feng's hand slightly, and a trace of a bad premonition grew in his mind, making Zhang Yan vigilant himself in his heart.

Swish!!

As soon as Huo Feng's body moved, he disappeared into the air, and the next moment it emerged from above Zhang Yan's head, and the invisible Gangfeng Sword in his hand immediately slashed down angrily.

Everywhere the sword shadow passed, the air emitted a faint hissing sound of overwhelm, as if the furious sword had torn the space apart.

Ten thousand sword winds slaughtered, enveloping Zhang Yan's body, and before the invisible Gangfeng sword fell, it had already cut through several cracks in his clothes, and his black hair was also cut off a lot.

Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly froze, and his big hand suddenly poked out towards the sky, however, a strange power suddenly attacked him with the sword wind, and it was the soul power.

The soul power burst out, Zhang Yan's body trembled suddenly, and the movements in his hands were also momentary, he didn't expect that Huo Feng would find his only weakness, that is, he couldn't resist the attack of the soul power.

The Gangfeng Sword in Huo Feng's hand had already fallen, and it was about to slash his arm.

And at this moment, in Zhang Yan's body, the Tianyuanlu in the sea of knowledge seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and the gray light suddenly flourished, and the sound of a thud sounded, and finally turned to the last page, and the strange words on it flashed with a hazy light.

The rich chaotic qi erupted like a torrent from the closed chaotic crystals in the Tianyuanlu and Qi Sea, instantly reaching its limbs and hundreds of remains, and then rushing straight to the door of his head.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the Gangfeng Sword in Huo Feng's hand did not fall for a long time.

Swish!!

Zhang Yan trembled suddenly, woke up from the shock of his soul power, and immediately moved his footsteps back slightly half a step.

Snort

The Gangfeng sword slashed down immediately, and the tip of the sword cut through the clothes on the right shoulder, falling against its skin, leaving a faint blood mark on the right side of Zhang Yan's body, and a red blood slowly oozed out, and then dyed the surrounding clothes blood-red.

Avoiding this dangerous and dangerous sword, Zhang Yan was already oozing with a little sweat on his back, and he didn't know how to avoid this sword of life and death. At this moment, the Heavenly Source Record within his Consciousness Sea and the Closed Chaos Crystals within the Qi Sea had been restored to their original state, and he was unaware of this.

Huo Feng's eyes flashed with a grim color, and without giving Zhang Yan a chance to breathe, the Gangfeng Sword in his hand immediately swept out, and an arc-shaped sword light of several zhang size flew out and slashed towards Zhang Yan.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan suddenly let out a sharp shout, the Xuan Qi in his body surged, the brilliant light of the Emperor Crystal in the Qi Sea flickered, and the power of more than a dozen divine patterns flew out of the Qi Sea like a small spiritual spring.

The Xuan Qi in his hand condensed into the crystallization of the shape of a fist glove, and then smashed into the attacking sharp sword with a punch.

Rumble!

Click!

Under the strong confrontation, the sword shattered, and on the other hand, the Xuanqi crystal set in Zhang Yan's hand only left a small dent.

However, the wisp of soul power wrapped around the sword slammed into his body, and the soul attack that could not be resolved caused his body to stagnate for a moment again.

And at this moment, Huo Feng's figure disappeared into the air again, emerging from behind him.

The Xuan Qi in the body surged out, all condensed on the Gangfeng Sword, its ferocity instantly soared, and countless Gangfeng Thin Swords burst out like a thousand rays of light, and the vibrating air emitted a trace of hiss.

"Sword sorrow. ”

Between heaven and earth, the wind suddenly rose up, as if all the power between heaven and earth was gathered on this sword, and a miserable sorrowful sound sounded from the Gangfeng sword, like the resentment of ten thousand people.

Thundered!!

The Gangfeng Sword was sent, and the surrounding air was like the water that soared up when the boulder fell into the water, and it was instantly squeezed out. Around the two of them, a vacuum became a vacuum.

The whim of the heart surged all over the body, straight to the brain, and it was also a gust of wind, but this wind was much stronger than Huo Feng's power, because the essence of the two was the difference between heaven and earth.

The wind held the light figure, Zhang Yan immediately turned his body, and his palms slapped out angrily.

"Wind Sorrowful Hand!"

This martial technique was the martial technique that Fan Ye asked them to choose at random when they left the Dragon Desolate Altar that day, the intermediate level of the ground level.

A more intense sense of sorrow than Huo Feng's Gangfeng sword emerged, as if a touch of sorrow generated by heaven and earth suppressed the sorrow on Huo Feng's sword.

The essence-like wind attribute Xuan Qi condensed into a palm print, and it was immediately shot out, sandwiching Huo Feng's Gangfeng Sword between his palms. The power of the wind and thunder on the palm of his hand exploded, and there were faint signs of shattering the Gangfeng Sword.

Seeing this, Huo Feng suddenly shouted, and the huge Xuan Qi possessed by the peak of the Xuan Soul Realm rushed out like a river that broke the embankment, and all of them converged on the Gangfeng Sword, resisting the fierce power of wind and thunder. Immediately, there was another sinister laugh, and the soul power in his soul sea also poured out, turning into a soul sword and stabbing at Zhang Yan's eyebrows.

There was a sudden shock in his heart, his body flickered, and he had to dodge this soul divine sword, Feng Bei's hand was instantly released, and the Gangfeng Sword in Huo Feng's hand was like a sky-splitting sword that had lost all resistance, stabbing straight at Zhang Yanqihai.

Clang!!

The crisp sound of metal colliding seemed to cut off the fast knife that continued Huo Feng's power, so that the continuous power in his hand broke instantly, Huo Feng, who thought that he had succeeded, suddenly stiffened with a hideous smile on his face, and looked at the part stabbed by the Gangfeng Sword in horror.

"How could Yan Lei's physical defense be so strong?" Huo Feng flashed a frightened doubt in his mind, and immediately gritted his teeth, and the broken Xuan Qi was used wildly again, trying to hit Zhang Yan hard.

However, Zhang Yan's punches were a little faster than him, and they were blasted out long before he could react.

The thunder power above the fist suddenly appeared, and the condensed thunder snakes made a sizzling sound, and roared away with a thunderous force like the god of heaven and earth.

Seeing the situation, Huo Feng's face immediately sank, if this punch hit him, he would immediately lose half of the battle, and this half of the combat power was already dead for this life-and-death battle.

The body technique and martial arts were running, and a strange wind started, and Huo Feng's figure once again dodged Zhang Yan's fist like a clear wind.

A snort sounded, and the fist wrapped in the power of the furious thunder grazed Huo Feng's chest, twisting the clothes on his chest into pieces, and a wisp of black smoke rose from a small cloud of charred skin, and a smell of burning skin spread.

"Don't underestimate a Xuanhuang Realm who has been in retreat for five years, otherwise you will die a miserable death. Zhang Yan said in a cold tone.

With gloomy eyes glancing at the skin on his chest that was bruised by the power of thunder, Huo Feng's palm that was holding the Gangfeng Sword twitched fiercely, his eyes suddenly cold, and the corner of his eye glanced at the rest of the battles, and then smiled lightly: "I can't beat you, but it doesn't mean that your people are all powerful." ”

Hearing this, the divine consciousness at the peak of the imperial rank spread, covering the sky within a hundred miles, it was okay not to look at it, and this time, Zhang Yan's face froze, and the crazy killing intent in his eyes was like a monstrous flame gushing.

I saw that the battle where Yan Muling was was already in a weak position, and she had the strength of Xiaocheng in the Xuan Soul Realm, relying on the Qiyao Demon Flame who was still in the extremely weak stage, and wanted to resist the six strong people from the early stage of the Xuan Soul Realm to Xiaocheng, it was really a little too reluctant.

Six powerful martial arts flew in unison, blasting away the martial arts displayed by Yan Mu Ling, and then killing the latter.

Because of the excessive consumption of strength, Yan Muling's face had turned slightly pale, showing that he was a little powerless.

And the Ancient Sparrow Spirit is also powerless against it, even if she overcontrols Yan Mu Ling's body, without the support of Xuan Qi, even if there is a big means, she can't use it.

The remaining four martial arts flew towards it one after the other, and Yan Mu Ling also bit her teeth, and her delicate body dodged three of them in an inflexible way, but the palm print that flew from the left side slammed into her body.

boom

The Seven Yao Demon Flame was shaken away, and Yan Mu Ling's body was blasted out by this palm, and finally crashed into a mountain cliff, and the mountain rock rolled down with a thumping sound.

A mouthful of bright red blood flowed out, and its entire breath instantly withered a lot, and its pale face became a little more pale, and then it was stunned to bite its teeth and soar into the air again.

Seeing this, the six of them all smiled hideously, and there was no look of pity in their eyes.

"Brothers, her. ”