Cheng Feng's body was like electricity, and he jumped down from the tree suddenly, and his backhand was a sword split. The sword arrogant did not retreat, but advanced, the two swords one horizontal and one picked, and the two flew back in the sound of metal clashes and sparks.

"Damn, the speed is a little faster than me, I don't know what level that armor is, a pair of black swords are higher grade than my Fire Dance Sword, it should be the upper grade of the Xuan Rank. This kind of strength, there is such equipment..."Jian Ao sighed in his heart, he is just a disciple of the Sword Sect, and the gift of the master's treasures will naturally not be too rich, and it is not easy to obtain a set of Xuan-level mid-grade Fire Dance Sword. As for the armor, their Sword Sect generally practices qi and generally doesn't wear it, and besides, his best armor is just a Xuan-rank lower grade...

"Although the strength of this swordsmanship is strong, but the equipment is not as good as mine, I just need to entangle with him, and when they can free up their hands, he will be finished..."Cheng Feng thought secretly, he was not conceited enough to kill Jian Ao by a whole level, he had been planning to delay time from the beginning...

Jian Ao was already arrogant and arrogant, but he was calculated by Cheng Feng, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and now his mind was full of killing Cheng Feng, and he was ashamed. The body rushed forward, and a pair of fire dancing swords in his hand struck left and right, and the moves were fierce and vicious.

Cheng Feng didn't entangle with him at all, and after blocking a few swords indiscriminately, he retreated, relying on his speed to entangle with him, and didn't fight head-on at all.

Jian was so arrogant that he shouted, "Boy, you have the ability to confront me head-on, dodge and dodge, and shrink your head like a turtle!"

Tear and pull!

The black light flashed, and Jian Ao's left sword was resisted by his backhand, and his right sword slashed with a scorching fire wolf. The black shadow flew back a few meters, drawing a deep groove on the ground, Cheng Feng held his sword and squatted, swallowing nearly ten soul replenishing pills in one go, and it was quite soul-consuming at full speed......

"Haha, the soul power is insufficient, let's die!" Seeing this, Jian Ao came to his senses, and as soon as he wrapped his wrist, he stabbed out with his sword, and a wave of fiery qi burst out, and the attack power was needless to say.

Rumble!

The trunk burst and burned, but Cheng Feng fled.

"I'll see how many times you can dodge!" Jian Ao shouted, and the two swords were flattened, and the scorching waves of qi slammed into all directions. This time, the range of his attack was all-round, Cheng Feng could only dodge in the air, and he was already prepared!

Boom boom...

As soon as the scorching air wave came out, it ignited the surrounding trees, and it had to be said that in the woods, the means of sword pride were exerted to a certain height.

Sure enough, Cheng Feng saw that there was no way around, so he had to jump into the sky. Jian Ao, who had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, grinned, kicked into the sky with a kick under his feet, unexpectedly threw out a pair of fire dance swords, and shouted in his mouth, "Imperial Sword Technique!"

Surrounded by sword fingers, the two fire dance swords seemed to suddenly have a spirit surname, and they quickly broke through the air and stabbed at Cheng Feng. As the saying goes, it's hard to control yourself in the air. Cheng Feng knew something was wrong when he heard the word swordsmanship, and he still remembered the situation when the sword idiot controlled the five flying swords......

"Get out of here!" Cheng Feng roared, and with a backhand swipe of two flying fire dance swords, and then did his best to fall to the tree trunk below, fighting in the air, he was too much of a loss!

"Fire Dance meets Po!" Jian Ao roared, a pair of sword fingers suddenly closed and probed forward, and the two Fire Dance swords stabbed side by side, like two planets crossing... Cheng Feng's body retreated and fell, his hands dancing in black light, blocking again and again, but the two fire dancing swords continued to attack in a circle in the air, endlessly!

The so-called wise man has a thousand thoughts, and there must be a mistake. Even though Cheng Feng's defense was invulnerable, he was still caught in the loophole, as evidenced by the wounds on his ribs and shoulders......

"Haha, the kid is dead!" Jian Ao was overjoyed when he saw him hanging a few colors, and he held his double swords and killed Cheng Feng who fell on the trunk.

"Poof..."Cheng Feng spat out a small mouthful of blood and wiped it with his right hand holding the sword. The series of blocks just now also slightly shocked him, after all, the difference in the thickness of the soul power of the two was too far apart.

The two swords in the hands of the rushing Jianao danced like two hot wheels, breaking and burning everywhere they passed, and in a short time, the forest was destroyed and in a mess. Cheng Feng forcibly raised his soul power to escape, and now he has no less than 20 knife wounds on his body, without exception, there is no blood flowing out, and the wounds are hideously twisted, which is the masterpiece of the Fire Dancing Sword!

"Where to escape!" Jian Ao chased after him, raised his hand and stabbed Cheng Feng's head with a sword.

Clang!!

At this moment, a blue light crossed the sky, and the sword was dancing in the middle of the fire.

"Who?!" Jian Ao's smile froze, and the other sword continued to stab at Cheng Feng while shouting.

Bite!

A blood-colored long knife suddenly appeared, blocking the fire dance sword at the same time, a whip leg swept towards Jian Ao, and with a bang, Jian Ao was kicked upside down and flew out, rolling up the dust and smoke in the sky...

"Crazy, are you alright?"

"Hey, if you come later, it's time to collect the body for me..."Cheng Feng saw the person who was coming, and smiled reluctantly.

"Sorry for the delay. Meditation Xiu smiled slightly, and then stopped and said.

"What kind of thief is it that doesn't open his eyes!" The sword buried in the mountain rock in the distance swept out proudly, and in the middle of the spin, the two fire dancing swords stirred strangely, and the sword shadow was swirling, and the fire wave rolled wildly.

"Be careful with your meditation! This fire wave is extremely powerful!" Cheng Feng reminded loudly, he had suffered all the hardships of this fire wave. However, Nalan Youhe was calm and relaxed, as if he was not worried at all.

"What an arrogant guy, do you want to use your armor to resist my Fire Dance Sword Technique?!" Jian Ao looked disdainful, he had a strong confidence in his sword technique, this full sword, he didn't believe that this person could block it with armor!

However, the Meditation Cultivator did not summon his Xuan-level Superb Armor to resist, and when the rolling waves of fire rushed in front of the Immortal Cultivation for several feet, it seemed to have encountered an invisible obstacle, and it was actually too close!

"Impossible, how can this be?!" Jian Ao exclaimed in disbelief, the other party neither used Gang Qi to resist, nor summoned armor to defend, he really couldn't guess what was going on.

"Anything is possible!" said Meditation Cultivator grinned, his standing figure suddenly changing, and his palms of his hands took on a massage posture. "Frozen!" Meditation Cultivator roared with a sly smile, and then with his body as the center, the ice blue cold qi visible to the naked eye overflowed wildly, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding area turned into an ice field, and the cold qi quickly swept towards the sword pride, the power of ice spirit!

"Cold, what a pure cold!" Jian Ao was so shocked that he almost dropped his chin on the ground, water and fire are incompatible, this extreme heat meets extreme cold, it depends on whose caste is more refined. "Fire Dance Sword Technique: Flame Dragon Annihilation!" Jian Ao saw that the situation was not good, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and used his strongest sword, although there were many sequelae after casting, but now at the moment of life and death, he can't care about it!

Thundered...

The Fire Dance Sword swung out a monstrous flame, and then suddenly converged into a two-winged fire dragon, and went straight to the cold air with the billowing flames.

"Block, block, block!" The momentum of the fire dragon was very strong, but as soon as it approached, it was impotence, and the dragon head instantly blew off a third, and the flames it carried quickly died, so anxious that Jian Ao was sweating profusely. His flame was indeed of a good grade, but the ice spirit of meditation was the most cold and awe-inspiring power in heaven and earth, how could he resist it?

Puff puff...

The flame dragon first slowly died, and then suddenly collapsed, and in just a moment it turned into nothingness, and the power of the ice spirit drove straight in, and Jian Ao was frozen into an ice sculpture before he could escape, crystal clear!

"This is the first time I've used the power of ice to kill an enemy, and I'm worthy of your pride!" Meditation muttered to himself at the ice sculpture, and then took off the sword storage bracelet, and threw it directly to Cheng Feng without looking at it. First, he is not good at using swords, and secondly, Cheng Feng has been fighting with him for so long, of course, this benefit has to belong to him, and secondly, Cheng Feng is also a double sword, among which the sword technique is not guaranteed to be of great help to him.

Cheng Feng was not hypocritical, took the bracelet, and a drop of blood fell on it. To be honest, he is quite interested in the sword technique of the Sword Sect, Jian Ao's sword skills are by no means comparable to him, if it weren't for Jian Ao's arrogance and contempt for the enemy this time, I'm afraid he would have turned into a pile of coke.

"Fire Dance Sword Technique"?" Cheng Feng turned over his hand and took out a yellow ancient book, with the four big characters 'Fire Dance Sword Technique' written on it, "This is the sword technique that Jian Ao used before, it's a pity that I am not a fire surname, otherwise I can practice..."

"Everything has its own providence, let's hurry up and help Feng Gang, I'm afraid he won't be able to support it. Nalan jumped down from the tree and said.

"Oops, I almost forgot about this link, let's go, go to Brother Gang's side!" Ming Xiu patted his head, and waved his hand again and again to beckon the two of them to rush to Feng Gang.

......

Boom... Boom!

"Oops, poof..."The high-altitude wave exploded, and the two golden hammers landed first, and then Bong Gang slammed into the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out sideways.

"Haha, suffer death!" The red-haired and thick-eyebrow man sword fight swept down from the sky with a single-edged sword, and greeted Feng Gang's head with a one-edged sword arrogantly, as if he wanted to cut off Feng Gang's head with a knife.

"I'm...!" Feng Gang turned over with difficulty, opened his mouth and scolded, the two fought for 3,000 rounds, but I didn't expect that the skills were still poor, and I saw that this time the fierce was more auspicious...

"Who dares to hurt my brother Gang!" suddenly heard a roar in the forest, followed by a spinning blood-colored long knife flew in, accompanied by an ice-blue arrow.

"Ah?!" the sword fight turned into a block, and in the scream, it was hit by a knife and an arrow and rushed out. As a result of the Immortal Cultivation, a green pill was thrown at Feng Gang, and he shouted, "Brother Gang opens his mouth!"

Feng Gang's mood at this moment can be described as surprised and happy, he opened his mouth again and again to catch it, swallowed it, and suddenly felt a touch of abundant soul power derived from the dantian, and even the blood and qi were a little stronger.

"Lao Gang, let's kill this guy together!" Cheng Feng, who had already recovered his true body, swept over from a distance, and a pair of black swords in his hands flashed with a little fierce light.

"Okay, okay, this guy is so overwhelming that I can't hold back the fire in my belly, watch me smash him flat!" Feng Gang picked up a pair of golden hammers on the ground and quickly ran in the direction of the sword fight. Nalan You was also running on the branches, and the big green bow in his hand was ready to go.

(Yesterday the chapter was wrongly marked, sorry!) (To be continued.) )