Chunzi was not in a hurry to attack, looked at Hao Fei's colorful equipment, and said, "How many layers of strength can these so-called equipment help you improve?" ”

Hao Fei smiled: "I haven't worn it myself, three times?" Five-fold? Ten times? Twenty times? ”

"Good!" Chunzi smiled and said, "Then I'll turn on all my firepower today to see if your so-called mortal way of using all things is really useful." Before he could finish speaking, a powerful aura appeared out of thin air, and then his figure disappeared from the spot.

"Huh~" A terrifying sword light shot out from the hole where Chunzi disappeared, this is a fierce sword qi.

Hao Fei had already prepared, put his hands together and pushed violently, and a huge amount of power gushed out, the first form of the eighteen palms of the dragon, Kang Long regretted!

The sword qi was shattered, and at the same time, Junzi snorted, and the figure staggered and flashed from the front...... Accurately locked in the high-speed movement, he had surprise and disbelief in his eyes.

"Die!" But in the next second, the afterimage flashed, and Chunzi appeared in the sky above Hao Fei, and it also brought cascading fist momentum, its speed and frequency were so fast that it was impossible to see with the naked eye.

Hao Fei's body was surrounded by dozens of fierce and ferocious fists in an instant, and each attack was not inferior to the strength of a great grandmaster's peak-level powerhouse. It's like being beaten by a group of great grandmasters at the same time, and any punch is unbearable.

At the last moment, Hao Fei's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared a hundred meters away, causing all his fists and kicks to fall short. It turned out that at some point, he had brought the teleportation scroll from Meng Dabao, and he had just saved his life.

Junko disappeared again, his voice fluctuating: "See how long you can hide!" ”

Hao Fei also exercised and replied, "It's not a problem for the officers and soldiers of the imperial court to come and hide in this game. After speaking, it was another move, and he swung the golden dragon to defend.

Chunzi likes the opponent's defense the most, so he has no worries about attacking, almost at the same time as the golden dragon appeared, he appeared in front of Hao Fei, and the front end of the sword finger soared out three feet of sharpness, stabbing straight to the throat.

Hao Fei fought left and right, one hand was stimulating the third type of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending to the land, and the other hand was already ready to attack, the fastest tenth type suddenly burst out, and the two golden dragons complemented each other, circling and intertwined and bombarded the opponent.

At this time, the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending is very different from before, the sword of Chunzi is in the center of the two dragon heads, and it only lasts for half a second before it breaks inch by inch, but this half second also gives him time to return to defense, one hand pressed against the two dragon heads, and with a deep shout, he pushed away the two golden dragon powers.

Hao Fei is the best at chasing while he is victorious, robbing while the fire is on fire, and half a second also allows him to reorganize the attack. His left and right hands erupted with dazzling golden light, and the dragon roared continuously, and the sound of shaking the sky made people feel that there were thousands of ancient giant beasts fighting bloodily here.

The lamb touches the sky, the dragon flies in the sky, the dragon is in the field, and the dragon fights in the wild...... Eighteen palm moves blasted out of his hand one after another, more than a dozen golden dragons flew and coiled, and the dazzling golden light shrouded a range of dozens of zhang, looking from a distance, only to see the dragon tail, dragon claws, dragon head flickering, blasting thunder bursts, black fog layers.

This time, even a master like Jian Wuxian couldn't look directly at the battlefield, and quickly retreated with his eyes covered. Only Li Xunhuan stared at it with a wine jug, with a complicated expression.

Hao Fei finished a set of eighteen palms, exhausted his essence, staggered a few steps, sat down with a butt, and breathed a long sigh of turbidity. With the blessing of the equipment, each golden dragon is equal to the full strength of a great grandmaster-level powerhouse, and the stimulation of each golden dragon requires the support of a huge amount of true qi. A complete set of eighteen palms of dragon descending came out, even Guo Jinghong, the seventh prince, Xiao Feng and the like, I am afraid that they will be exhausted and comatose on the spot.

"Zheng~~"

A distant sound of sword blades spread from the center of the dragons, and the eardrums of the people roared. The earth-shattering sound of the roar of ten thousand dragons was also suppressed by this sword roar.

"Zheng~Zheng~Zheng......" The sound of the sword blade trembling became faster and faster, and then the purple sword qi swept through the subtle arc in the black mist with lightning speed.

The roar of the golden dragon became weaker and weaker, and if you listened carefully, it seemed to turn into a terrible howl, mixed with fear and unwillingness. The dragon head and dragon tail that used to be hidden in the black fog became less and less, and even the golden light gradually shrank.

The feeling that something bad was happening came to his heart, but Hao Fei didn't have the strength to stand up again, so he could only silently watch the purple sword qi sweep across the sky, and the golden dragons were cut into several sections and soared into the sky.

The smoke disappeared, the thunder stopped, and the rain stopped, and Chunzi held a blazing white long sword, standing proudly.

"Heavenly Sword ......" Hao Fei recognized this divine weapon, and he had also missed it in the secret realm of Wudang.

Chunzi was soaked, her face was blue, her clothes were in tatters, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. His face was full of anger, his eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was heavy and long, and Hao Fei could hear it clearly from more than ten meters away. He slowly raised his long sword, his voice mixed with anger, but he was unhurried: "My Qingcheng faction's swordsmanship has been inherited from ancient times, and it can kill immortals, punish demons, and slay dragons!" The name of Qingcheng Sword Immortal is powerful in the sea, and when the junior can force me to really make a sword today, it is enough to be proud of my life. ”

Hao Fei gasped and said with a smile: "Senior Chunzi, didn't you say that you don't need these foreign objects?" The Heavenly Sword is a divine weapon in this world, and foreign objects can no longer be foreign objects. ”

Chunzi stroked the sword body and said: "It's a pity that this sword is left in that dummy old nun, I am a sword cultivator, loyal to the sword and sincere to the sword, only the sword is reluctant, how can it be called a foreign object!" ”

"Whatever you say, it's all yours!" Hao Fei struggled to stand up, put on a defensive posture, and said: "Come on, the soldiers and horses of the imperial court have already surrounded this place, but because of the momentum of the battle between you and me, they didn't come, and your time is running out." ”

"Just what I want! Boy, catch the sword! ”

The pure sword flew into the stab, without any fancy, but the speed of this stab was really shocking to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and it had reached Hao Fei's throat!

For any person, even a master at the level of a great grandmaster, I am afraid that he will die on this sword in an instant. Even Li Xunhuan, who was watching from the sidelines at this time, his pupils contracted sharply, his expression was surprised, and the carving knife had been pinched in his hand for some time.

The sword light suddenly exploded at this time, bursting like a flashbang, and ordinary people would be stabbed in the eye at a glance, and Hao Fei was in the center of the light source.

"Die." Before the sword arrived, the purple sword was already on Hao Fei's throat, and Chunzi said it without hurry, and the victory was in his hands.

Hao Fei clasped his hands together and clamped the blade in time to prevent the sword from stepping forward. It's just that his strength is declining, and this stalemate is extremely draining, causing him to tremble all over, and the few true qi that he has just gathered is drastically lost.