"As a sign of my respect for you, I'm not going to use a sword against you."

As he spoke, Su Feng withdrew the little black dragon into his body, and even Chasing Wind and Evil disappeared from everyone's sight.

Facing the sword that Long Xiaotian used with all his might, Su Feng was not ready to fight with a sword?

What is the big ......

Or are you confident in yourself?

Su Feng slowly stretched out his right index finger and pointed at the holy sword in the air.

This action seemed a little provocative, and it was full of contempt for Long Xiaotian.

Long Xiaotian couldn't be annoyed at all, and was even completely shocked by Su Feng's methods.

I saw blurred light and shadow pouring out from my fingertips, like an invisible rope, firmly binding the holy sword.

At first, the Holy Sword was not affected much, and it shook slightly.

But as time passed, the sword qi emitted by the holy sword was also covered by Su Feng's breath, and it could not be dispersed at all, and the frequency of the sword body trembling became faster and faster, constantly struggling!

Su Feng's expression was indifferent, quietly looking at the long sword that broke through the air, and did not regard it as an opponent.

Long Xiaotian looked at the long sword in surprise, and continued to pour his thoughts and spiritual power into it, but what he didn't expect was that the long sword was completely out of his control.

Even, he could feel the fear of the Holy Sword from it!

You know, this is the holy sword that his sect master gave him at the beginning.

Even if it is not as strong as an immortal weapon, in the hands of a strong person in the Earth Immortal Realm, the power that erupts is comparable to that of a superb magic weapon!

Its penetrating and destructive power is something that even ordinary earth fairyland can't resist.

And Su Feng ......

Just a finger?

"I don't believe it, I can't help you!"

Long Xiaotian shouted angrily, and the spiritual power like the abyss and the sea exploded, blessing the holy sword.

The holy sword suddenly accelerated, constantly approaching Su Feng.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that the holy sword trembled more and more, and cracks began to spread from the sword.

And as time passed, the rift gradually spread, until it finally cracked completely, and the fragments of the long sword swept in all directions like flowers and butterflies.

However, the moment the fragments flew out, countless brilliant sword qi were differentiated.

The speed of these sword qi was extremely fast, and the angle of attack was quite tricky, and from the eyes of ordinary people, it was completely impossible to capture the trajectory of their movements.

The final foothold of the sword qi is Su Feng's heart!

As a peerless genius in the cultivation realm, Long Xiaotian, like most people, didn't like to walk with a sword.

The flying sword itself is a killing move to take people's heads thousands of miles away, not to mention that it is the full force of the Immortal Dual Realm like Long Xiaotian, and the power is even more terrifying!

At least for many people, this trick is quite deadly!

But immediately after, a shocking scene reappeared-

I saw Su Feng with a warm smile on his face, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed it down.

With a very casual move, the sword qi that was killing him was instantly suppressed, and he fell to the ground, turning into the original flying sword fragments.

In the end, the blade fragments were neatly arranged by Su Feng and placed at his feet.

These fragments form two words.

It's "garbage"!

Long Xiaotian looked at those two insulting words, and instantly showed an extremely resentful expression, eager to rush up directly and tear Su Feng to pieces!

But soon, a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Boy, do you think that's all I have?"

"Trust me, you'll soon pay the price for your hubris!"

As soon as the words fell, an extremely ethereal sword shadow appeared in front of Su Feng, and then disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared in everyone's field of vision the next moment, he had already flashed behind Su Feng and slashed towards his spine

Go.

In fact, Long Xiaotian never thought that the holy sword given to him by the sect would be able to hurt Su Feng.

From beginning to end, he was using the holy sword to divert everyone's attention, for the sake of the current killing move!

For Long Xiaotian, his sword is to surprise and attack unprepared, in order to kill the enemy in the most concise way.

Therefore, he fused the Space Avenue and the Killing Avenue into it and stabbed the other party.

And that sword is also quite exquisite, obviously not an ordinary thing, although it looks rusty, and the sword body is also highly corroded, but the sword intent emitted is like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the resentment is monstrous!

In an instant, the terrifying killing intent was like a whistling cold wind, running down Su Feng's back and invading between the limbs and hundreds of bones.

Feeling the vigorous heart that was close at hand, Long Xiaotian, a pre-Qin long sword about two feet long, continued to tremble because of excitement, and let out bursts of crisp roars.

The sword's thirst for blood has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Although no sword spirit appeared, the battle intent that emanated made even Su Feng feel palpitations.

Almost instantly, Su Feng made a judgment-

You must not take this sword as you did just now, otherwise you must be the one who suffers!

Su Feng did not hesitate at all, and swept out with the help of the word trick.

But the feeling of dying has never dissipated.

Sen Han's killing intent, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, always patrolled his side.

It is true that Long Xiaotian's sword is indeed very fast.

It's also weird enough.

But when it comes to the treacherous atmosphere, the bronze sword is a mundane thing after all, and it can't be compared with the book of life and death and the judge's pen at all.

Su Feng's wrist was raised slightly, and the judge's pen struggled to write in the void, and countless words of "kill" appeared.

The brilliant characters slowly circulated, weaving into a dense and vast net, surrounding him.

The ghostly sword shadow was covered by the waves like an abyss and the sea in an instant, wrapped in the center, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't let the sword edge touch Su Feng in the slightest.

One hit missed, Long Xiaotian was not in love with fighting, and pinched the sword trick in his right hand, intending to summon the bronze sword back.

But Su Feng would not give the other party this chance at all.

After the battle, Su Feng could conclude that the bronze sword sacrificed by the other party was his natal weapon!

According to legend, many peerless geniuses who have been reincarnated by Heroic Spirits have been able to cultivate their own natal weapons according to the characteristics of their previous lives.

Because this weapon is highly suitable for one's own divine soul, it can maximize its strength after a long period of recuperation.

As if sensing Su Feng's intentions, for fear that the power of the divine soul he had pinned on his natal weapon would be damaged, Long Xiaotian did not hesitate at all, and directly urged the bronze sword to the extreme.

The sword roared, bursting out with powerful sword qi fluctuations.

Long Xiaotian's move was to tear apart the huge net woven by Su Feng and make the natal sword return to his body.

But at the critical moment, a huge cloth bag came down from top to bottom, firmly enclosing the bronze sword into it.

The ten fingers of the laughing man, who were as warm as jade, flashed rapidly, and in an instant, the rope on the cloth bag was firmly fastened, and no one could easily untie it.

Although the bronze sword struggled desperately, it seemed to merge into the deep mire, sinking deeper and deeper......