"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

On the dilapidated street, the two figures were as fast as lightning, constantly colliding and bombarding, sparks flying everywhere, and the magic sword with black light and the spirit sword with blue light were constantly clashing.

The young man named Yun Tianfeng regressed and fell to the root of the wall on the side of the street, his face flushed.

"Something is wrong with this knife!"

Wantong's blocking road naturally inevitably had to fight, Murong Yu and Jiang Chuyao had already bypassed the East City Gate to save people at Yun Tianfeng's request, while Yun Tianfeng himself stayed to fight Wantong alone.

But as the battle grew, Yun Tianfeng had doubts.

Wantong is a genius in Wanhua Palace whose talent is second only to Shao Bohua, but at the beginning of the successive battles, Wantong, who cultivated at the second level of the fourth realm, did not put much pressure on Yun Tianfeng, which made Yun Tianfeng feel incredible.

By the time the fight had come to the present, the pressure on Yun Tianfeng's body had increased unconsciously, getting heavier and heavier.

"It seems that you have already noticed something, but I have to regret to tell you that it is useless to detect, you are doomed!"

Wantong was also panting violently, and the high-intensity and fast-paced battle made him unexpectedly surprised by Yun Tianfeng's endless internal strength, but that was all, he was confident and believed that he had the chance to win.

Recognized by Wantong, Yun Tianfeng's face became more solemn.

From the time of the fight to the present, Wantong has been all hard-hitting, and he has not even used a magic spell, which is extremely unreasonable.

And now, the answer has emerged in Yun Tianfeng's heart.

The problem is with Vantone's knife.

"This magic knife is strong when it is strong, and weak when it is weak, and it can always maintain a state of similar killing power with the opponent, and it is because of this that I did not feel the gap in realm combat power between you and me from the beginning."

"But in fact, every time the sword collides, your magic knife will secretly affect the flow rate of my blood, but this acceleration process is relatively subtle and slow, and it will not be detected easily."

"The longer I fight with you, the more times the sword collides, the faster my blood flow will be, increasing the burden on my body, and my internal organs will be on the verge of collapse, which will affect my own use of martial arts, the more high-intensity martial arts, the more likely it is to detonate the hidden dangers of my own state, if I don't check it a little, it is easy to change from killing to suicide when performing high-intensity martial arts!"

Yun Tianfeng whispered and revealed the secret of Wantong's magic knife, which was both against the sky and chicken.

The chicken rib is that the killing power of Vantone is limited at the beginning of the fight, and there is a probability that the boat will capsize in the gutter and be killed by the opponent at the beginning of the fight.

The anti-heaven is that with the extension of the battle time, Wantong's advantages will become more and more obvious, the opponent will have more and more scruples, and many high-intensity martial arts will not dare to use, which is equivalent to binding his hands and feet, and the more he fights, the weaker he becomes, and in the end he can be easily killed by Wantong like pinching an ant.

"It's late, I've heard about your glorious deeds of repelling the Xingyue Valley Zhu Di with a sword at the old site of Changge Gate, and I have long known that you have a terrible martial art that kills a thousand enemies and damages eight hundred, but now, do you still dare to use it? Facing Zhu Di, you almost killed yourself when you performed that trick in your peak state, and now that the endurance of all the internal organs of the body has reached a critical point, do you still dare to perform that trick? ”

A smug smile appeared on Vantone's face.

Although the Three Thousand Miscellaneous Sects are actually not a weak force, this title is not good, where can it be compared to Kunlun, the number one sect in the world.

And now, as a disciple of Wanhua Palace in the Three Thousand Miscellaneous Sects, he can use what he has learned to force the Kunlun disciples into a desperate situation, what a glorious deed, what a great achievement.

Now, only the last step is left, as long as he takes off the head of Kunlun's disciple, his name will spread throughout the world, even overshadowing Shao Bohua's bastard who has no one in his eyes, and he has a chance to regain the identity of the Taoist of Wanhua Palace, just thinking about it is already exciting.

"Bang!"

In the excitement, Wantong's battle intent was high, the magic knife in his hand opened and closed, and began to press Yun Tianfeng's crazy output, slashing wildly, and he didn't even need any rules, but he made a brutal move, forcing Yun Tianfeng to passively resist, and continued to speed up Yun Tianfeng's blood flow.

"Trouble!"

Yun Tianfeng's face was expressionless, passively blocking, and he was quite irritable in his heart.

If his own spiritual power can be used, with the subtlety of Kunlun's spell, it will not be difficult to break this special spell of Wantong.

But now, only martial arts can be used, and the operation of the internal strength of the meridians will be subject to various restrictions, and it is really passive.

"Poof!"

Wantong attacked violently like a storm, Yun Tianfeng's blocking frequency became higher and higher, and the blood flow rate increased sharply, forming a huge vascular oppression, and a blood vessel on the right arm holding the sword could not withstand it after all, and it was the first to burst open, and a large amount of blood sprayed out.

Yun Tianfeng used martial arts to stop the blood, and used his spiritual sense to calculate the rhythm of the battle with high intensity, avoiding the collision of swords as much as possible, and focusing on dodging.

However, the Wantong realm is higher, and in the case of pressing and fighting, Yun Tianfeng will inevitably have to collide with several swords after all, and the blood vessels that are already on the verge of the limit will burst in many places, such as finger joints, temples, etc.

After a while, more capillaries on Yun Tianfeng's skin also exploded one after another, and the blood stained his whole person into a bloody person, and his condition was extremely miserable.

"I knew that I should have cast [Thousand Mountains] at the beginning, but now I can't use it if I want to!"

Yun Tianfeng felt a little bitter in his heart, he faced Wantong and let Murong Yu and Jiang Chuyao go first, it was because of the Taiji Diagram formed by the Dantian Qi Sea now, and he could forcibly improve his own killing power at a critical moment, which was his confidence.

But I never expected that Wantong's knife would have such an effect, and now if you run the Taiji Diagram to transform the internal force, I am afraid that you will be blown up before you have used your sword skills.

This is also the reason why Yun Tianfeng did not directly break out at the beginning, although the strong internal force beyond his own realm level can provide Yun Tianfeng with powerful killing power, but it is also a burden on the body, if it is not necessary, it is not suitable for use.

It is precisely this layer of scruples that the best opportunity is missed.

"Yun Tianfeng, why are you suffering from a face now? What about the previous conceit? It's disgusting! ”

The more Wantong fought, the more excited he became, the more he fought, the more emotionally he became, and he even had the strength to speak provocatively and sarcastically, as if Yun Tianfeng was already a fish on his board, and life and death were between him kneading.

"Bang!"

A knife smashed down and bounced, and Wantong kicked Yun Tianfeng's chest violently, kicking Yun Tianfeng's body and bursting out, directly collapsing a house.

In the ruins of the house, Yun Tianfeng vigorously pushed open the stones and wooden blocks that pressed on his body, he tried to use the purification ability of the Qingxuan Sword, but because the spiritual power could not be used, the purification effect of the Qingxuan Sword's instinct was very weak, and it could not completely purify the negative effects brought by the opponent's demonic path.

"It shouldn't be!"

Yun Tianfeng was puzzled, the Qingxuan Sword was one of the top ten spirit swords, even if it was just instinctive purification, it should not be afraid of the pollution of the magic path of the Fourth Realm Demon Cultivation, but now the effect is extremely weak, not to mention expelling and purifying, it is difficult to suppress it.

"It's not magic, it's ...... Curse! ”

Soon, Yun Tianfeng raised his eyebrows and found the crux of the problem.

Looking at the world, whether it is the side door or the immortal magic or the demon road pollution, it can be restrained after all.

However, there are only two abilities that are extremely tricky, and almost all practitioners feel a headache and avoid them.

That's curses and witchcraft.

The curse is mysterious, and some dark rules are secretly in line with it, and the witchcraft is bizarre, inherited in the flood era, which is an extremely rare special means, and it is very troublesome to resolve.

This is undoubtedly a very tricky trouble for Yun Tianfeng.

"Yo, the Kunlun disciple who has attracted everyone's attention is actually in a daze, I thought you would take the opportunity to grab your tail and escape!"

Wantong found it, and the magic knife in his hand picked up the wreckage of the building that blocked his vision, and his eyes were full of excitement and fanaticism.

"Boom!"

The two of them clashed again, Yun Tianfeng's movements became slower and slower, the pressure inside his body became more and more intense, and he began to fall into the downwind, constantly being knocked away by Wantong, smashing one house after another, half of the street was full of potholes, and a large number of blood traces could be seen everywhere.

Soon, Yun Tianfeng was forced into an alley, which was a dead end, and there was no way back.

Wantong dragged the demon path slowly, the speed was not fast, and it was increasing the pressure in Yun Tianfeng's heart in this form.

"Kunlun disciple? I'm sorry, just your three-legged cat's kung fu and killed the six elders of the Heart Refining Sect, it's a joke, if you guess correctly, it should be Feiyun Lou's idea, right? They killed the six elders of the Heart Refining Sect, and then passed on all the credit to you, making you radiant and giving you one more layer of talismans, but unfortunately, tonight is destined to make all their efforts in vain, I, Wantong, will soon cut off your head and go to the Beast Palace to receive the reward, becoming the most dazzling existence in the world. ”

Yun Tianfeng raised his head and looked coldly at Wantong, who was standing taller,

At this moment, Wantong was standing at the mouth of the alley, and the moonlight behind him stretched his shadow very long, covering Yun Tianfeng's body like a quilt, as if it was tall and unshakable.

Is it really going to be planted here today?

Yun Tianfeng's heart is heavy, if he can survive, this time is a good lesson.

Hole cards, sometimes not necessarily left until the end to be insured.

"Anyway, you are also the last disciple of Kunlun, oh, no, Kunlun is the only one left, not the head but also the acting head, hahahaha, I Wantong will personally end the last head of Kunlun, end the Kunlun era, the ten states in the world will remember my name of Wantong in the future, now give you one last chance, say your last words, I Wantong promise, I will tell the world for you."

Facing Wantong's almost fanatical chatter, Yun Tianfeng took a deep breath to try to regain his composure, looked down at the Qingxuan Sword in his hand, and then turned his head to look in the direction of Kunlun.

Perhaps, there is really only one way to let Rilun make a move, but if that is the case, he is stripped of Kunlun's identity, will he still have the face to sweep the tomb of his master Kunlun in the future?

"Boy, how about making a deal?"

Suddenly, at this moment, an unfamiliar voice sounded in Yun Tianfeng's mind.

Yun Tianfeng's heart tightened, and he immediately looked around, but there was no one to see.

"Don't look at it, you can't see me, make a deal, you just need to nod your head and be my registered disciple, and I'll teach you how to kill this demon boy?"