The True Qi Swimming Dragon, which was already almost like a substance, swept forward as if it were roaring with rage.

The remaining dozen soldiers had a somewhat gloomy face, but they held their weapons tightly and did not relax in the slightest.

They are ordinary soldiers, although there is no shortage of martial arts masters in the army, but it is the first time they have met Yipin like this.

It also made them deeply understand why the gap between the first product and the second product is called a world of separation.

Those martial arts masters who even they thought were quite powerful at the beginning couldn't hold out for even a round under the opponent's hands.

The aura of tyranny swept in, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of everyone.

Han Wu, who had always looked quite conceited, showed a trace of unwillingness in his eyes at this moment.

Is it going to stop there?

Under the night, a loud sword roar sounded crisply.

The sword flashed.

A sword flashed from everyone's eyes, and the true qi on the sword body swept away, like a storm.

That wave of true qi was broken through the middle at this moment, spilling out in all directions.

Under the moonlight, a person appeared at some unknown time, fell in the courtyard, and confronted the black lotus.

Shang Lu on the roof on the side looked stunned, as if he was a little surprised.

But Ye Wuwu on the side had a flat expression, as if he had known that such a scene would appear.

But he was still slightly relieved, and in the hand behind him, a touch of brilliant sword qi had just condensed, and then dissipated again.

Hei Lian's eyes narrowed slightly at this moment, and then chuckled.

"I'm not afraid of death, it turns out to be the famous Fengyun Feng Sword God, what's the matter, to stop the old man?"

Then, without waiting for the other party to answer, Hei Lian's eyes looked at the old man in the back again, and said with a smile.

"Han Linsheng, is this your last reliance? I actually invited this one from the rivers and lakes, so you can watch it and see if this young descendant can stop me. ”

Han Linsheng didn't speak, but Feng Yun frowned slightly, and then slowly spoke.

"Here, it's not Mr. Han's invitation, but it's just that I can't get used to seeing your Black Lotus Sect acting so recklessly, do you really think that you are invincible in the world?"

There was a hint of banter in Hei Lian's eyes, and he stared at Feng Yun who was blocking him with both eyes, and sneered.

"Feng Yun Xiao'er, now that he is known as the Sword God, he really thinks he is the Sword God? When the old man was mixed with the rivers and lakes, you were still spinning in your mother's womb, if you know each other, get out of my way. ”

No matter how good Rao is Feng Yun's temper is, a slight anger flashed in his eyes at this moment.

He didn't talk nonsense with Black Lotus, but raised the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the other party.

As he moved, an invisible ripple slowly dissipated from the center of his body.

There is no tyranny of true qi, no sharp sword qi, but everything is calm.

In Feng Yun's eyes, this mansion, or this heaven and earth, is only left with himself and Black Lotus.

Black Lotus nodded, but there was still a merciless sarcasm in her eyes.

"It's a bit decent, it looks good, but in fact, it's still not as good as a sword in the kid's hand outside."

The words that Black Lotus said referred to the sword immortal sword qi in Ye Wuwu's hand.

But Feng Yun didn't understand.

He doesn't need to understand.

A sword is out.

Fang was still as calm as water at the beginning, but at this moment, there was a sudden fluctuation, just like a ripple suddenly set off on the calm water.

With the handing out of this sword, this ripple became bigger and bigger, and the fluctuations became more and more intense.

Suddenly, this originally plain sword, at this moment, the sword momentum is pressing, and it is becoming more and more violent, like a wind and clouds.

Black Lotus's expression was just disdainful.

He waved his sleeves slightly, the cuffs of his black robe dancing with his movements, revealing a somewhat withered arm.

Hei Lian stretched out her hand, her palm was empty, and she didn't know if it was originally black, or the black aura that was rendered under the dark night flowed between her fingers.

The sword aura is awe-inspiring, gradually approaching.

A touch of crimson bloomed from the tip of the sword.

The palm of Black Lotus's outstretched right hand was suddenly pierced at this moment, and the top of his right arm was scraped by a subtle sword qi, cracking inch by inch, revealing a trace of blood.

The arm, which was already dry, looked even more dry at the moment, and because of the red of blood, it added a bit of horror to the plainness.

It can be seen that Feng Yun's sword has gained a lot.

Han Linsheng and the others behind him also looked a little soothed at this moment.

But Feng Yun's eyes showed a hint of horror.

He was full of qi and wanted to put away the sword, but he found that the long sword in his hand was firmly held by the other party with the palm of his hand, even if it was pierced, even if the blood was overflowing, Black Lotus never let go.

The corners of Hei Lian's mouth suddenly outlined a strange smile.

Feng Yun was stunned in his heart, and then secretly said that it was not good, and as soon as the hand holding the sword was loosened, he was about to abandon the sword and retreat.

But I don't know when the black true qi that emerged was like a small snake, tightly entangled Feng Yun's figure, preventing him from retreating.

True gas turns into substance and condenses out of thin air, which is the uniqueness of the Blowing Snow Realm.

And all of this happened in a blink of an eye.

From Feng Yun coming out of the sword, to Black Lotus holding the sword in his hand, and the black little snake's true qi.

It's just between breaths.

A withered palm suddenly pressed against Feng Yun's chest, and then he heard Black Lotus's strange laughter.

After a muffled sound, Feng Yun stepped back with his sword, his body staggered a little, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

On his chest, there was a pitch-black palm print.

But he finally drew his sword.

Hei Lian, who was still standing proudly in the courtyard, squinted her eyes slightly, and looked at her right hand, which could already be said to be bloody, with a flat expression.

He sighed.

"Being able to cultivate to this realm without sects and sects is different from those first-class wastes on the rivers and lakes that are only useful for the sake of use, but the old man underestimates you a little."

The black true qi swirled from his arm, and the blood that was still flowing slowly suddenly stopped flowing at this moment, and even the wound was slowly healing.

Black Lotus's eyes flickered, and she raised her foot and stepped heavily on the ground.

An invisible true qi attacked everyone from the ground, Feng Yun's face was pale, but he still stepped forward with a sword and blocked this style.

But then, a stream of blood spurted out of Feng Yun's mouth, and the injury that was originally forcibly suppressed by him with his true qi suddenly erupted at this moment.

Black Lotus's gaze swept over the people with different expressions, and the old man suddenly smiled and said slowly.

"It is said that the back waves of the rivers and lakes push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach, but according to the old man, the back waves of this generation are not very good."

"Plop"

Two figures tumbled off the roof and fell to the ground, a little embarrassed.

Ye Wuwu's expression suddenly became angry, he directly got up and kicked Shang Lu on the side, and said angrily.

"Stinky Taoist, why are you pushing me, didn't you say that you only watch the drama and don't interfere?"

Shang Lu covered his head and struggled to get up, looking a little confused, and complained.

"No, I was pushed down too? I didn't have time to run away, so I intervened when I was crazy. ”

The atmosphere that was originally a bit heavy and sparse became a little weird at this moment due to the appearance of Ye Wuwu and Shang Lu.

Hei Lian took a deep breath, stared at the two of them, and said with a smile.

"Yo, the two back waves watched the play for so long, and finally ran down to die?"

Shang Lu didn't know where the courage came from at this moment, so he suddenly straightened up and said loudly to the black lotus.

"The back waves of the rivers and lakes push the front waves, and one wave is more than the other!"

Ye Wuwu was stunned, he didn't understand what Shang Lu was pumping for a while, but he subconsciously answered.

"There are talented people in the country, and I am the most prodigal in today's generation!"

(End of chapter)