The pace was brisk, Luo Tian slowly walked out of the black forest, the sky was vast, the red flames of the Demon Dragon Mountain in the distance flickered and dimmed, and the cupola spring pillar in the center of the lake lingered faintly in his heart.

The black tiger was released by Luo Tian, but after a few teas, the black tiger had recovered as before, and the broken muscles and bones had been restored under the action of the elixir.

"Go back to Mu Ling! bring this!" Luo Tian said lightly, summoning Yu Jian out.

Luo Tian has already signed a contract with the Black Tiger, so he is naturally not afraid of what will happen to the Black Tiger.

The black tiger let out a low sigh, and shrunk the size of the jade slip in his mouth, like a raccoon cat, and passed away in the forest like lightning.

Luo Tian tidied up his messy sideburns and clothes slightly, and the spirit weapon flashed and shot towards the center of the lake

The battle by the lake was almost at its climax, and the speed of the lone monk was as fast as the wind, and it was not much better than the phantom meteor of Luo Tian. But the oolong stick in the hand of the leader of the guardians was also impenetrable, guarding it like a vajra cover, violating the sword moves of the lone monk and injuring it in the slightest.

The Lone Monk's attack is full of momentum, but it is difficult to sustain such a fierce attack and quick kill.

After another half a cup of tea, the lone monk's attack speed began to slow down. Although the speed is still not slow, it is much slower than before.

"Roar!" the guardian leader suddenly roared, and the Shadow Vajra Hood disappeared.

The Oolong Stick, the leader of the Guardians of the Demon Island, was raised high, and the wind calmed down in an instant. The solitary monk didn't know if it was unstable in his inner breath, but at this moment he suddenly appeared under the rod raised high.

"Drink!"

"Poof!"

Under the incredulous gaze of the cultivators, the lone monk flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, leaving a string of red in the air. The lone monk's arms twisted and broken, and the sword crashed into the lake, making a splash on the surface of the lake.

"Kill!" he said with a smile as he swung his stick from the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island.

The two black shadows separated the left and right sides and struck the leader's two ribs, opened their mouths and smiled, and rushed straight at the black stick in their hands and smashed it towards the oolong stick that fell in the opponent's hand.

Poop!

The roar is like a bell ringing and piercing the soul, and the sound of the two sticks hitting is by no means good. However, the roll with a smile interrupted the return of the oolong stick, causing the leader to retract the oolong stick. It was also at this time that the monk who had grasped the timing just right and struck between the two ribs also arrived.

Two sword rays shot from both sides, one golden and the other black and cold. The two sword tricks were carried with an indomitable killing intent, splitting the ribs and bones of the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island. If these two stabs are hit, even if they can't take the life of the leader, it is not child's play.

At the moment of life and death, the hands of the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island who were holding the oolong stick suddenly swelled, and a majestic force swung out from its arms to pick up the smiling Xuanjin rod away, and it was a half-moon sweep.

An invisible blade of wind shot out from the stick and surged in all directions, slicing through the air and humming.

He opened his mouth and laughed, and the stick left his hand and yelled in horror: "Get out of the way!"

Burst!

It was too late, and when he opened his mouth to smile, the sudden blade of wind had already sliced his two companions open.

The two flanking monks had instilled their cultivation on the Xuanjian since the beginning of the attack, and they didn't think about defending themselves at all, and then the wind blade was completely unblocked. This is not the blind self-confidence and arrogance of the two monks, but on the contrary, the absolute trust in the open mouth and smile.

The three of them were originally a fellow sect under the Kuiba family outside the Black Cloud Quicksand Domain, and the three of them grew up and cultivated together since childhood, and their familiarity with each other allowed them to trust each other absolutely.

It was precisely because these two monks believed that they could stop the oolong stick with a smile, so they did not hesitate to kill the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island without any hesitation.

However, the fact is that the smile of the mouth is not able to block the oolong stick. Even when he opened his mouth to smile, he saw a trace of smug fluctuations flashing in the indifferent eyes of the guardian of the Demon Island.

He was deliberately showing weakness

He understood it in an instant when he opened his mouth and smiled, but understanding it didn't mean that he could stop it.

Su Feng stood by the lake and watched the scene of the wind blade cutting through the two monks, and his heart shook more than all the monks present.

He entered the Tao with the wind, and he used the wind to achieve divine transformation. The wind has long been integrated into his blood meridians, and every move and breath is filled with endless wind momentum. Because of this, he saw the wind blade under the oolong stick of the leader of the guardians of the demon island best, and he also understood best what it meant.

The wind itself is the momentum under the natural flow of all things, and the formless and colorless is the manifestation of the power that fits the heavens and the earth. For monks who enter the path with the wind, the initial wind is tangible and can be imitated.

The swaying of leaves, the splashing of rain and snow, and the ripples in the lake are all images of the wind.

When the cultivation is to improve the realm, the monk's understanding of the wind will change from form to void. The wind is invisible, which is another layer of the wind, and Su Feng's current realm is staying in a transition period that seems to be invisible but tangible.

One step further is invisible, and one step back is tangible

The wind blade of the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island was invisible in Su Feng's eyes. Higher than his realm, the power is even more amazing

What shocked Su Feng the most was that it was only the Demon Island Guardian who wielded it with brute force. Instead of relying on one's own cultivation, he sacrificed the wind to comprehend the power of heaven and earth.

Brute force turned into nothingness, but this word was enough to make Su Feng stand on the spot.

Su Feng, who specializes in cultivating wind, can only be seen from the action of the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, and you can imagine how sad it is to let his two brothers die because he can't find the trap when he opens his mouth and smiles.

Absolute trust sometimes brings not security, but possibly death

"Ahh

He opened his mouth and shot back, recalling the Xuanjin rod that had collapsed, holding it in his hand, his eyes red. Looking at the two brothers who died, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his heart with grief and anger.

"I'll kill you!"

Losing his mind, he opened his mouth and smiled, and the golden rod waved in the air and rushed forward angrily, but how could the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, who was not hiding his strength, be afraid of him?

However, with a slight wave of the oolong stick, he flew upside down with a smile and fell into the lake.

He had completely lost his mind and flew up from the lake to rush again. The golden rod flew away, and this time he fell farther into the lake, and the extremely large column of water was also larger.

He opened his mouth to smile as if he was crazy, and when he lost his mind, he only had the leader of the Guardian of the Demon Island in his eyes.

He wanted to kill him to avenge his brotherly cousin, even if he died immediately.

The cultivators watched as they opened their mouths and laughed again and again, and no one stopped them, no one spoke, and no one showed ridicule.

A cultivator should be absolutely rational, and let the wind and rain not move the Dao heart.

However, the cultivator is a human being, not the three-day power of the Dao bone fairy wind, let alone the legendary giant god! If it is a human being, there will be joys and sorrows, sorrows, pains and boredoms, and there will be a bottom line that cannot be touched. It's just that the bottom line of the monks is buried deeper, and it is less likely to be touched by others.

However, once the monks' bottom line is touched, the horror of madness is also terrifying. The monk who gave up a qiē was the most terrible and the least willing of all monks to face.

Ordinary proverbs: The Son of Heaven is angry, and he is a million. The cloth was angry, and the blood was splattered.

The angry mortals in the mortal world are so cruel, let alone the monks who pursue the way of heaven.

The crazy monks present all understood, but all the monks also understood that he was smashed by the guardians of the Demon Island again and again, and he also lost his chance and his life again and again.

He's committing suicide by overdrawing his life

Roar!

As if enraged by the entanglement of a smiling fly, a dark red aura appeared around the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, and the aura surged around it with its roar and then disappeared into a little starlight.

All the monks felt the change in the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, and the increase in his aura was crazy.

The speed of the increase made the monks tremble, and the terrifying aura permeated the shore of the Spirit Lake.

Suddenly a strong wind blew from the lake, and the wind came from the leader of the guardians of the demon island.

The monks clenched the magic weapon in their hands, and the deeper the fear in their eyes, the more cold they felt in their hearts.

The lake opened his mouth and laughed, and once again he rose to the sky arrogantly, shooting towards the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, with a decadent expression, a hideous face, and a stupid and fierce gaze.

The wind by the lake suddenly stopped, and then an invisible force flew by, and the body that opened its mouth and laughed in the air suddenly slammed. Under the cutting of the invisible force, his body exploded with a bang, not exploding, but shattering from the air into pieces of corpses, pieces of neat pieces of flesh of different sizes.

Blood exploded in the air to fill the eyes of the monks with a blood-red red, and it was put into the entire canopy.

"Kill!"

I don't know who shouted out, and then some monks invariably blasted out the magic weapon in their hands.

The spirit soared into the sky, the magic weapons flew one after another, and the lake water was dyed in color by the spiritual light, and the sounds of fighting and roaring were one after another.

"Roar!"

The oolong stick in the hand of the leader of the Demon Island Guardians swung down fiercely, and the huge Demon Island Guardians rushed out with a roar. The earth-walking demon dragon that was more than ten feet tall rushed towards the lake with heavy steps, and the three black-winged demon dragons swooped down in the air, covering the ground with dragon Yan

Long Yan Su Feng, who fell above his head, didn't take a second look, and the Free Dao Wind Blade helped him split the scorching flames. His eyes were like the smirk, only the leader of the Guardians of the Demon Island, and he was going to challenge it.

As a monk who entered the Tao with the wind, how could he not be excited when he discovered the existence of a higher level of wind.

The leader of the Demon Island Guardians also felt Su Feng's aggressive gaze, and threw a pair of red eyes at Su Feng, and then his indifferent pupils suddenly froze, and he never left.

From Su Feng's body, it felt a hint of threat, which was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Two wind wings spread out from behind Su Feng's quilt, which were wings condensed by the wind. Although it is invisible and colorless, it can be seen clearly, that is, the wind wings.

Turning his wings away, Su Feng had already arrived at the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, and a black umbrella appeared in his hand, and the black rain fell from the sky, and the wind shot towards the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island. The black rain shrouded the area extremely large, almost piercing the countless black needles that shrouded the shore of the main lake into the body of the guardian of the Demon Island

A bone dragon fell from the rain and pounced into the air of the black-winged demon dragon, and the huge bone claws were deeply embedded in the flesh wings of the demon dragon, causing the black-winged demon dragon to whimper and hiss.

Dodging the bone dragon's claws, the remaining two black-winged demon dragons avoided both sides in horror and fear, from which huge bone dragon went to the body They felt the horror of the dragon's breath, which was the deterrence of the high-level dragon species to the low-level dragon beasts.

Several sword lights flew up from the monks, and the Dao sword trick flashed from the sword light, and under each sword light, one or two Demon Island guardians fell, and several indifferent monks who had been standing behind the monks finally made a move.

Under the shroud of their sword light, the monks' decline was shaken, and they began to kill the huge number of guardians of the Demon Island who were constantly rushing out of the forest, and the sound of killing resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Under the black rain, the guardians of the Demon Island were either killed or injured, and the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island in the sky with the wings spread out behind his back, combined a sharp black sword with a black umbrella in his hand, and stabbed at the left eye.

This was the first time Su Feng had used a blade, and it was also the first time he had used a sword technique.

This sword seems simple but not simple, and it is unfathomable because it looks simple. Because of its unpredictable power, the leader of the Guardians of the Demon Island swept the oolong stick out of his body for the first time but retreated.

The leader of the Demon Island Guardians took a step back, and with just this one step, he dodged Su Feng's sharp, mortal sword. And in front of the leader of the guardians of the Demon Island, a sword edge went deep into the dark and narrow cavern of the ground before a single step

The rumbling splash of water could not hide the fighting in Luo Tian's ears, and his eyes looked at Quanzhu coldly, as if he had seen through Quanzhu and saw the fighting on the shore of the lake.

The next moment, Luo Tian closed his eyes lightly.

Maybe it was a long time, maybe it was closed and it was opened immediately, Luo Tian's eyes looked at the rippling lake at his feet, and his eyes were full of doubts.