"Loulan Slash" is a Xuan-level martial art.

Even in the eyes of the upper third-grade martial artists, it is priceless.

Even in the Tang Imperial Academy, such martial arts can only be seen on the fourth or fifth floor, and there are not many collections.

Jiang Feng was able to obtain such a martial art in the academy, mainly because Loulan Slash was a demonic sword technique, which was easy to make people lose their minds and go mad, so few people dared to cultivate.

Now.

Jiang Feng had already slashed Loulan through his qi luck value and cultivated to a proficient level.

One level higher, it is Xiaocheng.

In the martial arts world, any martial arts.

If you want to cultivate it to the Great Perfection, it will take as little as ten years, as many as decades, or even a lifetime.

This Lou Lan slash is proficient, which is equivalent to several years of penance.

Jiang Feng slashed out.

It was as if there were a thousand layers of sword shadows, blooming from the edge of the knife, like a tsunami, pouring into the blood skeletons.

"Boom!"

Just one sound, a deafening sound came out.

Jiang Feng and Blood Skeleton collided with each other.

The Blood Skull's knife technique actually resisted a thousand waves.

However, Jiang Feng's Yuan Force, which was several times that of a powerhouse of the same level, exploded, and the Blood Skeleton only felt that it was being hit by a fierce tiger, and the person flew out backwards, and with a bang, it directly smashed through the wall of the West Wing where Han Dong was, and only stopped in the room.

"Loulan slash?"

"What a terrible Yuan Force!"

"People of the Demon Cult?"

The blood skull's mouth bulges and swallows the blood into its mouth back into its stomach.

His heart turned upside down.

The three words of Loulan Chop are another name in the knife technique, and the "Loulan Chop" knife technique is also found in the Red Lotus Sect, and because it is easy to go mad, even if it is a Red Lotus Sect, few people dare to practice.

Not to mention cultivating to a mastery level.

Because they often reach the level of proficiency, the ordinary people's temperament cannot be controlled.

And the person in front of him.

Yuan Li is boiling, he is a genuine master of the Qi Refining Realm, and his mastery of Loulan Slash has obviously been cultivated for many years, but he can maintain a stable mind and be witty and intelligent, which makes the Blood Skull feel deeply uneasy while being confused.

"How!"

A single sword shook the blood skeleton into the air.

Jiang Feng's confidence has greatly increased.

It turns out that the strong Yuan Li, combined with sword martial arts, can exert unexpected power, and I don't know how much stronger it is than fighting with a bow.

Cut out again.

The knife is vertical and horizontal.

Jiang Feng made a big hole in the wall of the west wing.

"Bang!"

The blood skeleton soared into the sky, burst out of the roof, and sped back into the courtyard.

Wait until Jiang Feng comes out of the chamber.

When he slashed at him again.

His sword technique changes.

The knife edge is full of force.

Whew.

It was like a ray of light, slashing at Jiang Feng obliquely.

Jiang Feng saw that the blood skeleton was this knife before, blocking all the three arrows he shot.

This moment.

Jiang Feng reflexively slashed upwards with his backhand, but on the edge of the knife, a phantom like a force splitting Huashan faded, as if it was not cut upwards, but from top to bottom, head-on.

This is the evil move in "Loulan Slash", the ghost head slash!

Compared to the previous Thousand Stacks of Waves, it is a brand new move, and often when you cultivate to this point, you will appear in a state of confusion and go mad.

"This ......"

The Blood Skull was startled.

In his sight, it seemed that there were two Jiang Feng, slashing at him at the same time.

He frantically resisted.

Sonorous bang.

The long knife he was holding had a huge gap on the edge of the knife, and the long knife almost came out of his hand.

At the same time, the sword that rushed out of Jiang Feng's knife edge tore through his body's defenses, leaving a bloody wound on his chest, and blood came out, staining the clothes on his chest red in an instant.

"Ahem!"

Besides.

The terrifying force penetrated and also damaged the blood skeleton's internal organs, coughing up blood on the spot.

"Wait for me!"

The blood skeleton gritted his teeth and glanced at Han Dong who was in the chamber, cross-legged and impacting the qi and blood seal, he was resentful, but he was helpless, turned around and rushed towards the courtyard.

"How!"

However, as soon as his body left the courtyard, the blood skeleton immediately felt it, and a surging sword light swept from behind it.

"Don't push me."

The Blood Skull roared.

With a backhand slash, the yuan force was surging, and above the knife edge, there seemed to be a substantial knife.

"Bang dang!"

The long knife snapped.

Jiang Feng and the Blood Skull's long knives all broke together, and the blades shattered into countless pieces.

The two of them opened and closed all the way.

Jiang Feng took advantage of the victory to pursue, and every knife used all his strength, several times the Yuan Force of the masters of the same level, and under the continuous slashing, it was not easy for his ordinary big knife to be able to support it until now.

At this moment, it was smashed together with the long knife in the hand of the blood skeleton.

"Bang!"

The Blood Skull felt like its palms were about to explode, and its body couldn't control it, so it flew out upside down again, hitting the wall of the next yard, almost knocking through the wall again, and some civilians were awakened in the dark night, and let out a scream.

Long knife smashing.

Jiang Feng threw away the hilt.

Looking at the bloody skeleton with his back against the wall, with a difficult and angry face, he punched out decisively, which was the descending style of the jailer's long fist.

Now the Jailer's Long Fist is already in a state of consummation, and there is only one step away from the Great Consummation.

Even if it is an ordinary boxing technique, if you cultivate to this point, you can exert a different kind of attack power.

Let alone.

In the boxing method, there is also a product of Yuan Li blessing.

The Blood Skull suddenly felt the pressure, and he roared angrily, "If I were in my heyday, you might not be my opponent!" ”

If he hadn't fallen into the trap of the imperial court and been calculated, he would not have ended up today, let alone be beaten by Jiang Feng without the power to fight back.

Seeing Jiang Feng punching him.

He defended with all his might.

Playing a set of high-grade thunder boxing techniques, the fists seem to have thunder whistling.

Pity.

Jiang Fengyuan's strength is strong, and the jailer's long fist is even more perfect, and it seems that there is no flaw in one punch.

Boom.

The bloody skeleton leaning against the wall, its body slammed through that wall, and blood gushed out from the wound on its chest.

Jiang Feng rushed in.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.

The jailer punches long and falls.

"Your punch ......"

The Blood Skull shouted.

It can be seen that Jiang Feng's boxing technique is just a low-level boxing technique, but Jiang Feng has cultivated such a low-level boxing technique to a consummation realm, how did Jiang Feng do it?

"Boom!"

The words were not fully spoken.

The Blood Skull's defenses were breached, and he received a punch in the chest.

He was already injured.

How can it hold up.

The body stumbled backwards.

Like an ape, Jiang Feng came behind the Blood Skull and kicked out, kicking off the Blood Skull's right leg knee bone, making it kneel on one knee.

This guy.

More than two meters tall.

Even if he knelt down on one knee, he was only a head shorter than Jiang Feng.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Feng broke the two arms of the blood skeleton.

Pinched his throat with one hand, pressed his shoulder with the other, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did Han Dong take from you?" ”

"So you don't know ......"

When the Blood Skull heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then sneered.

"Click!"

However, he did not wait for him to finish his sarcastic words.

Jiang Feng twisted his neck, making his head spin around his neck in a big circle, and he lost his breath on the spot.