When the dust settled, from the center of the battle circle that gradually became clearer, the first person to show his face was Bai Yanfeng, who was almost half-kneeling on the ground. At this time, the latter finally lost the calm and leisure he had at the beginning, his pale cheeks were reflected in the sluggish breath, and a sandalwood longbow was firmly pestle to barely support his limp figure, and when he gasped for breath, Tian Jihong on the side could clearly identify the clothes torn by the aftermath of the impact on his covered chest.

Although he didn't see any substantial trauma on Bai Yanfeng's body, he could see from the fluctuations of spiritual power released around him that the blow just now had caused a terrifying drain on Bai Yanfeng. Obviously, the latter still underestimated the true power of Li Ming's knife in the end, and he didn't expect that after showing his hole cards, he just barely accepted the opponent's unpretentious move. You must know that what Bai Yanfeng used to mobilize the power of holy light was the famous martial art [Heart Devouring Arrow] in the Bai family. In terms of grade, it is more than a few levels higher than the earth-shaking split.

Of course, at this time, the two people in the center of the battle were all nervously locked their attention in the only remaining piece of dust and smoke, trying to find Li Ming's figure in it. At this time, whether it was Bai Yanfeng, who was the opponent, or Tian Jihong, who was worried about the safety of his master, they all subconsciously felt that Li Ming would never be unscathed under such a fierce collision; Just looking at Bai Yanfeng, who had a treasure armor on the other side, he couldn't retreat under such an impact, and now both of them invariably set their eyes on the empty field shrouded in dust.

However, more than ten seconds passed, but there was no sign of spiritual power fluctuations between the eyes of the two and the surface of the intersection of soul consciousness, and the familiar burly figure was completely absent from the smoke and dust that was about to disperse. Compared with the worried Tian Jihong, Bai Yanfeng, who had a deeper level of experience and insight, couldn't help frowning; When things go wrong, there must be demons, and he is in a closer position to the battle situation, like Tian Jihong, he did not notice the slightest movement of Li Ming, but he will not be so naïve to think that he can crush the opponent with a single attack, which means that the situation is likely to be less optimistic than he expected at the beginning, and it is very likely that variables will occur.

At this time, the tension and uneasiness in Bai Yanfeng's heart intensified a little again, his anxious eyes were fixed on the last few clouds of smoke and dust that were about to dissipate between the pits where his opponent had disappeared, and his tense body was already forcibly mobilizing the only remaining strength, ready to attack the place where the soul consciousness was locked at any time. Under the howling sea breeze, the vision between the battlefields and the surface finally regained the clarity it had at the beginning, but Li Ming's figure still showed no signs of it.

At this time, it was Tian Jihong, who was farther away, who reacted first, not because his soul perception surpassed Bai Yanfeng, who was closer, but because he subconsciously realized that there seemed to be some shadow blocking the bright sunlight at the head between the slowly dissipating smoke in mid-air, which immediately attracted his attention, and at the same time, Bai Yanfeng, who was tense in the battle situation, because he focused all his attention on the pit, he actually ignored the surprise attack that might come from above for a while, thus making a fatal mistake.

Under Tian Jihong's gaze, he saw that the sturdy figure in mid-air seemed to have not been affected by the previous impact in the slightest, and it was still a spirit shimmering hand holding a fierce sword, swinging towards Bai Yanfeng who had just sensed the sudden change in the situation. The latter also changed his face in an extremely tense situation, although in such a realm, it was not too unusual to want to achieve a short period of time with the strength of the two of them forging bones, but Bai Yanfeng never expected that under such a confrontation, the opponent would still be able to easily step into the air and launch such a fierce counterattack like a nobody, except for the slight decline in the breath, it was obvious that Li Ming's consumption in front of him at this time was far less obvious than his own.

Bai Yanfeng, who had no time to exclaim, immediately took out the treasures that had been prepared from his storage bag, as a member of the ancient martial arts family, not to mention anything else in his hands, there were naturally a lot of means to save his life. Different from the sigils and animal skin sacs used by Tianjihong, I saw that what Bai Yanfeng took out and put in his hand was actually a simple-looking celadon bowl, the fine lines began to gradually become dazzling with the blessing of spiritual power, and the porcelain bowl that was no more than the size of a palm also began to expand, gradually turning into a basin-like size, like a shield against Bai Yanfeng's head.

It was not that Bai Yanfeng was unwilling to use the tools or sigils used to escape, but because under the influence of the aftermath of Li Ming's seismic slash, although the former relied on his majestic soul consciousness to resist the dizziness in his mind, his consciousness was still somewhat affected, and in front of Li Ming, who was already firmly locked in his breath and his own state was much stronger than his own, it was too late to urge such a means to get out. And more importantly, Bai Yanfeng also realized that the other party's soul power cultivation was not inferior to his own, and he had also reached the level of the subtle realm.

And under the direct locking of the soul power of this realm, the latent talismans, escape talismans and other means used by ordinary Tianjihong are useless. Unless you are as focused on fighting other opponents as you did before, and you don't have time to cover the entire battlefield with your soul sense, you can only succeed, and once you are locked in the breath by the monk who has entered the subtle realm soul sense, there is no possibility of relying on the sigil to get out temporarily. Therefore, Bai Yanfeng chose such a defensive instrument as a cover after a short period of trade-off, and at this time, he didn't have time to care about the damage to the treasure, and it was cost-effective to fight for himself for one more second at the moment of life and death.

As a low-grade treasure, the porcelain bowl surrounded by blue light has been detached from the category of ordinary spiritual weapons and has a trace of self-awareness. For Bai Yanfeng, who was born in the Bai family and supported by the forces behind him, this treasure was already the strongest defensive weapon he could get his hands on. Don't look at the level of its inferior spiritual weapon, it is more than enough to resist the attacks of ordinary Bone Forging Realm cultivators, and even while it is defending, it can also launch a certain degree of counterattack with the help of spiritual power. The opponents at the peak of the Forging Bone Realm that Bai Yanfeng said before were planted on the defense that could not break through this celadon bowl.

It's just that the current development of the situation is not as smooth as Bai Yanfeng expected, and Li Ming, who no longer has the strength to stay this time, obviously intends to decide the winner at this moment. I saw that on the sword that had returned to calm, the original simple color became more and more profound under the urging of Li Ming, and the original incomparable desolate aura did not linger on the blade this time, but under the guidance of spiritual power, it turned into a crimson storm and began to gradually spread from the center point of the hilt

The sword qi like a flame storm once again shrouded the already destroyed wilderness within a radius of a few zhang meters, and from the perspective of Tian Jihong, if it weren't for the master's limited spiritual power in the Bone Forging Realm, the scope that such a red storm could maintain would probably be even greater. If you comprehend the trick of releasing spiritual power after reaching the spiritual vein realm, once the sword qi that can be released by such a sword technique turns into a solid form, it will inevitably be sublimated from the inside out, and its power will increase exponentially.

However, at the moment, the illusory sword qi that was activated by the cultivation at the peak of the master's forging bone realm was more than enough to deal with the cultivators of the same level. From Tian Jihong's insight, even if he didn't know the true grade of his master's sword technique, in terms of power alone, it was far more than the means used by the two Qingluo Sects, who were both at the peak of the Bone Forging Realm. Although the latter move is light and spiritual, just based on Tian Jihong's guess, the move that the master performed is at least a martial art that has reached the middle and late stage level of the [Xuan Rank], which is not the same as the previous Earth Shaking Split.

"[Gale Knife Technique]... Chop! ”

I only heard Li Ming shout angrily, and the huge celadon bowl was like a flat boat floating in the huge waves in the storm with a radius of several feet. With the erosion and lapping of the blazing breath, the former began to shake unconsciously, and was gradually shaken under the tremor of the gale. The outer layer was originally a blue pattern flowing like jade, but it also began to dim under the waves of sword qi. Under the stalemate of about half a minute, a crisp cracking sound came from between the surface of the porcelain bowl, and from the gradually expanding crack, Bai Yanfeng could already be clearly seen with angry eyes below.

"Impossible! You and I are both cultivators in the Bone Forging Realm, how could we still launch such an offensive after the old man was almost unscathed after just a [Heart Devouring Arrow]? Without the protection of the celadon bowl, Bai Yanfeng's cheeks gradually began to appear one after another under the devastation of the knife qi, and the blood also flowed involuntarily between the wounds, and the pain caused subtle twitches to appear between the corners of the former's mouth, but his roaring words were full of unwillingness and disbelief.

"And he casually took out a sword technique martial art that was comparable to the power of the late Xuan-level ... You will definitely not be an unknown person of intercontinental origin! Who the hell are you?! "At the moment of life and death, Bai Yanfeng, who was already in a cloak, no longer had the mocking smile that he had at the beginning, and under his tense nerves, a vague memory finally appeared in his mind. Wait a minute! Gray-black sword, blazing knife technique... Are you the [Fierce Swordman] who dominated Dongyun City fifteen years ago? Li Minghan, who single-handedly challenged the three sects of Tianjian Mountain to join forces? ”

"Oh? I didn't expect you to still have some knowledge, but I didn't expect that after all these years, someone would still remember my reputation. Li Ming also inadvertently showed a surprised expression, obviously agreeing with the other party's words.