It's only a few short moves with Lu Kongsang, and Mo Tongjun is naturally impossible to have fun.

"Although Brother Lu, you have changed your fight with me to a long sword this time, but the murderous aura emanating from my long hatred flute is no less than your long sword, Brother Lu, you have to be careful."

When Zhou Feng heard this, he also smiled and said, "Then please ask Brother Mo for more advice." ”

With that, Zhou Feng lifted the Dust Breaking Sword in his hand and rushed to a place where Mo Tongjun was standing.

As the Broken Dust Sword was marching, the immortal power gushing out of it also swelled more and more, making Zhou Feng feel that his entire body was being pulled by the power of the Broken Dust Sword.

Zhou Feng, who could only withstand the power of the foundation building period, felt a power that was vastly different from the foundation building period after becoming Lu Kongsang.

This is an immortal power that belongs to Lu Kongsang, which has exceeded the scope that Zhou Feng can control, and the power of the god of war in the immortal realm is even more powerful than the clam demon he saw not long ago.

During the dancing of the long sword, Zhou Feng only felt that the immortal power of his arms far exceeded the power he used on a daily basis.

But the swordsmanship of the Broken Dust Long Sword was under the control of Lu Kongsang's body, which was extremely mysterious, and the direction of the long sword's swing was as fast as a phantom.

The blue sword qi was no longer as if Zhou Feng had used it before, permeating too large a space, but was controlled by Lu Kongsang just right.

Although the Dust Breaking Sword Qi was surging violently, the immortal qi gushing out of it completely covered every part of the Dust Breaking Sword, without the slightest trace of excess immortal qi being exposed.

The huge immortal power on the long sword is also close to Mo Tongjun's long hatred Xiao, and at this moment, Lu Kongsang is also using all his strength, which is his respect for his opponent.

Zhou Feng also knew that whenever Lu Kongsang fought against Mo Tongjun, he would always mention the spirit of twelve.

After all, Lu Kongsang also knew that Mo Tongjun was also a very strong opponent, and he would never take it lightly.

The sound of rubbing and pulling sounded, it was the sound of the sword body and the long flute colliding!

The huge immortal power and demonic energy were mixed with each other, and in the center of the two, two forces with different textures were also operated to the limit by the two.

Zhou Feng and Mo Tongjun can both feel that this power is about to be detonated, if they don't dodge, then it must be themselves who are injured.

Therefore, when the two of them felt that the two forces that were impacting each other were about to be held to the maximum, they also retreated back together, and then bypassed the area where the immortal and demonic qi exploded, and each reflexively rushed towards the other.

At this moment, Mo Tongjun was already holding the long flute, constantly twisting it around his fingertips, and there were also many demonic qi appearing at his fingertips.

These demonic qi were also contaminated with the immortal qi released from Zhou Feng's Broken Dust Sword, and the huge immortal qi belonging to Lu Kong Sana also faded back rapidly.

When Mo Tongjun's demonic qi was about to completely cover the immortal qi of the Broken Dust Long Sword, Zhou Feng also twisted the hilt of the sword.

The immortal qi that faded backwards, also under the powerful control of Lu Kongsang, instantly flowed back to the center of the long sword, and it was stalemate with that demonic qi, and no one would let anyone.

Lu Kongsang and Mo Tongjun also looked at each other and smiled, and similarly, the strength of their hands was getting stronger and stronger.

The sound of Qiang Qiang sounded again, and Zhou Feng and Mo Tongjun exerted their strength at the same time and continued to force each other.

After Mo Tongjun chuckled, he also shook Chang Hate Xiao suddenly, and his footsteps flew around, and he went around behind Zhou Feng in one fell swoop.

A strong sense of demonic oppression also arose spontaneously from behind, making Zhou Feng's divine sense also begin to be vigilant.

Before he could think of the way to make a move in his mind, the dust-breaking long sword stretched backwards as if by inertia.

This is the habit of Lu Kong Sang, which has been formed by the immortal and demon battlefield for a long time.

The battlefield of immortals and demons has always been ever-changing, and if you are not careful, you may die at the hands of demons.

Therefore, when Lu Kongsang felt the strong demonic qi behind him, he did not hesitate at all, but instead stabbed a sword at the location where the long hatred Xiao behind Mo Tongjun was.

Even if Lu Kongsang didn't have to turn around to look, he knew where Chang Hate Xiao was.

He and Mo Tongjun are both happy people, and their ability to listen to sound and distinguish position is really simple for them, otherwise, they would not be worthy of claiming to be people who love music.

The huge immortal qi on Zhou Feng's long sword was all condensed on the tip of the sword, and the power contained in the tip of the sword was enough to destroy the demonic qi used by Mo Tongjun's long hatred Xiao.

Therefore, the tip of the sword, with a smack, entered the small hole of the long hate.

In order to avoid being affected by the immortal power on this long sword, Mo Tongjun also had to let go of the long hate flute in his hand, and used magic power to lift the long flute, so that the long hateful flute maintained the breath of stalemate with the Broken Dust Sword.

However, Mo Tongjun, seeing this scene, just chuckled, he put his hands in front of the long hate, and sent demonic qi into the remaining small holes of the long-hate.

Mo Tongjun condensed these demonic qi into a ball and swung it into the inside of the Long Hate Flute, making the Long Hate Xiao continue to make sounds, entangled with the Broken Dust Immortal Qi!

Soon, the Broken Dust Sword inserted into the small hole gradually had a tendency to be forced back, forcing the long sword to come out of the hole.

"Brother Lu, your long sword sword qi is really powerful."

Mo Tongjun said that, he also smiled slyly, his ten fingers curled slightly, and continued to exert his own demonic qi on Chang Hate Xiao, and then with a wave of two fingers in his right hand, he divided a wisp of demonic qi and floated towards Zhou Feng's dust-breaking long sword.

The original indomitable Dust Breaking Sword momentum also began to show its decline, and the immortal qi covering the Dust Breaking Sword was disappearing at an alarming speed, but it was replaced by the demonic qi used by Mo Tongjun.

The center of the Broken Dust Sword also began to show a black color, constantly radiating and expanding around, and not long ago, the Broken Dust Long Sword, which was still vibrant, was also at this moment, like a withered wildflower, hanging its head.

Zhou Feng wanted to raise his sword and use his immortal power, but found that the Broken Dust Sword was silently resisting him, making it difficult for him to lift his Broken Dust Long Sword.

At the moment when he was stunned, Mo Tongjun also pulled out the dust-breaking sword inserted in the hole and forced him to retreat.

And the black demonic qi that was transmitted to the Broken Dust Long Sword also penetrated the entire sword body, and it wanted to go deep into his wrist!

If a person with an immortal body is arbitrarily invaded by demonic energy, it will definitely cause damage to the origin of the body.

Therefore, Zhou Feng also immediately let go of the Broken Dust Long Sword full of demonic power, put the fingers of his left hand together, and immediately pointed on his acupuncture point, closing the immortal vein operation of his right arm, and his body quickly retreated.

When Zhou Fengyan quickly turned off the immortal vein of his right arm, his footsteps did not stop.

Lu Kongsang finally used his Flowing Cloud Immortal Step, as fast as a flying goose, and in just the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Mo Tongjun.

It's just that this time, he doesn't have any immortal weapons to be around, and even the immortal power of his right arm can't run, but the corners of Lu Kongsang's mouth are slightly hooked, as if he is confident.

Zhou Feng stretched out his left hand and flexibly walked to all directions of Mo Tongjun, wanting to fix the key point on Mo Tongjun's body and snatch the long hatred flute in Mo Tongjun's hand in one fell swoop.

Let Brother Mo feel the taste of being attacked by his own equipment, it must be a different flavor.

Mo Tongjun closed his eyes, his ears moved slightly, he wanted to distinguish Lu Kongsang's footsteps and listen to the sound and position, he would not lose to Brother Lu.

Seeing that Mo Tongjun stopped his body at this moment, and there was not too much demonic energy appearing around his body, Zhou Feng knew that Mo Tongjun was listening to his moving direction.

Mo Tongjun also frowned, because he could feel that Lu Kongsang's position did not have any rules at all, presumably, he must be confusing the public and preventing him from capturing the real position.

Zhou Feng also smiled, the footwork of Liuyun stepping on the immortal step was getting faster and faster, and Zhou Feng's body was also reflected in Mo Tongjun's mind, and many afterimages appeared.

"It seems that Brother Lu's immortal method has gone to the next level."

Mo Tongjun closed his eyes, wanting to lure Zhou Feng to speak, but Zhou Feng kept silent.

Because, Zhou Feng knew that once he spoke, his condensed afterimage footwork would be able to be discovered and destroyed by Mo Tongjun's demonic qi at once.

The ability to listen to sound and distinguish position, Brother Mo, is also as skilled as him, if he speaks again, then his afterimage footwork will be meaningless.

didn't hear Zhou Feng's voice, and Mo Tongjun also knew that Lu Kongsang didn't take the bait, but he also guessed it.

When Zhou Feng's left fingers were about to touch Mo Tongjun's shoulder, Mo Tongjun also opened his eyes suddenly.

"Brother Lu, your little trick, but I saw through it."

Zhou Feng also knew that it was impossible for him to hurt Mo Tongjun so easily, Mo Tongjun raised his long hatred flute, and used the demonic qi on it to push Lu Kongsang away.

However, the next moment after Mo Tongjun pushed him away, Lu Kongsang once again greeted his body.

Between his fingers, the immortal qi turned together, and his eyes began to sweep upwards from Mo Tongjun's shoulder, wanting to accurately hit Mo Tongjun's vital point.

But Lu Kongsang, naturally, it is impossible to attack Mo Tongjun's vital point so easily, Mo Tongjun, the same is true for Lu Kongsang.

Both of them have been immersed in the battlefield of the two worlds of immortals and demons for a long time, and they really know too much about the attack methods of the two worlds of immortals and demons, since they are both gods of war, how can they easily be defeated by the other party?

Seeing that Zhou Feng had lost his equipment for the time being, Mo Tongjun also threw aside the long hate, and planned to fight with Lu Kongsang empty-handed and bare-fisted, but Mo Tongjun had been looking forward to a battle for a long time.

There is no need for equipment, only the power of its own origin, so that it is unforgettable.

Looking at Mo Tongjun's burning eyes, Zhou Feng knew what Mo Tongjun wanted to do, in fact, he had already wanted to share with Mo Tongjun.

It's just that I've been worried about the opposition between immortals and demons, and I've been unable to fulfill my heart's wish.

Unexpectedly, now, it was the persecution of the elders, but unexpectedly gave him such an opportunity to be able to fight with Brother Mo in an upright manner.

"Please, Brother Mo!" Zhou Feng also stretched out his palm and made an inviting gesture.

"Good! Hahaha! Mo Tongjun also smiled heartily and stretched out his right palm in response.