The night was vast, and two rainbow lights flew through it.

It was Feng Qianren and Feng Xihui, and the other really strong people couldn't go along because they couldn't fly against the wind.

"Yang Ming secretly wants to do something to our Feng family, and after this time, he won't be afraid of him. ”

Feng Xihui sighed, full of regret: "It would be good if our Feng family had a small secret realm, only one Divine Realm is missing." ”

The two are the eldest, and although they are ecstatic, they also know it. Even if they obtained the treasures in the cave mansion, the Feng family would not be able to convert them into combat power for a while.

"Bear with the humiliation. Feng Qianren said in a deep voice.

Feng Xihui nodded: "A hundred years, maybe a hundred years, it's enough." ”

Walking through the dark sky, thinking of the situation and future of the Feng family, and thinking of having to endure humiliation and burden, my heart fluctuated for a while.

At the same time, the two of them felt overlooking the earth, and suddenly, they vaguely saw a purple rainbow burst from the top of a mountain peak.

This purple rainbow contains an incomparably suffocating explosive power, and even magnificent, with a peak speed, and in the blink of an eye, it has already entered the sky.

The purple rainbow soared with a posture of piercing the sky, almost amazingly sharp, and in the snap of its fingers, it was like a purple dragon swallowing a creepy light.

Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Sword!

The aura that pervades every trace of air seems to be pulled by a mysterious law force, boiling up, making the power of this sword reach the pinnacle.

Embrace the real world...... Nothing more?

Feng Qianren and Feng Xihui's contempt froze, transformed into horror, and gradually amplified and even spread their bodies and minds.

This is the spirit of the sword!

Sword Qi. The terrifying purple sword qi was like a nine-day thunderstorm erupting from the earth.

At first glance, a thick purple light, like a pillar of light, soared unstoppably into the sky with the most furious speed and the most amazing momentum. This purple sword qi. I saw that the entire night sky was illuminated purple.

Purple fury runs through the night.

Li Zhoulong, who was standing on the top of the peak, opened his mouth wide, and before the conversation was held two days ago, Jiang Cheng's sword aura suddenly erupted. Obviously, it is impossible for him not to know the Dao, and he also knows that the Dao is not the result of talking.

However, Rao is so. Li Zhoulong was still shocked, and his expression was in a trance: "I thought I was strong, but I didn't expect that Brother Xu was so strong......"

It turned out to be forty percent of the sword spirit!

One hit kills!

The night was pierced by a thick purple divine thunder, illuminating a radius of twenty miles, and rendering it into a noble and mysterious purple. In this situation, it is like the strongest sword that has tried his best.

In the purple thunderstorm, the glow of the golden body, which represented at least the fourth-order golden body, seemed to want to break through this purple surrounding. But it protrudes left and right, and is finally covered by this rich purple, and then engulfed and assimilated into one color.

A roar of horror was heard in the sky: "Xihui ......"

In the blink of an eye, the purple color dissipated, and the night returned to pitch black. It seems that all the previous purple. It's all an illusion.

However, Feng Xihui was scorched black and emitting black smoke and fell from the sky. At this time, he could see a hole in his chest that had been pierced by the sword qi, and his internal organs were bombarded into powder.

Talking about Wei Ran's strongest sword to kill the Spirit Realm.

Feng Qianqian glanced at the young man, and the anger in his eyes almost erupted. turned into lightning and rushed away, screaming fiercely: "I will take your dog's head as a sacrifice!"

Tan Weiran ignored it, glided and fell, quickly grabbed Feng Xihui's charred body, and groped for it. Sure enough, I touched a storage bag, and I immediately put it in my arms.

Cave Exposed, Ambushed?

Almost at the same time, Feng Qianren's heart was shocked, revealing a huge shock. If the matter of the cave mansion is exposed, it will be a disaster for the Feng family. First of all, King Ming Yang will definitely not let go of the Feng family. ...,

The spirit was agitated, and he quietly covered it, and he was relieved to "see" that there were no other ambushers except for another young man on the mountain peak.

Feng Qianren roared and slammed into a punch, a punch of rage, and the entire sky seemed to shake.

"The dragon is in the sky!"

The sword intent turned into a flying dragon and circled the sky. Li Zhoulong just took off into the air with a knife, intercepting the furious Feng Qianren with one move, and while being beaten to the ground with a muffled snort, he gave Tan Weiran a chance to fall calmly.

Dozens of miles away, it is already relatively close to the Jiangcheng area.

The noble sons Yang Tianqi and Zhao Mingtang led their subordinates to quickly advance towards the direction of the cave where they were tortured.

At the same time as the sword exploded, a slight aura fluctuated, faintly. Yang Tianqi was slightly stunned, closed his eyes to sense one or two, suddenly opened his eyes, and said with a flash of light: "Someone is exerting his spirit?"

"Yes, this direction ......" Zhao Mingtang cultivated to be in the Spirit Wandering Realm, and the sense was clearer, and with a finger, he found that it was the direction of going to the cave, and both colors changed.

Dongfu?

Brush it, close the fan, and pat it in the palm of your hand. Yang Tianqi's eyes were deep, and he said lightly: "For some reason, I remembered the guy who was in the Feng family two days ago and used his sword spirit. ”

"I'm wondering, that guy's goal, will it be ...... too"

Before the words fell, Yang Tianqi's body changed, and in a blink of an eye, he took the lead and galloped away at a very fast speed.

Zhao Mingtang was slightly moved, made a gesture backwards, and after a little explanation of the True Realm, he led the other four Spirit Tour powerhouses to fly against the wind, and rushed towards the place where the battle broke out.

At this time, dozens of miles away, under Feng Qianren's angry attack, Li Zhoulong struggled to support and roared: "Little bastard, if you don't come up again, I will die." ”

"What's the hurry. Tan Weiran slowly stuffed another pill to replenish your true qi: "It's easy for you to say, let's give it a try if you hold your true cultivation to exert your forty percent sword spirit, and you will already drain your true qi." ”

Saying that, Tan Weiran smiled and cheered: "Hold on for a while, and when I recover my true qi, I can kill this old guy with another sword." ”

Feng Qianren's anger broke out in his heart, and he couldn't help but roar: "You two damn sluts. ”

Li Zhoulong didn't hear it, and only said sadly and angrily: "It's easy for you to say, you come and insist on giving it a try." This old guy is in the late stage of Lingyou, I am in the late stage of Baozhen, you think I am in the late stage of Doom. Wait a minute, if I am beaten to death by him, I won't let you go. ”

Tan Weiran secretly catalyzed the medicinal effect, transformed a trace of medicinal effect into true qi, tried to replenish it as much as possible, and was leisurely: "Then wait until you become a ghost." ”

If it is said that the speed of replenishing true qi, it is naturally the best for certain heavenly and earthly treasures. Secondly, it is the elixir, and then the spirit stone. In the final analysis, when the elixir is refined, it has targeted medicinal effects.

However, even if it is an elixir, it will take time. An elixir that can replenish the complete true qi in between dozens of breaths is an extremely rare treasure.

Li Zhoulong was blasted out of a mouthful of blood with a punch, and he was angry: "When you replenish your true qi, I will be dead for eight hundred years." ”

Tan Weiran said leisurely: "There is no doubt that there is something wrong with your hourglass. ”

Tan Weiran and Li Zhoulong attacked each other, and Feng Qianren was already creepy, like a fried night cat.

The spirit of the sword. Forty into the sword.

Feng Qianqian felt a chill in his heart, thinking about the sword that Feng Xihui had been killed before, and he was almost sweating. If that sword was coming at him, he thought to himself that the end would definitely not be much better.

You must not restore this kid's true anger. Feng Qianren's mind had already been decided, and he struck hard in a hurry.

Boom! Li Zhoulong vomited out a mouthful of blood and fell halfway up the mountain.

Feng Qianren screamed, tearing the night sky, his fire-breathing eyes were like substance, lightning struck, and roared angrily: "Little, I'm going to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

Seeing that Tan Wei showed a look of horror, the hatred in Feng Qianren's heart became stronger and stronger.

Little Zared, you want to kill me with your sword, you want that little Zaggar to contain me, and wait for you to recover your true qi?

Feng Qianren opened his mouth to inspire a roar full of hatred, and the sound waves were like sea water, roaring and shaking, flying sand and rocks.

It can be called the strongest punch, and the punch full of fist intent hits the moment when Tan Weiran is talked. The glow burst out in front of him, and at the same time that Feng Qianren recognized it, his heart full of joy was cold and piercing, and he fell into the abyss.

Sixth-order, ten-fold golden body!

In the end, it was the full force of the old powerhouse, and Rao is ten-fold golden body could barely defend against the Divine Illumination Realm, which also made all the internal organs of the old powerhouse shake.

Tan Weiran's expression remained unchanged, as if he was unconscious, a strange smile appeared on his face, the blood in his face faded like a tide, and he opened his mouth to spit out blood, and the bright red was mixed with a blue light.

The Qinglian Breath Technique ejaculated silently.

Fifth-Order Secret Technique!

Hit the plan. When Feng Qianren was lightning, he knew from experience that he had been tricked. The previous criticism and scolding of the two young people, and even the old guy who kept talking about it, were all angering him, stimulating him, and making him can't wait to kill Tan Weiran who condensed his sword spirit in person.

And then...... Feng Qianren is a veteran Lingyou powerhouse in the end, with rich experience, and his strength has been extremely strong over the years. The body was slightly deviated, and the Qinglian Breath Technique did not directly hit the vital point.

The glow is prominent, and it is also a sixth-order golden body.

Tan Weiran's eyebrows jumped, no wonder it was ten times more difficult to kill the old powerhouse than to defeat it. Some of the strength that has been tempered over the years is not something that many young geniuses can catch up with by relying on their talents.

Fifth Order Secret Technique...... Nothing more?

When Feng Qianqian thought about this, he was already horrified to find that this fifth-order secret technique had actually penetrated his sixth-order golden body. With a soft snap, the power of the four-petal green lotus was released to the fullest, and Feng Qianren spurted blood wildly, and was immediately hit hard.

It's a fifth-order secret art, that's right. However, it is also well known that the power of the secret art has always been difficult to establish a standard for measurement.

In particular, this is a pure master killing secret technique, and it is not reliable when measured by the power of ordinary secret techniques.

The power of Qinglian's breath technique is so great? Tan Weiran felt a little surprised, and put the Heavenly Machine Distortion Technique that was brewing in secret on hold, and at this time, he suddenly smiled: "You are dead." ”

"True Dragon Swallowing Clouds!"

An iron palm fell heavily on Feng Qianren's injury, and with one palm rising and falling, Feng Qianren's true qi was suddenly drained by a mysterious secret magic power, and there was not much true qi left in the entire dantian.

Fainting for a while, Feng Qianren didn't even have a chance to catalyze the essence blood, the sword came out, and his head flew into the sky with a snort, and blood spurted out of his neck three feet high, like a fountain. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )