"Who you are and how you are here. Lan Feng glanced at the young man coldly, and said indifferently, looking at him, if the young man was not satisfied with his answer, he would definitely do it.

"You're Lan Feng, a junior soul martial artist. The young man did not answer Lan Feng's words, but chuckled lightly, disdainfully, with a sense of contempt in it.

"Enough to kill you. Lan Feng shouted, and left a virtual shadow of talking on the spot with a thought, and the next moment, he had already appeared in front of the young man, and his big hand was clenched into a fist, and he slammed into the young man's face.

There was a loud "boom", and the young man in front of the tomb saw a light glance at the talk, a big hand, and a blow in the air, colliding with the fist of Lan Feng.

"Squeak......" The young man's figure swayed, and he retreated a few steps back before he settled down, and he looked up at Lan Feng with a look of surprise on his face.

"Not bad...... What a strong body. The young man called a few times, and his whole body soared, exuding a strong fighting spirit, and he said confidently, "I am the person you hate, the dean's disciple, Qiu Mengwei, let go of the battle, don't let me look down on you." ”

"Good, good, good, you're going to have to die today. Lan Feng's bloody eyes burst out with a bewitching blood light, and the blood light around his body rolled and moved, and the Nine Dragons Phantom roared in the sky, and the savage sword qi surged, sending out a shock aura that dominated the nine heavens and ten earths.

The blood map was urged out by Lan Feng's side, and it twisted into a bloody war knife, which illuminated the entire night in blood, and was lifted high by Lan Feng, and slashed down in the air.

Qiu Meng's expression remained unchanged, his big hand was a cross, and he was silently chanting something in his mouth, and suddenly the runes around his body lit up, and he painted a Tai Chi pattern on the top of his head, and he greeted him.

"Hiss ......"

The bloody war knife slammed into its pattern, and there was no earth-shattering noise, but it saw the pattern shining with blue light, and with a tremble, the war knife was shocked and flew away, and at the same time, the pattern of the blue light case dissipated.

"In order not to affect your mother's cemetery, come up, Lan Feng, we will fight with dignity, and if we lose, you will die. Qiu Meng tasted and drank, and Fu Yao went up, revealing in mid-air.

"Whew......"

The bloody war knife twisted and turned into a blood-colored dragon, looking up to the sky and roaring, Lan Feng's figure shook and turned into blood light and submerged into the blood dragon, blending into the blood dragon, roaring and flying away.

The upper court broke Lan Feng's heart, at this time he was undoubtedly in the midst of anger, he needed a punching bag, and he didn't care how powerful this punching bag was, anyway, he was desperate, bloody tearing and killing.

He melted into the blood dragon, incarnated into the Great Dao, where the blood dragon passed, the blood and qi rolled and moved, the entire sky changed color, the blood cloud was outside the four fields, Zhou Tian rolled in, floating in the air, dyeing the night blood red.

"Whew. The blood dragon soared through the blood cloud, and one side broke through the blood cloud, and opened its bloody mouth and pounced on Qiu Meng.

Qiu Meng tasted it, smiled, and flipped his big hand, and a bronze mirror appeared and appeared on his hand, and the bronze mirror mirror was smooth and shining in the night.

"Zheng Zheng. Qiu Mengwei tapped his hand lightly on the bronze mirror twice, and suddenly the entire bronze mirror slowly enlarged, and after a burst of thoughts, the bronze mirror shone brightly, and the light gradually became more and more dazzling, as if to illuminate the entire night sky.

"Whoa......" The blood dragon pounced on the past and was illuminated by its light, and then felt that his whole body was hot, and it was about to turn into black water in an instant, and the blood dragon roared like a tearful heart, and the blood dragon shook and scattered to reveal the figure of Lan Feng.

Lan Feng's figure was illuminated by the light on his mirror, and he felt that his whole person was about to burn, and he felt a pain like a heart.

"Ahhhh......h

The dantian halo came out, protected himself, and suddenly the heat dissipated, Lan Feng recovered from the light, and his figure shook, and pounced on the bronze mirror, raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, and bombarded the copper mirror, but when he heard a loud "boom", he smashed the bronze mirror and smashed it away.

Qiu Meng's face suddenly became extremely ugly, he cherished this bronze mirror magic weapon very much, and he was hit away by Lan Feng, and he was slightly angry.

Qiu Meng looked at him angrily, snorted coldly, flipped his big hand, and grabbed a jet-black iron sword out of thin air in his hand, he pointed at the sky with the sword in one hand, and dragged the duel on his lips for a while.

A blue light pierced out from the tip of his sword, flew above the nine nights, and exploded in mid-air, and suddenly the entire mid-air wind and clouds changed color, dark clouds surged purple lightning crossed, and thunder exploded.

Lan Feng snorted, and his whole body soared, "Whoa" Nine Dragons roared up to the sky, the sword qi and the clear sound moved for nine days, and four ancient swords pierced out of his body, rotating with his body.

Lan Feng's bloody eyes looked up at the sky, and the four ancient swords went straight up from the whole body through their intentions, and they were ** together in mid-air, the light flashed and moved, and finally turned into a giant sword.

The two of them were woken up by the earth-shattering thunder and explosion, and walked over to the cemetery to see what was going on. This time he came out, and saw the entire mid-air purple lightning cross thunder explode, and suddenly, a thigh-thick purple lightning fell from the air, submerged into Qiu Mengwei's iron sword, and suddenly the iron sword purple lightning flashed.

Seeing this, the two of them exclaimed, they recognized the power of this spiritual decision of the Northern Underworld Academy, and used the thunder of heaven and earth for their own use.

"This is the fame of Gong Rupan, the head of the Palace of the Northern Underworld Academy, is this old thing coming in person?" Ruyi was shocked in the battle of Cloud City, his eyes were shocked, and he was not as good as ordinary people, he only knew that the purple lightning thunder was in the sky, and he couldn't see the people fighting, so he asked so worriedly.

Ruo Xi grabbed Ruyi's hands tightly with both hands, half-hugged her and whispered, "It's not Gong Rupan, this old thing, it's his heir Qiu Meng who tasted it." Although Qiu Mengwei is a peak soul martial artist, Feng'er has the inheritance of Tianjun in his body, and in times of crisis, Tianjun will protect his safety, Ruyi rest assured, let's go, we can't help, staying here will cause Feng'er to be distracted. ”

Ruyi nodded, and walked back to the cemetery with Ruoxi, who looked like two young women, who were injured in the first battle, and their cultivation was abolished, turned into mortals, and became like ordinary people, seventy or eighty years old but already old, people are approaching their twilight years, and they are no longer young.

At this time, I saw Qiu Meng trying to point his sword at the sky a little bit, and the purple lightning crossed thunder and exploded in the air, and a barrel of purple electricity condensed, passing through the dark clouds and slaughtering towards Lan Feng.

"Boom ......"

Lan Feng stepped on the blood diagram and stood in the air, and the sword duel made the giant sword shake, raise it high, and then slash down in the air, splitting the entire purple lightning in half and breaking it out.

"Bang Bang ......"

Several more purple lightning condensed together in mid-air, turning into a purple lightning, this time the purple electricity was thicker than the previous purple lightning, and the sound of purple lightning thunder burst down, shaking the entire mid-air to tear apart.

With a loud bang, the purple lightning broke through the air and slashed into the giant sword, directly splitting the entire giant sword and flying out of the air. The giant sword sword mangs talked darkly, turned into four ancient swords and flew back, and disappeared into Lan Feng's body.

"Ha Lu Ha ......" Seeing this, Qiu Meng tasted the sky and laughed, "Lan Feng gave me death." ”

As he spoke, he saw Qiu Meng's body vertical, and the sword Lingyun was submerged in the pieces of purple lightning thunder, accompanied by the purple lightning thunder, holding an iron sword a little, and the purple lightning crossed and rotated around his body in mid-air.

Suddenly, Qiu Mengwei rushed out from the purple lightning, and with the overwhelming purple lightning on his body, he slammed into Lanfeng.

Lan Feng's bloody eyes were half-narrowed into a line, and he looked into the sky above Lu, he held the dantian halo in his hand and went up to the air, wanting to collide with Qiu Meng.

But in the middle of the air, Qiu Mengwei suddenly stopped, and the iron sword was swung one by one, and there was a burst of "bang", and the rolling purple lightning rushed towards Lan Feng.

"Boom ......"

Lan Feng was wearing half of the dantian halo on his body, and half of the dantian halo was held in his hand, and he was not in the purple lightning, and he bombarded it, and within a moment, Lan Feng was hit and flew out of the purple lightning.

His whole body was scorched black by the purple lightning, his head was burned, and he looked like an old beggar who came out of the kennel in some kind of way, and he was embarrassed.

"Ahem...... Lan Feng's scorched face showed a hint of paleness, coughed lightly, but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the person was about to fall down in mid-air, he was not Qiu Mengwei's opponent.

Lan Feng was stunned for a while, and with a stroke of his big hand, the dantian halo pierced out of his body, and the scorched black state recovered visibly with the naked eye.

"What kind of exercise is this, or is it the Heavenly Monarch Inheritance Spiritual Decision?" Qiu Meng was shocked, just inside the purple lightning, Lan Feng's whole body was covered with these halos, and his bare hands were bombarded with the rolling thunder and purple lightning, he could see it very clearly, the other party was only insufficient in cultivation before he was bombarded and flew out of the air, this halo was not weaker than the rolling thunder.

Then Qiu Mengyan showed joy on his face again, won't these be all mine in a while? Qiu Mengyan can have the Great Law of Desolation and Disintegration, and he is very confident.