Slowly adjusting the aura, the "Ling Tian Jue" is running rapidly, the magic of this exercise is that it can quickly cultivate spiritual power, and it can also quickly recover the aura when the spiritual power is exhausted, which is much faster than ordinary exercises to adjust the aura!

"Boy, look where you're going!" Yuan Ming landed on the ground three steps away from Ling Yifeng, he bent down slightly, trying to adjust his breathing,

A moment later, another man finally caught up.

"Yuan Ming, why don't you do it yet?" the big head bent over, panting heavily.

"The two of you are really persevering!" Ling Yifeng wanted to laugh a little, he turned to look at the two of them, and his tone was calm and didn't look like he had run violently!

At this moment, the kung fu spiritual power has recovered a lot, Ling Yifeng's knees are slightly bent, the soles of his feet slam on the ground, and his body shoots towards Yuan Ming, his fist strength is ready to go, and the whole fist is surrounded by fiery red spiritual power!

Seeing Ling Yifeng's attack without warning, Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed, and he was thinking in his heart that he would do it when he recovered half of his spiritual power, but the spiritual power in his body could only recover three or four percent. If the opponent is not fully grasped, he is an inexperienced rookie!

Yuan Ming pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and the flexible blade of the sword roamed around him like a spiritual snake, protecting his vital parts.

At the moment when he rushed in front of Yuan Ming and was about to punch, Ling Yifeng suddenly turned around and jumped to the side, and hit the other person's head with a strong fist.

Ling Yifeng had already planned in his heart to attack the person behind him first, firstly, his spiritual power was not as strong as the person in front, and secondly, he had not had time to recover his spiritual power, so he was caught off guard by killing him first!

"Big head, be careful!" Yuan Ming's sword swing in his hand fell short, and he watched Ling Yifeng rush towards his companion.

Before the big man's breath could be adjusted, he looked up and saw a fist full of spiritual power flying towards his head, he screamed, and in a hurry, he had to stretch out two palms to block.

"Bang!"

A punch smashed into the two palms of the overlapping big head, and the strong energy suddenly exploded, the big head breath was not leveled, and the feet were not yet stable, and after receiving this punch, the body was knocked upside down and flew out, hitting a big tree.

The big head spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and Ling Yifeng's strength just now directly shocked his internal organs!

"Spirit...... Late stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm!" The big head opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his mouth reminded his companion with difficulty!

Although Datou only had the strength of the middle stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm, his perception was extremely strong, and after receiving the blow from Ling Yifeng just now, he immediately sensed the strength of the opponent's spiritual power. Yuan Ming frowned, he didn't expect that this young man didn't look very old, but his strength had reached such a level, it was really unbelievable.

Yuan Ming's wrist flicked, and his soft sword seemed to have turned into a silver snake, spitting out a letter and stabbing at Ling Yifeng.

As soon as he turned his head, Ling Yifeng saw the streamer-like sword shadow in front of him faintly enveloping him, and the light spirit snake flickered left and right, up and down, sealing all his retreats.

With a slight shake of his arm, the long sword immediately appeared in his hand, although it looked a little abrupt to suddenly conjure a sword out of thin air in his hand, but Ling Yifeng couldn't care about it so much. As soon as he turned around, a burst of sword light flashed, protecting the vital point on his body.

When he was only three steps away from Ling Yifeng, Yuan Ming's wrist suddenly shook, and the spirit snake that was as soft as a match straightened up suddenly, like a strong spear straight to Ling Yifeng's throat.

Although Yan Hao asked them to capture Ling Yifeng alive, Yuan Ming gave up his plan to capture Ling Yifeng alive after seeing Ling Yifeng's move, he had already lost touch with several other companions, and his only helper, Datou, was also seriously injured by Ling Yifeng when he was caught off guard. He was also a late-stage strength of the Spirit Wheel Realm, and he was not sure that he would be able to capture Ling Yifeng alive, and now he could only kill Ling Yifeng here with all his strength, and then take away the "Ice Heart Tears" on his body.

A smile had gradually appeared on Yuan Ming's face, his sword was like a spirit snake coming out of a hole and directly taking the throat of the enemy, it was difficult for the enemy to distinguish his own sword path in his dreamy sword dance, and it was even more difficult to dodge.

But who knew that Ling Yifeng's reaction was faster, and he only heard the sound of "ding", and Yuan Ming's sword tip was pressed against Ling Yifeng's sword.

Yuan Ming's face did not change at all, but his smile deepened. I saw that the long sword that was as strong as a dragon suddenly softened again, and directly bypassed Ling Yifeng's long sword and wiped it towards his neck!

Soft and hard at will, retract and release freely, I didn't expect Yuan Ming's mastery of the soft sword to be so skillful. Ling Yifeng's face did not change, the long sword in his hand was raised, and his body retreated towards the rear.

Yuan Ming didn't give him a chance to breathe, his toes tapped the ground, and his body came close to Ling Yifeng. Suddenly, I heard a "ding-ding-ding" sound, like a string of beads that fell to the ground and bounced up.

In just an instant, Yuan Ming's sword lightning gang stabbed out continuously, but each stab was accurately blocked by Ling Yifeng with his sword.

"Boy, you're very good, you can take so many swords from me!" Yuan Ming put away the sword and jumped back a few steps, he carefully looked at the young man in front of him, and said with a gloomy smile: "But I advise you to be obedient and arrested, if you offend the 'Rock Wolf Mercenary Group', it will not end well!"

Ling Yifeng secretly shouted in his heart, he usually didn't practice swords much, but the other party was a master of using swords, and he only caught a few of his swords with his keen reaction, if he didn't stop, he might really hurt himself. However, he didn't know that when a master made a sword, the victory or defeat was in an instant, and Yuan Ming had not succeeded in so many moves, and he was embarrassed to stab more.

"Hehe, this immature threat, you'd better put it away first, I'm not a three-year-old child!" Ling Yifeng sneered: "I haven't known you yet, but you want to take my life again and again, although I have no intention of offending you, but I am not easy to bully!"

Ling Yifeng stopped talking nonsense, the archer behind him was probably about to arrive, if he hid in the dark and released cold arrows, the situation would be very bad for him, so he had to quickly solve the person in front of him!

The spiritual power in his body gradually climbed, Ling Yifeng stomped on the ground fiercely, his body jumped up in the air, and the long sword in his hand shot down towards Yuan Ming's head.

As soon as Yuan Ming's horizontal sword blocked, the soft sword wrapped around Ling Yifeng's sword body like a spiritual snake, slashing towards his wrist.

Ling Yifeng let go of the hilt of his sword and fell to the ground. I saw Yuan Ming pick up his sword, and Ling Yifeng's sword was picked up and flew out, plunging straight into the mud a few zhang away.

Yuan Ming's face showed a look of great joy, the opponent's weapon had already been taken off, what else could he use to fight him? Looking at Ling Yifeng, who was close at hand, an inexplicable chill suddenly welled up in his heart. For he found that the young man's immature face did not show the panic of the weapon being disarmed, but a playful smile on his face.

"Red Flame Fist!"

With a low shout in his heart, Ling Yifeng's fist suddenly exploded, he was almost close to Yuan Ming's body, Yuan Ming picked up Ling Yifeng's sword in his palm, it was too late to turn around, Ling Yifeng's fist had already hit his lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

Feeling that the other party also had the strength of the late stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm, Ling Yifeng's punch was unreserved, and the majestic spiritual power was instantly poured out on the other party

"You...... Poof!" Yuan Ming covered his lower abdomen with one hand and pointed his sword at Ling Yifeng with the other, but the blood in his mouth couldn't help but spurt out.

The other party deserves to have the strength of the late stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm, and he hasn't fallen down even after receiving Ling Yifeng's full blow, but Ling Yifeng can see that he has been injured a lot!

Taking out the snow-white and crystal "Ice Heart Tears" from his arms, there was still a biting cold air on it, Ling Yifeng slowly shook his head and said, "Just for this thing, you don't hesitate to want my life, and you don't want your own life?"

Ling Yifeng walked past Yuan Ming, leaned over to pick up the sword on the ground, identified the direction, and then walked forward without looking back.

The two who were seriously injured were very dangerous in this forest full of demonic beasts, but this was also their own effort, after all, if they wanted to get something, they had to be prepared to pay the same or even higher price!