Jun Li was also staring at the field at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He was staring at Xie Fengde's shadow on the ground. The two of them used the illusion of "golden cicada shelling" one after another, one for the surprise of the sneak attack, and the other for the escape had to be, although the body method seems strange, but this trick is to put it bluntly, that is, in a very short period of time, it is to get out of the original position, leaving an extremely short phantom in the original place, making it difficult for people to determine their true location in an instant. ――However, even if it is a phantom, it will not leave a shadow in this daylight, so you can judge the true intention of the other party. Previously, Xie Fengde couldn't see where his shadow was under the shadow of the large mountain, but Shen Fengming noticed that he was half a minute slower. Now that the two have switched positions, Shen Fengming is in the shadows, it is time to occupy a geographical advantage, and in the subsequent fight, it must be difficult for Xie Fengde to repeat the old tricks.

But unexpectedly, Shen Fengming fell behind in one move, as if he was a little annoyed, his footsteps did not stop, and as soon as his left hand was raised, he approached Xie Fengde - the left hand that had been cut by the dagger before, it was naturally impossible to heal in the difficult battle of the right talent demon sound, and now he exerted a little force, and the heat of the "Ruohuo Jue" had burned and scattered the wrapped silk cloth, and the blood of the wound was dripping - "Ice Condensing Technique" - blood flying blade, sharp.

Xie Fengde naturally knew the wonder of the mountain shadow, and deliberately did not break this style, so he changed his steps to avoid it, turned halfway to the side, and the positions of the two of them changed back. As soon as he saw that he had a heavy land, he didn't move much, and saw that the blood like a sharp blade was still flying like a dark needle, so he Shi Ran carried "everything is scattered" and easily splashed the blood.

Jun Li secretly said that it was a pity, but he couldn't help but wonder that a layman could see the relationship between the illusion and light and shadow of the Yan Shan faction, Shen Fengming would not be unaware, how could he abandon the benefit of the shadow in a moment of anger? Besides, blood is so rare, even if it can greatly increase the effect of the "Ice Condensation Technique", sacrificing blood will also hurt the Yuan Shen after all.

Fortunately, Shen Fengming quickly withdrew his hand, as if he suddenly used the "Ice Condensing Technique" just to occupy the current position—a position that was greatly disadvantageous in the eyes of both Jun Li and Xie Fengde. Jun Li was really puzzled, and couldn't help but turn to Lou Qianshan and said, "Miss Lou, what does Feng Ming mean by this?" He thought, since he is also the heir of the "Yin and Yang Translocation", Lou Qianshan should not understand what he is asking.

Lou Qianshan frowned and shook his head slightly, obviously, with the same question. "No......" she muttered, "why did he ......?"

It's a pity that the current Shen Fengming can only leave them with a back. The slight burn on his back looked like a flaw on the shirt that could not be concealed—just like the scar on his face.

The sun was indeed gradually approaching the sky-noon was approaching, and even Jun Li and the others, who were standing behind Shen Fengming, also felt that the scorching sun was dazzling, thinking that Shen Fengming was becoming more and more so. Suddenly, he saw his arms raised. A slightly warm energy swept by, and a strange sound suddenly came from the tea case around him-like the sound of porcelain cracking. Wuling Marquis and the others who were sitting in front were all shocked, only to see that there were indeed a few cracks in the tea cup on the case, and when he looked back at the platform, Shen Fengming's face was solemn, and his arms were stretched but not collected, thinking that this matter was caused by his luck with his mental method.

Jun Li was amazed in his heart. At such a distance, he thought to himself that if it were himself, the internal force of the "Mirror Jue" would probably be within reach, Shen Fengming's move -- was it the mental method in the "Yin and Yang Translocation"? He suddenly exerted all his strength with his internal force -- was it to decide the winner?

Xie Fengde's face changed slightly when he saw his technique, and then he laughed and said, "Yes, yes, let's see the superior!" and raised his arms. When the heart method is moved, the surrounding cups are more forced, and the sound of "Titica" is endless, as if it is about to burst and splash at any time.

Shen Fengming looked at him, and although he didn't dare to relax, he also tried to speak in a stable tone, "The origin of the name of the 'Yin Yang Translocation' mental method, can Senior Xie know?" his tone had to be suppressed.

"Of course I know. Xie Fengde said, "It is derived from a 'Chu Ci' in the past, and those two sentences are - 'Yin and Yang translocation, time is not right'." The ancestor of Yunmeng sighed that he was born at the wrong time, and hid in the world by the bank of Daze, and realized this mental method, so he named it after one of them. ”

"Wrong. Shen Fengming said coldly, "There is a paragraph before these two sentences: 'Luanniao Phoenix, the sun is far away. The bird's nest is black magpie, and the nest is full of altars. Lu Shen Xinyi, the dead forest is thin. Fishy and royal, fragrant can not be thin. 'Xie Fengde, the ancestor didn't sigh that he was born at the wrong time, he sighed that the bloody people had mixed into his Yunmengze and his Yunmeng Divine Sect, hoping to clean up the portal, so he used Chu Di's words to create this mental method. Do you understand now?"

Shen Fengming's words seem to imply that Xie Fengde is a "fishy person", and now he wants to follow the example of his ancestors and clean up the portal with the method of "yin and yang translocation". Everyone didn't know the inside story, and when they saw that the competition suddenly seemed to take people's lives, they couldn't help but raise their hearts, and now the two of them are relying on the cup to pull each other with internal strength, and they really can't see who is superior and who is inferior, and they are more and more nervous, and they each glance at the cases in front of them from time to time.

But the noise that had risen a little further away did not subside at all, as if more and more people were talking about something. Suddenly, a few piles of paper came from behind, and although Wu Linghou and the others focused on the duel between the two, they also had to be distracted to see what was written on the paper that came from nowhere and was already rumored behind.

Jun Li only heard one person whisper: "I don't know if these things are true or not, if they are true, this Xie Fengde is really a shameless person." ”

Another said: "This kind of thing, unless it is confronted." But these came from nowhere, this person dared to write but did not dare to appear, and I don't think he may be a good person. ”

Jun Li's heart moved, and he unintentionally took a stack to look at. On the stage, Xie Fengde sneered and said: "The old man respects the sect master for three points, I don't dare to think that the sect leader can't tolerate the old man first-the sect master wants to 'clean up the portal', there must always be a reason, if Xie Fengde is really sorry for the Yunmeng God Sect, the sect leader can make it clear first, and now he will do this in the name of the competition, and the heroes of the world will look at it, no wonder the old man is not polite!"

Shen Fengming didn't say anything, he stretched out his palms, and the cup in the confrontation suddenly lightened - countless thin water columns soared into the air - "Freezing ice", it was still this trick, the water column splashed in the air and rushed towards the opponent.

But this water arrow splash was not his power alone, Xie Fengde obviously also injected true power into it, and under the action of the two phases, the water splashed more and more, coming towards the two of them chaotically. With the cost of such an air-like artifact, coupled with the consumption of the Ice Condensation Technique, it is impossible to use "everything is scattered". At this moment, Shen Fengming and Xie Fengde were inevitably chased by the water that condensed into sharp ice, and their clothes were torn one after another.

The small amount of blood stains was particularly eye-catching on Shen Fengming's white clothes, but he didn't care about it. The tiny droplets of water that are still suspended in the air seem to evaporate at any moment, but they still reflect the last, dazzling beauty. Only Shan unintentionally took a step back. Jun Li was aware of this, turned his head to look at him, and saw that his face was pale, and the paper in his hand was messily kneaded together.

"I don't believe it...... I...... I don't believe it...... Sensugi ...... I don't believe ......"

He called Lou Qianshan's name for some reason, but Lou Qianshan didn't care about his words. She still maintained her posture, watching the contest with that tension and hatred. The dazzling light in the sky was fading, and it was the water droplets that were already overwhelmed. Instead, there were countless columns of water - it seemed that the strength of the two people on the stage also coincided with each other, and the water was also stirred up in the cup on the table a little farther away.

"Unintentionally, what's wrong?" Jun Li hesitated slightly, "What is written on this?"

But it was a loud "bang", like two huge forces colliding, and the shape created by the Ice Condensing Technique did not seem to be enough to carry the hatred in the battle between Shen Fengming and Xie Fengde, after the strength was exhausted, there was only a rainbow left in that scene - like a crack, reflecting a strange color from the daylight. Shen Fengming took two steps back, "Ahem." He choked on another mouthful of blood. They had fought against each other in the past, even if he understood the mental method of the Yanshan faction again, even if he had a comprehension these days, he was not as good as Xie Fengde in terms of internal force cultivation.

He did not hide his injuries, although his arms were not closed, his body was slightly arched, to relieve the pain of the wound. "Ahem. "One more bite. Above the chest, there is also a little bit of red.

Xie Fengde sneered, "The sect leader really doesn't want to stop, although the old man doesn't want to be the enemy of the sect leader, but-everyone, the sect leader is indiscriminate today, and he is bent on killing the old man, and the old man can't sit still-"

As he spoke, his arms raised higher and higher. The rainbow was gone, and there was no more water in the air, but the condensed power of the form and god did not recede, but was surging. "The Dance of the Ink Clouds", even under the noon sun that makes people can't open their eyes, the power of Yan Shan is like a black storm cloud that envelops this martial arts field in a dark and dull place. The ink cloud also means that the thunder and lightning are coming, Shen Fengming is choking on blood and gasping, but Xie Fengde, he is already gathering a huge force like thunder and lightning.

Jun Li saw that something was wrong, and he didn't care about it for a while, so he was about to step forward with his sword, just like last year on Tiandu Peak, he didn't care about the rules of others, but he didn't want to see him die in vain. But as soon as Fang moved, Shen Fengming turned his head and pushed out a palm: "Don't come to die!"

The power of this palm pushing through the air is not small. Jun Li was taken aback, pulled out his sword from its sheath, and swung it towards it, and the sword qi was stuffed everywhere, and finally the energy in it was eliminated. He didn't expect Shen Fengming to be like this, but he was worried that if he wanted to step forward and divide his mind even more, he was tied up for a while.

Lou Qianshan beside him also let out a soft "ah" at the same time, as if he was also pushed back by this same palm. Jun Li glanced at her - just at that moment, she was about to jump on the stage just like herself?

Shen Fengming took his palm back, and before he could calm down and breathe, he also began to gather his "thunder and lightning" power, but the color of the condensed qi was a little dim, and it was no longer comparable to Xie Fengde's edge. Lou Qianshan couldn't step forward, and couldn't help but lean over and shouted: "Don't use this style! You, you use 'everything is scattered', maybe you can offset it! Did you hear it? Did you hear it!"

But Shen Fengming ignored her. The cohesion of the two has gradually reached the extreme, and in an instant, Xie Fengde's strength has taken the lead - that is the release of the internal force of the hard fight, and the "Thousand Shots" in the "Dance of the Ink Clouds" is by no means something that can be dodged by any soft sleeves or any ingenious moves.

A sinister smile appeared on his face. His internal force had been released, but Shen Fengming's cohesion was still not completed, and he had no time to fight him. And, even after Xie Fengde struck with all his might, he still had more than enough, "ten fingers gathered and eight wildernesses", and he also pursued him with a sharp and blunt skill.

What reason did he have not to win? Even if Shen Fengming regretted it now and wanted to use "everything is scattered" to dispel it, it would be too late. Either he was defeated by Qianjun's great strength, or he was created by the sharp edge of his ten fingers-he didn't want to kill him here, after all, he would rather sit in the position of this sect leader than Guan Feisuo, it was Shen Fengming who would rather sit in the position of the sect leader - but he was going to provoke himself first, didn't he?

He was already on the verge of laughing - celebrating his victory early. The power of thunder and lightning had rolled into Shen Fengming's body, but Shen Fengming's cohesion seemed to have just been completed. These arms, which opened too late, may only have time to meet the blow of death.

But at this moment, Xie Fengde saw Shen Fengming's expression. He faced the light, and though the bleeding corners of his lips and the laborious pain made his face look hideously pale, it was by no means the expression of a loser. His heart suddenly emptied for a moment, because—he remembered the song of Shen Fengming in the defeat on the day they first met—the song that he had never expected to repel his fatal blow.

He suddenly remembered to ask himself: why would he prefer to stand in front of the scorching sun, but all doubts could only come to an abrupt end - because he had already seen the form of Shen Fengming's unleashed power. Fear rushed into his body and mind like a thousand horses.

That's not a "thousand shots". It was a "form" he had never seen before, but when he saw it, he recognized what it was.