Duan Qiu rose into the air, he didn't know when there was an extra big knife in his hand, the cold light flashed, he didn't have the slightest feeling of pity and cherishing the jade, as soon as he came up, he slashed at Murong Xue, the blue light rose to the sky, and a sword light several feet big rushed out in an instant, rushing towards her like a wolf and a tiger. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Murong Xue's face was calm, and as soon as her jade hand was raised, an extra long sword appeared out of thin air, as cold as autumn water, and with a swing of the sword, the snow-white sword light filled the small half of the sky in front of her, like ocean waves, rushing towards Duan Qiu layer by layer.

In an instant, the two attacks collided together, swords and swords and shadows came and went, exploded in the sky, and finally disappeared, and neither of them could help each other.

A flash of excitement flashed in Duan Qiu's eyes, and the big knife in his hand shook suddenly, and in an instant, hundreds of sword lights appeared, condensed into a ball, and turned into a pillar of sword light like an optimus, which was actually three zhang thick, and it rumbled down.

Murong Xue seemed to be familiar with his moves, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword slashed like water, and pieces of snow-white sword light flashed out, conjuring up snow lotuses the size of bowls, floating in the air, dense, and the chill suddenly exploded, but there was no snow frost or even ice crystals, just a trace of cold air, which was combined into a net and cut the sky.

Han Feng, who was hiding in the shadows, held his breath and concentrated, his eyes flashed suddenly, and he secretly praised it, feeling that Murong Xue's swordsmanship was already superb, and the cold was her sword intent, and the cold was the sword wire.

Sure enough, Duan Qiu's pillar of sword light landed on that cold net, and it was instantly cut into pieces and scattered, and flames erupted. However, Duan Qiu's strength was also really terrifying, and his sword light also changed, suddenly turning into a gust of sword wind, like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, blowing off Murong Xue's sword silk net one after another, and both of them were wiped out in the air.

One of them wields a sword, and the other wields a sword, both so sharp, but they are not equal.

In the next moment, Murong Xue and the swordsman Duan Qiu shot faster and faster, swords and swords, dense collisions, the aftermath of the battle filled the entire sea of fire, and even the woods on the edge fell one by one, and there were bursts of sound, kicking up billowing dust.

Han Feng had already changed several hiding places, for fear of being discovered by them, but fortunately, they were fighting each other endlessly, and it seemed that they had not found him yet, or even if they did, they would not give a damn about him.

After a while, the battle arena of the two of them continued to move outward, and before they knew it, they both moved to the other side of the forest, and they didn't even care about the fire lotus in the middle of the sea of fire.

Han Feng's mood was a little complicated, he originally thought that he was already very strong, but after seeing the combat power of the two of them, he suddenly realized that it made so much sense that there were people outside the world and there were heavens outside the sky.

He secretly assessed that if he faced the swordsman Duan Qiu, he might only be able to escape, but as for facing Murong Xue, he was not worried, after all, he and she were also sisters and brothers, and they were quite familiar with each other. Of course, if he really fights against Murong Xue, I am afraid it will be a one-sided situation for him.

The two of them farther and farther apart, Han Feng's eyes rolled, he suddenly smiled, without saying a word, he quickly lurked over, and came to the edge of the sea of fire, his eyes locked on the fire lotus in the center of the sea of fire.

At this moment, the fire lotus seemed to have re-condensed layers of protective fire, dazzling in all directions.

Han Feng took out a wind talisman, urged it open, and rushed to the center of the sea of fire without the slightest hesitation, took out the broken sword, condensed the sword, and quickly cut it.

With a sneering sound, the fire light of the fire lotus's protective body shattered layer by layer, creating a circle of ripples on its appearance, and with a pop, it dissipated.

At this moment, the handsome young man returned to the edge of the sea of fire with two fellow disciples, and when he saw that Han Feng was about to reach out to pick the fire lotus, he immediately shouted: "Stop!"

Han Feng glanced back at him, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, he reached out and uprooted the fire lotus, threw it into the storage ring, and with a shock, the purple light of the protective body burst out, and one shield condensed, blocking the sword of the delicate young man.

Then, Han Feng harnessed the wind around him, quickly landed on the opposite bank, ran away, and disappeared into the dense forest, disappearing in an instant.

The handsome young man was so angry that he ran out first, exceeding the speed of sound, and disappeared into the forest on the other side of the river after a gust of wind.

Han Feng's speed also reached a level beyond the speed of sound, one breath was one hundred and thirty or forty zhang, but there was no sound of sonic boom, there was no wind or waves around, and it did not have any impact on the surrounding forests at all, and some of them only shook slightly on the grass on the side of the jungle road.

This is the unique ability of the Extreme Ones, who are able to absorb the power of the sonic boom with their own power when they exceed the speed of sound, and become completely silent, otherwise everything around them will be destroyed, and their speed will be disturbed, thus forming a vicious circle.

In fact, Han Feng didn't deeply understand the truth of this, after his physical strength reached the purple light level, he naturally derived such an ability, maybe this is the special thing about the spirit refining vajra technique.

The handsome young man was chasing after him, resentful, and always releasing his soul power, firmly peeking at the whereabouts of Han Feng in front of him. That ten-grade fire lotus, it can be said that he spent a lot of money to buy it back, when he met the swordsman Duan Qiu, he thought he was unlucky, so he quit, and after not wanting to walk out of nearly a thousand zhang, he suddenly heard a terrifying sound erupting from the fire pool, and couldn't help but look forward to it, and chose to stay nearby and wait for the opportunity.

Sure enough, as he expected, the fluctuations on the side of the fire pool quickly disappeared, and he didn't know if the fire lotus was still there, but it cost a lot of money, so he was naturally reluctant, so he immediately took people back there, but he never expected to be taken by the strange monk in front of him. Naturally, he couldn't tolerate it, no matter what, he had to snatch back the Fire Lotus and kill this person completely to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Thinking of this, he suddenly took out a blue light shining talisman and urged it to open it, a ball of blue light surrounded him, and it did not soar, but his speed really increased by more than one percent, reaching an astonishing moment of one hundred and fifty or sixty zhang, which was even faster than Han Feng.

Han Feng's soul power had already been released with all his might, and he had also discovered his existence, and at this moment, seeing his speed increase suddenly, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, you must know that after any monk breaks through his limit, it is difficult to improve even the slightest bit, I didn't expect this person to improve so much just by using a talisman, obviously that talisman is also one of the treasures, I don't know what kind of grade.

"Boy, you can't escape, obediently hand over my fire lotus, and spare your life, otherwise today next year will be your death day!"