Ning Baifeng let go of the sword technique in his left hand and gave up his intention to control back the flying sword.

His flying sword can achieve the transformation of virtual and real, and Xue Zhi's four-sided shield can also be used.

And with the opponent's ability to break through the flying sword flying at high speed with one sword, he keenly captured the trajectory of the flying sword's piercing, and used the natal object to make the natal object, and his divine thoughts were obviously strong and terrifying.

In this case, it is extremely difficult to break free.

Therefore, instead of struggling in vain, it is better to give up decisively.

Xue Zhi looked at the young man and said in a low voice, "Are you still fighting?"

Until now, the young man on the opposite side has almost not taken advantage of once, except for the initial temptation, when he used the most powerful sword, he was broken by all his strength, and even the natal flying sword at the bottom of the sword repair pressure box was imprisoned by him.

In his opinion, the other party has exhausted all his means, and he may not have the strength to fight.

Ning Baifeng licked his lips, raised the hat above his head with his left hand, and said with a smile: "The battle is in the end, how can you stop there." ”

Xue Zhi let out a soft snort in his nose, "Sword cultivation has no flying sword, like a toothless tiger, it seems to be mighty, but in fact it is a mud puppet, it is useless! With your strength, it is indeed difficult to meet opponents among your peers, but it is also the end of it." At this time, if you admit defeat, you can still walk down the city with dignity, and even I can send you an auspicious word for your young and promising people, and no one can arrange right and wrong. ”

He paused, and his tone changed to indifference, "But if you want to continue fighting for the sake of face, you can only suffer in the end." ”

Ning Baifeng smiled: "General Xue is so disoptimistic about me?"

Xue Zhi looked at him coldly and said, "How can you be optimistic? What you rely on at this time is just the magic robe on your body and the bamboo hat magic weapon on your head, and if you continue to fight, you will only be beaten, what's the point." ”

Ning Baifeng glanced at the air outside the city wall and said, "Although I don't have a flying sword, the general no longer has a shield, and it is not yet known whether he wins or loses." ”

Hearing this, Xue Zhi suddenly laughed.

It's just the laughter, sarcastic and cold.

"It's really young and ignorant!"

Xue Zhi sneered: "The children of the soldier family, the bronze skin and iron bones of the middle three realms, each realm has significant changes in physique, even if there is no shield and armor talisman, it is still far superior to other schools. Do you think you can fight and carry it with this outfit? I don't know how thick the sky is! Well, since you are not convinced, then I don't have to worry too much, no matter what trouble there is afterwards, Lao Tzu will take it over. ”

The long knife in his hand shook, and the complex lines seemed to come to life, and the treasure light bloomed, shining half of his body as if dyed with a layer of gold paint.

At the same time, Ning Baifeng raised his sword and set off, stabbing out with a move pointing at the sky, and the person followed the sword, instantly rushing through a distance of dozens of zhang.

The two fought to one place and fought wildly.

The sword light and sword aura aroused by the collision of swords swept across the city.

Xue Zhi was born as a soldier on the battlefield, and his one move and one style were extremely concise, without any fancy superfluous movements, and each knife was swift and fast, and powerful and heavy.

Although Ning Baifeng used a sword, he didn't use a sword to take a light and agile tactic, not because he didn't want to, but in the face of Xue Zhi's extremely hard-core tactics, it was meaningless to toss and turn, and he could only shake it head-on.

At this time, the two people in the city were fighting without any fairy spirit.

In the interval between the swords and stabs, the two used their fists and feet together, and the fists smashed on each other's bodies, and the energy they brought up spread outward like waves, causing a sound like a heavy hammer beating a drum, shocking

Deafness.

At this time, the countless people watching the battle outside the city wall no longer knew how to speak.

After the dazzling flying sword attack, it is really jaw-dropping that it is such a fierce fighting style.

As the battle dragged on, Xue Zhi became more and more frightened.

The young man who thought that he would vomit blood and retreat after a few punches, whether it was a punch to the head or a foot in the chest, there was no decline at all.

Even the war knife slashed on the robe, although it could not hurt the surface of the body, but the strength was really attacking the body, but the other party still did not see even a shout.

This kind of situation is by no means something that can be carried by a single robe, and the only explanation is that the other party's physique is by no means as simple as an ordinary martial artist.

Xue Zhi was really a little incredulous.

A young sword cultivator is surprising enough, but he still has a physique far beyond that of an ordinary grandmaster, who would dare to believe this damn thing?!

However, this kind of absurd situation is happening in the city.

Whether it was the strength of his fists and feet entering his body, or the knife gang invading his chest and abdomen, Ning Baifeng seemed to have no feeling, and the long sword in his hand was still steady, and as the hard shock with Xue Zhi continued to lengthen, the momentum of the whole person did not fall but rose, and there was a tendency to skyrocket.

Ning Baifeng was not ignorant of pain, on the contrary, Xue Zhi's attack fell on his body, almost hurting into the bone marrow, especially those qi stirred in his body, like turning over a river and a sea.

But the reason why he has no effect is only because he has long been accustomed to more painful pain, and this little pain is nothing

What's more, he doesn't have the meridians in his body that people who practice martial arts are extremely interested in, no matter how strong his qi is, as long as he can't hurt the sea of qi, he just feels depressed, and there is no obstacle to punching and kicking.

Similarly, the hand-to-hand combat with Xue Zhi gave him a clearer understanding of the strength of the soldier monks.

Under the urging of vitality, the body is stronger than iron stone. Every punch, every sword slash on it does not change at all, giving people the feeling of being indestructible.

Among the cultivators in the world, the soldiers and monks are known for not being able to fight to death.

At this time, Ning Baifeng really felt this. This is just the opponent's physical battle, if it is matched with a talisman, and then cast a magic phase, its protection is simply terrifying.

recalled that in the city of Xiangyun Mansion in Lizhou, the old Taoist priest also fought with the soldiers, and although he won in the end, he also lost half his life.

At the head of the city, the battle continued.

Every time a huge wave of energy gushed out, the leaves attached to the city wall, the handwriting glowed, like waves pouring out layer by layer, stopping those energy so that it would not hurt people and things.

But the strength can be stopped, but the sound and strength can't be stopped.

The sound of a drum even drowned out the sound of metal from the slashing of swords. Every time the drum sounded, the entire city wall shook and trembled. Many people believe that without those pages, the walls of the Upper Capital would have been reduced to ruins.

After exchanging fists and kicks again, Ning Baifeng was keenly aware of the uncontrollable tremor of Xue Zhi's body.

He knew that the other party was not really like a stone and didn't know the pain. As his own attacks continue to accumulate, there is a moment when Iron Man can't bear it.

In an instant, your Ning Baifeng's body retreated more than ten zhang, the long sword in his hand shook, the sword light lit up, and then in the next moment, he rushed forward in an instant, stabbing at Xue Zhi with a sword.

Changhong appeared in the city again.

This time, Xue Zhi was exposed at the moment when the flaws were revealed

, I can't do it at all like last time, I can't stomp and jump, and it just so happens that the shield is not around, and the accumulated discomfort in my body can't be carried hard.

In desperation, he crossed the war knife in his hand and protected it on his chest.

The tip of the long sword stabbed heavily into the blade, and the ferocious momentum directly knocked him out.

At this moment, Ning Baifeng knew that the opportunity was rare.

He stepped forward, and the smoke and rain movement moved instantly, the afterimage was still in place, and his sword had already attacked in front of Xue Zhi again.

At this time, Xue Zhi's body was still in the air backwards, and he could only barely turn sideways to avoid the sword blade.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Baifeng's figure appeared ten zhang behind Xue Zhi, and then without waiting for Xue Zhi to land, he instantly reflexively stabbed out with his sword.

Next, a dazzling scene appeared on the city.

Xue Zhi, who was floating in mid-air, appeared in the shape of countless Tsing Yi hats within a range of dozens of zhang around his body, and a narrow and sharp sword light was pulled out from behind each figure.

These sword lights crisscrossed and were disorganized, but they imprisoned Xue Zhi in the middle.

Standing in the distance, it looked like the person in the middle of countless sword lights cutting at the same time, and on the periphery of these sword lights, there were countless figures in Tsing Yi and hats constantly flashing.

The sight is so gorgeous that it's dizzying.

And Xue Zhi, who was in the center of the battlefield and was constantly under attack. Even if it is copper skin and iron bones, there are inevitably wounds on the body, and blood is soaked in red clothes.

The sharp sword light did not stop for a moment, and kept appearing beside him.

Xue Zhi knew that if he continued like this, the iron-forged body he had forged in the Iron Bone Realm would definitely be broken.

He didn't expect that it was just a slight flaw, and he actually ushered in the other party so fast and fast, but each sword was as powerful as the previous Changhong hanging in the air, and these attacks were continuous, as if endless.

What Xue Zhi didn't know was that the trick that Ning Baifeng was using at the moment was born from the last form of the way-asking stick method taught by Su Lao, the blocking style.

The biggest feature of this move is that the attacks are endless, and one blow is followed by countless hits.

But now, Ning Baifeng combined the Pointing Heaven Style with the Blocking Style, and integrated the swordsmanship and swordsmanship he learned in Huiyuan Mountain, so that each of his swords was not weaker than the Pointing Heaven Style used alone.

That's why there is such a gorgeous but terrifying attack now.

When a sword light slashed across Xue Zhi's shoulder blades and brought up a puddle of blood, Xue Zhi couldn't care about anything else, and pinched out a strange magic seal with his left hand, and a burst of loud shouts that shook the whole city poured out from his abdomen.

At this moment, the surging momentum rushed out from Xue Zhisheng like a huge wave, and his sturdy figure directly skyrocketed.

Between breaths, a statue of a spirit officer with three feet high and three heads and six arms appeared at the head of the city.

The gatekeeping method of the soldier monk, the golden body and the law, was exposed to countless people at this moment.

The powerful and terrifying power swept through the city in an instant.

As soon as the golden body law came out, the hand holding the long knife slashed out, and the sword light swept in all directions like a tide, and the sword light shrouded in the body was swept away in an instant, and even the afterimages of those green clothes and hats were cut into nothingness by the sword light.

At the same time, the other hand of the Lingguan Law Minister was grasped, and the four shields that imprisoned the flying sword instantly appeared in the other hands, protecting them like iron buckets.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword that escaped stabbed directly into the head of the law phase, hitting the eyebrows of one of the skulls, splashing bright sparks.