"Wei Yimeng, is it enough?" Leng Guhan pinched the sword trick in his hand, and once again a sword slashed out, directly sending Wei Yimian flying out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

'Poof~' Wei Yimeng flew out upside down, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spat out the blood in his mouth to the side: "It's not enough, come again!"

Wei Yimian's face showed a look of madness, and he saw that the aura on his body continued to rise, and the power of that magic skill was obviously even worse.

Even if Huang Xiao retreated a long distance now, the movement over there was still thrilling.

"The Wei Hall Master really deserves to be the first person in the three major halls!" Wu Cang said with some emotion.

Huang Xiao nodded, of course he agreed with Wu Cang's words in his heart, but he didn't know what to say now.

The strength of the Wei Hall Master is naturally undoubted, but the Sword God is obviously even more powerful, the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion is really worthy of his reputation, no wonder, after all, he is almost the first person in the righteous path now, he should have this strength.

"Do you have some hidden strength? It seems that I underestimated you. In the face of Wei Yi's rising aura, Leng Guhan still didn't change his mood.

Wei Yimeng smiled in his mouth, only to see that his figure became faster, and his attacks became more aggressive.

But Leng Guhan still used one right hand to deal with Wei Yimian.

"Old fellow, I don't believe I can't force your other hand!" Wei Yimian roared.

Of course, he knew in his heart that he was not Leng Guhan's opponent, but if he couldn't even take advantage of Leng Guhan's hand, then he still couldn't accept it.

Wei Yimian was shocked and flew out again, but this time Wei Yimian laughed.

"Old fellow, do you still want to be strong?" Wei Yimian laughed.

Although he was shocked and flew out, his palm just now also made Leng Guhan's body shake.

At the very least, it can be said that it is a little impossible for Leng Guhan to use one hand against himself.

All that answered Wei Yi was a cold snort.

After Wei Yimian saw Leng Guhan's reaction, he continued to laugh.

Suddenly, Wei Yimourning's laughter stopped abruptly, but the moment the laughter stopped, Wei Yimourning flashed in front of Leng Guhan.

I saw him roar loudly, and slammed his fist towards Leng Guhan's chest.

This punch, Huang Xiao could see it clearly, the strength condensed on that fist was incomparably terrifying, so that the surface of the right fist of the Wei Hall Master was shrouded in a layer of pitch-black mist, which was an incomparably huge amount of true qi condensed into fist strength.

Leng Guhan's eyes shrank suddenly, and he felt that the power of Wei Yimian's punch was by no means simple.

However, after he snorted softly, his thumb bent inward, clasped the palm of his hand, and the other four fingers were brought together, and the palm of his hand was erected.

When his palm was erected, four fingers burst out from the four fingers of the palm, and these fingers beat and swallowed at the fingertips, making a crackling sound.

Just now, Leng Guhan only used two fingers of his middle finger and index finger to exert sword qi, but now he used four fingers, and the four fingers were violently extended and intertwined, and finally condensed into a sword qi.

With a 'bang', Wei Yimian's punch slammed into Leng Guhan's sword qi.

The strength of the fist is extremely strong, and the sword qi is also incomparable.

The two are evenly matched.

"Break!" Wei Yimian's face became hideous, and the aura of magic on his body became a little crazy, which raised his skill to his limit, once he couldn't control it, it was a rampant true qi, which was extremely dangerous.

I saw that the power of his fist suddenly skyrocketed by a few points, and then quickly crushed the resisting sword qi inch by inch, and his fist approached Leng Guhan inch by inch.

"You can't stop it!" Wei Yi said with a smirk.

As he spoke, his fist slammed forward, and the 'roar' continued to sound, and those resisting sword qi now collapsed, unable to resist his fist strength at all.

When Wei Yimeng saw that his fist shook away Leng Guhan's sword qi and could hit him directly in the chest, his heart jumped suddenly, and he quickly retracted his fist and protected it in his chest.

Just as he withdrew his fist, a sword bolt had already struck his fist, and the strength of his fist was instantly dispersed.

When his fist strength was dispersed, the residual strength of that sword qi was still extremely powerful, and it hit Wei Yimian's chest at once.

Wei Yimian could no longer resist at this time, so he could only quickly flash his body to his side, avoiding some vital points in his chest.

With a muffled snort, Wei Yimian's body quickly retreated, and when he stopped, his body staggered a little.

"Hall Master!" Huang Xiao exclaimed.

At this time, he had already seen that a piercing blood hole appeared in the right chest of his hall master, but fortunately, this blood hole was not large, that is, the size of a finger.

This is what was directly pierced by the sword god's sword qi just now.

Chu Fanyin had already quickly arrived at Wei Yimian's side, wanting to heal him.

However, Wei Yimeng just clicked a few times around his wounds, stopped the bleeding, and said, "Some small injuries, you can't die!"

"Brother Wei, you?" Chu Fanyin wanted to persuade him.

However, Wei Yimian raised his hand to stop his words and said, "Brother Chu, needless to say, I know it in my heart." ”

Hearing Wei Yimian say this, Chu Fanyin didn't say anything more.

He looked at the black-robed man, who had not moved, just like the fight between Wei Yimian and Leng Guhan just now had not happened at all.

It's just that to his surprise, he can't even see who the other party is from the beginning to now.

This person's breath is very unfamiliar, it should be something he has not been exposed to, which makes him a little puzzled.

The masters of this world, almost all of them know it.

"The hidden master of the Sword Pavilion?isn't it, this aura seems to have an evil aura, Heavenly Evil Sect?" Chu Fanyin thought secretly in his heart.

He is still on guard against this black-robed man, in case this guy takes advantage of Wei Yimian and Leng Guhan's fight, then Wei Yimian's fate will not be good.

Of course, he felt that such a situation should be unlikely to happen, if Leng Guhan really went all out, Wei Yimian would also not be pleased, and a bad one would really die here.

He was opposed to Wei Yimeng's desire to fight Leng Guhan, but Wei Yimeng insisted, and he had nothing to say.

"Leng Guhan, you finally used your hands!" Wei Yimian didn't care about the injury on his chest at all, and squinted at Leng Guhan's left hand and said.

Leng Guhan withdrew his left hand, and then said lightly: "So what? Do you think you can show off by overpowering the old man's right hand?"

"I will only regard this as a disgrace!" Wei Yimian said coldly, "One day, I will defeat you, when you use both hands, even the Zhan Lu sword, to make a move with all your might." ”

The old man will wait and see. Leng Guhan said lightly.