"Crazy monk, do you know me?" Yang Feng asked with his hands in front of his chest, as if he was confident, without fear.

Na Puhua asked expressionlessly, "What's the matter, Xuanqing is also here?"

In Puhua's memory, this person is just a disciple of Jiuxuanmen, and if he wants to talk about He Zhennan of Fangcai, he is still a little jealous, after all, he was almost defeated by He Zhennan when he first learned the Great Futu Sutra. But the person in front of him is young and exaggerated, and he doesn't care about Puhua at all.

He tried his best to detect the traces of Xuanqing even if it was the other masters of the Nine Xuanmen, but he only faintly felt that there was a murderous aura hidden not far behind this young man, and nothing else.

This murderous aura doesn't seem to belong to the masters of the Dao Sect.

"Hahaha. Yang Fenggan laughed, but he was surprisingly quiet. After the afterglow swept down, Shangguan Jinfeng kept shaking his head at her, and it seemed that Shangguan Jinfeng was not at ease with him.

This means that Yang Feng should not be sent to death.

Yang Feng looked around, there were so many masters around here, even if the Sword Saint was alive, he was afraid that he would have been caught a long time ago, and this Puhua now has no other injuries except for his clothes being torn, and there are swordsman masters like Mu Sanniang and Lin Xueyi, and he can actually be well-organized.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng's heart couldn't help but gasp, if the operation is not good today, I am afraid that I will really be buried here.

Sometimes, it is true that in the dark, I was born in Taiping City, and I will eventually die in this Taiping City.

The old man often said that dust is dust, and dust is dirt, Yang Feng actually saw through it at this moment.

He seemed to see his little dirt bag, and he didn't know if his limbs were intact when he was lying inside.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng exhaled a sigh to strengthen his courage, and after stopping laughing, Fang asked loudly, "Are you scared of my master?"

But he heard Na Puhua sneer: "It's a pity that Xuanqing didn't come today, otherwise the revenge of being knocked off the cliff by him that day would have been avenged together." ”

This Puhua is very calm now, and he is very ruthless in his words, and it seems that it is difficult to kill anyone who has enemies with him in this world. But in his opinion, no one can stop him now.

If these people are heroes, then their wishes have been granted.

Yang Feng seems to like to play tricks, especially in the face of the strong, what he loses, he can't lose his momentum.

So I only heard Yang Feng say again: "Since my master was able to push you off the cliff that day, I can also subdue you today." It's like...... Hmm......" Yang Feng thought for a while, and then continued: "It's like Zhong Kui subduing demons!"

Speaking of this, Yang Feng's eyes were firmly fixed on Puhua, in his subconscious, he should be more fierce, more like Zhong Kui.

Puhua listened, but laughed and said, "You are not Zhong Kui, how can you lower me?"

"Then try it!" Yang Feng stretched out his arms, his robe was up, and he silently recited in his heart: "Master Zu bless, Xuanqing Zhenren blesses, Xuanwen Zhangjiao blesses!" After staying for a moment, after feeling that the true qi filled his body, Yang Feng shouted at an inopportune time!

Rushing over and bringing a wave of air is like that.

Na Puhua also raised his arms, just like Zhang San'er attacked just now, Yang Feng also blasted out with both palms, people like them who have the advantage of internal strength, and the discharge of both palms can exert the greatest combat power.

This connection was much easier than Yang Feng imagined, the two seemed to be evenly matched, the four palms were facing each other, Yang Feng felt that the true qi in his body was running smoothly and continuously, and he really had confidence.

And that Puhua, the gray hair is exhausted, and the face still does not change.

"What are you waiting for!" Yang Feng shouted, Lin Xueyi saw that a black-robed man flew onto the eaves where they were from a dark corner not far away, and then jumped forward into the air without stopping, the same giant sword, similar movements, this move, very similar to He Zhennan's action of nine thunders just now. extraordinary

Originally, the giant sword was used to chop.

Looking at this figure, Shangguan Jinfeng recognized it as Qian Shaoyou!

......

"Don't!" Lin Xueyi suddenly shouted, wanting to stop Qian Shaoyou.

She suddenly figured out this generalized idea, and she must have noticed the existence of Qian Shaoyou, and this stalemate with Yang Feng was just a play to lure Qian Shaoyou out, and then like everyone just now, she was defeated by his divine power.

This trick lured the snake out of the hole, killing two birds with one stone, and the universal mind that became a demon was so sober, it was really terrifying.

......

There was no turning back from the bow, and this Qianshaoyou did not stop.

At this time, the sword wind filled the entire square, and the people in the square more or less felt the coolness brought by this sword wind.

Ye Qianhong said to herself: "Immeasurable divine skills." ”

That's right, this is the immeasurable magic skill that Long Yingtian taught to Qian Shaoyou, and in summary, Long Yingtian is really Qian Shaoyou's second master. Although in the eyes of outsiders, Qian Shaoyou is like Long Yingtian's puppet, and Long Yingtian is also using Qian Shaoyou's identity to help him do things, but in fact, Long Yingtian supports him, after all, Long Yingtian himself has no desire to be an emperor.

Long Yingtian is really pure, he just wants revenge, that's all.

......

Qian Shaoyou's sword is also the strongest sword since he practiced martial arts, this sword, there are not too many moves, only this move, but he has learned all his life.

The sword qi of the Killing God Sword urged by immeasurable divine power was sharper, and the killing intent was even greater.

This sword, even if it is a martial arts master today, a grandmaster like He Zhennan, does not dare to say that he rushes to meet it head-on.

Because this sword, not only the blade, but also the sea of qi, is also the strongest in Qian Shaoyou's life.

Immeasurable divine skills, probably have such a good advantage, in a short period of time can help people gather strong internal force, throughout the ages, only this secret book is in the hands of Long Yingtian.

This incident seems unexpected, but in fact, it is also reasonable, after all, today's martial arts, to say that he is well-informed, Long Yingtian is indeed well-deserved, it is said that he will learn a hundred martial arts, although he has died without proof, but from his life, there is still this possibility.

This sword also contains Qian Shaoyou's anger, this sword is also a sword that Qian Shaoyou has been thinking about for a long time, he once dreamed that he opened Puhua's head stiffly, and that Puhua knelt in front of him to repent, blood flowed from his head, his eyes were blank, and then he slowly collapsed on the ground, and his head was planted down.

Even so, this sword still failed to achieve its wish.

Sure enough, Lin Xueyi's guess was correct, a dull bell sounded, as if it came from a distant mountain, and it seemed to be quiet, the bell was long, and there were some ghost cries among them.

......

Yang Feng was shocked by the wave of Puhua and flew out, Lin Xueyi was too late to save him because of internal injuries, so Yang Feng fell heavily on the wall, and when he fell, there were already some cracks on the wall.

And that Qian Shaoyou was shocked and flew to the vicinity of Shangguan Jinfeng, Shangguan Jinfeng hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, but Qian Shaoyou turned around and rolled out two beads from his sleeve to his hand, and then Qian Shaoyou put it into Shangguan Jinfeng's arms. Taking advantage of this action, he whispered to Shangguan Jinfeng: "Wait and find an opportunity to stuff these two gunpowder pills into his mouth." ”