Yan Gexing held the broken sword with a red body and pointed at the wind howling, the blade that was branded with gold edge was sharp to the naked eye at the moment, and the surrounding air became a little hot because of the appearance of this golden light.

Yan Gexing's toes tapped the ground lightly, and he leaped towards the direction of Feng Xiao, but Feng Xiao just dodged lightly, avoiding Yan Gexing's attack.

He swung his Anemo Sword in the air, and the wind that rose from the ground rolled up all the gravel and gravel on the ground and lifted it into the air.

Feng Xiao waved the Wind God Sword and wrote a cyan word 'wind', he swung his sword towards Yan Gexing, and the wind word also flew towards Yan Gexing to form a closed four wind walls, trapping Yan Gexing inside.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, countless gravel and gravel flew towards Yan Gexing, passing through the sealed wind wall, and grinding those gravel and gravel into sharp needles.

Those thin needles pierced Yan Gexing's body one after another, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

He clenched his teeth and used his spiritual power to force out these fine needles that pierced his body, and blood continued to seep out of his body, soaking the cyan robe he was wearing, revealing the dried blood.

"What? just this trick makes you look like this?" said Wind Howling sarcastically.

Yan Gexing bit his lower lip tightly, blood flowing out of his broken lip flap, sliding across his chin and dripping to the ground.

He stood up suddenly, swinging the broken sword in his hand, the golden light almost shaking Wind Howling's eyes.

"Break - break the void. ”

The broken sword in his hand suddenly divided into countless pieces, forming four sword walls directly facing the four wind walls.

The tip of each broken sword was aimed at the wind wall, and the sharp blade seemed to be about to tear the four wind walls to shreds in the next second.

"Break!" Yan Gexing roared.

The four sword walls slammed into the wind wall at once, and the sharp sword blades and broken sword qi tore the four wind walls to pieces.

And those majestic sword qi also injured Feng Xiao a little, he raised his hand to look at his arm that had been cut by sword qi, and sneered.

Since you cut my arm, then I will destroy your eyes.

Feng Xiao raised his eyes to look at Yan Gexing, his blue-gold eyes revealing a strong killing intent.

In the next second, the Wind God Sword in Feng Xiao's hand rose into the air, and the Wind God Sword was also divided into countless pieces, and then these countless swords turned into cyan wind caries

Feng Xiao didn't talk nonsense, just pushed his hands to Yan Gexing's side, and the cyan wind blade swept the gravel on the ground and rushed towards Yan Gexing.

Yan Gexing used four sword walls to resist the attacks of these countless sword blades, and the destructive power of those wind blades was extremely strong, shattering the other flying swords into slag one after another.

These four sword walls were quickly shattered by the cyan wind blade, and even the broken sword returned to Yan Gexing's hand Zheng

The cyan wind blade swept the gravel on the ground and flew towards Yan Gexing's eyes at a rapid speed, although Yan Gexing was prepared and used the broken sword to resist.

But he was still hit in the eye by the wind blade in it, and something warm flowed down his eyes, and there was a trace of blood on the tip of his nose.

Yan Gexing didn't dare to reach out and touch it at all, he knew that his eyes were injured, he just had a cold face, and he held the broken sword even tighter.

And Feng Xiao looked at Yan Gexing with his eyes closed, and his eyes were bleeding, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness in his heart, now your eyes are ruined by me, then the next one is your legs, I want you to kneel down towards me.

Yan Gexing didn't say anything, but took out the best healing medicine from the jade pendant, first sunburned the best healing on the clean white silk, and blindfolded his eyes with white silk.

I ate several more Restoration Pills to restore most of my spiritual power.

There was a sharp pain in the eyes wrapped in the best healing medicine, and Yan Gexing gritted his teeth and held back, he did this series of actions quickly, and did not let Yan Gexing have this opportunity to continue attacking himself.

Feng Xiao didn't expect that Yan Gexing's eyes were not busy with despair and pain after being injured, but treated his eyes extremely quickly, and he didn't even take advantage of this gap to attack Yan Gexing, it seems that he really still looked at this person.

The light veil of Yan Gexingmeng's eyes quickly turned red, and he just stood there holding the broken sword, the divine aura became more and more pure and full, and even the divine aura that was originally hidden inside his body slowly bloomed out.

The wound on the palm of his hand had healed at some point, Yan Gexing cut his wrist at once, the blood stained the sword body red, and the golden blade on the sword body sucked the blood, and the purple lightning showed the general vision of flames burning, and the golden light was swimming slowly.

Yan Gexing held the broken sword and stabbed directly in the direction of Yan Gexing, and a blood-red golden light that appeared at the tip of the sword weakened all of Feng Xiao's moves, and even looked vulnerable in front of the broken sword.

In order to take over Yan Gexing's move, Feng Xiao couldn't help but integrate three drops of golden divine blood into the Wind God Sword, and it was hard to deal with Yan Gexing's broken sword.

The two swords collided with each other, and there was a thunderous sound, and purple lightning fell to the ground and exploded, sending up a cloud of smoke and dust.

And Feng Xiao was actually repelled by Yan Gexing's sword, and took a few steps back, and he glanced at the Wind God Sword, saw the thin slit on the sword body, and looked at Yan Gexing fiercely, and the killing intent was even worse.

A large amount of blood penetrated from the white silk covering Yan Gexing's eyes, and even kept dripping to the ground along the edge of the white silk, and the smell of blood on the tip of his nose was even stronger, Yan Gexing knew that this sword had made his eyes hurt even more.

And Feng Xiao was now completely angry, and Yan Gexing actually dared to cut his Wind God Sword out of a slit.

Countless bursting winds that broke the air came, rolling up all the sharp bones in this dark crack, and the sharp wind that could cut people's throats surrounded Yan Gexing and constantly attacked him.

Yan Gexing hurriedly took out several high-level protective magic weapons to resist the wind that could easily cut people's throats, but in the next second, these magic weapons were cut by these winds one after another.

Those sharp broken bones pierced into Yan Gexing's knees one after another under the cover of those winds, almost making him unable to stand and falling to his knees all at once.

Knowing that Feng Xiao wanted to kneel down to him by himself, Yan Gexing's face was paralyzed, and he looked down at the broken bones on his knees that had pierced his kneecaps, and a trace of red light flashed in his eyes.

After thinking for a while, Yan Gexing took out a sharp dagger and looked at the white bones that pierced his knees, and used his spiritual power to set up more than a dozen barriers, and then he started to remove those bones.

Feng Xiao watched Yan Gexing set up more than a dozen barriers, and then very calmly and stubbornly dug those broken bones out of his knees, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

However, he still broke the barriers set up by Yan Gexing one by one.

This person was really ruthless to himself, he actually dug up the broken bones alive like that, and he felt even more excited when he saw the wind howling that blood kept flowing from Yan Gexing's knees, he liked such an opponent.

Yan Gexing still looked light on the surface, but in fact, he couldn't wait to crush Feng Xiao's neck with one hand.

After Yan Gexing removed all the broken bones on his knees, he raised his head to look at Feng Xiao and said softly: "I've been waiting for you to do it for a long time, why haven't you been able to break the barrier I set up?"

Seeing that Yan Gexing was still desperate to provoke himself, Feng Xiao showed a cruel smile: "Then I will fulfill you." ”

Feng Xiao held the Wind God Sword and slashed through the remaining barrier, and the Wind God Sword was against Yan Gexing's chin with a dodge, and his chin was injured by the sharp sword qi, leaving a blood mark.

Feng Xiao's hand holding the Wind God Sword began to move up slowly, the tip of the sword was against Yan Gexing's face, he looked at the eyes bandaged with white silk, and with a slight movement of his hand, Yan Gexing's face was cut with a long wound.

Yan Gexing just felt the cold Wind God Sword that was against his face and cut his face, and he didn't have to say anything.

Perhaps noticing that his behavior was like a child's anger, Feng Xiao couldn't help but move the sharp tip of the sword away a little, and then with his other hand, he smashed Yan Gexing's wrist fiercely, and those broken bones pierced into his flesh, puffing up one bag after another at his wrist, just like Yan Gexing had done to his own god incarnation.

Feng Xiao clenched his fists, those cyan winds climbed up his arms, and he directly punched Yan Gexing's face.

Yan Gexing's head was punched and couldn't help but deflect to the side, and at the same time, the sharp Wind God Sword also cut a long wound on his face because of this action, and the blood continued to stay along the wound, condensing on the good-looking jaw and dripping to the ground.

Feng Xiao saw that Yan Gexing's appearance was not miserable enough, and he was not polite, so he directly kicked Yan Gexing in the abdomen, and this kick directly kicked Yan Gexing out several meters, and fell heavily to the ground, making a loud noise.

Let Feng Xiao can't help but guess that it seems that Yan Gexing must have all the bones in his body shattered, and his muscles and veins were all broken.

But Yan Gexing supported his body and sat up from the ground.

And the wind whistled and stepped on Yan Gexing's shoulder, and with a slight step, the sound of broken bones sounded, Yan Gexing couldn't help but snort, and a large piece of cold sweat forced out of pain appeared on his forehead.

As a result of all this, Feng Xiao couldn't help but feel a little comfortable, Yan Gexing treated his god incarnation like this just now, and he was just learning from it now.

In the next second, the Wind God Sword was on Yan Gexing's neck, and Feng Xiao's hand holding the sword used a little force, and a red line immediately appeared on Yan Gexing's neck.

"What else do you have to say before I kill you?" Feng Xiao looked at Yan Gexing's miserable appearance and said in a very good mood.

And Yan Gexing just looked at him silently, and the red light in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

Seeing Yan Ge's speechless appearance, Feng Xiao glanced at him coldly, and injected a divine power into the Wind God Sword.

Yan Gexing only felt a pain in his throat, Feng Xiao actually added divine power to this sword, although the force he used this knife was extremely light, but his throat was like a knife cut, and even his whole body was paralyzed.

"If you beg me for mercy, I won't spare your life. Feng Xiao raised an eyebrow smugly.

"Then I have a word for you, it's called the villain dies of talking too much!" Yan Gexing said with a sharp pain in his throat, and the hell fire in his forehead suddenly rushed out, wrapping the Wind God Sword in it.

And Yan Gexing took advantage of this gap, slid on his knees and slid back for a long distance, his left hand supported the ground and suddenly turned over and stood on the surface of the rain, and the black hair that was originally tied up suddenly spread out.

His black hair was blown, his clothes were tattered, and he was stained with blood.

Yan Gexing showed a smile, directly aimed the broken sword at his chest, and stabbed it into his chest.

The blood in his heart dripped down the body of the broken sword, and he pulled out the broken sword that had sucked the blood in his heart, and hurriedly put his other hand on his chest to treat the wound.

Yan Gexing wiped the remaining blood on a broken sword, and flicked that blood into the blue hell flames with a flick of his fingers.

Yan Gexing couldn't help but raise his hand and licked his palm that was stained with blood, now in this situation, he only had an urge to be bloodthirsty.

Blood stained Yan Gexing's pale lips, and against the backdrop of the red and blue light of the hell fire, his pale face covered with white silk looked strange, especially the eyes that were lined with even redder, and there was still a trace of weirdness and bloodlust.

At this time, Yan Gexing used the second decisive decision - breaking the blood.

The purple lightning turned into a huge lightning prison and tightly enveloped Wind Howling inside, and Wind Howling tried to touch the purple lightning, but was suddenly paralyzed by the purple lightning.

And Yan Gexing threw the hell flame that obediently fell in his palm onto the purple lightning thunder cage, and the purple lightning thunder cage immediately turned into a fire cage.

Feng Xiao didn't dare to exert too much divine power, for fear that if the wind was a little stronger, the flames of this Hell Fire would be attracted to him, but he didn't have the way to extinguish the Hell Fire.

And the Hell Flame and the Broken Sword, which had sucked the blood of the heart, were even more powerful, directly trapping Wind Howling inside, and Hell Flame also threw a flame on Wind Howling's body.

The flames ignited on Wind Howling's body, and Wind Howling had to immediately extinguish the flames on his body.

And the purple lightning thunder cage is constantly shrinking at this moment, and even the hellish flame is constantly shrinking, blocking the wind howling.

The shrunken purple lightning cage and the hellfire trapped inside emitted a scorching red light, lighting up one flame after another on Wind Howling's body.

And Yan Gexing showed a smile at this moment, he held the broken sword, and laughed in a low voice, which was extraordinarily infiltrating, he rushed over and stabbed Feng Xiao with the broken sword several times.

In the end, Feng Xiao was trapped by the purple lightning thunder cage, and could only stare at Yan Gexing deadly, suppressing the severe pain on his body.

And Yan Gexing aimed the tip of the sword at Feng Xiao's eyelids at this moment, and his hand holding the broken sword trembled, making Feng Xiao tremble a little.

Yan Gexing held his breath and brought the broken sword close to Feng Xiao's eyelids, as long as he used a little force, he could pierce the thin eyelids, and Feng Xiao could also feel that the tip of the needle was on his eyelids, and even when he couldn't help blinking his eyes, the tip of the needle slashed through his eyelids and brought a tingling pain.

Finally, Yan Gexing howled at the wind: "Goodbye!"

In the next second, the sharp sword cut through Feng Xiao's eyes, and before he could let out a cry of pain, Yan Gexing wiped his neck with a sword and dug out his heart.

Looking at the golden heart, he shattered it into a pile of minced flesh with a single sword, and turned away.

All that was left was the body of the howling wind lying in the dark cracks, covered in blood and dust.