Everyone in the square felt that the two swords were getting stronger and stronger, and their hearts were getting heavier and heavier, and many masters subconsciously raised their whole body strength, and under these two momentums, they all felt the threat of death, so they subconsciously wanted to fight back.

However, they all endured wisely, and none of them dared to raise their momentum, otherwise the two momentum would make them seriously injured.

And Wu Feng's momentum, also under his control, all converged in the sky, and Huang Rong, Ren Yingying and others, who were close at hand, were not affected in any way.

"Humph!"

"Sonorous!"

In the audience, Wu Feng snorted coldly, his eyes flashed, he pulled out the war knife behind his back, kicked hard under his feet, and jumped directly into the void.

"!!! Chop"

Wu Feng jumped into the void, let out an indifferent and ruthless shout, held the handle with both hands, and slashed out directly, and everyone watching was shocked.

I saw that in the void, a blood-red sword of fifty or sixty meters was like a giant axe that opened the sky, slashing towards Yan Thirteen with a supreme edge.

"It's good to come!"

"!!! of the Groan"

Yan Shisan's eyes flashed, a terrible sword roar sounded, and an invisible divine sword appeared out of thin air, and wherever it passed, the wind broke and the clouds disappeared, and with the momentum of thunder, it went towards the blood-red sword.

"Bang!!"

"Boom !!"

The blood-red sword and the invisible divine sword collided, the clear sky exploded, and the terrifying roar sounded, and there was a roar in everyone's ears, and the spirit shook, and the feet retreated again and again.

And where the sword and the divine sword collided, the air was scattered, forming a vacuum, and the aftermath of slashing everything and devouring the mind rippled, and the circle of fluctuations rushed in all directions.

In an instant, everyone on the top of Xingzi Peak only felt that the sky was falling, and many people showed horror on their faces, and at this moment, they found that in the face of this rippling aftermath, they could only wait for death helplessly.

"Ang !!"

Knowing that most of the people present couldn't resist the aftermath, Qiao Feng also immediately took action, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descended and a golden-colored divine dragon appeared, destroying all the aftermath.

Seeing that the aftermath was destroyed by Qiao Feng, everyone slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and there was immediately a sound of discussion in the square.

"I'm so scared, I thought I was going to die here, fortunately there is Deputy Gang Leader Qiao, otherwise I really don't know what to do!"

"Is this the powerhouse of the Divine Transformation Realm? It's so strong, just the aftermath is not something I can resist!"

"If such a character wants to kill us, I'm afraid it's just a thought!

"Wu Feng, Yan Shisan, these two of them are really amazing!"

The square immediately began to be like a vegetable market, chattering, and his tone did not hide his admiration and excitement.

Even the descendants of various sects, Yang Guo, Ren Yingying, Hua Wuji, Xuzhu and others, their eyes also showed a touch of heat, this is the charm of strength, as a martial artist, who doesn't want to have strong strength!

"What a strong strength! Now I, against any of them, I'm afraid I only have three or four layers of chance!" Qiao Feng stood in the audience, his eyes were also full of battle intent, and he really wanted to fight with the two of them in the void.

"Is this your strength, I am not your opponent now, but one day, I, Murong Fu, will definitely be able to surpass you. Looking at the two of them in the void, Murong Fu's eyes showed a look of madness.

"After a battle, I still don't know Your Excellency's name?" In the void, Yan Shisan's indifferent voice sounded.

"Wu Feng!"

The battle knife was returned to the sheath, Wu Feng clenched his fists with both hands, and said with a serious face

"Yan Thirteen!"

Yan Shisan also put the bone poison sword back into its sheath, clenched his hands into fists, and said with the same seriousness on his face

Wu Feng and Yan 13 are both indifferent people, but Wu Feng is different from Yan 13 in that he is betrayed by his brother and does not dare to trust others easily.

On the contrary, Yan Shisan, as if he was born indifferent, only his sword path was in his eyes, and everyone else was an inconsequential person, a person like him who was completely born for the sword and died for the sword.

Although the two of them shot with all their strength just now, neither of them used martial arts, and they were both testing their opponents at the same time.

Wu Feng and Yan Shisan stood in the void, staring at each other without blinking.

"Sonorous!"

The battle knife was unsheathed again, and Wu Feng took the lead in attacking, and the sharp blood-red sword burst through the air, slashing Yan Thirteen in the distance.

"Whew!"

Yan Shisan didn't know when he also pulled out the bone poison sword, and swung out a sword ray to block the sword.

"Demon Knife Slaughter!"

Wu Feng's expression was indifferent and ruthless, the war knife in his hand was like a wild horse that had escaped, slashing out frantically without scruples, endless sword intent, and blood-red swords across the world.

The Demon Blood Knife was obtained by Wu Feng a month ago, and in the past month, even if he practiced hard, he could only practice to a slight level, and now he can only use the move of 'Demon Knife Slaughter' freely, and if he wants to use the second move 'Kill Everything' freely, I am afraid that he has to comprehend the realm to enter the room.

This martial art is to be in the killing, in order to grow and improve, and it is also a martial art specially prepared for killing.

Wu Feng used the Demon Blood Knife, not only the killing intent permeated the heavens and the earth, but even his own murderous aura, evil aura, and killing intent were all drawn out by the Demon Blood Sword martial arts.

Not only that, at this time, there was a blood-red color in Wu Feng's eyes, which made him look like a killing demon god, terrifying and abnormal.

"Thirteen Swords of Death!"

Yan Thirteen's Thirteen Swords of Death are the sword of killing, a sword specially designed to kill, without pure color, just to kill, so his swordsmanship is clean and neat.

Although Yan Shisan's sword is very simple, it seems that anyone can avoid it, and the seemingly slow sword move gives people a feeling of naturalness and majesty, which is extremely weird.

But it was such a simple sword, but it brought a chill to Wu Feng, and this chill appeared directly in his heart, making him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

This feeling was strange, but it was real, and at this moment, the sword light had been torn apart, and it came with a solemn, cold aura.

"Heartbreaker!"

Although Wu Feng didn't know how that sword appeared in front of him, he didn't think much about it, and hurriedly used his perfect broken heart palm and slapped it on the sword with one palm.

"Bang!"

"Boom !!"

The black light and the blood-red light collided head-on, and the powerful aftermath carried the black and red light everywhere, making many people's scalps tingle.

And the strong force of the shock shook Wu Feng upside down in the void, and when he stopped his body, a sense of depression enveloped his heart, he involuntarily raised his eyebrows, stared at his eyes, and his gaze became solemn and serious.

The sword light just now was beyond his expectations, as if it suddenly appeared in front of him, if it weren't for the fact that he was a body refining cultivator, his physical defense was extremely strong, and that sword just now could have injured him.

"What a powerful sword, how did Yan Shisan's sword appear in front of Brother Wu Feng just now? If it were me, I am afraid I would have to be injured, but fortunately, Brother Wu Feng is a body refining cultivator!"

Just now, Yan Shisan's sword, even Qiao Feng, who had a lot of experience, didn't find out how it appeared, that sword was too fast, so fast that Yan Shisan's sword just came out, and the sword appeared in front of Wu Feng.

"Sister Yingying, what's the matter with Yan Shisan's sword, why did it suddenly appear in front of Brother Feng, Brother Feng will be fine, right?"

Although Huang Rong was smart about Bingxue, she didn't have the heart to think about it now, she just looked at Wu Feng worriedly.

"Sister Rong, don't worry, your Brother Feng and Yan Shisan are both in the Divine Transformation Realm, and your Brother Feng is still a body refining cultivator, even if it is Yan Shisan, I'm afraid that in a short time, I won't be able to hurt your Brother Feng. ”

Ren Yingying patted Huang Rong on the shoulder and said comfortingly

Standing in the void, Wu Feng recalled that sword, but he had some realization in his heart: "The sword of Yan Thirteen just now, it seemed to be extremely slow, but in an instant, it turned into extreme speed, he gathered all his strength to a line, and it was extremely fast, so fast that the opponent had already been killed by him before he could react!"

Although Wu Feng was somewhat aware of Yan Thirteen's sword, it was one thing to know it, and it was another thing to want to resist it, fortunately, he was a body refining cultivator, and his physical defense was strong, and in a short period of time, Yan Thirteen wanted to break through his defense, which gave him a chance to fight back.

Yan Thirteen's expression was calm, he didn't give up the attack because of Wu Feng's retreat, and the Thirteen Swords of Death were unleashed again, the cold sword light exuded an incomparably cold murderous aura, and the light emitted by the black aura made him look like a god and demon.

"Groan!!"

A very light and seemingly heavy sword sound sounded, Yan Shisan's sword was the same as just now, it was just a straight sword, but it was a straight sword, but it was incredibly fast.

With the use of this sword, the surrounding space was accompanied by the breath of death, which also made this sword even more terrifying.

Only Wu Feng, who faced this sword, knew that in his feelings, it was as if everything in the entire heaven and earth had left you, except for the darkness, the darkness that made people fear and loneliness, and the darkness that the endless sunlight could not dispel.

"Demon Knife Slaughter!"

Since Wu Feng understood Yan Thirteen's swordsmanship, he naturally wouldn't be the same as just now, facing a strong man like Yan Thirteen, such a fast swordsmanship, he could only choose to hit the sword for a while.

"Slash!!"

The blood-red light on the war knife burst out, and the thick blood-red sword covered the blade, and a knife was cut out at close range, and the surrounding space had a feeling of being slashed, and it collided directly with each other at close range.

"Bang!!"

The strong force of the shock once again shook Wu Feng back, but his physical body was strong and he did not suffer any damage.

And the two forces collided with each other, like two mountains colliding together, and even the surrounding void seemed to shake, and the aftermath was everywhere, forming a huge crater within a radius of a hundred meters on the ground, and everyone around them retreated into the distance early, looking at this side with a shocked face.

"Okay, come again!"

Wu Feng's face remained unchanged, and his body rushed forward again, and at the same time, the momentum of Tianwei on his body became even stronger.

"Good!"

Yan Shisan didn't let him go at all, the stronger Wu Feng was, the more he could hone his martial arts, and the more he could comprehend the Fourteen Swords of Death.

"Boom, boom, boom............"

A roar that shook the sky continued to sound, although every collision ended with Wu Feng being shaken back, but relying on his strong body, he rushed towards Yan Shisan again and again.