A pebble thrown into the calm lake, it will ripple in an instant, from near to far, the entire lake will ripple, Ling Feng is this pebble, the outer courtyard is this calm lake, the news of serious injuries is more and more powerful in the outer courtyard, and some people even compare him with the top nine masters, some people seem to want to provoke, the contradiction between Ling Feng and the other nine people, of course, is more for those who want to enter the top ten, but have not been able to enter the masters.

So, in less than three days, Ling Feng received no less than ten challenges, and his four or five percent of the spiritual power of the "gentle wind and drizzle", combined with the two swords of wind and fire, scared away many people, and then those who challenged gradually decreased, but the real masters were disdainful, and they still looked down on the strength of Ling Feng's fifth layer of qi refining.

There are exceptions to everything, this night, the bright moon is in the sky, there is a killing atmosphere around him, quiet and terrible, there is a person under the moonlight, tall and handsome figure, black green silk blowing in the wind, dark green eyes shooting cold light, like an unsheathed sword, standing on the eaves of the courtyard, looking at Ling Feng lightly, stroking the sword in his hand:

"You're seriously injured, I'm trying to take advantage of him, but I don't want to take advantage of you."

After a pause, he said to himself:

"I can give you a trick"

Ling Feng thought in his heart, you want to rank, you can take it, don't ask me, I didn't say it, I'm very powerful......

I saw a ball of brilliance blooming out, like a lotus flower after the rain, innocent and cold, integrated with the bright moonlight, everywhere is moonlight, everywhere is sword light, a bright arc of light pierced the sky, like the finger of the green onion, gently turned, the arc of light stuck to Ling Feng's chest, shooting into the distance.

Slowly retracted his hand, a long sleeve was pulled out, wrapped in the sword that left his hand, one turned around, the water sleeve flew back with the sword upside down, and returned to the scabbard.

Dumbfounded, Ling Feng was stunned, not that he was almost intimidated by the sword light killing, but that the high swordsmanship, the beauty of the swordsmanship, and the integrated sword intent deeply suppressed him.

From the beginning of the trial to Gao Kun, to the interruption of time, Ling Feng was actually a bit cunning, he had never fought with a real master head-on, and the person in front of him was a real master, a pure sword.

The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing through Ling Feng's pale face, and drops of cold sweat dripped from his cheeks.

The owner of the sword didn't care, thinking that Ling Feng looked down on him, so he refused to make a move, and said slightly angrily:

"I've already given you a move, if so, if you don't have a sword, I won't keep the next sword"

As he spoke, he did not forget to gently stroke his sword, which seemed to be given life, and let out a sharp whistling sound, as if in response to his master.

Ling Feng looked at this sword, it was very agile, extremely powerful, it was definitely not an ordinary sword, at least it was a magic weapon, or a spiritual weapon. At this moment, he couldn't afford to think about it anymore, and he already held Chixiao in his hand.

As soon as Chixiao came out, a wave of heat hit the person opposite, and the person was not angry but said happily:

"In this way, on the sword, I didn't take advantage of you"

Ling Feng knew that the opponent's swordsmanship was superb, and his realm was above him, and he was by no means his opponent, so he had to fight with him for spiritual power, and immediately used enough spiritual power on the sword, fused wind and fire with swordsmanship, and used it to strike first.

The red sky in his hand seemed to feel the master's mind, the fiery red heat wave came in bursts, the sword of wind and the sword of fire fused, the power of the wind to help the fire, the power of the fire to add to the wind, the red sword shadows, coming with the wind, everywhere, everywhere hot, overwhelming, mixed with a trace of the power of heaven and earth, towards the opposite person.

Suddenly, a peerless momentum spread on the opposite side, and there were bursts of shouts and kills, and the sound of Xiao killing came, and the whole world was killing, killing, killing......

Countless red lights and a bright white light converged in the night sky, and an extremely piercing tremor pierced the eardrums of everyone peeking on the side, many disciples with low cultivation, the corners of their eyes, ears, noses, and mouths, all of which did not bleed, and those who cultivated high, their faces were pale for a while, their faces were full of surprise, and their faces were full of obsession.

Red and white, all the brilliance dissipated, only a snapping sound was heard, the two people who were at the peak did not stop for a moment, Ling Feng seized the opportunity, rose into the air, and waved a sword shadow in the sky, forming a dazzling light curtain, like a bright moonlight, dotted in the night sky, looming many stars, towards the opposite side.

A white light rose into the sky, facing the light curtain against the current, like chopping melons and vegetables, shattering all the sword shadows, like a hideous and terrifying demon, with a murderous aura in the sky, falling straight to Ling Feng's chest.

Ling Feng was stunned, this white mang, he couldn't avoid it, he couldn't imagine that in this life, it was only more than three years, and it had come to an end, his mother, his second uncle, his little sister Ling Chen, his confidante Mo Tianli, and that person's obsession, too many to let go......

Ready to close your eyes and wait quietly for the last moment......

Well?

Suddenly, a cyan sword light flew like a thunderbolt, and the side hit Bai Mang, and with a "ding" blue and white colors glued in the air, unable to hold each other, and finally flew upside down.

Ling Feng hurriedly seized the opportunity and moved to the side, he still had the strength to do at the moment, and was preparing to perform the first form of Qingfeng to take the life of the man opposite, but an unexpected person appeared in front of him.

Everyone looked surprised, Ling Feng was silent, and the person opposite also frowned slightly, the person who came turned out to be out of time, seeing that he was pale, obviously not recovered.

Xuan Shiliu glanced at Ling Feng, and saw that he was safe and sound, and seemed to have the strength to fight, so he immediately put his mind at ease and smiled slightly, "Kill strangers, you Si, don't bully children, if you want to be the tenth in the outer gate, look for me directly, oh! I forgot to tell you, I entered the inner courtyard."

Many disciples, many of whom have been in the industry for many years, have long recognized that this man who wielded the white mang is the eleventh "Killing Sword" who kills strangers on the list, but he is afraid to say it because of his usual might.

The stranger was still silent, looked at Ling Feng, turned around and left, and left a sentence before leaving,

"But that's it, after three months, the outer disciples will meet again, and I won't keep my hands at that time."

From beginning to end, there was no time to see.

Seeing the stranger go like this, he was slightly angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to go up to him to trouble, his old injuries had not healed, I was afraid that he couldn't do this now, he shook his head, and since his goal had been achieved, he left by himself.

Before leaving, he glanced at Ling Feng with deep meaning.

Ling Feng's face sank, in his past and present lives, he had more people in contact, so he understood why he would save him, an arrogant person, accidentally lost on an ant, naturally he had to step on it himself, and others wanted to step on it, it was impossible. Killing strangers to find him is not just to compete with the sword, but to kill him, so that he can become a hurdle in the heart of the broken time, and from then on, there will be a demonic obstacle in cultivation, the Dao heart is unknown, and the progress will definitely slow down.

Breaking Shiliu also saw through this, so he reluctantly shot despite the serious injury.

Everyone saw that the good show had come to an end, just as they came quietly, and at this moment, they also quietly dispersed.

A pretty figure suddenly stood behind Ling Feng, hugging Ling Feng hard, burying her head in his back, and there was a quiet situation around her.

Mo Tianli helped Ling Feng back to the room, this was the third time, seeing that he was not worried at all, he was slightly stunned, and he was actually angry.

Ling Feng patiently told her, why did the stranger come to kill him, and why did he save him, only to see the fairy who usually has eyes like a starry sky and does not touch the fireworks in the world, at this moment, it seems that his youth has faded little by little, and after a little thought, he understands.

Killing strangers this time, Ling Feng did not perform the "gentle wind and drizzle", because he did not have the certainty of a hit, but because of the blessing of misfortune, his own wind and fire two swords, the artistic conception is more far-reaching, and the power of fusion is stronger.

Regardless of Mo Tianli's still in the room, he sat cross-legged on his knees and began to breathe, and suddenly, a burst of white mist rose up and enveloped him.

In a deserted mountain forest, a rebellious face, soft edges and corners, it is the stranger who left before, at this moment, he waved the sword in his hand, it seems to be much more powerful than before, the momentum of the Jedi is simply twice as good as before, after this sword competition, his killing sword, has actually made great progress, the pride of the sky, it is really extraordinary.

However, with a click, the sword in the hand of the killer Mo was broken into two, picked up the two broken swords, and stroked them gently, as if the beloved person disappeared in front of him, and a heart-rending pain struck, and a loud roar in the mountains and forests made the beast run wildly, "Ling Feng, break the flow of time, the revenge of the broken sword, you must not repay"

Killing strangers is a sword, a sword is killing strangers, when the whole family was killed by the enemy, he held the sword that his father gave him, many years later, he used this sword, killed the enemy's whole family, since then, he and this sword, dependent on each other.