In the partridge building of the market at the foot of the mountain, a group of people are ready to go.

A man in black, led by Chen Hui, came to Ling Feng's room, and at this time he was discussing with everyone how to intercept Wu Yan.

As soon as he saw the man in black come in, Ling Feng's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

"I thought my uncle would arrive at the last minute, but I didn't expect to come so early. Ling Feng saluted respectfully, and everyone retreated tacitly, only Mo Shan silently stood at the door.

"Yu'er is all tied to you, if you have a case, she won't blame me for being a father. Shangguan smiled lightly, found a comfortable place, and sat down.

"Uncle really loves Yu'er!" Ling Feng was alone with Shangguan Qingmei, obviously feeling that this old man had a bit of a taste of a female protector.

"You kid is really good, a lonely ghost of the Ling family, with his own strength, he actually has such an atmosphere, which is not much better than Ling Yuan back then. Shangguan glanced at the back of the person standing at the door, and said in a derogatory manner.

"It's still stained with the light of my aunt and Shangguan's family. Ling Feng naturally thought that Shangguan was praising me, but he was too embarrassed to accept it all, and said two humble words.

The two of them did not dwell on this, and soon joined everyone in the courtyard and headed in the direction of Xianwu Pavilion.

At the same time, Wu Yan led hundreds of disciples from the outer courtyard to rush towards the Immortal Martial Pavilion.

The two sides will collide head-on.

Wu Yan led hundreds of people, plus the dozens of people who remained in the Xianwu Pavilion, and confronted the more than two hundred people on Ling Feng's side in front of the Xianwu Pavilion, and the leaders of the two sides did not give orders, and none of the subordinates dared to act without permission.

"Trouble Uncle and Mo Shan to sweep the battle for me!" Ling Feng glanced back at Shangguan and Mo Shan, turned around and took a step.

"Wu Yan, dare to fight with me, don't hide in the sect as a turtle with a shrunken head like before. Ling Feng held the wind in his hand, pointed his sword at Wu Yan, and a sense of pride arose.

Suddenly, Ling Meng's morale was greatly boosted, and he obviously overwhelmed the opposite side.

Wu Yan frowned slightly, he obviously felt that there were two people on the other side who were strong and strong, and they were definitely foundation building monks.

After much hesitation, Wu Yan finally took a step.

It's a pity that he hesitated, and the morale of the people in Hongge behind him was not high.

The two walked into the middle of the field, and the subordinates around them all retreated a distance of more than ten feet.

"Why should Ling Feng hide his head and show his tail, dare not show his true face!" Wu Yan shouted, and the people of the Hongge behind him whispered.

"Wu Yan, don't talk nonsense, are you afraid, if you have the ability to plan others, you have to think that someone will come to you. Ling Feng was also the same as everyone behind him, only showing his eyes.

A sword qi emanated from the wind chant, and the entire field was whirring, rolling up the dust, blocking everyone's vision, Ling Feng held the wind chant in his hand and headed towards Wu Yan, taking off into the air.

A sword light falling from the sky hit Wu Yan's door directly, his eyes were cold, he lifted a sword in his hand, his wrist flipped for a while, and a hurricane of sword qi danced towards the sword light.

With a "bang", Ling Feng and Wu Yan each took a step back.

Mo Shan was about to step forward, but was pulled by the Shangguan next to him, shook his head, and signaled him not to be excited.

Ling Feng stopped, reflexively attacked Wu Yan, and the wind chant in his hand came out. For the first time, Ling Feng controlled the flying sword and cast the wind and fire on the plain.

I saw that the wind was loud in the field, and the two parties gathered in the center, covering their eyes with their hands, were forced to retreat by the wind. A wave of heat hit, the wind began to get hot, and many people were soaking wet and fleeing to the rear.

"Ouch, it's so hot that it's going to cook me. A soaking wet man fled to the back and kept complaining.

Wu Yan was also slightly surprised, Ling Feng only had the realm of the seventh layer of qi refining, and he could actually control the flying sword. He didn't dare to be careless, put on an armor coat, and a leap burst out three sword qi in the air, attacking towards Ling Feng.

Wu Yan's three sword qi were very condensed, directly tearing through the blockade of the wind and fire and directly taking Ling Feng's throat.

Ling Feng sighed slightly, this kind of occasion is not suitable for Qingfeng swordsmanship, what he is best at is that swordsmanship after all.

A thought summoned Chixiao, and a red heat wave was drawn in the air, colliding with the three sword qi, and the two could be neutralized.

Everyone around was shocked, Ling Meng's first flying sword had already surprised everyone, and there was even a second flying sword, which was really deeply hidden.

The people on the Hongge side were very frustrated, they originally thought that their boss was the same strength as the person opposite, but they had an extra flying sword, I was afraid that they would ...... Suddenly, everyone in Hongge was gloomy and worried.

Wu Yan saw Ling Feng use the second flying sword, and knew that he could no longer hide his means, otherwise he would suffer a big loss.

"Ling Feng, you should know that the sword is not my only means, and everyone who has seen my other method is dead. Wu Yan is very confident in his own methods.

"If you can't fight, admit defeat, don't make a big deal here. Ling Feng knew in his heart that Wu Yan had other means, so he didn't dare to be careless.

"Okay, you force me!" Wu Yan was furious, there was a creak on his body, except for the armor on his body, all the clothes were torn, and three weird red lines appeared on his back, and his whole person's breath skyrocketed instantly, and he actually broke through to the foundation building period, and it continued to improve.

"It's not good, he has fused the bloodline of the demon beast, and he is borrowing the power of the demon beast at this time. Shangguan yelled at me and reminded Ling Feng.

"I knew too late, I didn't shake the pre-foundation monk back then, but tore him apart!" Wu Yan's eyes were red, revealing a pair of fangs.

Wu Yan's hand turned into a sharp claw, he abandoned his sword, and grabbed Ling Feng's throat with one claw, he was extremely fast at this time, Ling Feng couldn't see the trajectory of his movement at all, there was only a faint shadow in his divine sense.

Ling Feng's swordsmanship is very powerful, but his weakness is his body technique, only one yellow-level exercise is the floating cloud glazed step, this is a rotten street exercise, at this time, it can't avoid this claw at all.

"The Five Extremes Sword Formation!" Ling Feng roared, and three flying swords hovered behind him, turning into a sword curtain around him, guarding him tightly, and when the third level of the Dao Sect was tested, he relied on this move to carry Dai Muen's death.

In an instant, Wu Yan's claws and sword curtain sparked, and he could no longer move forward.

The "click" claws and the sword curtain made a cracking sound at the same time.

Both Ling Feng and Wu Yan were shocked in their hearts.

The two of them each took a step back, and Ling Feng's Chixiao Sword had an extra slight crack, and Chixiao, as a spiritual weapon, had suffered most of the damage in the confrontation just now, and at this time, his spirit had lost a lot and had fallen into the realm.

Ling Feng felt distressed for a while, this is a genuine spiritual weapon, although the spirituality is missing, but it can still be made up, this time it was hit hard, I don't know if it can be repaired.

However, Ling Feng didn't dare to put away his sword formation.

Wu Yan was also afraid for a while, but fortunately he was not negligent, otherwise he would have died in the hands of this kid.

Looking at the five claws in his right hand, the tips of the claws were broken in two, Wu Yan was slightly annoyed, his claws could crush ordinary magic weapons, and those that could compete with them were at least high-level magic weapons.

Wu Yan didn't say a word, this time he used his hands to attack Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's sword curtain was already a little dim, so he simply removed him, controlled the sword array, combined the three swords, and transformed them into a bladeless giant sword, attacking Wu Yan.

This sword, mixed with the three artistic conceptions of wind, fire, and water, gives people the tolerance of the wind, the enthusiasm of the fire, and the gentleness of the water, which makes people intoxicated, Wu Yan's eyes were confused for a moment, but in an instant he sobered up, he didn't expect that Ling Feng's style could be breathtaking.

Wu Yan's hands turned into a huge paw print, and slapped towards the Bladeless Giant Sword, and the two collided again.

This time, Ling Feng only took three steps back, while Wu Yan flew upside down.

Everyone on both sides could see clearly that Wu Yan had been defeated.

"No, I haven't been defeated yet, I still have the last form, below this style of foundation building, it is impossible to be spared!" Wu Yan, who flew back upside down, gave up the idea of escaping, this time he was embarrassed and embarrassed, only by defeating Ling Feng, his Dao heart would be clear, and he would have no demons in his cultivation in the future.

"This style is full of danger, I never dare to try it easily, Ling Feng was forced by you!" Wu Yan yelled at Ling Feng, his hair was scattered, and he was covered in blood, very embarrassed.

Suddenly, Wu Yan changed back to his original appearance, at this time his realm fell to the early stage of foundation building, he lifted his sword and stabbed towards Ling Feng, this sword was unremarkable, but it made Ling Feng's heart beat wildly.

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