The rain continued, even the roads were muddy and messy, and the barren and empty mountains were even more unruly.

On the top of the barren mountain, the two sat cross-legged, calm but gave people an inexplicable sense of confrontation, so even the fine and dense raindrops took a detour.

All around, quiet, everything, weird.

It seems like it's going to go on forever.

Until, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

The two opened their eyes almost at the same time.

The man in black sneered.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky.

Not between the clouds, but from the bottom up.

In the midst of the clouds and drizzle, the lightning struck the black giant bird, and there was no way to avoid it.

The two fingers of the young man in white made a sword finger with his right hand, and he swiped at random towards the sky.

Two bolts of lightning struck each other.

It wasn't an earth-shattering bang, the two bolts of lightning disappeared silently.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, and then said softly, "Go down." ”

On the barren mountain, the man in black hooked the corners of his mouth, "But a battle." ”

The man in white nodded.

Not long after, the eagle landed.

The two were slightly surprised.

Xiao Feng frowned and looked at the two facing each other, "What do the seniors mean?"

The man in white said flatly, "Let me see your sword." ”

It's not a consultation, it's an order.

Xiao Feng took out the Yin Xue in his sleeve directly, "If the seniors want it, give it to you." ”

"Not this one. The man in black said playfully.

"The one behind it, forgive me. Xiao Feng said calmly.

"I'm sorry for you. The man in black sneered and said indifferently.

As soon as the words fell, the sword light flashed.

The man in white came directly in the direction of Xiao Feng with a sword.

Xiao Feng stood still, his robe moved without wind, and when the sword came to his side, he suddenly raised his head, and with a slight touch of his fingers, he was reaching the edge of the long sword.

The man sneered, and the sword suddenly exploded, holding down the hilt of the sword with one hand, like a heavenly river pouring down, and pressing down fiercely.

What followed was a burst of fierce sword intent, piercing and cold.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, instantly relieved, his body rotated slightly, the soft sword shook, instantly firmed, and then raised the sword over his shoulder, and a circle of qi ripples exploded under his feet.

The rumble is endless.

"Not bad. The man in white commented lightly, "But it's not enough." ”

As he spoke, the mighty sword qi swept across the entire heaven and earth in an instant, carrying the rain and the wind suddenly rising.

As soon as the long sword swept by, there was a qi machine lingering, like a comet dragging the ground, and there seemed to be tens of thousands of sword qi lingering.

Throw one’s weight around.

Xiao Feng's expression was unwavering, and the snow sword in his hand only swept slightly.

An understatement of the sword.

The two swords struck each other, there was no sound of gold and iron hitting each other, what came out was a white mang, a drizzle, and countless sharp sword intent.

The man in white frowned, and his wrist folded slightly.

The shattered sword intent followed the sword, layer upon layer, gathering more and more, and gradually becoming a river.

He swung down with a sword, and seemed to come with the general trend of heaven and earth, with black clouds pressing down on the city and big waves at the head.

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows, this was a territory he didn't know before, but if he saw it, he would.

No longer hesitated, and without any superfluous words, Xiao Feng's body swept by, and the snow in his hand was like a dragon out of water, with a sonorous sound.

There was a sword aura sweeping across the heavens and the earth.

Ready to go.

The man in white's eyes lit up, raised his hand and grabbed it, and there seemed to be a sword in his hand, and he threw it towards Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng pointed his finger like electricity, and waved his hand.

The sword intent collided with the qi machine and suddenly exploded.

"Go. Immediately, Xiao Feng let out a clear drink.

Countless sword intents rose in the wind and rain, and the momentum rose again and again, as if a dragon had gone out to sea and smashed it hard.

"Good!" the man in white shouted, and handed over his sword.

A terrifying ripple visible to the naked eye rippled under his sword.

Xiao Feng's body did not retreat but advanced, his robe was violently agitated, the wind was blowing, sword after sword, swept out, unstoppable.

He just doesn't want to fight, it's not that he doesn't dare to fight, and since others are bullying others, don't blame him for being unforgiving.

Approaching step by step, the momentum rose again and again, and in the end, the sword intent around Xiao Feng's body was like the sea, and the wind was howling.

However, at this moment, a sword swept not far away.

The sword that is as fast as thunder, even with Xiao Feng's reflexes, is a little reluctant.

A sword slashed across the shoulder, into the flesh more than an inch.

The white clothes were stained with blood.

Xiao Feng snorted, the snow sword shook, and thousands of sword intents shook with the snow sword, and then tens of thousands of sword qi were thrown out overwhelmingly.

Then, he also learned from the man in white to tear off a wisp of qi to make a sword, and threw it at the man in white.

Outside, the swordsman, meaning to the depths, everything can be a sword, Xiao Feng doesn't know now, but he has already arrived at the realm, and he can understand it at a glance.

The two majestic qi engines collided and burst out, and the sound of Huang Zhong Da Lu suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

It's just that the sword intent that was hastily gathered was the enemy of the millions of sword qi accumulated by Xiao Feng's more than a hundred swords, accompanied by a loud noise, sand and stones flew one after another, and the qi waves were monstrous.

When the heavens and the earth are clear, the ground has cut out a huge deep ditch.

The man in black took a few steps back, his sword back to its sheath, "I'll quit." ”

"Good. The man in white commented lightly, holding the sword in his hand, he walked in steps, and when he approached Xiao Feng, the sword qi burst out instantly.

Xiao Feng's face was expressionless, his long sword was raised horizontally, and a sword was handed out.

Long sword to long sword, qi machine collided violently.

Both of them held their swords in one hand, and their bodies did not move.

In an instant, the ripples around the two exploded, and then, the two of them slid out backwards.

Drizzle.

The man in white stood with his hands in his hands.

Xiao Feng stood with his sword.

The man in white looked at Xiao Feng and said suspiciously, "What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Fengqing coughed, stood up straight, raised his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and said coldly: "I hate the sword in my hand, so don't bother me in the future." ”

With that, he turned and walked away.

The man in white was even more puzzled, "But your sword is very good." ”

"It's not the sword I'm after, don't want it. Xiao Feng didn't look back, and said indifferently.

"Let's go!" he then jumped on the eagle and shouted.

"Bah!" Ling Diao screamed at the two of them on the barren mountain, flapped their wings and hurried away.

"You shouldn't have interfered. Seeing the eagle fly into the clouds, the man in white said lightly.

"You are a person of my generation, and you are forced to be so embarrassed by a junior, I naturally can't stand it. The man in black said nonchalantly, "However, his sword is very similar to the one that was there that time." ”

"Yes. The man in white snorted coldly.

"That's a shame. The man in black lamented, "It's not broken, but it's about the same." ”

"It's a pity. The man in white nodded, flicked his sleeves slightly, and then sat cross-legged again.

The man in black thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled evilly, shook his head, and sat down as well.

......

On the carving, Xiao Feng looked at the Yin Xue in his hand with some loss.

The loss was not that he lost the sword argument with the man in white, because he didn't exert his full strength, and the man also hid something, but that he saw more things clearly in the sword argument this time.

His sword was wrong, but it was wrong.

What is wrong, he will throw away, there is no room for manoeuvre.

Anyway, what does it matter? Xiao Feng smiled.

Maybe after this big turmoil, he won't use a sword again, so there's nothing to regret.

The rain was dripping, wisps, sweeping through the clouds, sweeping over the youth, sweeping over thousands of rivers and mountains, no different from the rain of the battle of swords on the barren mountains.