"Mu Mengdie. Leng Xiaohan reminded.

"Yes, Mu Mengdie! Plus you are obviously better to Mu Mengdie than to Dongfang Yin, so Dongfang Yin did such a thing. I'm not defending Dongfang Yin, I just feel that you should know these things. ”

With a muffled "um", Leng Xiaohan exuded the knife intent.

"Choking~" It was still the knife intent that collided first, but Leng Xiaohan's knife intent obviously pressed Feng Tian's knife intent to retreat.

The pale red aura flashed, and then all of it poured into the blood-colored single knife in Feng Tian's right hand. Holding the knife in his backhand, Feng Tian attacked Leng Xiaohan.

Seeing Leng Xiaohan using the knife again, Ju Yunfei couldn't help frowning: "This guy is still the same as before, he doesn't take people in his eyes." ”

The Soul Killing Sword Technique was transported, and Leng Xiaohan easily took all of Feng Tian's attacks. After more than thirty moves, Leng Xiaohan spoke up: "It's better to use all your strength, otherwise... You're about to lose!"

The back of the Evil Wind Knife slapped Feng Tian on the face, directly sending Feng Tian flying.

Adjust your body in the air and land safely on the ground. Feng Tian touched the swollen left side of his face, and became a little angry: "Okay, since you have this request." ”

A large river of blood appeared around him, and Feng Tian threw the blood-colored single knife in his hand into the river of blood. After the blood-colored single knife entered the Blood River, the state of the Blood River changed instantly.

The blood river, which was originally very calm, boiled instantly, and a trace of red mist appeared on the blood river, forming all kinds of demons to roar at Leng Xiaohan.

Looking at the blood river that was getting closer and closer, Leng Xiaohan ran the Soul Killing Sword Technique with all his might. One by one, the demon shadows appeared beside Leng Xiaohan, and rushed towards the blood river. It's just that... A wave of the blood river was raised, and the cold shadow was swallowed up by the blood river.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, Leng Xiaohan didn't expect Feng Tian to still have some skills. Then Leng Xiaohan carried out the strength of hell, and the red and black flames ignited. Only the three swords of the river of blood were split, and the flames on the evil wind knife disappeared and rested on Feng Tian's neck.

The surrounding audience exploded in an instant, because the flames burning on Leng Xiaohan's Evil Wind Sword were almost exactly the same as the flames burning on Bu Binglu's heavy sword at that time. And the flames appeared for a short moment, and most people didn't notice the difference between the flames.

"Does Leng Xiaohan have anything to do with Bu Binglu?"

"It's not going to be the same door, is it?"

Even Bu Binglu's face was full of surprise: "This... Impossible, right?"

"I lost!" Retracting the single knife, Feng Tian glanced at Leng Xiaohan helplessly. Originally, Feng Tian wanted to say something to Leng Xiaohan, but when he opened his mouth, Feng Tian finally couldn't say anything.

Ignoring Bu Binglu and those spectators, Leng Xiaohan beckoned to Leng Zhuyi and the others, and flew towards Wangyun City.

Originally, Leng Xiaohan wanted to directly decide the victory with Bu Binglu for a while, but after thinking about the second stage of the wheel battle, Leng Xiaohan felt that there would be no difference between tomorrow and today.

It wasn't until Leng Xiaohan disappeared in the air that Bu Binglu withdrew his gaze and looked at Feng Tian who was dealing with Zhao Tiangong with a thoughtful expression: "If you have spare strength, can you solve Feng Tian with three knives?"

"It's a strong enemy~" sighed, and Bu Binglu also flew towards Wangyun City.

"Are you really sure that you can defeat Bu Binglu?" Yue still looked at Leng Xiaohan with a worried face, in addition to Yue, the three of them were also like this.

I can't remember how many times I refilled my tea, and Leng Xiaohan's face was full of helplessness: "Didn't I make all the promises? This is the first time you've asked? If you just come to me at night because of this, then you can leave, okay?"

"If you can't win, we're in big trouble!"

"The rewards are scraped together, and they can barely be scraped together. ”

"But what about the secret realm? where do we get the secret realm?"

"The secret realm is a trivial matter, mainly because we said that the secret realm is the secret realm of our family. Where did we come from to conjure up a home with a secret realm?"

The four of them said one sentence at a time, obviously not listening to Leng Xiaohan's words just now.

"Alas~ That's it again!" Leng Xiaohan slapped his forehead helplessly, and said weakly: "How many times do you want me to tell you? If you don't have this strength, then what kind of wheel battle will be held in the second round?"

"If you don't have faith in me, then you can't even affect my rest?

If we didn't have a big gap, but you disturbed me like this, I didn't have a good rest, and I lost the game in the end. Who do you think is to blame for this? Who is to blame for this pot?"

Without waiting for Leng Xiaohan's words to fall, the four of them glanced at each other and walked out at the same time. Looking at this scene, Leng Xiaohan was happy and wanted to vomit blood.

"Although the four troubles have been solved, but this is too unbelieving me, right? What do you think of me?" A roll of his eyes rolled up, and Leng Xiaohan looked at his own technique.

"Since Bu Binglu has sword intent, it proves that the weapon is a heavy sword, then I must also use the sword to fight the enemy! There are a total of 12 swordsmanship techniques that I have seriously cultivated, and two of them are swordsmanship.

There is also a Dark Flower Sword Technique, which has not been cultivated to the Grandmaster Realm, and there are nine remaining Sword Techniques. In addition to the Daqian Imperial Sword Technique, there are also three swordsmanship that can only be cultivated in the Yuan Infant Period.

Even if these three swordsmanship techniques are just leveling, they will definitely not be too weak.

Besides, if the single sword technique can't hold it, I can still open the Taixu Sword Power and the True Yuan Sword Body. Counting the various bonuses, the power should not be much weaker than the immortal-level technique. Two Taoist swordsmanship and one Buddhist swordsmanship.

It doesn't matter if the mind is true, anyway, the conflict between Buddhism and Taoism is not very strong, and there should be no pressure to convert. After thinking about it for a long time, Leng Xiaohan, who felt that he had won steadily, lay on the bed in a zigzag shape.

Early the next morning, Leng Xiaohan and Leng Zhuyi slowly flew towards the valley, and Tianpeng and the others left early in the morning.

Coming to the valley, a trace of surprise flashed in Leng Xiaohan's eyes. At this time, except for the lonely step ice dew standing on the north peak, above the north peak, above the south peak, and above the south peak, there were dense monks.

Seeing Leng Zhuyi go onto the wooden bridge, Leng Xiaohan didn't say hello to the others, and the diameter fell into the valley.

"Boom!" the sword landed in the valley, and a deep pit appeared in front of Leng Xiaohan. Lifting the heavy sword and walking up from the deep pit step by step, the momentum on Binglu's body skyrocketed with each step.

When he appeared in front of Leng Xiaohan, the momentum behind Bu Binglu could be said to be 'covering the sky and the sun'.

didn't exude his momentum, Leng Xiaohan just shook his head helplessly. 999 epic inferior spirit weapons appeared behind him, and Leng Xiaohan found something very helpless: "Did you leave 999 swords in the first place?"

Why didn't you leave a thousand and one or a thousand? There are no swords to use now... A little embarrassed~' Scratching his head in embarrassment, Leng Xiaohan set his eyes on the 999 flying swords behind him.

The right hand stretched out, and the 999 flying swords formed a huge sword in Leng Xiaohan's hand. A thousand-meter-long sword appeared in Leng Xiaohan's hand, like an ant holding a person in battle. It's a little funny, but it's terrifying, and it's terrifying about the power of the huge sword.