With his bare hands, he tore apart a fierce horse that fell into a frenzy and rushed towards him, and even the Great Wei army general with the horse was split in half with an axe and sprinkled all the internal organs. The mountain elders approached Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian step by step, with a violent killing intent, like a Shura Demon God who came out of hell!

Duan Yifei no longer had the handsome demeanor that he had originally had, his long ice-blue hair had completely turned blue, and a trace of frost condensed between the hairs, which was the appearance of the Xuanbing Holy Maiden's skill running to the extreme. The blue robe embroidered with the dragon soaring nine heavens was also shattered in the continuous battle, and a finger-wide wound was torn from the left shoulder to the right back waist, cutting off the waist of the divine dragon that soared into the clouds on his chest! The red blood stained Duan Yifei's chest, like a cage, binding the divine dragon inside, unable to break free!

This was the injury that Duan Yifei had suffered when he took the blow of the mountain elder alone in order to protect Ling Feixian. This is just the injury caused by the Gangfeng slashed out by the tomahawk, if it is directly shaken by the elder last month, whether Duan Yifei can stand here or not is still two words!

Compared to Duan Yifei, although Ling Feixian was slightly better, his slender posture like an immortal was long gone at this moment. The blue gauze skirt that was clear and dusty had been shattered by the mountain elder's fancy-free battle axe as early as the first encounter, and the wide sleeves were also torn apart by Gangfeng in the ensuing battle, revealing two jade arms like pink lotus roots. Fortunately, the clothes on his body are still complete, but even so, the mountain elder has spoken and teased countless times, if it weren't for the fact that he was not proficient in the original language, I am afraid that he would have said even more ugly words!

This is also the reason why Duan Yifei frequently fights against mountain elders, daring to speak disrespectfully to Ling Feixian, even if he is a mountain elder who has cultivated to the peak of his artistic conception!

"Kill!"

Duan Yifei let out a rare burst of screams and took the lead in attacking, and Ling Feixian once again formed a left-right flank momentum! Duan Yifei's sword Wu and Guihe Ling Feixian's sword stun Hong pulled out several sword flowers in the air, and the huge glacier true intent behind the two of them quickly condensed and connected together, and the two sharp sword rays were hidden in this glacier true intent and attacked the mountain elders, cutting two thick sword marks on the ground along the way, even ordinary artistic conception masters did not dare to shake their edges!

But the Mountain Elder has never been an ordinary master!

Drink –

The eyes of the mountain elder holding the double-edged battle axe in both hands were like tiger eyes, and his internal strength swelled to set off an endless circle of wind around his body, and the muscles of his body bulged, and on his arms, which were a few points thicker than ordinary people's thighs, the green tendons were wandering like dragons, and his internal strength had already run to the extreme! The body leaned forward slightly like a taut bowstring, and just this simple action made the whole person burst out with an unparalleled momentum, suppressing Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian together!

No matter how fierce a bonfire burns, it will never compare to a volcano that gushes endlessly!

The two dragon-like sword rays instantly broke through the outermost layer of the mountain elder's condensed qi, but the speed was also suddenly forced to slow down, Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian felt as if they had suddenly rushed into the mud, and they couldn't let go of their hands and feet at all!

Hey –

The mountain elder let out a second burst of shouts, stepped forward with one foot, and the moment he landed, a circular wave of qi radiated outward! The moment he came into contact with the qi wave, Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian's sword rays actually began to tremble slightly, and the two of them were secretly frightened in their hearts.

At this moment, a monstrous wave suddenly surged out behind the mountain elder! Endless sand and rocks carried by the yellow flood descended from the sky, splitting into two torrents to attack the two of them respectively, and each of them was comparable to the full force of an ordinary artistic conception master!

This is a means that belongs to the peak master of artistic conception, representing the limit of manpower at this stage!

Damn, can't stop it!

Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian made a judgment in an instant, the two of them could only be forced to switch from an offensive to a defensive posture, who could I and the sword light of the two swords of Gui and Jinghong complement each other, forming a magnificent glacier in the air!

But that's all there is to it! Under the impact of the torrent, the glacier only lasted for a moment before it suddenly collapsed!

The skills of the two were broken, Ling Feixian was the first to be eaten by internal strength, his cheeks were abnormally red, a blood line was left at the corner of his mouth, and bright red blood dripped on her placket, like a blooming blood-colored rose!

Duan Yifei insisted on taking two more breaths, but he opened his mouth and spewed out a large piece of crimson, and the injury on his chest, which was originally covered with a layer of ice scabs and was finally stabilized, was also torn for the second time under this blow, and his whole face turned pale, if it wasn't for Ling Feixian hurriedly picking up Duan Yifei from behind, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to stand. 52

"Senior Brother Duan......"

Ling Feixian's face was miserable, how could she not know the reason. From the beginning of the battle, the two found themselves in a game that was no match for the mountain elder. In order to protect Ling Feixian, Duan Yifei channeled most of the strength of the attacks suffered by the two of them into his own body, and relied on his superior cultivation to hold on for a long time!

But now even Duan Yifei has reached the limit, even if the two of them at this moment have improved a lot compared to when they fought against Huangfu Lian in Minhua in Wanzhou a few months ago, how can Huangfu Lian compare with the mountain elders!

Unlike potential realm masters, it would not be surprising to say that ordinary potential realm masters could compete with potential realm peak masters, just like Chu Linxu and Bai Furui, they were like this. But after entering the artistic conception, this gap will be expanded unlimitedly, especially the peak of the artistic conception!

Due to the infinite proximity to the elusive Dao realm that mortals dare not grasp, even if they are both masters at the peak of artistic conception, there is a gap in strength between each other. The closer one gets to the Dao realm, the more unreasonable it is to cultivate. Although this mountain elder has not yet touched the threshold of the Dao realm, compared to Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian, who have just entered the artistic conception for a few years, it is not an exaggeration to say that they can be suppressed casually!

Being able to persist until this moment, in addition to the high fighting spirit of the two and their will to never admit defeat, is largely due to the Xuanbing Holy Maiden's skill! It is the mutual fusion of the true qi of the two that allows them to hold on for so long, but now it is also the limit.

The chaotic qi and blood were boiling in Duan Yifei's meridians, bulging one lump after another on his skin, and his originally handsome face had already been deformed in this backlash, if it weren't for Ling Feixian's immediate decision to send his internal strength into Duan Yifei's body to help him, I'm afraid Duan Yifei would have been supported by Pei Mo Nengyu's power just now and died!

But even if he forcibly stabilized his injuries, what could he do, the mountain elder had already walked towards the two of them step by step with a giant axe, and Ling Feixian could only maintain Duan Yifei's injuries and could only move in place, life and death were no longer in his own hands.

"Feixian, ...... you go"

Duan Yifei squeezed out these words from between his teeth, but made him spurt out a mouthful of blood. The Xuanbing Holy Maiden's Skill was originally a woman's exercise, and the reason why Duan Yifei was able to cultivate was because of the Xue Lan Holy Body he possessed. At this moment, the power is reversed, and the incompatibility between the exercises and the body is magnified to the extreme at this moment, and it is simply irretrievable.

"No, senior brother, if you want to die, Feixian will accompany you!"

Ling Feixian's frost-like face, which had not changed for thousands of years, also completely melted at this moment, two hot tears mixed with the blood on her face flowed downward, she bit her lower lip tightly, and her teeth left a blood-red tooth mark on her lip.

When she first entered the Shenxiao Zhengtian Gate, Ling Feixian was still an ignorant girl. Because she was born in an ordinary peasant family and had the unique Xue Lan Holy Body, she was secretly bullied by many people in the door.

Once because of something wrong with her cultivation, the only master who loved her also scolded her for the first time, Ling Feixian was heartbroken, and he couldn't think for a while that he wanted to go to the back mountain to seek death.

Just as she jumped off the cliff behind her in despair, a small, weak arm grabbed her wrist from behind. It was a man with long white hair, his eyes flashing with concern that Ling Feixian had never seen before.

"Hold on, I'll pull you up. ”

This was the first sentence that Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian said.

That night, Ling Feixian spent it with Duan Yifei. Only then did she realize that there was still a lonely person living in the back mountain who was carrying the Holy Body of Xuelan like her. From this moment on, the two of them each became each other's only friends in the Shenxiao Zhengtianmen.

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(To be continued)