In a dense forest in the south of the Yangtze River, Bai Lige and Liwang, who had been hunted by the military aircraft department, were sitting on a mossy boulder, and a light rain fell in mid-air, mixed with snow, this winter was really cold.

"Find a place to shelter from the rain, it's not good for your health to get drenched in the rain," King Li said to Bai Lige.

Bai Lige looked at the sky and let the rain drip on his cheeks, "After helping him do this, I will repay his kindness for releasing us from prison, where should we go in the future?"

"I haven't thought about it, but there's nothing wrong with staying and doing things for him!" said King Li, after thinking for a while.

Bai Lige was silent for a while, and then turned his head to look at King Li, "He is a man with great ambitions, the court is a place where people kill people without blinking an eye and bleed like the sea, those intrigues and power struggles are not suitable for you and me, and we can't help much!"

"I listen to you, it doesn't matter what happens in the future, the ability of you and me will not starve to death on the streets, haha!" King Li didn't take it to heart but smiled heartily.

Bai Lige looked at King Li and smiled, this man has never had those conspiracies, and it is because of this that he will keep him by his side.

"Squeak!" "Squeak!"

The sound of someone stepping on a tree branch, a voice came from behind the two, "I like your cheerfulness, but you have no future, the future is too extravagant for you!"

"Huh!"

The two turned their heads, and Bai Lige's face was shocked, "It's you!"

The cold was pressing, and Han Yifei stood in place with his hands in his hands, holding a red umbrella in his hand, and the potholes and rain under his feet were frozen.

"Two, I'm here to see you off!"

Bai Lige and Li Wang Meng retreated and entered a state of battle, Bai Lige looked at Han Yifei and was silent for a few seconds before he understood, "He sent you, he wants to cross the river and tear down the bridge!"

"It's very smart, but crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is not very good, it just makes you die without pain" Han Yifei smiled and said, "You know too much, some things are okay without evidence, if there is evidence, no one knows if that old guy will be angry!!"

Bai Lige smiled bitterly with relief and helplessness, "Sure enough, this is what I've been worried about, but I didn't expect that the person who came would be one of the six generals with the highest power in the Tianlan Military Department, and he looks up to me too much, and the person who can mobilize you is the only one besides His Majesty the Eastern Emperor today!"

"No, he doesn't have the right to transfer the six generals, it's just a deal, and you're a victim!"

Saying that, Han Yifei moved forward step by step, and the cold air slowly eroded, and all the trees and boulders froze.

"The court is really full of despicable and shameless people, Lao Tzu will not be killed like this!!" said King Li took a step, then ran up and rushed over, swinging the giant axe.

"Hum!!" The cold air surrounded King Li, King Li felt his mind buzzing, his body was extremely cold, all the frost on his skin was frost, and he knelt on one knee with a "bang!".

Han Yifei walked directly past him, and said in a flat tone: "Firefly light also dares to compete with Haoyue!!"

Then the cold air and people approached Bai Lige.

The rain lingered around the body, and the drops of rain quickly condensed and turned into a long dragon attack.

"Hum!!" the cold instantly eroded the rain dragon and froze it, and then "click!!" shattered to the ground and turned into dirt on the ground.

...

"You are not nameless, you should know Han's strength, no matter how much you struggle, it will be in vain!"

Han Yifei slowly stopped, looked at Bai Lige and said, "Do it yourself, or will I send you on the road with my own hands?"

Bai Lige has already given up, he knows the gap between himself and Han Yifei, even if he becomes a saint, what if he is a saint Compared to this man, he is also an ant, the highest authority of the military department of the Tianlan Empire, and Han Yifei, the blood-clothed general Han Yifei, is a man who moves the world.

"I don't want to die, why don't you and me make a deal too, as long as it can get the two of us out alive," Bai Lige said suddenly.

Han Yifei became interested, and a smile appeared on his face, "Oh, what kind of deal can be exchanged for the lives of the two of you?"

"You're definitely going to be interested!!" Bai Lige suddenly said very confidently.

.........

Tongtianfu, one of the eight major sects.

The lord of Tongtian Mansion Leng Domain, there are many criminals with a bounty of more than 100 million under his command, and he has such a powerful trump card as the Dark Hall, and he is a master of sainthood, which is also the reason why he can become one of the seven emperors of the Tianlan Empire.

At this time, the headquarters of Tongtianfu in Jizhou ushered in a devastating blow, what force dared to attack Tongtianfu, one of the eight major sects and one of the seven emperors of the court?

In the attic square where there were already corpses everywhere, all the disciples of Tongtianfu were stained with blood, and there were about two or three thousand disciples of Tongtianfu at a glance, densely packed, but all of them were in strict formation, and their faces were full of horror.

It's too terrifying, just a hundred people will attack and the Tongtian Mansion will collapse, the most desperate thing for them is not the hundred people in black, the most desperate is the few six people who are about to slaughter more than three hundred people.

The six people are all wearing black scale armor, holding a long sword, each with a cold face, as if there is no emotion in their eyes, they have no name, the identical long sword in their hands has the same name, the reverse scale sword, they also have a unified title, one of the three holy masters of Tianmen, the Heavenly Evil Emperor Wei Changqing, under the command of the six Rakshasas of the reverse scales!!

"It is worthy of being the trump card under the command of the Three Holy Lords, the highest power of the Heavenly Gate, it is simply a perfect killing machine!"

A middle-aged man in a black robe looked at the six rakshasas in front of him and said, "First the Hidden Sword Villa, then the Yuxiu Fang, and now it's my turn to go to the Heavenly Mansion, what does Ling Wushuang want to do?

The Six Rakshasas didn't respond, as if they weren't humans, just marionettes.

"How can the Heavenly Dao Palace be compared to the Heavenly Gate? The loser of the last era, whether it is the Five Monarchs who reign over the two rivers and lakes of Shenzhou and the sea, or the three major empires that rule the entire world, my Heavenly Gate now has the power to resist!!"

Two people walked out from behind the six rakshasas, a man and a woman, the man looked like he was about thirty years old, with black hair and a shawl, a long sword hanging from his waist, his face was angular and not very handsome, but his facial features were very delicate, he was definitely very handsome when he was a teenager, and he walked over step by step and said.

He was followed by a woman, the woman had a matchless appearance, wearing a red dress, very charming, just looking at many Tongtianfu disciples couldn't extricate herself, as if she was practicing charm.

"It's really an honor, Wei Changqing, one of the three holy masters of Tianmen!" Leng Yu was a little surprised to see this man, "Born in the Taiqing Sword Pavilion, the place controlled by the four major masters of Jiuyang, the junior brother of Yan Liyuan, the first swordsman of Jiuyang, five years ago, for some reason, he suddenly led six subordinates named the Six Rakshasas of the Reverse Scale to kill the commander of the Jiuyang Forbidden Army and the second prince of Jiuyang who came to pursue him on the border, and after slaughtering 1,800 border defenders, he defected and joined Tianmen, and was rewarded by Jiuyang with 1.2 billion heavenly crystals, the country's felon!"

Everyone in Tongtian Mansion stared at them in shock, including the extremely vicious hall masters of the Dark Hall, 1.2 billion Celestial Crystals? As one of the eight major sects, Tongtian Mansion may not have this number of Celestial Crystals, right? Yes or no? Some high-level officials know in their hearts that 1.2 billion Celestial Crystals are equivalent to 60% of Tongtianfu's assets!!

"Dark Emperor Luo Yan, Heavenly Evil Emperor Wei Changqing, the Dragon God should have no way" A trace of cold sweat flowed down Leng Yu's forehead, "The Heavenly Punishment Six Dao that almost destroyed the Jade Embroidery Workshop, and the legendary Night Killing Seven Kills, the hall master of the Four Holy Churches of the Mighty King!"

"It's only been more than ten years since the Rise of Heavenly Gate in the world, how did Ling Wushuang gather this suffocating force?"

...

Wei Changqing looked at Leng Yu with his hands and said lightly, "Everyone has their own life and opportunities, I can only tell you that he is a man who can become a king, and he doesn't care about the position of the five monarchs, what he wants is a world-class revolution!!"

"Revolution?" Leng Yu was a little incomprehensible.

Wei Changqing didn't explain, just walked forward step by step and said, "You can understand it as baptism, Leng Yu, he wants you to die, and he wants to disappear through the Heavenly Mansion, so you have to die!"

"How vulnerable are you to my cold domain? If you want to disappear through the Heavenly Mansion, then you can try it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the hall masters of the dark hall behind him rushed up, they didn't dare to hold it up, even if they could kill Wei Changqing together, it would be a result that could shock the world!!

"Hum!!" Six gray sword qi flew out, and the six Rakshasas of the Reverse Scale attacked to block the people in the Dark Hall.

Then the black fog hit, and in the fog was Ren Yuxiao, the head of the eight demons.

"Look for death!!"

It was the woman behind Wei Changqing who spoke, the woman jumped up, the red sword qi surrounded her whole body and repelled the black mist, and then attacked Ren Yuxiao, she had no sword in her hand, but the sword aura was compelling.

...

"Now no one is in the way, you and I will have a good fight!"

Leng Yu looked at Wei Changqing and smiled.

Wei Changqing said disdainfully, "You are not qualified, just an ant, it is not worth my sword!"

The big war is on the verge of breaking out......

.........

When big events continue to occur outside the Dragon Domain, a fateful duel in the Dragon Domain is about to begin.

After Mo Fan got the Qinglian Flame Burning Recipe from the auction house and defeated Leng Feng in the Tibetan Sword Villa, the grievances between these two people could not be avoided and resolved, Mo Fan also appeared in the field of vision of the Jianghu Tianjiao because he defeated Leng Feng, his fame was to step on Leng Feng, and Leng Feng stepped into Nirvana at the age of seventeen this year, which can be called the top pride of the sky, how could he tolerate such a stain on his body, so at this moment, there is only one battle.

The wind whistled, and the rain wet Mo Fan's white robe and cheeks.

"Mo Fan, you should pay back what you owe" Leng Feng slowly pulled out the knife on his waist, this is the weapon he asked his father for to fight against Han Yue, the weapon City Desolate Battle Knife that has been treasured for decades in the treasure house of Tongtianfu.

Mo Fan also slowly pulled out the Cold Moon Knife, and suddenly the cold air overflowed, and it was cold to the bone.

"I don't think I owe you anything, if you want to fight, then so much nonsense?" Who is Mo Fan?

"I will take your life!"

After speaking, Leng Feng moved, and the City Desolation Battle Knife emitted a dazzling orange light, "Mo Fan, one of the twenty-four swords, let's see if your Cold Moon is sharp or my City Desolation is stronger!"

Mo Fan secretly sighed in his heart that he was worthy of being one of the eight major sects, but he didn't expect to get one of the twenty-four knives as a weapon after not seeing Leng Feng for a few days!

"As you wish!!" Mo Fan stepped forward without the slightest fear.

Although Mo Fan has a loose personality, sometimes he looks extremely unreliable, and even a little timid, he believes in running if he can't fight, and he will never fight hard until he has to, but sometimes he is also very reliable, he did not run away in the face of Bai Lige, and he chose to fight to the death in the face of black and white impermanence, and he also has his backbone.

Today, in the face of Leng Feng, he wanted to fight too much, he wanted to know that he could do that now, grandpa helped him get twenty-four knives, Taiwei Zhenren gave him a heart lotus, the mysterious person gave Tiangang Di Divine Skill, Xiahou Xiongba helped him train his body to obtain the Blue Lotus Divine Flame, if he can't win Leng Feng like this, it means that he is really too wasteful!

...

"Bang!!" Cold Moon collided with the city wilderness, and the sword qi tore through the air.

"Yan Long Po!" Mo Fan didn't give Leng Feng a chance to react, and his left hand was directly punched away.

Leng Feng held Mo Fan's fist with black and white power with his backhand, and Mo Fan's strength was instantly suppressed.

"That senior's Heavenly Gang Divine Skill, Mo Fan has only mastered some fur!" Nangong Tianwen said as he looked at the exercises that Mo Fan performed in the field.

Nangong Lemon asked on the side, "Big brother, what do you mean?"

Gu Tianen and the others also turned their heads to look at Nangong Tian and asked, they also wanted to know.

"My father once told me that the senior's Heavenly Gang Earth Evil Skill, after cultivating the Great Achievement, the number of thirty-six and seventy-two was combined into three forms."

Nangong Tianwen opened his mouth word by word: "Smashing the gods and demons with the power of the world is to turn the sky seal, condensing the power of the earth to suppress all evils in the palm of the hand is to cover the earth seal, and finally condensing the aura of the earth and the world to break the ten thousand laws and ten thousand spirits, it is to seal the spirit seal, this is the final form of the Tiangang and Earth Evil Gong!!"

"Mo Fan, it's still a long way off!"

...

In the middle of the battlefield, the two quickly separated.

The Qiankun Yin and Yang Technique operated with spiritual power, and the power of the Heart Protector in Mo Fan's body burst out, which was not weaker than Leng Feng's spiritual power in the slightest.

"City Famine-Orange Storm"

The sword qi burst out, sweeping like an orange storm, and there was no way to avoid it, but to confront it head-on.

Mo Fan closed his eyes, and the six techniques of the proud sword appeared in his mind, these days he had already comprehended the true sword skills of the six techniques of the proud sword, although the strength was different from that of Nie Fengyun and the world, but the form was no different.

"Six Tips of the Proud Sword - The Wind Rises"

A sword wind, a fierce wind surged, the white wind sword qi and the orange storm collided fiercely, intertwined, rolling up the sky full of dust, everyone kept retreating, only the two warring people were still standing quietly in place.

...

"Brother Hawkeye, how are these two people's sword skills?" asked Shenwu Lieyun as he looked at Hawkeye.

Hawkeye pondered for a moment and then said, "The potential is unlimited, both of them have infinite potential in the Dao Dao!"

On the other end, Nangong Tianwen also asked, but the object of his question was two people, one was Ouyang Qingyuan, and the other was a man who had not spoken.

Seventh on the heavenly list, although it has been obscure, no one can ignore it, the younger generation of recognized swordsmanship genius, the second disciple of Shenyougu, Feng Qianhan, if it weren't for Mu Qiuyun's poison and serious injury, the only one in the field who could have a knife duel with Hawkeye was Ouyang Qingyuan and him.

"Miss Ouyang, Brother Feng, how are these two swordsmanship?"

Both of them were silent for a while, and Feng Qianhan took the lead in breaking the silence, "They all have potential, I underestimated Mo Fan!"

"Maybe, he can really fight Leng Feng!" This sentence was said by Ouyang Qingyuan, and this iceberg beauty praised others very rarely.

...

"Six Tips of the Proud Sword - Cloud Surge"

"City Desert - Blade of the City Slaughter"

"Bang!!" "Bang!"

The duel of sword skills made the battle between the two people enter a white heat, Leng Feng was at ease, and Mo Fan was not too hard, but there was still a big gap between the peak of Tianque and Nirvana, and Mo Fan's every move was suppressed, as if Leng Feng was deliberately playing with Mo Fan.

"Qiankun Yin and Yang Trick - Shift"

His hands were black and white, the knife was stuck on the ground, and all of Mo Fan's sword qi was transferred to the other side by Leng Feng's hands and then exploded, a very peculiar move.

"Mo Fan, do you still have reservations about me?" said Leng Feng and attacked fiercely, "Then you can leave!"

"Imagination is always beautiful, but reality is cruel!"

Saying that, "Bang!" came out of Mo Fan's body, and a trace of cyan flame appeared, and the Qinglian Divine Flame appeared, the flames covered his right arm, and he bombarded it with a punch.

"Bang!!" Leng Feng raised his arms to block, and the original offensive action became as if the clothes on his arms melted instantly, and even his skin was burned.

"It's really worthy of the Qinglian Divine Flame, if it weren't for the spiritual power protection, I'm afraid I would have been melted!" Leng Feng sincerely praised the Qinglian Divine Flame.

Mo Fan's right arm Qinglian Divine Flame dispersed, he can't continue to use the Qinglian Divine Flame now, otherwise it will be **, and the lack of strength also restricts him a lot of things, such as if he has reached Nirvana now, he has enough time to cultivate for a year or two years, he thinks that he has already comprehended the three forms of the Tiangang Earth Evil Divine Skill, and he himself has long realized that the subtlety of the Tiangang Earth Evil Divine Skill lies in the strongest three forms after the integration.

It's a pity that there is no if, he doesn't have time to cultivate well, and he doesn't have the strength to use stronger strength, but this doesn't mean that Mo Fan admits defeat, nor does it mean that he will definitely not be able to beat Leng Feng, and he will definitely not give up halfway.

"Leng Feng, you still can't win me the second time!"

"Mo Fan, what qualifications do you have to be ashamed of?"

Both of them are roaring, one is His Royal Highness the prince who was born in a royal family and was arrogant, and when he was a teenager, he could spend a lot of money because he was happy.

One is born in the eight major schools of the rivers and lakes, and has been held by the stars since he was a child, his talent is amazing and admired, and he has absolute confidence in everything.

It's like the city desolation and the cold moon that hit each other hard, they are all twenty-four swords, and they will not surrender to each other.

Traveling in the rivers and lakes, Tibetan Sword Villa, outside the south of the Yangtze River, one by one, let the person sitting on the dragon chair and the high-ranking people in the court know that Mo Fan's name is a mask to hide himself, they all say that this son has a terrible heart, is good at disguise, and is calm and introverted, in fact, they still don't know Mo Fan.

He is just a teenager, but he was forced to disguise himself by the imperial power, and now he no longer cares about anything, then he is still the son of the world, or an eighteen-year-old boy, that young man has no arrogance, no comparison, no playfulness?

Mo Fan definitely doesn't want to lose to Leng Feng, not for anything else, just for the sake of face.

At this moment, there is no Northwest Prince, only the supernova of the rivers and lakes, Mo Fan!!

"Blue Lotus Flame - Purple Kirin"

"Roar!"

The cyan flame continued to condense and burn, Mo Fan's body was burned with many veins, the whole person endured the pain of piercing his heart, and drops of sweat continued to fall from his forehead, and the fire of the blue lotus condensed in his right arm to form a purple unicorn roaring phantom.

The purple unicorn, the military emblem of the Mo family, represents the invincible will, and Mo Fan's determination says it all.

"With fire condensation, he is getting stronger and stronger, how much effort has he put into secret?" Gu Tianen muttered on the side.

At this time, it was Miao Lexia who hit the nail on the head, she smiled and said, "He is a man who absolutely does not want to be left behind, especially his brother."

"The lone wolf who is the tenth on the heavenly list, Li Yin who is the ninth, Mo Chen who is the sixth, how good the big disciple of Shushan Xue Wuxian is, I won't say much, and there is also a small person at the top of the heavenly list, one of you is like a monster than the other, and one is better than the other, he will think in his heart If you don't work harder, don't work harder, how can you stand by your side in the name of your brother again? I'm afraid that I will be laughed at!"

Saying that, Miao Lexia looked at Ye Tingcheng and said, "Especially the girl I like, she is stronger than herself, he is a person with strong self-esteem!"

Looking at Mo Fan, who was enduring the scorching fire of the green lotus, Gu Tianen and the others unconsciously raised the corners of their mouths, as if they were saying that they saw it? Lao Tzu's brother has no waste...

Ye Tingcheng listened to Miao Lexia's words and looked at Mo Fan, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

...

"In just one month, you have grown to such an extent, I, Leng Feng, have recognized you"

Leng Feng's palm was surrounded by yin and yang qi, and the Qiankun Yin and Yang Technique was running to the extreme, and the surging spiritual power impacted Mo Fan.

"Yin and Yang Qiankun - Black and White Dragon Dance"

"Roar!!"

The left and right fists surrounded the black and white dragon shadow, and Leng Feng was not afraid to greet Mo Fan.

"Boom!!"

The collision between the purple unicorn and the black and white double dragon was also the collision of Mo Fan's right fist and Leng Feng's double fist.

The huge spiritual power collided and exploded, and the wind and sand filled the smoke in an instant.

A pit more than ten meters wide and about seven or eight meters deep appeared at the place where the two were fighting, and the smoke dissipated.

Mo Fan stood panting in place, the cold moon buzzing on the ground, and the blood on his right arm kept dripping.

On the other side of him, blood flowed from Leng Feng's arms, but his condition was better than Mo Fan's, and the City Desolate Battle Knife was also screaming when it was stuck in front of him.

"Can you fight again, Mo Fan..."Leng Feng smiled and shouted.

Mo Fan also responded with a rampant smile, "Of course, if you don't die, I can continue to fight until you serve!"

"Then go on!!"

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