The rumbling sound of "boom" resounded through the Heart Cultivation Palace, and all the sculptures around were artificially destroyed, and the flying sword in the sculpture's hand was also gone.

When the sculpture was destroyed and the flying sword disappeared, a golden pattern on the stone wall of the main hall was also dimmed and extinguished, and most of this pattern has now disappeared.

Lei Luo destroyed the last sculpture with a single punch, and at the same time took the flying sword into the storage bag, and as the flying sword disappeared, the golden lines all over the Heart Cultivation Hall disappeared.

When he looked at the golden space behind the stone statue, the light of the place had dimmed and began to loom.

"Who is it, who destroyed the prohibition of the Sword Refining Pavilion and forced me out of the Sword Transformation Pool!" a roar came from it.

Although this voice is a little hoarse, the owner of the voice is no stranger, it is the young master of the Feng family, Feng Zhengyu.

However, when the person appeared, whether the other party was Feng Zhengyu or not would have to say another now.

A silver streamer burst out, and then a man in a green robe with silver-white lines all over his body appeared, and his original black hair also turned silvery-white, and even his skin was silver-white.

"Feng Zhengyu?" said Lei Luo as he looked at the man whose appearance had changed drastically.

Although the other party's face and body shape are Feng Zhengyu himself, but that breath, how weird that appearance feels, as if he has changed a person.

When Lei Luo saw the silver-white long sword in the other party's hand, he understood the reason.

The kid in front of him was controlled by the silver-white long sword, and now the other party is not Feng Zhengyu, but the sword intent of the long sword is dominant.

"You're actually being manipulated by a dead thing, and your will is weak enough!" Lei Luo shook his head and sighed lightly, sneering.

The word dead seemed to be a taboo, and after hearing this, Feng Zhengyu's complexion changed greatly, and then his face twisted hideously, and then threw a silver-white sword light downward.

When Lei Luo saw the sword light flying in, his face suddenly changed, and then he took a few steps backwards, narrowly avoiding this sword ray.

He looked up and saw that the ground where he was standing just now had been cut by a sword, and a huge hole six or seven feet long had been cut.

"Such a sharp sword qi, it actually gives me a feeling that I can't be stopped by my body alone!" he glanced at the bottomless opening and said with a solemn expression.

The sword qi just now, if it was King Kong alone, it might not be able to block it, this was not a random guess, but the edge of this sword qi gave him this invincible premonition.

"It's interesting, but I'm going to give it a try!" said Lei Luo grinned as he looked at the person in front of him.

The whole body was covered with thin golden lines, and leaf-like lines spread from the waist and abdomen to the chest, and then from the chest to the arms and fists of the hands.

"King Kong Duel, come and learn Your Excellency's swordsmanship!" Lei Luo urged the King Kong Duel and then bowed to the 'Feng Zhengyu' in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the 'Feng Zhengyu' in front of him did not attack him, but instead looked at this side with a distorted face, as if this fist salute made him resentful.

"You are actually the heir of the Sword Killing Sect, and everyone in the Sword Killing Sect will die!" "Feng Zhengyu's eyes flashed with anger, and then he gritted his teeth and said.

After he roared, a fierce sword aura emanated from all over his body, and the whole person was as sharp as a sharp sword.

Lei Luo found that not only that, but the long sword was even more faintly fluorescent, and this feeling was like the stars in the sky, giving people a noble and holy unattainable aura.

"Qiyao Sword, you are the Star Attribute Flying Sword that you mentioned above in the Sword Killing Dictionary, which can borrow the power of the Big Dipper!"

After looking at it for a few times, Lei Luo finally discovered the origin of the flying sword in front of him, that breath is the power of the stars, and the style of this sword is the Qiyao Sword with the method of refining in the "Sword Killing Codex".

"The heirs of the Sword Killing Sect must die!" "Feng Zhengyu" was not surprised that Lei Luo was able to see through his roots, but became more and more angry.

He held the sword in his right hand, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he appeared in the next moment, he had already come to a distance close to Lei Luo, and at the same time, his right hand moved forward, and two silver-white sword qi in the shape of a cross were drawn.

Lei Luo didn't dodge or dodge, even if the sword qi in front of him was sharp, he still chose to resist it with his body.

After only hearing two "poofs", the cross-shaped sword qi swept in, and a stinging pain came from the chest, leaving a cross-shaped wound about two feet long.

"The wounds of the two swords are three inches deep, and they are really sharp!" Lei Luo's face remained unchanged, and his voice was indifferent, as if it was not himself who was injured.

Moreover, the flesh and blood on the wound on his chest squirmed rapidly, and the wound that was originally more than two feet long became more than a foot long in a few breaths, and the wound still cared about the speed visible to the naked eye to recover.

In less than ten breaths, the wound had gradually healed, leaving only two small red blood marks.

"What a strong physical defense and recovery!" 'Feng Zhengyu' pupils shrank and said in slight surprise.

He also has a strong confidence in his attack power, and with the fact that he has been cultivated in this Sword Refining Pavilion for tens of thousands of years, it stands to reason that a Jindan monk of the same rank should not be able to stop it with a sword alone.

But the person in front of him was different, not only did he take his two swords, but he also took it without other means, with the power of his body alone!

"It's my turn!" said Lei Luo, sneering with an unchanged expression.

He had the same attack as the opponent, and after the same acceleration, he disappeared in place, and then rushed to the side of 'Feng Zhengyu', and then punched the opponent's head.

'Feng Zhengyu' hurriedly raised his sword to resist, and as for the magic weapon and talisman and other means, they were not used at the moment.

There was a "bang", followed by a fist and a long sword touch, and as an invisible sword qi erupted, Lei Luo and 'Feng Zhengyu' each retreated a few steps away.

At this time, Lei Luo's fist was cut several times, but the bleeding was instantly stopped under the strong recovery power, and those wounds were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, what made him care was that the sword qi was indeed sharp, and it actually cut through the defense of King Kong Duel, and rarely injured his body.

After the silver-white long sword received Lei Luo's punch, although it relied on the body protection sword qi to offset a lot of the impact, the power of that punch still made it let out a clear sound, and a trace of fear could be faintly heard in the sound.

"It's not an enemy, the body of the person in front of me is not like the human race, and it is stronger than those demon races of the same level, but it looks like the ...... back then"

'Feng Zhengyu' was about to say something more, but a golden fist had already blasted up.

Lei Luo was not afraid of sword qi smashing his wrists and smashing his fists, and after the blow had already injured the opponent, he would inevitably continue to attack the next blow, so he continued to attack before he recovered.

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, accompanied by the sound of sword qi cutting flesh and blood, but even so, Lei Luo's offensive was still unabated, and the 'Feng Zhengyu' forced him to retreat.

In the end, he hit the opponent's chest with a punch, and looking at the blood-colored arc drawn in the Heart Cultivation Palace, 'Feng Zhengyu' flew upside down for a distance of dozens of zhang.

Lei Luo walked somewhere, calmly picked up a few fingers and held them in his hand, and then connected them to his palm one by one.

After seeing the seams slowly healing, he moved his fingers a little, and looked into the distance as usual, where the 'Feng Zhengyu' was slowly standing up with his sword supporting his body.

"After being punched by me, his body can't support it anymore, if he continues to do it, he will die, and if you lose the host, you will also be defeated!" Lei Luo sneered sarcastically.

What he said was true, and 'Feng Zhengyu' also looked bad.

"No!" Suddenly, 'Feng Zhengyu' roared, and then his face began to twist violently, one moment becoming angry and the next resentful and vicious.

After about two breaths, just when Lei Luo hesitated to step forward and kill the other party, the face of the person in front of him changed to a different look, his hair turned back to black, and his skin changed back to white and yellow.

"It turned out to be Lei Daoyou, let you see the joke!" A light sigh came from the mouth of 'Feng Zhengyu'.

Lei Luo stood still, with a sneer still on his lips, and then looked at the person in front of him.

The other party should have regained consciousness and turned into Feng Zhengyu himself occupying the dominant position.

"It doesn't matter if the joke is a joke or not, but then Lei Mou is going to send Feng Dao friends on the road, and please reflect on why you are so embarrassed on Huangquan Road!" Lei Luo still sneered.

Then he took a step forward, and then calmly walked forward, as if he was not going to let go of the person in front of him.

A hint of resentment flashed in Feng Zhengyu's eyes, and then he pulled a turquoise pendant on his chest with force, and after crushing it hard, countless howling winds gathered within a few feet around him.

"Since you want me to die, then you go and die, and try my Feng family's spiritual arts, ahem!" he laughed grimly.

But at the end of the laugh, I coughed violently because I was involved in the wound.

Lei Luo looked at a blue-green dragon that suddenly appeared in the sky above the Heart Cultivation Palace, his face showed a strange color, and then he stood still and let the cyan dragon slowly form and grow.

"Thousand Splits Wind Jiao Slash!" he looked at Feng Zhengyu with disdain, as if he was extremely familiar with this move.

In fact, it is true, he has already understood the power of this move.

Although this move can kill an ordinary Jindan late-stage monk, it can't break through his defense, and even the attack power is not as high as the sword qi of the flying sword in the opponent's hand.

After the cyan dragon turned into a size close to a hundred zhang, it let out a loud dragon groan, and then opened its big mouth and rushed towards Lei Luo, swallowing it in an instant.

A dense exchange of blows sounded, and he was carried into the air by the cyan dragon, and then let the thousands of wind blades in the dragon's body cut through his body.

Although these attacks were dense, they were far from powerful enough to hurt him under the defense of King Kong Duel.

The power of the Thousand Splitting Wind Jiao Slash lies in the dense attack frequency and large area of attack range, but the attack power of a single point is only the power of the late stage of Jindan, which is the advantage and disadvantage of this spiritual art.

The cyan dragon hovered in mid-air for more than a dozen breaths before gradually disappearing into shape, and finally after the wind attribute spiritual power in the body was exhausted, the entire dragon also disappeared.

After Lei Luo fell from the sky, he stood in the center of the Heart Cultivation Palace, but the traces of Feng Zhengyu had long been lost around, but the traces of the other party were also easy to find.

There were dripping blood stains on the ground, and the direction that these blood stains led to was the place called the 'Sword Turning Pool', and Feng Zhengyu fled to this place.

"Why did you flee here after being so badly injured, what's so strange about this place!" Lei Luo wondered as he looked at the scene in front of him.