But not only the years of fighting experience, but also the qi surging above the flying sword, spilling straight ahead, stabbing the skin from Qi Ren's face to his neck, and the strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, all accurately told Qi Ren that the scene he saw in front of him was true.

It is also thanks to Qi Ren's real kung fu in his hands, not in vain, he reacted the moment the flying sword started, he didn't need to think about it at all, his body instinctively made a series of movements, twisted his body and slashed down like a mountain.

The sword that squeezed out Meng Fenghua's full spirit and spirit, the power contained on it was extremely strong, and above it, it was Qi Ren's angry blow that fell blatantly.

"Bang dang!"

With a loud bang, the flying sword and the knife in Qi Ren's hand suddenly collided together, and in the loud noise, they actually shook at the same time.

Although Qi Ren is holding a knife, and the knife is inherently heavier than a sword in terms of strength in the weapon attributes, Qi Ren's slash is also a brazen blow under anger, but under this unexpected sword that Meng Fenghua is about to use when his injuries burst out, although he was finally intercepted by Qi Ren in time, but under the hard collision between the two, Meng Fenghua's sword did not show weakness, and it was on par with the knife in Qi Ren's hand.

In the field, the knife in Qi Ren's hand was shocked, and he was shocked and raised a few inches upward, and the wrist holding the knife trembled a little.

The flying sword was also slashed and slashed a few inches down, stopping in mid-air, the body of the sword shook slightly, and its upper qi had been dispersed by more than eight points.

At the same time as the two weapons collided, the blood flowed from the corner of Meng Fenghua's mouth not far away, and the injury that had calmed down a little after two days of recuperation burst out instantly, and the blood in his chest suddenly surged, and there was a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of hot blood gushed up his throat.

Meng Fenghua forcibly held the blood in his throat, pinched the seal in his hand, stabilized the sword body of the flying sword, and then changed the seal in his hand again, at this time, Meng Fenghua's pinching was obviously not as smooth as usual, his hands were a little trembling, his knuckles were already white because of excessive force, and the seal that had been knotted countless times seemed very jerky at this moment.

Under the continuous churning of qi and blood in his chest, Meng Fenghua gritted his teeth and pinched the seal with difficulty, and at the moment when he finally finished it, the sword finger used up the last bit of strength and suddenly pointed at Qi Ren, and the hot blood that was forcibly held in his throat could no longer be controlled, and a pop sprayed out of his mouth, staining the ground three feet in front of him.

At the same time, the flying sword that stabilized the sword body in mid-air was instantly replenished by the qi machine, and in the sound of a sword "Qiang", it followed the point of Meng Fenghua's sword and suddenly killed Qi Ren, who had not yet adjusted.

Qi Ren was still thinking about it, this blow is so difficult to hold the knife in his hand, according to past experience, the flying sword is even more so, no matter how good Meng Fenghua's sword method is, just fight hard, the qi on the flying sword has been almost dispersed, if you want to mobilize the qi infusion and regain the control of the flying sword, you need a time to breathe, and this time difference is a chance to win.

It's just that Qi Ren analyzed it like this in his heart, and suddenly, he saw that the original wilting flying sword shook his whole body, and the depleted qi on it instantly filled, turned into an afterimage, and killed himself again.

Years of battlefield experience made Qi Ren react instantly.

I saw Qi Ren's eyes widen violently, his arms holding the knife instantly tightened hard, and his wrist used all his strength to grasp the trembling hilt, and the backshock on the knife was all hard to bear, and then his footsteps moved sideways to the side for half a step, and at the same time, a knife slashed down obliquely to intercept.

Meng Fenghua's speed of adjustment was so fast that Qi Ren didn't have time to think about it and be surprised, and now in the slightest, Qi Ren was fighting completely with the instinct he had cultivated over the years.

However, if there is time to think, then in the heart of this Northland swordsman, I am afraid that in addition to shock, the rest is only hearty, and no matter what, the opponent is hard to find.

In the field, the flying sword that had just fought hard with the knife in Qi Ren's hand seemed to not need to be eased and adjusted at all, and in the next second, he instantly regrouped and launched an attack again, in the face of such a situation, Qi Ren's reaction was fast enough, but this interception was still half a minute slower.

At the time when the interception was in place, half of the flying sword's sword body had already rushed past Qi Ren's defense, and the oblique slash was only at one end of the tail of the flying sword, although it also caused an impact, but after the flying sword shook for a while, it was still everything.

The next moment, blood flowed from Qi Ren's flank, the flesh turned out, and a wound that occupied half of his abdomen was suddenly vivid as the flying sword cut through.

Fortunately, Qi Ren's figure moved half a step sideways, otherwise this sword would have pierced directly through his abdomen.

In the field, after the flying sword passed through the wound of Qi Ren, he did not turn around and chase after the victory, but rushed straight back in front of Meng Fenghua, so that Qi Ren, who had a lesson from the past, and immediately turned around after the blow to prepare to deal with the flying sword's attack again, fell into the air.

Meng Fenghua's face was very pale at the moment, and he took out a few healing elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth. The secondary injuries caused by the eruption of internal injuries put a great load on his body.

Meng Fenghua, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, moved, stood up with his hand support, and immediately manipulated the flying sword to lower to a height almost close to the ground, raised his foot and stepped on it, his movements looked a little weak.

At this moment, Qi Ren's situation was not very good, his abdomen was cut open, and under the blood flowing, he couldn't see whether he had injured his internal organs.

At the same time that Meng Fenghua stuffed the elixir into his mouth, Qi Ren also took a few elixirs from his body and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing while taking off his shirt and tying the wound tightly to stop the bleeding.

This time it was not just a flesh wound, while traumatizing Qi Ren, the qi contained in Meng Fenghua's sword also entered the wound and raged, and Qi Ren had to spend a lot of energy and carefully mobilize his qi to suppress it.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, it is not a joke for two different qi machines to collide in the body.

"If I had not been wounded today, I would have taken your life. ”

Meng Fenghua's weak, but cold voice sounded.

Qi Ren bandaged the wound on his waist, was silent, and said, "If you can't kill me today, if you fight again, you won't have a chance." ”

In today's battle, a large part of the reason why Meng Fenghua was hit hard was because he understood the two words, Qi Ren fought Meng Fenghua for the first time, and he failed to adapt to the unreasonable nature of his sword technique several times in a row, which led to the wound that now exists in the abdomen.

The so-called lesson from the front car, the division of the back car, today Meng Fenghua occupies a trick, the so-called soldier trickery, the effect is not bad, but it is a pity that after hitting Qi Ren hard, because he is also seriously injured and weak, he can't be killed, so wait for the next battle, Qi Ren, a veteran of the battlefield, naturally knows how to deal with it.

As Qi Ren said, Meng Fenghua can't kill him today, and if he wants to kill him at that time, he won't have a chance.

Meng Fenghua couldn't help it, it wasn't that he didn't want to kill Qi Ren, but his own conditions didn't allow it, and if he continued to fight, he would lose both, no matter who killed whom, it was very likely that both would leave their lives here in the end.

And don't forget that there is a large group of pursuers behind Meng Fenghua, who may be chasing his traces not far away at this moment.

"Qi Ren, Qi Ren. ”

Meng Fenghua muttered twice, his eyes showed murderous intent, and he looked at Qi Ren and said, "This is the case, I will kill you." ”

This time the heel is planted, Meng Fenghua has been very smooth since he left the school, and now he has planted such a big heel, Meng Fenghua is very unhappy.

Qi Ren shook his head and said, "If you miss today, you can't kill me." ”

The Northland swordsman's lips had begun to turn white due to excessive blood loss, but his tone was as flat as ever, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

Meng Fenghua smiled contemptuously and said, "It's better to be like this." ”

Immediately, he pinched the trick in his hand, and the flying sword under his feet rose into the air and flew towards the sky, the speed seemed to be neither fast nor slow, but it was lost.

The upper body clothes that Qi Ren used to tie the wound had gradually been stained red with blood, seeping out layer by layer, converging into droplets of blood at the edges, some dripping on the trouser tubes, and some dripping to the ground.

Today, Meng Fenghua and he both thought of the same point, it's not that they can't fight, but it's already in this kind of lose-lose situation, there is no need to fight, if the two of them die today, they will only make wedding clothes for others in vain.

So just now Meng Fenghua left, and Qi Ren didn't stop him.

The three people from the Northland, Zuo Butcher, Xi Ning, Qi Ren, and the three intercepted, and after the three of them had fought each other, they watched Meng Fenghua go.

The three of them were all in close contact with Meng Fenghua, and in the end, the reason why they all watched him leave like this was not because they couldn't desperately leave Meng Fenghua behind, but because it was not time to fight.

As mentioned above, whoever fights with Meng Fenghua now is making wedding clothes for others.

What's more, Meng Fenghua himself relied on his speed advantage and held the Phoenix Bath Fruit, even if you wanted to fight, how could he be stupid to fight with you?

After this battle, the people who were chasing and killing in the north learned from Qi Ren that the person who held the phoenix bath fruit was Meng Fenghua.

The name of Meng Fenghua has spread all over the land of Northern Cultivation since then, and it can be said that everyone knows and no one knows.

And Meng Fenghua himself, after this war, also officially began the long road of escape, Xi Ning and Qi Ren did not make another move after that.

It is mainly caused by the many people who chase and kill, relying on the large number of people along the way, constantly forming an encirclement to besiege and kill Meng Fenghua, and there are also some people who think they are extraordinary, and they often come forward to intercept alone, and take the initiative to seek confrontation with Meng Fenghua.

However, their fate is good, Meng Fenghua has saved the qi in his body, and in the process of escaping, he has always adhered to the concept of avoiding if he can, and escaping with one blow if he can't avoid it, so that even if these people who think they are extraordinary in strength often take the initiative to come forward to provoke, their heads can still be stored on their heads for a while.

Unless he saw that Meng Fenghua was about to get rid of the people who were chasing and killing and got out of the encirclement, he would occasionally intercept it, drag his footsteps back into the encirclement, and continue to surround and kill those who were not strong enough but were better than the crowd.