"Wow!" The blades of the swords were opposite, Shen Fei came from a distance, to the place where Lei Zongheng was standing five meters away, just slowed down; Lei Zongheng lost the distance to run, and swung the sword from the bottom up, although the move was not exhausted, but fortunately, it was the time to start, and the strength was enough. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The two swords collided, and there was a fight.

Lei Zongheng knew Shen Fei quite well, knowing that he only had this sword, and there was no other way to attack, he felt that the current situation was the most favorable for him, relying on the advantage of hand-to-hand combat, the thirteen swords of Luo Yan were used in turn. You Long is a short sword, and the entry-level swordsmanship of Shu Mountain, the Thirteen Swords of the Falling Goose, is used by You Long, which is extremely special.

Shen Fei only had one sword technique to use, and he was really entangled, in an unfavorable situation, tired of parrying, and embarrassed.

"The wild geese fly south, the sword falls and the two geese fall, the sword falls three tricks, the long howling geese fall, the wings fly double, the thousand wings of the red wings, the return of the wind and the geese, the eight directions return to the yuan, the geese break the nine folds, the thousand geese return, the ten thousand swords return to one, and the flat sand falls the geese. "The thirteen swords of the wild goose are used by the thunder, less agile changes, and more pursuit of speed, or in other words, the blind pursuit of speed. The thirteen swords were used one after another, and the slightest bit of it was in the buckle, leaving large and small wounds on Shen Fei's body, cutting his green shirt into tatters. But it doesn't matter, in Shen Fei's eyes, these flesh wounds are nothing, Shen Fei waited until the Luo Yan Thirteen Sword Swordsmanship was old, and suddenly lunged forward, and stabbed out a sword at this close distance in his peak state.

"Brush!" The belly of the thunderbolt was blocked by the other party with a swimming dragon and avoided it. Then he turned around and slashed horizontally, opening and closing in a sword style, cutting out a sword gang, but unfortunately the dragon sword was more agile, not only penetrating the sword gang, but also biting it like a small snake, injuring Shen Fei's right hand holding the sword.

Lei Zongheng saw the opportunity, stepped forward, and "brushed and brushed" for a burst of stabs, and did not see the change of sword moves, but the speed was fast enough and the angle was tricky enough. Shen Fei, who was forced to block the left and right branches, was exhausted, and the right hand holding the sword, which had been stabbed before, hurt his muscles and bones, and the pain was unbearable.

Ke Lei's sword is as fast as a sword, and he seems to have made up his mind to win this victory through this round of attack.

"Whew. In a desperate situation, his heart was surprisingly peaceful, and when Shen Fei swung his sword intolerably, his heart fell into absolute tranquility, and his eyes were as bright as a tiger, staring at the dragon sword he held in his hand.

Turning around, what Lei Zongheng can rely on is still Lei Xing and Lei Che, these two super powerful immortal arts. Lei Xing gave Lei vertical and horizontal speed, Lei Che gave him strength, and what could really cause damage to Shen Fei was the speed as fast as lightning, because it was too fast, so the time to deal with it was not enough, whether it was hand-to-hand combat or distant killing, he was in a passive position.

Thinking about this, Shen Fei decided to seal the other party's speed, and when the opponent's sword blade was like a snake, Shen Fei suddenly recited the unsealing trick, and a gap opened in the sky above his head, and a divine scroll flew out of the gap, and the divine scroll slowly opened, among which there were mountains, water, clouds, trees, everything in heaven and earth, and more importantly, the green green mountains of the divine scroll were majestically written with five big characters "Qi swallowing mountains and rivers scroll", Lei Zongheng was also an open-minded person, so he could also clearly see the outline of these five words on the green mountain.

Under the hood of the wind-swallowing mountains and rivers, a powerful suction force came, and Uncle Yun, who was standing on the clouds, couldn't help but scold: "Shen Fei, you stinky boy, if my Xia'er is injured, I will cut you with a thousand knives." Li Yizhi, the real person in charge who was standing in front of Uncle Yun, turned his head and looked at his junior brother, his gaze made the other party very embarrassed, the master did not speak, looked at Uncle Yun deeply for a while, and turned around.

Shao Baiyu's battle was over, Shen Fei's first battle was not over, and Lei Zongheng, who was known as the fastest, was inseparable from Shen Fei, so that when the Thousand Peaks Peak Lord arrived, he was seeing the most exciting part of the battle.

The empress, who was also standing behind the master, said: "Is this treasure the legendary Qi Swallowing Mountains and Rivers Scroll created by the second generation of Chaohua Peak, which is more mysterious than the mountain and river fan?"

"It should be!" It was Yin Qiushui, the peak master of Chaohua Peak, who answered her.

As soon as the Qi Swallowing Mountains and Rivers appeared, a sucking force immediately enveloped Lei Zongheng, making his lightning-fast body stagnate for a moment, and Shen Fei waited for this moment, abandoning his sword and hooking Lei Zongheng's body with both hands-over-the-shoulder falling.

He chose to abandon the sword because he had injured the wrist in which he held the sword, and the blade was too long to exert its due power at such a close distance. The body pounced like a tiger, pinched the wrist of Lei Zongheng's right hand holding the sword with one hand, strangled his elbow with the other, and crossed his foot, making an over-the-shoulder fall.

This trick was taught to him by the dead senior brother Zhongli, when Shen Fei and Zhongli Rui were learning skills, and when they saw Zhongli use this trick, they silently wrote it down.

Lei Zonghengshi didn't expect this change, and when he woke up, the world had already swirled, and his whole body crossed a circle and slammed it on the ground. If he was still as obese as before, this fall must have been a grand scene......

"Boom!" Under the horrified gaze of the peak masters, Lei Zongheng smashed firmly on the ground, smashing the soft muddy shore into a deep pit. "Boom!" Shen Fei rode onto him, his right hand endured the pain and pinched his neck and pressed it down, his left hand was raised high, and he fell heavily like a hammer.

Lei Zongheng was overwhelmed by this sudden hand-to-hand combat, and he had no defensive power at all.

Seeing that a hammer was getting closer and closer to his face, Lei Zongheng's eyes widened instead, just like the eyes of a condemned prisoner before he died.

"Brush!" The hammer stopped next to the tip of his nose, and the air flow rushed down, scattering the fat meat that Lei Zongheng was bound by thunder and lightning, and restored it to that big face like a meatloaf, Shen Fei stopped at the last moment, not because everyone was watching the battle in the sky, but he really felt that for Lei Zongheng, there was no need for him to be so ruthless, he felt that Lei Zongheng was a friend worth making.

So he stopped!

Time seemed to stop at the moment when the air flow washed away, and everyone had a deep admiration for Shen Fei's performance in this battle, which was even far more than Shao Baiyu's performance in the first three battles. The indomitable two-wound fighting method, the endless powerful magic weapons, and the keen and calm judgment of the situation, all these come from the body of an eighteen-year-old boy, which is really incredible. No wonder the head of the sect sent him down the mountain to preach, and only such a person could complete this important task.

"In the first battle, Fang Qi Mountain Shen Fei won!" This is the fourth victory of Fang Yan's main peak, as if indicating that Fang Qi's main peak will rise in the coming era.

Shen Fei and Lei Zongheng looked at each other, the thunder light on Lei Zongheng's body gradually faded, and the bigger belly bounced Shen Fei away, "Thank you for your mercy, Brother Fei." His eyes showed his loss, and Lei Zongheng himself couldn't imagine that he who had liberated his true strength would be defeated by Shen Fei's hands.

"You're already strong, Brother Zongheng, but I'm a little stronger. After Shen Fei stood up, he stretched out his hand to him, Lei Zonghenglen thought about it in place, and finally clenched his wrist and stood up with Shen Fei's upward drag.

"Brother Shen!" the other hand slapped on Shen Fei's shoulder and slapped it twice vigorously, "I wish you success in going down the mountain this time." ”

"Lend you good words. ”

The two looked at each other and laughed.

There is no wind on all sides, the lake is calm, the mist is steaming and confused, and everything around you is like a fairyland. Shen Fei said goodbye to Lei Zongheng, rode the petal cloud and flew straight to his next destination, Zilu Peak.

Zilu Peak is also known as Snake Peak, named after the variety of snakes that grow on the mountain. It is said that the first generation of Zilu Peak Lord Iron Wolf was originally a daughter, and then went up the mountain to follow the Boundless Dao Ancestor to practice the Dao of Reversing the Universe, and the whole body began to swell outward, not only as big as a mountain, but also gave birth to heavy black hair, not to mention the beard, as if he had become a man. He felt inferior because of this, settled on Zilu Peak, and only accepted one disciple in his life.

Iron Wolf was originally a woman, but he became a man, so the disciple he recruited was also the same as himself, a person who was neither male nor female, and that was the second-generation Purple Dew Peak Peak Master. The second generation of the Purple Dew Peak Peak Lord and the Iron Wolf are just the opposite, originally a man, but he was born more coquettish than a woman, and his temperament is more inclined to women, he made a secret agreement with Qingshan Daozu, and from then on, Qingshan Daozu allowed him to enjoy the entire Zilu Peak alone, and he personally promised that he and his heirs would always exist in the world as the secret weapon of Shushan.

These people who are not yin and yang, seem to like snakes and other things, starting from the second generation of Zilu Peak Peak Masters, the whole mountain peak has gathered more and more, different colors and varieties of snakes, including poisonous snakes, pythons, cobras, all snakes, entrenched on the entire mountain peak, making Zilu Peak a forbidden area among the six peaks. What is more incomprehensible is that these snakes seem to be very spiritual, and only gather on the purple dew peak, and do not swim outside.

Hatoyama Naru, the heir of the next generation of Zilu Peak, who easily defeated the young sect master of the Hades Sect in front of the Guanyun Terrace, was dressed in dark purple, bright and gorgeous robes, standing in a basin, and countless poisonous snakes spit letters from all sides of the basin downward, entangled in black pressure, making people shudder when they saw it.

Shen Fei watched all this from a distance and couldn't help frowning.

Hatoyama Ming waved the silk handkerchief in his hand and beckoned to the sky: "Brother Shen, come down quickly, my snakes are very well-behaved and will not attack people easily." ”

Riding the petal clouds in the sky, Shen Fei gritted his teeth, and finally landed and stood opposite Hatoyama Ming, "Senior Brother Dove, the group of snakes in the valley is really chilling!" This state made Shen Fei think of the Snake Valley in the Swallowing Mountains and Rivers, and felt that there was an amazing similarity between the two.

"The snakes are all spiritual, they are my children, Brother Shen doesn't have to be afraid. Hatoyama smiled coquettishly.

Shen Fei looked at the pattern on his handkerchief, and thought to himself: Hatoyama Ming once said that he knew the truth about the demise of the Rakshasa clan, and it didn't sound like a fake from his tone, I wonder if he would also be a remnant of the Rakshasa clan? Except for the eyes of the Rakshasa clan that turn red and become hard when they are excited, there is almost no difference from the ordinary Huaxia clan, and under normal conditions, it is not easy to judge the identity of Hatoyama Ming, but he always feels as if he has something to say.

Shen Fei looked at Jiushan Ming fixedly, and at the same time thought: "In front of the Guanyun Terrace, Jiushan Ming easily defeated Yan Tiantian, almost effortlessly, so it seems that his strength should be the strongest among the six peaks, can he have a chance of winning?"

At the same time, the peak lords of the clouds also had this question, and the story of Hatoyama Naru's easy defeat of the scorching sky had already spread throughout the mountains with the scorching summer wind.

The head of the sect sank, and said meaningfully: "Shanming is special, when he fights for Shushan, he may even have to give up three points to my junior brother, but when he fights for himself, his strength will be greatly reduced." ”

The narrative of the master reminded everyone of a legend about Zilu Peak - legend has it that Zilu Peak is a major lifting of the ban on Shushan, and it has the ability to turn the tide at a critical moment and help the building to fall!

It seems that the rumors are all true, but to be honest, good and evil have been fighting for nearly a thousand years, and there are really not many times when the main firepower of Zilu Peak can be fully activated, and most of the time, as soon as the God Killing Array is activated, the demon sect demons will be defeated.

Thinking of this, the peak lords were full of anticipation for the battle below.

Under the clouds, Zilu Peak Hatoyama Ming happily played with the silk handkerchief in his hand as if he was fine, and stared at the pattern on the handkerchief with a fascinated expression, as if to tease Shen Fei to recall something.

Shen Fei nodded and said, "Senior Brother Dove, I have conceded." ”

Hatoyama Ming squinted at him, "Senior Brother Shen, I have a few words of advice for you this time. ”

Shen Fei was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Senior brother, please speak." ”

Hatoyama Ming switched to sound transmission, which made Shen Fei realize the importance of this ability, and he must learn it from his master before going down the mountain, "First, no matter what you see after going down the mountain, don't be angry, once someone finds out that you are a remnant of the Rakshasa clan, don't say that it is impossible to preach and even your own life will be threatened." Second, if you can really find out who is behind the scenes, don't be too anxious to take revenge, because what you see in front of you may not be the truth. The third and most important point is that you should remember the pattern on this silk handkerchief, and never forget it. After saying the three points of advice, Shen Fei suddenly felt that Hatoyama Ming seemed to be a very close person, this feeling was really incredible, he raised his head and opened his eyes wide, re-examined the other party, and couldn't help but think: Could it be that he is really a remnant of the Rakshasa clan?