The majestic and vast true qi turned into immeasurable sword qi, and the ancient legend seemed to be able to see that there were gods roaring angrily in the wind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 What's even more powerful is that in the midst of the sword qi, Nie Feng's leg technique has turned into wind, which is formless and difficult to capture, and it is even more difficult than his knife technique.

And Gu Chuanxia's face also became extremely solemn.

Suddenly, the infinite might, like the eternal power of the mountains and rivers, descended on the body of the ancient legend, and the phantom of the mountains and rivers passed through time and space, and appeared behind the ancient legend. However, there is an atmosphere of great freedom that reverberates in the mountains and rivers. All things compete for freedom.

The next moment, a vast and extreme momentum blessed Gu Chuanxia. The roar of the kamikaze will destroy all things and seal everything. And the ancient legend represents all things, to break free from the shackles of the wind.

Bang!

Bursts of huge invisible waves suddenly surged in the surging of the raging wind and demonic qi, obviously this is Nie Feng's true qi has manifested to the limit, this huge invisible wave has gradually turned into a river like eastward flowing water, the sword qi and leg strength turned into residual flowers and fallen leaves, trampled and fell in the eastward water, along the rolling blood river, turned into an endless offensive, and swept towards the ancient legend.

With the appearance of this eastward flowing water, the space that had been repeatedly stabilized in the vicinity was also distorted, and some martial artists with weak cultivation and poor cultivation hurriedly retreated, their faces pale. They could feel the destructive fluctuations contained in the poignant waters of the river. If the boiling rivers are pouring down on them, I am afraid that they will be chopped and there will not be even bones left.

"What a powerful demonic true qi! What a powerful wind god Nie Feng. ”

Gu Chuanxia looked at the river mixed with fallen flowers and broken leaves with surprised eyes, and looked at the tornado swirling above the river, and the sharp fluctuations emitted on it made people feel extremely frightened.

"The wind enters the pine and the thunder does not move, and the spirit is full of dantian xiong. Angry and sinking, thinking about cold, roaring for a long time, the sky is full of strange encounters. ”

Under the convergence of those countless eyes, Nie Fengyu reached out with his hand, grabbed the snow drink mad knife and remotely controlled the rolling river water and the falling flowers in the water, the wind and rain above the river, and the next moment, a cold shout came out of his mouth, and then the long knife in his hand suddenly swung down.

Swish!

As the snow drinking madness fell, the water of the rolling river, mixed with the wind and rain of falling flowers and broken leaves, rushed straight towards the ancient legend like a waterfall.

Snort!

With the pouring of wind and rain, even the space that has been repeatedly reinforced has produced cracks one after another. The fierce sword wind even completely reduced the ring above the sky to pieces.

The sword qi penetrated the ring and landed on the earth, and the earth, which was extremely far away from the sky, shattered into a large pit.

The terrible wind pressure pressed Gu Chuanxia's loose robe tightly against his body, but Gu Chuanxia still held his head high, and there was no fear in his eyes. The will of all things to compete for freedom, not even the will of the universe can subvert them, let alone this rolling storm?

"All things have the meaning of freedom, and there is also the spirit of sacrifice for freedom. ”

The boundless murderous aura emanated from Gu Chuanxia's body, and the immeasurable murderous aura did not make him look cold, but added boundless majesty to him. Gu Chuanxia's face showed an extremely complex but extremely mysterious expression. The cold eyes seem to have seen thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the endless universe is in the palm of your hand.

"At the beginning of ancient times, who preached the word? The upper and lower levels were not formed, how could they be examined? Who could be extremely clear? Feng Yiwei was like, how could he know it?"

The desolate and quaint singing voice came from nowhere, ethereal, but it lingered in people's ears, and unconsciously inspired people to boil all over their bodies.

"On the occasion of the Nine Heavens, there are many Yu Kuma, who knows how many of them are? What are the twelve points? The sun and the moon are An, and the stars are Anchen?"

In the eyes of the people's astonishment, with a wave of the ancient legend's robe, the mountain and sea sword suddenly exuded a sword aura as high as the sky, without any fancy, but with an unstoppable momentum, towards the storm that fell from the sky.

Two brilliant rays of light, like two meteors colliding with each other, pierced the void, and then collided with each other under the gaze of countless eyes!

Rumble!

At the moment of impact, it was as if the entire starry sky trembled, and terrifying and fierce sword light swept in all directions.

Above the sky, the two currents of the wind and the killing qi of all things turned into an immeasurable glow, frantically eroding each other, and even the cosmic light in the bright starry sky was eclipsed in front of them.

Swish!

The sharp sword light whistled past Nie Feng's ears. In his originally crazy eyes, with a deep unwillingness, he looked at the ancient legend who was already close at hand. Immediately, the steel teeth bited, and he didn't care about the mountain and sea sword that had been pressed above his head, less than half a foot away, and the snow drinking mad knife slashed towards Gu Chuanxia's throat with an extremely fierce aura.

Seeing Nie Feng's fierce attack, Gu Chuanxia did not dodge, nor did he directly chop the mountain and sea sword in his hand, but slapped it with a palm of his left hand, and he grabbed it directly with his flesh palm towards the sharp sword.

Seeing this scene, Nie Feng's eyes flashed, a trace of doubt and a trace of hesitation.

Laugh at!

Just as the Snow Drink Madness Knife was about to cut off the palm of the ancient legend, a bitter smile appeared on Nie Feng's face. The Snow Drinking Madness Knife suddenly slowed down, and the blade in his hand could no longer advance an inch.

Still two fingers, gripping his blade lightly, just as it had been at the beginning.

"You are defeated!" The kamikaze howls, but the wind is the freest. And you're making it very unfree now. Gu Chuanxia shook his head slightly.

Gu Chuanxia's eyes, like distant stars, suddenly brightened. Then his two fingers pinched the blade, and it turned into five claws that directly clasped the blade. Carrying extremely violent power, he grabbed the blade fiercely, and then shook it hard.

The Snow Drinking Maniac Knife was snatched away by the Ancient Legend Hero.

"Since you lost, then this knife will be borrowed from me for a month to study, and you will be returned after a month. Gu Chuanxia said.

The demonic nature in Nie Feng's eyes gradually converged, but the eyes that looked at Gu Chuanxia had a strong battle intent. Although he is naturally easy-going, he is still a martial artist, with the blood and blood of a martial artist. If someone forcibly snatches the blade in his hand, he will naturally be unwilling.

"No, I'll leave this knife with you first. In three months' time, you and I will fight again, and I will take it back with my own hands. Nie Feng said.

"Okay!" Gu Chuanxia did not refuse, more precisely, just as Gu Chuanxia meant.

Gu Chuanxia won Nie Feng, but the battle between Song Que and the descendants of Peacock Ling had long ended.

Although the Peacock Feather is the first secret weapon, after all, the people who control it are only mortals, once the Peacock Feather is helpless against the opponent, then the person who controls it can only be killed.

There are only three contenders left for the first place in all worlds.

Gu Chuanxia stood in the competition space, and suddenly said: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, since sooner or later you have to divide the winner or loser." Senior Xiao, Senior Song, why don't we wait for the three of us to fight together, and decide the winner here?"

(To be continued.) )