"Break the sky, break the earth, break the ten thousand laws!" Yi Yunfei broke off, the Daguan knife in his hand danced like a windmill, and countless sword lights roared in the direction of Chang Hai in front of him. The light of the knife was like a breeze, and it seemed to be very gentle, but countless grooves appeared on the ground in an instant, and countless stumps of trees and flowers around them fell silently.

The first time he really fought with a master of the Tongxuan Realm, Yi Yunfei was extremely cautious, and his shot was the three consecutive breaks with the deepest comprehension in the [Ten Thousand Breaking Attack Technique]. However, the time he has entered the Tongxuan realm is still too short, and his control of Yuan Li cannot be compared with Chang Hai, and he made a move, although the momentum of the sword light was much lighter than before, there were still countless whistling sounds.

Chang Hai never spoke again after saying a word when he first saw Yi Yunfei, the long sword sometimes rose in the air, sometimes rotated in his hand, although the invisible sword light did not make any sound, but Yi Yunfei could feel its power was very amazing, after a short period of adaptation, he could already vaguely feel the traces of the sword light, the five senses were fully opened, the sea of knowledge kept rotating, and the surrounding grass and trees were reflected in his mind exactly the same.

"Boom!" The summer weather, like a child's face, changed in an instant, dark clouds seemed to appear out of thin air, the sky gradually darkened, and after a thunderclap, heavy rain fell.

"Break the army, break the formation, break the sky!" Yi Yunfei rose up in a volley, and the sword light cut through the rain curtain, as if a lightning bolt was out of thin air, and slashed towards Chang Hai, who was rising in the sky. The two of them were already fighting in full swing at the moment, swords and swords, without the slightest stop, the surrounding vegetation had been completely lifted away, and even the soil on the ground was stirred by the invisible energy emitted by the two, like a ripe field that had been plowed countless times.

Zhou Yuwei's departure, Ruoxi's departure, Tianxuan Star Sect's middle-aged Daoist aunt's ignorance, although Yi Yunfei tried his best to suppress his emotions, he didn't want to really vent, originally he wanted to find the trouble of Tianjimen and find out the bedbug Ji Wuwu. But at this moment, Chang Hai actually came to the door, and the move to kill people was a move, which immediately aroused his anger, and at this moment he had nothing else to think about, even if it was a misunderstanding, he was going to cripple the person in front of him.

Chang Hai's face was cold, and a dense aura flowed around his body, and not a drop of the pouring rain touched his body. But in his heart, he couldn't calm down at all, he didn't expect that this Yi Yunfei, who had just entered the Tongxuan realm, was so strong that he could fight with him, which was beyond his cognition.

"Fortunately, I didn't let Guanyue come with me, this person must die, otherwise it will definitely be the biggest obstacle on the way to Guanyue's cultivation in the future!" Chang Hai's mind was full of thoughts, and the swordsmanship in his hand became more and more powerful, his long sword could already attack from a distance like a flying sword, and his fists could also continue to swing out at the same time.

Entering the Tongxuan realm and reaching the fourth-layer realm, the Yuan Force in the body has occupied nearly half of it, according to the record in the [Cangming Notes], it is possible to fly with the sword, and use the divine mind to drive the flying sword to attack from a distance. It's just that the flying sword is too precious, although Yi Yunfei has been learning refining weapons for a while, he still can't refine the flying sword. Moreover, he focuses more on physical cultivation, and in his mind, a fight that cannot be fist-to-flesh is not a battle at all, so although he is enthusiastic about refining a flying sword and wants to see how powerful this flying sword is, this desire has nothing to do with fighting.

And for Chang Hai, it is true that he does not have the ability to have a flying sword, because in the entire Qingyun Sect, there is only one flying sword, which is the same existence as the treasure of the Zhenzong, and it is impossible for him, a second-generation disciple, to bring this thing out of the sect.

However, he didn't have a flying sword, but he had the ability to control the flying sword, so he retreated to the second, occasionally letting the long sword in his hand fly out of his hand, attacking Yi Yunfei at the empty gate once or twice, and then spinning and flying back into his hand, he was still able to do it.

In this way, Yi Yunfei was a little in a hurry, and after resisting for a moment with a solemn expression, he simply followed the true meaning of the [Ten Thousand Breaking Attack Technique] and replaced the defense with endless attacks.

"Break the mountains, break the sea, break all things!"

"Break the sky, break the earth, break the law!"

"Break the army, break the formation, break the sky!"

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He didn't have Chang Hai's ability to control Yuan Li into subtleties, so he couldn't stop the raindrops dripping from all directions, his clothes were wet, his long hair was flying, and the long knife in his hand was infused by Yuan Li, constantly making a crane-like cry. Daguan Dao was not only radiant, but even emitted a scorching breath, rain drops fell on it, raising bursts of white mist, among countless clouds and mist, the two of them were like dreams, but they were always facing the crisis of life and death.

If there is a spirit in this heavy rain, it will be very depressing. Because there was no rain, it was so aggrieved, countless sword lights and sword qi were crisscrossing everywhere in the heavy rain, constantly cutting off the rain curtain, and the energy that floated up, and even the clouds in the sky seemed to be split and cracked.

The two of them had already made a real fire, and neither of them spoke, except for the occasional soft drink, only the sound of heavy rain falling to the ground. It's a silent battle, no sound, no audience, just life and death!

"[Xuanyi Knife Technique] Slash!" With Yi Yunfei's long roar, a small crescent moon flew out from above the blade, which seemed to be very slow, seemed to be very weak, like a kite that had lost the support of the wind, fluttering towards Chang Hai.

Chang Hai cultivated step by step to the realm of the fourth layer of Tongxuan, and now he has reached the age when his longevity is about to end, but he is afraid that after more than a thousand years, how rich his combat experience is, when that small crescent moon appeared, he immediately felt the threat in it, and as soon as his body moved, he began to retreat backwards.

"Slash again!"

"Three slashes!"

"Four slashes!"

Yi Yunfei didn't seem to see Chang Hai's backward figure, his mouth kept roaring, and the Daguan knife in his hand almost split out four knives in two blink of an eye, which was the content of the [Xuanyi Knife Technique] he realized from the underground space.

The four sword crescent moons met in the air, and in this rainstorm, like a white lotus, flew in the direction of Chang Hai, it seemed to be very slow, so slow that Chang Hai could clearly see their trajectory, see their shapes clearly, see them slowly change in the air, and finally became a crescent moon more than four people long, spinning towards him. He couldn't dodge, the sword seemed to be slow and fast, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye, like a net that was not very large, but it happened to cover all his retreats.

Angry, angry, furious! Unwilling, stubborn, indomitable, and domineering!

These sword lights seemed to have feelings, and although they were silent, Chang Hai seemed to be able to hear the countless angry roars coming from this sword light, and felt the kind of fury that wanted to tear the enemy to pieces.

"Sword intent! You actually realized the sword intent, or this kind of attributeless sword intent!" This is the second time Chang Hai has spoken to Yi Yunfei in the battle, his tone is full of horror, and his body has to retreat like green smoke, and when he finished saying this, he had already withdrawn from the distance of a thousand meters.

But this knife light is like a shadow, following him deadly, and it is getting closer and closer, there is no possibility of escaping at all, except for hard connection, there is no other way to crack it. Thousands of meters away, where Chang Hai passed, the trees on the ground were silently cut off by the strength emanating from this knife light, and they fell down with a bang, and even the ground left three straight lines, and those hard mountain rocks, in front of this knife light, were also neatly set aside in two halves and fell to the ground weakly.

"What about realizing the sword intent, you are just a two-layer cultivator of the Xuan! Break your sword intent!" As if he was really ruthless, and as if he was giving himself confidence again, Chang Hai shouted, and the light on the long sword in his hand suddenly soared, dancing like a windmill.

"Step on the green clouds, ten thousand swords open a new sky!" Chang Haikou roared, his footsteps were linked, and his body shape changed rapidly, leaving a few phantoms in place, as if each phantom was holding a long sword and spilling endless sword light.

The heavy rain that fell from the sky without stopping seemed to be blocked by this sword light, and it stopped for a moment!