The sea of fire rolls and howls.

On the broken mountain, the figures flickered and staggered, the offensive flew over, and the swords rained down, and the fight was inextricable.

At the foot of the broken mountain, the crowd was crowded, and the black pressure was like a puddle of ink eroding towards the broken mountain, and the sound of explosive shouting resounded, shaking the heat wave in the sky.

"Whew!"

The sword swept across the sky, tearing a wave of heat, heading straight for the monk who had broken through the encirclement and fanned away.

"Boom!"

The monk's backhand was a knife slash out, the sharp sword roared away, resisting the sword ray, he sneered, and was about to turn around and grab the wind and cloud fan, but then suddenly changed color, three sharp attacks split the head and covered the face, only to hear a "boom", the monk was immediately knocked away.

Suddenly, three monks jumped out, looked at the monk who was knocked away, and laughed mockingly, and three pairs of big hands came out together and grabbed towards the Fengyun fan.

But none of these three people want to let go, they each occupy their positions, attack and interfere with each other, you reach out and I will give you a punch, you punch and I will kick you, you kick and I will cut you, so entangled, the fist shadow and knife light continue to flash, and the ripples of strength visible to the naked eye continue to sweep away like dragonflies.

Behind the three of them, a figure appeared, Lin Mochen's eyes were cold, and the monk who took a step back was a sword, the sword light was fierce, this person was taken aback, and at the same time, the other two also pressed him, and in a hurry, he didn't fall down.

"Kill!"

Lin Mochen joined in, but even if he was a disciple of the Purple Sword Sect, he couldn't help the two people opposite, the strength of the three of them, speaking of which, was between the two and the middle, after fighting for a while, some people rushed up, glanced at the wind and cloud fan, and rushed over with a long sword and a long sword.

The big scuffle, from under the broken mountain to on the broken mountain.

The battle above was even more ferocious, and the strength of the monks who could reach the top of the mountain was unquestionable.

"Bang!"

Lin Mochen was shocked and flew away, vomiting blood and retreating, he stared at the figure that passed by by by and said fiercely: "Quicksand Valley!"

Liu Qingfeng and another monk from the Quicksand Valley Condensation Realm swept by, and at the same time gave Lin Mochen a palm, Lin Mochen suddenly flew upside down, and the two of them were like a sharp sword, tearing apart the crowd, the strength of the two Condensation Realm, coupled with that unusual tacit understanding, Liu Qingfeng and Tang Ming appeared in front of the Fengyun Fan in a blink of an eye.

"Senior Brother Liu. ”

Tang Ming glanced at Liu Qingfeng, stood behind him, and the rolling yuan force erupted, blocking everyone, Liu Qingfeng did not hesitate, grabbed it with his big hand, Fengyun fan, it's mine!

Liu Qingfeng was overjoyed, and at the same time, his heart was filled with murderous intent, and he muttered: "Next, I want you to look good." ”

Xue Ling and the others flashed in his mind, Liu Qingfeng suffered a lot of losses this time, and after getting the Fengyun Fan, he definitely couldn't let go of those guys, and with the Xuan-level magic weapon in his hand, no one would be able to stop him.

However, just as his palm was about to catch the Fengyun Fan, an incomparably powerful sword qi suddenly rose from the bottom of the broken mountain, and the incomparable edge tore a deep ravine on the broken mountain, Liu Qingfeng hurriedly retreated, and the sword light in front of him roared past, leaving a ravine of gravel splashing, cutting off between him and the Fengyun Fan.

This sword light was extremely ferocious, and that level of fierceness made Liu Qingfeng's face change immediately.

As soon as his body moved, he quickly swept out, wanting to take away the wind and cloud fan with lightning speed, but the idea was beautiful, but the reality was cruel, a blue shadow suddenly roared up under the broken mountain, and I saw a person's long sword turn, and the sharp sword swept out again.

After the sword, the figure also followed closely, Liu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, and let out a low roar in his throat, although he was unwilling, he still had to deal with the sword mang, and he felt a rather dangerous aura in it.

The long knife shook, and suddenly slashed out, but Liu Qingfeng immediately retreated, the male figure in front of him flashed, and a palm pierced through the Yuan Force ripples that had not yet dissipated and slapped towards him, the two palms collided, and Liu Qingfeng's body, which had just slowed down, flew out upside down again.

"Senior Brother Liu!"

All this just happened between the lightning and flint, and before Tang Ming could help, Liu Qingfeng was beaten away.

The other monks were also stunned by this scene, but immediately burst into cheers, and everyone on the top of the mountain rioted again, rushing to the wind and clouds.

However, everyone was fast, the blue figure was faster, and suddenly appeared on the side of the mountain rock, and then grabbed it out with his palm, as if a doctor's low cheer rang out, and he pulled out the wind and cloud fan, bringing the flying gravel, and the fire was blazing, and this scene was reflected in everyone's eyes, as if frozen for a moment.

"Boom!"

The man stomped the wind and cloud fan on the ground, the ground and rocks exploded, the figure raised his head, and Lang shouted: "My Purple Sword Gate thing, it should be returned to its original owner!"

"Boom!"

Before everyone could react, a fierce and abnormal Yuan Force fluctuation suddenly burst out from the body of the man in blue, and the fluctuation was like a wave, suddenly swept away from the broken mountain, and where he passed, almost all the monks had their eyelids jumping, and even the strong man of the Heavy Condensation Realm had a very solemn face.

"Bang!"

The wave of qi burst open, and the monk nearby staggered backwards, looking at the man with the wind and cloud fan, I don't know when, a purple light overflowed, and a brilliant long sword appeared in front of him, and invisible fluctuations swept away from the purple view, and the solemnity of countless people's faces turned into shock, and at this moment, the kind of oppression made the powerhouses of the Divine Condensation Realm feel breathless.

"What a strong fluctuation!"

Everyone was amazed, and their hearts were shocked.

"Senior Brother Xu!"

Someone shouted, it was Lin Mochen, and there were also three embarrassed monks behind the broken mountain who shouted excitedly.

Their brother is finally here!

The disciples of the Purple Sword Sect relaxed, and the matter was over.

No one can snatch the Fengyun Fan from Xu Fei at this moment!

It's not blind confidence, it's strong confidence, confidence with deep confidence.

Even Lin Mochen, at this time, although his clothes were stained with blood, he also exhaled a breath and smiled slightly, but then, he wrinkled his face at Xu Fei, this senior brother is always so frightening, and he may explain it here later.

"Huh...... Unexpectedly, something was delayed. ”

Xu Fei's face was solemn, and after shocking everyone, he looked at Lin Mochen who was crying and mourning, grinned, and said curtly.

Looking at Xu Fei, who suddenly had a hippie smile, Lin Mochen only shook his head, forget it, it can be regarded as timely, it is good that the Fengyun fan is not lost, otherwise it will be a tragedy for the group to go back.

The three of them squeezed out of the crowd, their faces full of excitement, and Lin Mochen came to Xu Fei, and the four of them faced many monks, but their faces did not change, and they were not worried at all.

Everyone's eyes flickered, and they were shocked by the edge that Xu Fei showed just now, and they hesitated for a while, this person's strength is definitely more than one condensing realm, and the purple long sword is even more extraordinary, no one here dares to step forward.

"Hmph, what about the Purple Sword Gate?!"

A big man with a hideous scar on his face and a fierce aura came out, carrying a big knife, his eyes were fierce, and he looked at the hob meat that licked blood at the edge of the knife all the year round.

Zheng Tu, the third leader of the Blood Wolf Gang, the strength of the first condensation realm, his subordinates don't know how much blood they have stained, fierce and ruthless, and the people who come out of this bloody battle are more tricky than monks of the same level, it is said that he once fought with a monk of the double condensing god realm, although he was defeated in the end, but he forcibly removed one of the opponent's arms, the ruthless and bloodthirsty heart, coupled with his strong strength, made many people tremble when they heard his name.

There is a huge gap between the first condensation realm and the second one, and he can unload one of the other party's arms, which is incredible when he thinks about it.

Zheng Tu walked out, he was full of guts, what kind of ruthless person has never seen it, this big sect came out of the guy who didn't have any hair, he just wanted to scare his grandfather, he was really tired of crooked.

"Pretend, grandpa chopped you!"

Zheng Tulong walked out of the tiger, and the big knife rose into the sky, killing Xu Fei like a fierce tiger, and the ruthless momentum surprised everyone behind him, it was really not a fake.

However, in the face of Zheng Tu, who was angry and rushed over, Xu Fei just smiled, walked lightly in front of Lin Mochen and the others, and then the purple long sword in his hand was lightly erected and stood in the middle of his body, and then his eyes froze, and a sword was cut out neatly.

"Whew!"

The purple sword was as fast as lightning, and suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Tu, the latter sneered, with a mocking face, the whole body of the yuan force shook open, the big knife slashed down, and at the same time, one side of the body, wanted to bypass the sword, but the next moment, his face changed suddenly, and a purple light had passed through his body, and then, the two halves of the body split and fell to both sides.

The purple sword roared and disappeared into the distance.

With a sword, he killed Zheng Tu and killed the powerhouse of the Divine Realm.

Countless people's eyes widened, their faces were full of disbelief, Liu Qingfeng's body leaned forward, and quietly retreated, and at the same time, in other places, the figure that was ready to go was also down in an instant, and only one sword was needed for a heavy condensation realm, and whoever went would die.

"Fengyun Fan is originally a thing of the Purple Sword Gate, everyone, please go back, otherwise Hugh blames Xu for being ruthless under the sword. ”

Xu Fei said lightly, and finally the purple long sword shook, and the sharp sword roared and tore through the air, directly making everyone's hearts skip a beat.

On the rocks in the distance, Yan Siqi frowned, suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise: "Is that guy?!"

"It turned out to be someone from the Purple Sword Sect. ”

Leng Yan also said softly, quite shocked.

"This person is the first person of the younger generation of the Purple Sword Sect, Xu Fei, the Purple Shadow Sword in his hand, a medium-level magic weapon of the spirit level, and his combat effectiveness is quite strong at this time. ”

Leng Xiuya introduced quietly, as if he was no stranger to this person.

Li Xueyan looked at the man, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't say anything, but there was a cold blood surge in his eyes.

"Aren't we going to make a move? ”

Yan Siqi looked at Leng Xiuya and asked, Fengyun fan, Xuan-level magic weapon, the temptation is quite great.

Leng Xiuya shook his head, "This is originally the thing of the Purple Sword Gate, and it was left behind for the sake of all sentient beings, but now it is natural that the thing is returned to its original owner, we can be a favor without interfering, and we need his help in the next matter." ”

With that, Leng Xiuya turned around and walked down the mountain, saying, "Let's go, go to the bottom of the mountain and wait for them." ”