Wang Tianba was accustomed to the surprise in Ling Feng's eyes, and said indifferently: "Do you think that I look like this, my name is not true, and I don't have the slightest domineering." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Without waiting for Ling Feng to answer, he continued: "Do you know what domineering is? domineering is not in the face, not in the eyes, not in the heart, only in the knife, and the way of the knife is domineering!"

Ling Feng listened, thoughtful, there is indeed some truth, domineering is not a rhetoric, nor is it the ambition to swallow the world, it is just a simple and rough force. If you dare to offend me, I will kill you with a knife, this is domineering!

However, although Ling Feng agreed with Wang Tianba's remarks, the challenge still had to continue, so he hugged his fists and said: "Since this is the case, let Ling Mou learn the domineering knife of the head of Wang!"

Wang Tianba's face was calm, and he waved his hand: "Please!"

Immediately, the two came to the open knife practice ground in front of the main hall, seven zhang apart, standing facing each other.

Ling Feng silently estimated Wang Tianba's strength, his True Qi cultivation was seven stars, his body refining cultivation was six stars, his Divine Soul cultivation was six stars, his sword intent was unknown, and he ranked seventy-eighth on the list, one place lower than him. The only thing to worry about is the golden knife in this person's hand. This knife is the portable weapon of the Golden Knife Master, the ancestor of the Golden Knife School, as a token of the head, passed down from generation to generation, which is likely to contain the sword intent of the head of the past dynasties!

Next to him, the second elder Wu Qisheng, the eldest disciple of the head of the sect, Qi Yunyi and others were all watching the battle.

Wang Tianba's expression was ancient, and he said in a cold tone: "You saved my daughter's life, I don't want to kill you, it's still too late to retreat! Otherwise, once I draw the knife, it will definitely be the six relatives who don't recognize it, people block and kill, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!"

Ling Feng chuckled and said, "Brother Wang is really like a knife, but if you want to shake my confidence in victory, it is in vain. As you said, domineering is only in the knife, let's let Ling take a look at your domineering unparalleled knife!"

However, before the words fell, Wang Tianba had already drawn his knife in an instant, and the blade bloomed with dazzling golden light, shooting into Ling Feng's eyes, making him involuntarily close his eyes. Immediately, the long knife condensed an inch of the sword, and slashed towards Ling Feng's door like a meteor chasing the moon!

The corners of Qi Yunyi's mouth twitched slightly, the rules of the rivers and lakes, you have to say hello before the competition, such as asking for advice.

Like Wang Tianba, taking advantage of other people's words to make the first move, and stimulating the opponent's eyes with the golden light of the golden knife, and then making a sneak attack, this kind of behavior is very shameless. If he had changed to someone else, he would have scolded the shameless a long time ago, but the shameless person was his master, and he could only turn a blind eye.

But Wu Qisheng didn't care, he had long been accustomed to Wang Tianba's shamelessness!

But Wang Tianba didn't feel the slightest loss of identity, who stipulated that he must greet first? The golden sword light in his hand did not lag at all, and quickly slashed down from Ling Feng's eyes, this knife was faster than Wu Qisheng's knife drawing technique, and it slashed through Ling Feng's body almost instantly, but there was no sense of sluggishness, and there was no blood splashing, this was just an afterimage!

Ling Feng's soul thoughts shrouded his body, he could have insight into all the changes around him, and Wang Tianba's qi changes were all in his senses, how could he sneak attack!

Wang Tianba was horrified in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Ling Feng's body technique was so fast, and he instantly sensed the fluctuation of the qi behind him, and suddenly turned around and swung his sword.

A fast-coming white-clothed figure was slashed by a golden knife, but it turned into light and dissipated, obviously just a phantom of true qi!

At the same time, a young man in white appeared on Wang Tianba's side in a flash, and a sword stabbed out, like a lightning speed, in an instant!

Wang Tianba saw that the blade of the Han Jiao Sword was about to pierce into the left rib, and he instantly urged the Gengjin True Qi stored in more than a dozen points on his side, and the dazzling golden light suddenly appeared, and instantly condensed a layer of almost substantial golden qi cover to block the sword blade.

Ling Feng suddenly urged the Cold Ice Sword Gang, instantly sliced open the golden aura cover, and stabbed out quickly, but the blow was empty!

Wang Tianba's figure appeared in the distance, the golden light around him was sheng, and seven dazzling golden rays as thick as essence were drilled out of the hole, condensing into seven golden scimitars in the air, and they shot towards Ling Feng like flying knives!

Although the seven golden swords were all pure Gengjin True Qi condensation, they were comparable to the sharp edge of a top-grade sharp weapon, or even a low-grade divine weapon, besieging Ling Feng from the front and back, left and right!

Ling Feng's body retreated sharply, spawning layers of phantoms, but they were all defeated by the golden sword qi.

The golden sword qi seems to be wishful spirited, straight and wishful, and it follows!

Obviously, Wang Tianba has already comprehended the sword intent, at least the prototype of the first true intent!

However, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth raised slightly, because his soul thoughts were insightful, and he had already discovered the reality of these seven sword qi, six of which were all false moves, only containing a faint sword intent, and there was some lag between twists and turns, and the power was only equivalent to the refining level, and it was difficult to cause substantial damage to him. Only one golden sword qi condensed most of Wang Tianba's sword intent, and it turned like a wish, and the sharpness was comparable to that of a substandard divine weapon, which was a real killing move!

Ling Feng saw through this, so he no longer dodged, and used the power of Yuan Essence Qi and Blood to bless the golden body of the dragon elephant, condensed a faint golden mang, ignoring the golden sword qi with weak six sword intents, and the cold sword in his hand condensed an inch of cold ice sword gang, like thunder and lightning slashing towards that real killing move!

Wang Tianba's expression changed, knowing that Ling Feng had seen through the truth and reality, he gave up continuing to control the sword qi, and immediately his figure flashed, and he slashed at Ling Feng with a knife.

The edge of the divine soldier is unmatched, this sword qi was instantly dispersed by the Han Jiao Sword, but it is difficult to reunite, obviously Wang Tianba has not yet reached the second level of sword intent, and can gather and disperse at will!

However, the other six sword qi slashed at Ling Feng's body in an instant, but they emitted a sound of gold and iron, only cutting through Ling Feng's clothes, leaving a shallow white mark on his skin, without the slightest trace of blood surging!

Wu Qisheng and Qi Yunyi, who were watching from the side, all looked shocked, and they could even ignore such a condensed Gengjin sword qi, this flesh body refinement was indeed the pinnacle!

However, Ling Feng didn't have the slightest sense of complacency, because Wang Tianba had already slashed at him head-on!

Before the blade arrived, a transparent sharp sword intent slashed into Ling Feng's sea of knowledge! As long as Ling Feng was affected by the slightest influence of the sword intent and reacted for a moment, he would be cut in half by the ensuing golden knife!

However, Ling Feng now condensed the sword soul, how strong the soul power was, it was not inferior to the half-step martial sect, and with a slight slash of the sword soul, this golden sword intent collapsed and became invisible!

The golden knife fell, but Ling Feng's figure dissipated.

Wang Tianba's complexion changed, his spiritual power sensed the fluctuation of true qi, and he was about to swing his sword sideways, but a transparent sword intent invaded his sea of knowledge, and the picture in front of him suddenly changed, and the waves of the heavenly river fell from the starry sky and swept in. How can mortals resist in the face of the pouring of the heavenly river? A desperate mood permeated, but he was instantly slashed by his sharp sword intent, when he broke free from the illusion of sword intent and woke up, a crystal long sword was already on his neck!

"You've won!"

Wang Tianba said indifferently, and put the knife into the sheath, as if he was not at all worried that Ling Feng would take his life with a sword.

"I agree with your point of view, but it's a pity that your knife is not domineering enough!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he returned the sword into the sheath, and his figure flashed, like a phantom ghost, derived from many afterimages, and after a few flashes, he went down the mountain and disappeared into the distance.