Faced with Pei Ji's question, Fang Shaoyuan shook his head slightly as if he was deliberately suffocating him to death, and then said with a faint smile: "Do you think I will tell you?"

Now Pei Ji seems to have learned to be obedient, knowing that this is Fang Shaoyuan's rhetoric deliberately messing with his mind, so his face is as calm as a pool of stagnant water. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fang 。。。。。。 Pei Ji was just about to speak, when his expression suddenly changed, his body retreated, and with a ding, a small hole deep suddenly appeared under his original combat strength.

Immediately, Pei Ji found that there were already hundreds of sword qi in front of him, each of which contained a terrifying aura, and that kind of chill could even faintly sting the soul.

Pei Ji's left and right hands were wrapped, and fire and thunder suddenly shone between his ten fingers, and his hands were gently pulled to the sides, and suddenly the thunder and fire were perfectly blended together, instantly forming a dazzling wall of light in front of Pei Ji.

Suddenly, the entire wall of light composed of fire and thunder instantly seemed to be pierced by a sieve, and Pei Ji naturally would not stay behind the wall of light, he had already disappeared at this time.

Fang Shaoyuan suddenly danced his long sword backwards, and suddenly the sword body trembled violently, and a knife appeared on the body of the sword, and the hand holding this knife was slender and powerful, it was Pei Ji.

At this time, Pei Ji exuded a tyrannical aura all over his body, and his body turned blood-red, as if he was immersed in a river of blood.

However, although he was trembling, the hand holding the hilt of the sword was very steady, and Fang Shaoyuan blocked Pei Ji's fatal blow with the God-Breaking Nether Sword.

Although Pei Ji already knew that the sword in Fang Shaoyuan's hand was absolutely extraordinary, he never thought that the sword could block his own sword, his sword was a powerful treasure handed down from ancient times, and its most prominent feature was that it was heavy and hard.

Heavy as a mountain and as hard as a star core, Pei Ji has never shown this knife in front of the world, so no one knows that Pei Ji is actually best at knife path.

If it weren't for the fact that today's residents were a little uncontrollable, and even made him extremely uneasy in his heart, Pei Ji would never have used this knife, because he was worried that this knife would leak something.

But at this moment, when he had to sacrifice this knife, he was surprised to find that his heavy and hard knife was actually blocked by a sword.

Not only was it blocked, but it could be seen that the sword was not damaged in the slightest, and the owner holding the sword actually had that great strength to withstand the weight of the sword.

Fang Shaoyuan smiled lightly, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand, but pinching the sword technique in his left hand, and suddenly a fierce sword qi went straight to Pei Ji.

If it was in the past, Pei Ji would never back down, he was confident that he could block this sword qi with his body, but today was different, first of all, his opponent was very strong, so strong that Pei Ji had to face it, and secondly, Pei Ji's heart was already in chaos, his Dao heart was no longer as firm and powerful as before, and his Dao heart was cracked because of Fang Shaoyuan's sudden move.

So Pei Ji withdrew his knife and retreated, and it was completed in an instant, but when he was about to attack again, he was surprised to find that there was a person hanging in front of him.

Fang Shaoyuan was able to keep up with his lightning-fast speed, and under the shock, Pei Ji subconsciously slashed at Fang Shaoyuan again.

It is said that under fear, people can burst out with power that cannot be exploded on weekdays, and Pei Ji's knife is the same, and he actually integrated all his spirit and spirit into this knife in an instant.

This silent knife condensed all of Pei Ji's spirit, and even Fang Shao couldn't help frowning when he saw it, but Fang Shaoyuan didn't retreat, he knew that if he retreated at this time, then Pei Ji would definitely take advantage of the situation.

A guy like Pei Ji, Dao Heart is extremely tough, Fang Shaoyuan tried his best to leave such a trace on his Dao Heart, naturally he didn't want Pei Ji to regain confidence because of his retreat.

Because Fang Shaoyuan knew that once a person like Pei Ji was given the opportunity to grasp the initiative of the situation, even if it was a brief moment, it would instantly become extremely terrifying.

Although Fang Shaoyuan was not necessarily afraid of Pei Ji, his purpose since he entered here was not simply to defeat Pei Ji, so he had to maintain his suppression of Pei Ji.

Therefore, in the face of this sword, Fang Shaoyuan did not hesitate at all, he wiped the long sword in his hand, the sword body trembled slightly, and let out a long sword sound.

When, the collision of the sword and the knife made a huge sound like a huge wave dozens of zhang high crashing against the rock, both Fang Shaoyuan and Pei Ji also trembled slightly at this moment, and they all let out a muffled snort.

This was worthy of being the strongest knife that Pei Ji had ever slashed, Fang Shaoyuan felt that his hand holding the sword actually lost consciousness at that moment, and even this numb feeling was really spreading along his arm towards his whole body.

However, Fang Shaoyuan did not have the slightest nervousness, but a smile appeared on his face, because he finally blocked this knife, and Pei Ji would definitely not be any better by him.

Sure enough, the swords were so desperately contradicting each other, and the smile on the corner of Fang Shaoyuan's mouth was in stark contrast to Pei Ji's serious face.

With a bang, Fang Shaoyuan's figure finally continued to retreat under the action of these two huge forces, and so did Pei Ji.

Neither of them could control their bodies at this time, and the only thing they could do was to use their mana to stop and retreat under their opponents first.

Maybe it was because Pei Ji was the first to make the move, and Fang Shaoyuan was the one to parry, so when the two finally stopped sliding backwards, it was Pei Ji who stopped first, and then rushed towards Fang Shaoyuan with a knife in his hand.

Fang Shaoyuan is actually only slower than Pei Ji's kung fu, but in a battle of their level, a slower flick of his fingers may be the moment of victory or defeat.

Pei Jina's face, which no longer smiled after receiving Fang Shaoyuan's gentle palm, showed a bright smile at this time, it was a kind of joy of victory, a kind of excitement that came from hard work, and it was also a kind of excitement of spring blossoming.

Fang Shaoyuan was different, the faint smile on his face that had been hanging on his face disappeared in that instant, although there was no bitterness, but his slightly solemn face said everything.

In the face of Pei Ji's actually more expensive knife, Fang Shaoyuan knew that he had no choice but to continue to block, so he knew that the consequences of doing so must also continue.

When, there was another explosion of swords, and the two figures also retreated, but this time Pei Ji stopped his body a full step earlier than Fang Shaoyuan.

As a result, Pei Ji's heart was even more agitated, the momentum was even more vigorous, the pace of progress was more firm and powerful, and that powerful thought seemed to return to Pei Ji's body.

On the other hand, Fang Shaoyuan, at this time, his face had already shown a trace of bitterness, and it seemed that he was really annoyed and unwilling because he tried his best but was still half a move.