Looking at Feng Yang, who was in deep danger and would die if he took the slightest wrong step, the killing intent in Xue Yun's heart had reached the extreme. Such a demon, such a supernatural power, such a talent, if the tiger returns to the mountain, he will inevitably become a great enemy of life and death in the future. And now, although he definitely has the means to save his life, as long as he does not hesitate to use the Dao Divine Sword Qi that is Mo Blood Feud, Xue Yun doesn't believe that the person in front of him can really escape!

But that sword qi can also be said to be one's own life-saving means, once it is used, it is equivalent to only relying on one's own cultivation to protect oneself.

And although this Feng Yang seems to have betrayed the Floating Zero Sea, but because of this, the person behind it may definitely have an extremely high cultivation, if this person, or the rest of the Avatar Cultivators make a move on him, Xue Yun thinks that without the protection of this sword qi, he is almost certain to die!

Therefore, whether to use this sword qi is also a huge gamble for Xue Yun, if he wins, there will be no more wind in the world after that, and he will also lose a great enemy of life and death, if he loses, he may not live long after killing it, and it is even more likely that he will be affected by Mu Yilan.

After all, a person who can kill himself is naturally not afraid of offending Tian'a Jianshan and Huamen at the same time, and such a person may not care about offending one more fox clan.

After thinking about it secretly, Xue Yun still planned to force out this Fengyang's life-saving means, after all, he was one against two, and neither of them was inferior to him, how long had he been fighting, although Fengyang's methods were frequent, but how could there be less life-and-death crises? Anyone with a discerning eye could see that it would not be long before this Fengyang would inevitably escape defeat.

And those people in the city are all miles away from the place where the three people are fighting, although there are some people who are afraid of being affected and leave, but most of them have a wait-and-see mentality, and some monks of the foundation and the Dan level are even watching the battle of the three people, hoping to understand something from it. After all, the stones of other mountains can attack jade. Who can say for sure that this battle is not the stone of his mountain that can improve his cultivation?

However, at this time, the three people who were competing against each other did not care about these onlookers. Although Na Fengyang's words are often full of arrogance and provocation, in fact, he is walking on thin ice, and his moves are extremely cautious. Even the last means of saving his life could not be used, and he fell on the spot.

"Pei'er, you are in an anxious mood, and you can't give full play to your original strength at all, so you can assist more, and the main attack will be handed over to me. Yu Guang glanced at Mu Yilan, who was holding a long whip in his hand, and struck down again and again, arousing a wave of surging spiritual waves, Xue Yun couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart and said.

Feng Yang's previous method of resisting the little fox's illusion with the power of his incomparable divine consciousness undoubtedly suppressed most of his original strength like a mountain in his heart. Otherwise, with Mu Yilan's cultivation above Xue Yun as a means, it would be impossible for the two of them to force out Feng Yang's life-saving supernatural power so far.

Hearing Xue Yun's words, Mu Yi bit his blue silver teeth, and although he was extremely resentful in his heart, he still nodded and agreed. As soon as the delicate body moved, it invisibly moved backwards for a long time, and swept around Xue Yun, sometimes striking out a long whip. From time to time, he manipulated the pink lotus to shoot out a series of pink horses to attack the enemy, not seeking merit. But ask for no fault.

And Xue Yun was fighting with Fengyang at this time, but Xue Yun, who was "picking up" his own sword, was much less powerful than when he was galloping with the two swords of his mind in the past. Today, Xue Yun controlled the sky blue flying sword, constantly changing various sword techniques, most of which were transformation methods or giant sword techniques that had never been used before.

After this struggle that has lasted for half a meal. Xue Yun knew that he would be defeated when he was fighting with him, but he forcibly did not retreat or escape, and he almost figured out seven or eight points. This Feng Yang has mastered an extremely fierce and domineering magic skill, and intends to use war to raise the war, and the previous arrogant words and the behavior of showing "collection". It's just to force himself to make a move and make himself his sparring partner.

But the more this is the case, the stronger the killing intent in Xue Yun's heart becomes, originally Xue Yun just saw that this person was strong in cultivation and had no bottom-line principle in doing things, and he was a demon who everyone could be punished. But now that he has experienced this person in the battle, he is even more scheming, and he must be killed as soon as possible.

However, since the other party used himself as a sparring partner, Xue Yun naturally didn't mind using the other way to return the favor, and at this time, he used this immature "pick-up" sword path to fight with the other party, precisely in order to comprehend the true meaning of the blade sword in this almost evenly matched actual battle, and completely pick up his own sword path that imitates ordinary sword cultivation, and then put it down.

I saw Xue Yun holding the sword in his right hand, and a blue halo bloomed on the blade, suddenly expanding the attack range of the three-foot Qingfeng several times.

Not only that, but these blue halos were even more heard by the sound of dragon chanting and tiger roaring in its inner body, and Xue Yun was left hand pinching the trick, and under the decisive attack of one method after another, these halos suddenly turned into one by one, and the momentum was not strong, but the number was a lot of dragon and tiger battle formations, rushing towards Fengyang, who was only a few feet away from Xue Yun, and swooped forward.

In this dragon and tiger battle array, there are clusters of golden flames, this fire seems to be ordinary and ordinary, only the color is brilliant, but Feng Yang has already experienced the horror of this flame before. When he fought with Xue Yun in close quarters before, this fire burned up most of the demonic energy around him in an instant, as if it could burn the prairie fire, so when he saw Xue Yun dispatch this fire again at this time, he was naturally awe-inspiring in his heart, and he didn't dare to have the slightest contempt.

In the face of such a powerful offensive, Feng Yang Bao smiled demonically. The demonic qi up and down his body was vertical and horizontal, his hands were pinched, but his feet were retreating again and again to buy time for launching his supernatural powers, just a few breaths later, his wings flashed behind his back, and the whole person suddenly shrank several times, although he couldn't talk about a leisurely stroll in Xue Yun's dense rain-like attack, but he could always avoid the attack, and even if there was an attack, it was still about to fall in front of him, his "collections" , but they roared wildly, spitting out a cold aura intertwined with soul power and fusing with his demonic energy, turning into shields to block all attacks.

Not only that, but the terrifying picture scrolls that spread all over his collection even spit out a rain of gray-black arrows and headed straight for Xue Yun after dodging the attack. Those dragons and tigers that had been transformed by Xue Yun's sword aura aura actually melted away as if they were frozen and snowmelted when they touched the rain of arrows, and they disappeared as if they were corroded. (To be continued.) )