"Look for death!"

Bai Zhenwei said with a gloomy expression, his body was full of seven evil true qi urging, and the white tiger fierce knife in his hand bloomed with dazzling platinum swords, and it seemed that he might be able to strike at any time!

Although Ling Feng is a group of deputy gang leaders, with outstanding achievements and fame, and he is a six-star bounty figure in the Netherworld, for him, a person who is not in the innate realm, just an ant. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info (Ling Feng broke through in Bibo Lake, and the news has not been leaked)

Of course, there is also an element of jealousy in this, Ling Feng has risen step by step from a horse breeder in just a few months, soaring like a rocket, and has also comprehended the sword intent that he has never comprehended, he subconsciously dislikes this so-called genius.

At this time, Wu Yuanxin had already opened his eyes, quickly took out a purple jade bottle from the mustard seed bag, poured out a purple red elixir and swallowed it. This is the fourth-order Divine Martial Spirit Pill of the Divine Martial Inheritance that he obtained, one pill is enough to fill his body with true qi, it belongs to the life-saving thing at the bottom of the pressure box, there are only two pills left, but at this moment he used it without hesitation!

The White Tiger Gang didn't care much about him, but Bai Zhenwei was born in the Seven Killing Sword Sect, which was no secret.

The Seven Killing Sword Sect was one of the seven major factions in Kyushu thousands of years ago, and it was replaced by the Canglang Sword Sect as an unlucky sect, but even if it declined, the background was not trivial! Moreover, the Seven Killing Sword Sect absorbed the star power cultivation of the Western White Tiger Seven Residences, and it was easy for the White Tiger Seven Residences' killing qi to corrode their minds, and they were all killing maniacs comparable to the Soul Dementor Demon Lord. He must have the power to protect himself!

Song Tianhao and Zhou Yulang's background was not bad, and they took out the fourth-order recovery elixir Yuan Lingelan and the fourth-order healing elixir Holy Lotus Pill one after another.

Where could Bai Zhenwei allow them to recover easily, his figure flashed, and he slashed out towards Zhou Yulang in an instant! Zhou Yulang was the strongest person among the four people with a divine weapon, and he was even hit by Liu Feng's desperate blow, and his injuries did not recover, so it was the best time to eradicate it.

Before the blade arrived, the huge white tiger illusion emerged, and the sky let out a heaven-shattering tiger roar, but it was the fourth-order tiger goblin spirit in the divine soldier white tiger sword, and the sound of the tiger roar carried the powerful tiger power of the king of beasts, which had the effect of shocking the soul.

Zhou Yulang wanted to dodge, but his expression was suddenly sluggish for a moment, and the masters of refining skills competed, and a moment was enough to separate life and death.

Seeing that the White Tiger Fierce Knife was rapidly slashing, Zhou Yulang was about to die, but the Flame Knife suddenly shone red, and with a crane roar, Zhou Yulang suddenly woke up and waved the knife to block!

The two knives exchanged blows, and with a bang, Zhou Yulang's body retreated sharply, stopping seven zhang away, but he spit out a mouthful of blood again, and the injury that had just improved worsened again, thanks to the powerful medicinal effect of the fourth-order Holy Lotus Pill, the hundred-year-old snow lotus essence contained strong recovery power, and he continued to repair his injuries.

Zhou Yulang is considered to be the top group of people under the masters of the human list, and he is holding a divine weapon, but he was almost killed with one move. Wu Yuanxin and Song Tianhao both looked shocked. They far underestimated the powerful combat power of the combination of divine soldiers and human ranking masters!

Although this is due to Zhou Yulang's injury, there is no doubt that Bai Zhenwei's combat power is far superior to Liu Feng, and there is already a tendency to crush them, not only has a trace of retreat in his heart.

At this time, Bai Zhenwei was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when a white-clothed figure stabbed from behind him with a sword!

"Hmph, look for death!"

Bai Zhenwei snorted coldly in his heart, but he was not slow at all, he suddenly turned around and slashed out, and the sound of a tiger's roar sounded.

Ling Feng's expression did not change at all, as if he heard a pug barking a few times on the side of the road, his figure flashed, and appeared on top of Bai Zhenwei's head, his body was upside down, and a sword stabbed at his Baihui acupoint!

Bai Zhenwei didn't know that Ling Feng's perfect body inherited the soul resistance of the indomitable will, and condensed the true form of the dragon descending Arhat, the Buddhist meditation technique was the most able to resist the invasion of external demons, and it was also a person who comprehended the sword intent, the firmness of the will was beyond imagination, and he was not afraid of the soul effect of this tiger roaring sound at all.

Therefore, his expression was slightly stunned, sensing the long sword above his head, he hurriedly toe sharply and quickly retreated!

Ling Feng stabbed his sword into the air, inserting it into the masonry ground above the city gate, and with a sudden blow, the ground shattered, and the rubble splashed, attacking Bai Zhenwei like a rain of bullets.

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Bai Zhenwei's mouth, and a layer of white gas appeared in front of him, and the rain of rubble was like hitting a metal wall, making a dang sound.

At this time, Zhou Yulang, Wu Yuanxin, and Song Tianhao were in a great mental shock, and it turned out that this dementor tiger roar also had a way to resist it, and they all seized the time to recover from their injuries and cultivation.

At this time, Ling Feng fought with Bai Zhenwei again, although he had never taken Bai Zhenwei's move head-on, but Bai Zhenwei couldn't help him, Ling Feng's speed was too fast, even if the divine soldiers were sharp, it would be useless if they couldn't cut people!

From here, you can see the difference between Bai Zhenwei and Liu Feng, although his attack power is stronger, but he does not comprehend the rudiments of the true meaning of the Great Dao, his control of the innate true qi is not as good as Liu Feng, and he can't achieve the innate Gang qi as he wishes, otherwise even if he doesn't have a divine soldier, he can defeat Ling Feng instead of being held back by him!

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At this time, at the door of the Frog Jiao Gang, two figures, one green and one black, were fighting, and the blue and black energy was all over the two of them, and the disciples of the Frog Jiao Gang couldn't intervene at all.

The cyan figure is Ren Qingyao, holding the Divine Soldier Qingjiao Sword, obviously having made a full attack, but there is still no helpless figure in black.

This black-clothed figure was a black-clothed woman wearing a black veil and holding a black long whip, if Ling Feng was there, he would definitely be able to recognize this Black Lotus Protector who was chasing all over the ground. The black long whip in this woman's hand doesn't know what kind of strange material it is refining, since it can fight with the Frog Sword for dozens of rounds without any damage, it is obviously also a divine weapon level.

The two of them were inseparable, Ren Qingyao also played a real fire, and he wanted to stimulate the blood of Qingjiao and kill this woman, but he only transformed some time ago, if he didn't want to completely fade into a bloodthirsty and brutal Jiaolong, he still had to endure it!

"Brother Lin, you must hold on!" Ren Qingyao was secretly worried and anxious for him, but he could only restrain his mind and concentrate on fighting.

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At the same time, Yuqingguan, in the courtyard.

A white-clothed handsome boy stopped the Miaoyu Fairy with a folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "The Miaoyu Fairy is a natural asset, he will definitely be famous in the future, it is better to concentrate on cultivation, and those things of fighting and killing will be handed over to the juniors." ”

Miaoyu's expression was cold, she stared at him for a moment, a chill flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly: "You really want to stop me?"

Mo Yan hurriedly smiled and said: "Fairy, don't be angry, I know that the fairy's ice spirit sword intent is strong, and it has entered the third level of sword intent, even if the martial sect is strong, there are few people who have reached this level." However, it is precisely because the fairy's sword intent is too strong that it can be sent but not collected, even if it can hurt me, it will definitely be hit hard, and even the realm will fall. The fairy has a deep hatred of blood and a thousand years of hope, how can he sacrifice himself because of some irrelevant people! Moreover, if you die, the two little girls may not be able to grow up smoothly, and the inheritance of your vein will be broken!"

Miaoyu was silent, as if she was thinking about whether to make a move.

Next to him, Hui Xin snorted: "Bad guy, hurry up and let Brother Lin Feng go, otherwise I will demolish your house with Master!"

At this time, Liu Xueyan said: "Master, forget it, that villain has a lot of ghost ideas, and it will be fine!"

Although she also wanted Master Miaoyu to save Ling Feng, this person was obviously not below Master, and might even be above Master. She couldn't put Master in danger because of her own personal feelings. As for Ling Feng, even if he can't beat him, he will definitely have no problem running.