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In an instant, Ye Feng was surrounded by a ball of light.

The ball of light crackled and radiated, it was night, but at this time there was a light all around.

Bang, the blue ball of light lasted for twenty breaths before disappearing, and Ye Feng was holding a flying knife in his hand, and one hundred and eight sword intents were suspended around his body, looking extremely dreamy.

He stood there, his clothes hunting, his long hair dancing wildly, like a demon god in the world.

The head of the Ximen family was dozens of meters away, and his brows suddenly condensed into a Sichuan character, what kind of person is this person, the charm of Pixiu, and he can't kill him with one move.

Then he let out a muffled roar, and the Pixiu strode in, like a meteor.

When his body flew in, covering half a moon, Ye Feng suddenly felt a dimness in front of him.

At the same time, there was endless sword qi in his face.

Pixiu's whole body was full of sword qi.

It stepped down from the sky with one foot, and Ye Feng hurriedly dodged it, which was like the left foot of the green mountain, stepping on the ground, and the ground cracked.

Pixiu was furious, Ye Feng actually dodged his own attack, and his body doubled.

The speed increased, the left foot stepped out, and the right foot continued to step out, but he still didn't touch Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng's figure was slightly embarrassed.

When the blue sword qi stepped on his feet, he burst out from the blue Pixiu's body and kept stabbing towards Ye Feng.

They had only one target, and that was Ye Feng, no matter how Ye Feng dodged, these sword qi seemed to have a pair of eyes, staring at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng deserves to hold the flying knife in his hand, turning it into a three-foot length, dancing quickly, leaving only pieces of knife shadows, and his body dodges left and right.

Then Pixiu was still shrinking, every time it attacked Ye Feng, it didn't double the shrinkage, and finally it became a height that was a head taller than Ye Feng, and it swished, and its speed skyrocketed.

Faster than a meteor landing, Ye Feng couldn't dodge, Pixiu's claws claws tore the corners of his clothes, and the sword qi on that claw cut Ye Feng's skin, dripping with blood.

But the blood was not terrible, what was powerful was that this sword qi was mixed with cold qi, and after cutting out the wound, Ye Feng immediately felt that the blood around the wound was actually coagulating.

Once the blood cannot flow, then the aura will naturally not be able to flow, which is equivalent to the death of the part of the body.

Ye Feng was frightened at the moment, and hurriedly retreated, the Northern Spiritual Skill was unfolded, and a violent suction force spread all over the wound, and the cold and icy qi wanted to resist when he encountered the Northern Spiritual Skill, but it was dissolved in an instant.

It's just that Ye Feng had just dissolved the cold and icy aura of this wound, and Pixiu attacked again.

Let him have a wound on his body again.

Ye Feng thought in his heart, it can't be like this, if this is the case, he will always be restrained by Pixiu.

He suddenly ignored the wounds on his body, and his body suddenly retreated more than ten meters away, and the green light of the flying knife in his hand flashed.

Then the blue Pixiu felt a palpitating power coming.

This green light is several times faster than a meteor, and really, Pixiu can't dodge it at all if he wants to.

Beep!

Poof.

A flying knife passed through Pixiu's head, and the blue Pixiu clicked like an ice sculpture, and thousands of cracks appeared all over his body, turning into a sigh of fragments scattered on the ground.

Then, the ground shook, the fragments fused together, and an aqua blue spell reappeared, but the aura on it was dim, and it was obviously impossible to use it again.

After the flying knife shot out, it appeared in Ye Feng's hand again in an instant, but this time it was above his left hand.

In the distance, the eyes of the head of the Ximen family shrank violently, his essence overflowed, and his brows were twisted together, looking even more angry than just now.

He glanced at the spell on the ground that had been turned into waste by Ye Feng, "Okay, good, a monk in the middle stage of the Cave Void can actually break the spell of my Ximen Drifting Snow Tribulation in the early stage, you are the first!"

Ximen Piaoxue drank sharply, and then looked at Ye Feng again with a sneer: "However, your ability only stops there, no matter what you do today, you won't be able to leave." ”

In the previous conversation with Xiao Huangmen, Ximen Piaoxue judged that Ye Feng was likely to be an eavesdropper, so he would definitely not let Ye Feng get out alive.

Otherwise, my Simon family may be impacted.

Although there is a hint of suspicion, he will not let it go.

It is better to kill by mistake than to let go, this is his Ximen Piaoxue's code of conduct and work.

In this immortal island where the weak eat the strong, cultivating the truth itself is a move against the sky, and if you want to climb higher, you have to be more ruthless than others.

That's what he's always done.

"I'll let you taste what the power of the Tribulation Period is, and let you see where the gap between the Cave Void Period and the Tribulation Period is. ”

Suddenly, a blue cold light shot out of Ximen Piaoxue's eyes, and his hand grabbed it in the void.

Trailless blue water streaks radiated from his hands.

Then Ye Feng felt that his whole body was covered by five powers, like a rope, locking his shoulders and legs, as well as his neck.

As Ximen Piaoxue's claws continued to clench in the distance, he felt that the restraint on his body was even stronger, and he even had a feeling of suffocation.

This is something that has never been felt before, and the cultivation of talisman traversal period monks seems to be different from the Dao techniques obtained by other sword cultivators and Dharma monks.

When Ye Feng felt this suffocation, suddenly, the sword spirit in his body trembled violently, scattering five pure sword qi from within the sword spirit, and came to the five water-blue water marks to bind his body.

The essence of the sword is extremely powerful, and each one is like a blade, hitting and cutting repeatedly, so that the blue water marks actually produce cracks.

"I still want to resist!" Simon Piaoxue's eyes widened, and suddenly, the other palm was waved.

Just waved it into the sky, and snowflakes rose all over the sky.

His Ximen family cultivates the water charm, and the control of the water spirit is more acute than anyone else, with the powerful cultivation of the Tribulation Period, using a trace of the power of the natural heavenly way, a spell, it will make the snow between the heavens and the earth.

This snow seemed to have endless magical power, and when it floated down, Ye Feng actually had a feeling of shaking, a little drowsy.

Suddenly, the snowflakes turned into countless women.

These women are the ones I have seen before, Long Xiaoxiao, Wu Shangxiang, Meng Yao, Mu Wanqing, Xiaohong, Yu Linglong......

"Mother, why are you here?"

Ye Feng saw his mother Fang Huilan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Then he turned around, it was Long Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, I've been looking for you for so long, and I've finally found you......"

......

Ye Feng looked at these people, his face was very excited.

The sky was full of snowflakes, fluttering and sprinkling, and at this time, the corners of Ximen Piaoxue's mouth showed a hint of pride.

The Tribulation Period is a little stronger than the Cave Void Period, and everything in this world can be used by oneself.

His body suddenly flew forward, and then with a wave of his palm, the five blue water marks that bound Ye Feng's throat, shoulders, and thighs fused together in an instant, turning into a blue flying sword.

This blue flying sword, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the sword body is shining with blue water marks, like blue flames, bright and uncertain, jumping around.

Raising the sword in his hand, with a sonorous sound, the blue water sword stabbed towards Ye Feng's heart.