Seeing that Fang Yue was not in a hurry, and even spoke vicious words and sneered at each other, Liang Fengpo and Zhou Lingmeng were both stunned unexpectedly.

This place is not in the city, there are no rules, Fang Yue is alone, he is just a ninth-order Qi cultivator, shouldn't he panic in the face of the two of him and the two foundation building cultivators?

The two were slightly stunned, and their faces became even more gloomy.

"You...... You shut up......" Zhou Lingmeng's face turned red, and his willow eyebrows were upside down.

Liang Feng snorted coldly, and said with a disdainful smile: "Hmph! I don't know how thick the sky is! A hillbilly who has never seen the world, think that with a sign of Daochengfu, we won't dare to touch you?"

And asked how to look for you, of course to kill you, to ask such a stupid question, hehe, it's ridiculous!"

Fang Yue was inexplicable, what kind of hillbilly? The other party seemed to have learned something amazing.

However, it is a bit excessive to kill people for a few words, and it is really a matter of killing people without saying a word, no wonder the cultivation world does not need family planning...... Well, how could there be such a peculiar idea at this time?

Liang Fengpo said, pulling out a slender arc-shaped "lancet" with a sonorous sound, his eyes showed a cold light, his killing intent was fully revealed, and he walked towards Fang Yue proudly with the knife, and his eyes were full of contempt when he looked at Fang Yue.

is not in a hurry, as if as long as he makes a move, he can easily slaughter Fang Yue, and he is more willing to enjoy the fun of intimidating others.

At the same time, Zhou Lingmeng pointed at Fang Yue with his sword and forced Fang Yue from the left.

This place happens to be a triangle where the river flows into the lake, Liang Fengpo and Zhou Lingmeng blocked Fang Yue's way from left to right, and behind Fang Yue was the river and lake, and there was almost no way back.

I wonder if there will be an adventure in throwing yourself into the lake? Fang Yue had such a strange thought in his mind.

However, he had no such intentions, how could he flee without a fight? It was too inferior, not to mention that the distance was relatively close, and as soon as he turned around, he was afraid that he would be stabbed to death by the two of them on the spot, and he would never give his back to his opponent at close range.

As for whether he can beat the two of them, he didn't think about this issue at all, and he still needs to think about it, of course he can't beat it!

There is a big difference in strength, and there is a huge disparity in strength, and one can't beat one, let alone two.

"Wait, do you two go up together? It's okay, anyway, one is also fighting, and the two are also fighting!" Fang Yue smiled faintly, and said in a relaxed tone, but it was Liang Fengpo, this Liang Fengpo was a little arrogant, and the general would definitely work.

can be one-on-one, stupid one-on-two, both of them are higher than him, one-on-one and one-to-two are completely different things.

"Hehe, joke, what kind of thing are you, and you deserve to shoot at the same time!" Liang Fengpo sneered, looked at Zhou Lingmeng, and said, "Lingmeng, just watch from the side, don't let him run away!"

While Liang Feng was speaking, Fang Yue activated the three-rank spirit talisman and the three-grade qi shield talisman at the same time.

Suddenly, his body was much more flexible and lighter, and he was about to fly, and there was an invisible layer of a one-foot-thick air shield outside his body, which was not substantial, like a layer of soft cotton, which could not be blocked, but could hinder the speed of the sword slash.

Now there is no way out when you are alone, there is no "tuba", you can only rely on yourself, and if you can't get out, you will die.

Although I have participated in fierce battles of all sizes, this is the first time I have done it myself.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, frost blade...... It's time to show off the real technology!

"Hmph, it's useless to use Dao talismans, don't waste my Dao talismans!" Liang Feng laughed coldly.

The utility of the Dao Talisman is based on the cultivator's own cultivation, and the huge realm gap is there, and the use of the Dao Talisman is too much.

However, he was a little surprised, a loose cultivator in the countryside used the Dao Talisman so extravagantly and casually, even if he was a child of a family, he rarely used the Dao Talisman, and a Dao Talisman was one or two hundred spirit beads, and it was gone in an instant, and he couldn't afford it.

In this way, Fang Yue should have some property on him, and killing Fang Yue was all his.

Fang Yue's eyes closed, shook off the messy distractions, and opened them again, his eyes were sharp and cold, his expression was solemn, he was extremely solemn, he put away his casual attitude, and with the friction of the long sword and the scabbard, he pulled out the sharp sword.

Fang Yue's long sword was pulled, and his starting style was free and smooth, and the long sword pointed obliquely at the lonely night sky.

The cold light of a sword reflects the moon, the cloak flutters with the wind, the spirit is condensed, the whole body is full of sharpness, and the breath is cold......

At this time, he was like two people before, he was an idler before, and at this time, he was like a young swordsman, with a bit of swordsman's style.

After Fang Yue raised his hand, his movements were coherent, the wind was under his feet, the lake and sand flew upside down, his body was vigorous, the long sword was obliquely fingered, and the wind generally killed Liang Fengpo, and his spirit was condensed in a sword, without any superfluous movements.

Although the yang soul has not been recovered, due to many practices, his swordsmanship and footwork now have a sixty-percent level of Dao skills.

He wanted to try, to what extent he didn't use the Yang Soul to go, his own strength was the real strength.

"Just let me try your sword skills to see if you are qualified to be proud?" Fang Yue said coldly.

"Hmph! actually take the initiative to attack, looking for death! It's up to you to ......" Liang Feng sneered when he saw Fang Yue rushing towards him with a sword.

Fang Yue didn't bother to talk nonsense, the long sword slashed diagonally, washing the moon streamer, and the sharp sword style slashed towards Liang Feng to break through the door.

Seeing this, Liang Feng waved his knife upward, and the swords struck each other, with a sharp sound and a piercing sound, overflowing with brilliance.

Liang Feng broke a big realm above Fang Yue, the power of a random knife was far better than Fang Yue's sword, Fang Yue's sword was instantly swinged, Liang Feng broke the momentum and slashed, the knife style was fierce, as if he wanted to kill Fang Yue with a knife.

Fang Yue had already expected that the first move was just a false move.

Liang Feng's cultivation is higher than him, how can he fight hard, his level of swordsmanship is higher than Liang Feng's sword-breaking technique, plus he has experienced Jiang Qingba's superb sword-breaking technique before, Liang Feng's sword-breaking technique is dwarfed, and there are many flaws in his eyes.

Under the cold knife light, Fang Yue twisted sideways, narrowly avoided it, and made a move.

The sword relied on its toughness to pull out a few sword lights, and the cold light burst out, hitting Liang Feng's chest.

Liang Feng was shocked when he saw the sword stabbing coming, he didn't expect the sword to be completely missed, and he didn't expect Fang Yue's swordsmanship to be so tricky, and he was careless in the dark, and he was deceived by this bastard's false trick......

Liang Feng kicked violently with both feet, his body exploded back, and he dodged Fang Yue's stab.

Fang Yue bullied up, flying stabs, the long sword was like a rainbow, Liang Feng smashed the knife horizontally, the swords slashed, the sharp sound trembled, Liang Feng broke but there was a feeling of hitting the air and losing his strength, Fang Yue was a false move.

Look back at the moon!

Fang Yue borrowed the power of Liang Fengpo, his body was spinning, his cloak was waving in the wind, like a goshawk spreading its wings, light and fast, showing his freedom and ease, and the long sword drew a semi-circular arc of brilliant light, turning into a moon arc, slashing towards Liang Fengpo's neck.

Liang Fengpo is no stranger to Qingyao's Thirteen Swords, he knows this move, and he can easily break it by returning the knife and splitting it vertically.

However, Fang Yue was stunned by the empty sword, but he looked back at the moon in a half-style and picked up the angry sword to point at the sky.

The sword move is handy, natural, appropriate, swooping straight to stab Liang Feng to break his eyebrows, a little cold, sharp and sharp, chilling, a sword from the sky, like a stroke of genius.

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