The fireball did not hit the target and landed on the sand, making a loud "boom", and the sand exploded into a basin-sized hole, blowing up the powdery yellow sand all over the sky.

Li Changfeng took advantage of the moment when the sand and dust flew to block people's vision, his toes pressed a little harder on the ground, his body swung to adjust the direction, and rushed forward like an arrow, but the target of the Tang knife in his hand was not the blue youth, but Jiang Wei, the weakest of the three.

Jiang Wei knew that he was not an opponent, and from the beginning he stood as far away as possible and hid behind Li Changfeng's side, thinking that he should be safe, but he didn't expect to be the first to find him, so he hurriedly stabbed the spear in his hand forward in shock, wanting to force the opponent back with the length of the blade.

Li Changfeng wanted to quickly eliminate an enemy first, and he did not avoid it at the moment, and the knife in his hand changed to a straight stab to a horizontal slash, and a soft "ding" sound immediately cut off the spearhead.

Jiang Wei was furious, twisting his body desperately to avoid the people who flew in. Where could Li Changfeng let him escape, the fit hit the left side of his body, and his left hand took advantage of the situation to carry the simplest and most familiar "flame technique" on his neck......

A short scream came out, and there was no sound in an instant, and the "flame technique" that could dissolve gold and break iron burned on human flesh, burning the neck above into flying ashes in just one moment, and Jiang Wei's headless corpse fell to the ground with a "snap".

The blue-robed young man and Xiong Jin rushed to the rescue from the beginning, but until Jiang Wei fell, they hadn't even caught up, and they were suddenly shocked by Li Changfeng's ghostly speed, and their faces changed greatly, and the figure that rushed over couldn't help but be stunned.

How could Li Changfeng let go of this great opportunity, the long knife in his hand swung sideways, and slashed towards Xiong Jin's waist, which was to be broken by each one.

Although Xiong Jin was stunned for a while, he was not completely unprepared, he shouted, the sword in his hand was straight, and the long knife was swung away with a "dang", and the person took two steps back sharply, avoiding Li Changfeng's pursuit.

The blue-robed young man finally came back to his senses in shock at this time, and when he saw Li Changfeng rushing towards Xiong Jin again, he was immediately angered by his ignorance, and shouted loudly:

"Bold, you dare to ......"

The two fingers of his right hand were put together, and the sword pointed at Li Changfeng, and a fiery red thin line galloped towards him.

Li Changfeng had already guarded against him, and the long knife that was attacking Xiong Jin at the moment was violently retracted, slashing towards the attacking line of fire.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the blue-robed young man's mouth, his wrist turned slightly, his fingers hooked slightly, and the thin line that hit Li Changfeng's body turned into a ball of red light, and it actually stopped sharply in a hurry, and suddenly avoided the blade that was cut over, and then shot forward sharply......

Although Li Changfeng knew that immortal cultivators must be difficult to deal with, it was inevitable that he would be caught off guard by this strange trick when it came to the end, and he couldn't dodge it anymore, so he had to desperately mobilize his vitality to his chest and take this blow hard.

With a "bang", the red light hit his chest, emitting a dazzling red glow, and Li Changfeng flew upside down more than a foot in response to the sound and fell to the ground.

The red light stopped in the air and took shape, and it turned out to be a small flying sword more than three inches long and reddened throughout.

Li Changfeng only felt that his chest was like being hit by a sledgehammer, the pain was cracking, and the annoyance was like a blockage, so he couldn't help but struggle with both hands, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, which made him feel better. Reaching out and softening his chest, he slowly stood up.

"What, this can't be!"

The blue-robed young man couldn't help but roar in surprise when he saw Li Changfeng standing up, and there wasn't even a wound on his chest.

"It seems that this method of using vitality still has a lot of potential to be tapped!" Li Changfeng stood in place, silently recalling the feeling just now. It turned out that the situation just now was extremely critical, and the thin layer of vitality covering his body guarding his body would definitely not be able to block this blow, and in a hurry, he somehow let all the vitality gather in his chest.

At that moment, he clearly felt that the vitality in his chest was unprecedentedly strong, and even faintly emitted a faint light, after the red flying sword collided with it, there was the barrier of this protective vitality, although it knocked him away, it was only blunt force, and it did not cause him much damage. It's just that all this happened so quickly, and when I tried to find this feeling of bringing the vitality together, I couldn't find it all at once.

Li Changfeng stood there motionless and thoughtful, deaf to the yelling of the blue-robed youth, which suddenly made him angry.

Xiong Jin on the side was worthy of being an old thief, seeing Li Changfeng standing still, although he didn't know what the reason was, he immediately realized that the opportunity had come. Without saying a word, his body flew forward on tiptoe to the ground, and the sword in his hand glowed red, stabbing at him hard.

Speaking of triviality, in fact, time is just a stunned effort, Li Changfeng's heart sank, a sense of crisis struck, and Xiong Jin's sword tip was already close at hand.

Li Changfeng retreated, and the long knife in his hand was raised and swept straight to block the stabbing sword. Xiong Jin's elbow shrank rapidly, dodging his block, and then stabbed forward, and a red glow more than three inches long suddenly appeared from the tip of the sword.

Li Changfeng only felt that the temperature in front of him had risen sharply, and it seemed that a fire was burning in front of him suddenly. This is exactly the method of defending against the enemy of the qi practitioner, "using the sword to resist the qi", but it is a method to attach the vitality in the body to the sword to enhance the power of the sword. Don't underestimate the three-inch red light spit out on the tip of this sword, when it hits a person, it is definitely higher than the temperature of the "Flame Technique", and the power is even stronger.

The tip of the sword glowing with red light flashed rapidly in front of Li Changfeng's eyes, and he was about to stab. Eagerly, he snapped softly, his empty left hand was raised violently, and a shiny thing shot out from his fingers, shooting towards Xiong Jin's face, but it was a newly learned technique "Water Archery".

Xiong Jin saw Li Changfeng raise his hand and pointed at him, and when he saw the white light flashing, he knew that the opportunity had been lost. With a reluctant shout, the tip of the sword deviated from the direction and could no longer stab the target.

Li Changfeng was shocked into a cold sweat, he didn't dare to think nonsense anymore, he gathered his spirit and was about to chase Xiong Jin, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the blue-robed young man finally came back to his senses at this time, and the flying sword in his hand was about to shoot over. Not daring to slack off at the moment, the long knife took a few steps back, stood up straight and confronted him......

After this period of fighting, the blue-robed young man knew that he was not easy to deal with, and at this time, he finally put away his contempt, and the flying sword slowly rotated around his body, but the killing intent in his eyes when he looked at Li Changfeng was even stronger.

"You, too, are you an immortal cultivator?"

The blue-robed young man stared at Li Changfeng slowly and said slowly.

Li Changfeng replied with an indifferent smile:

"Yes, so do I. What, you know you're scared?"

"Afraid? Do you think that a turtle cultivator like you, who doesn't even have a flying sword, will be able to defeat me? I tell you, if you're finished, you'll be killed by me soon. Now, if you're willing to hand over your stuff and kneel on the ground and kowtow to me ten thousand times, I might be able to kill you if I'm in a good mood. ”

The more the blue-robed young man spoke, the more excited he became, as if he really saw the situation of his opponent kneeling on the ground begging him to take his life, and his face showed a cruel expression.

Li Changfeng showed the same expression as if he had seen a fool, put the long knife across his chest, flicked his left finger on the knife peak, made a soft "buzz" sound, and replied with a light lifting of the corners of his mouth:

"Idiot!"

The voice fell and before the blue-robed young man could answer, a faint mist suddenly appeared around his body, and then the fog became thicker and thicker, and after a while, he couldn't even see the figure. It turned out that he cast the "Water Mist Technique", but the "Water Mist Technique" is not a spell that can be issued to see the effect, it has a process of gathering the surrounding water vapor, so Li Changfeng delayed it for a moment with words, so that the effect of this spell reached the maximum value.

Li Changfeng bent over, kicked his legs the ground, and the fog walked with him, and in an instant, he covered the bears who were on guard on the side into the mist.

The blue-robed young man was stunned as he watched the fog churning in front of him, and from time to time there was a sound of swords intersecting, and the sound of Xiong Jin angrily calling him for help, but he was at a loss for a moment.

He wanted to send out a flying sword, but he couldn't even see how to send it, and he wanted to rush forward and fight hard in the fog, but he was afraid that he would hurt his noble body without seeing it. In a dilemma, time passed minute by minute, Xiong Jin's shouting became smaller and smaller, and after a while, he finally lost his breath.

The mist slowly dispersed, and Li Changfeng stood there covered in blood, with blood dripping from the long knife in his hand. Looking at Xiong Jin again, a blood hole in his chest was suddenly bubbling with blood, and a pair of eyes were staring at the boss, but he couldn't blink a blind eye.

This raid was clean and neat, and the methods were ruthless, and I saw that the blue-robed young man had a chill on his back, and he saw Li Changfeng's eyes looking at him, he

A bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, and he hurriedly shook his head to shake this feeling away, and secretly touched his waist with his hand......

Li Changfeng took advantage of the selfish psychology of this blue-robed young man, and finally reversed the unfavorable situation of three against one. Now I only have to face one enemy, although it is the most difficult to deal with, but I finally see the dawn of victory.

At that moment, he shook the blood stains on the Tang knife in his hand, and without saying much, the person swooped down on the blue-robed young man like lightning, without giving the enemy a chance to breathe.

"Wait ......"

The blue-robed young man didn't want to get him to kill him without stopping, and the hand that stretched out to the storage bag on his waist had not yet reached the position, and he drank in a hurry, wanting to delay for a moment.

Li Changfeng didn't pay attention to it, the long knife slashed straight from top to bottom, and for a while, the strong wind hit his face, and the blue-robed young man could no longer care about maintaining his superior image, he rolled sideways, and when he stood up again, he was covered with sand and sand, and even his face was gone.

However, this roll was not completely useless, and it also earned a momentary opportunity for himself, and before his body could stand firmly, his right hand waved sharply, and the flying sword around him "swished" out......

Li Changfeng's pounce seemed ferocious, but in fact, the move did not use the old man and still had any spare strength, the wrist holding the knife between the electric lights and flints turned, and with a soft sound of "dang", the long knife could not be slammed away.