Before the words fell, Yue Bu's true qi in the group was rushing like the Yangtze River, and his spirit was mixed with his wishes, reaching the peak state of subtlety.

The hundreds of millions of pores on the body naturally exude a faint mysterious aura, blending into the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth, instantly forming an invisible and qualitative transparent gas cover.

Qing Feng's looming sword stabbed within three feet in front of him, and Yue Buqun didn't need to run the heart mirror reflection method, he could clearly feel every flicker of Qing Feng's sword through the feedback when Gang Qi was forced to retreat and dent.

Seeing that Qingfeng's sword was sharp and amazing, forcing the tenacity of Gang Qi to concave towards him by a foot in an instant, Yue Buqun smiled slightly, his body suddenly shook, and a sonorous sound flashed, the Gang Qi Hood swelled, and the rebound power of the Yang Zhigang exploded......

Feng Qingyang only felt that his sword was violently shocked by a strong force, and half of it was dispersed in an instant, and the force of the counterattack struck, and his entire arm was weak and weak, and his meridians were swollen and painful.

Yue Buqun ha: "Uncle Feng...... This is the innate qi of innate power!"

Feng Qingyang dodged and unloaded, and praised: "Really domineering!", the true qi ran for a week, the abnormalities in the body disappeared, and the Qingfeng sword recovered, and he made progress again.

Yue Buqun's mind moved, and the transparent Gang Qi underwent some invisible changes, the Qingfeng sword touched the Gang Qi Hood, and there was a light sound, but it failed to stab the Qi Cover back a single bit, the wind was clear and the body turned continuously, and the green shadow was heavy, and more than 20 swords were connected around Yue Buqun in an instant, or stabbed or slashed.

Hearing a long voice, the Gang Qi Cover was almost unresponsive, Feng Qingyang retreated, his face was hesitant, and he asked in a deep voice: "You can mobilize the defensive strength of Gang Qi at will, and concentrate it on the place where I attack every time, so that the sword edge can be instantly dispersed?"

Yue Buqun nodded and said, "Yes, the Xuanmen Gang Qi of Zixia Divine Skill can be gathered and dispersed at will. Focus on defending a certain point and a certain place!"

Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, his figure suddenly advanced, Qingfeng's sword instantly approached, Yue Buqun's body was slightly sideways, and the transparent qi quietly shrank a little.

Qingfeng's sword stabbed, and the sharpness was not strong at first. As he continued to pierce in, the resistance gradually strengthened, and it was like piercing into a thick sponge, and at the same time, the sword was guided by an invisible soft force, and he involuntarily slid to the side a foot in front of Yue Buqun, and the wind Qingyang also passed by Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun laughed and reminded, "Jiuyin Gang Qi has also been tried...... Uncle Feng, I'm going to use the 'Taiqing Infernal Divine Gang' to fight back......"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and secretly pondered the characteristics of the three kinds of Gang Qi in his heart. couldn't help but look solemn, but the sword flashed at his fingertips, his body flashed, he jumped and flew vertically, and his attacks were endless......

Yue Buqun's fingertips also spit out a light purple sword, but his body did not need to leap longitudinally, and as soon as the Qingfeng sword of the clear wind attacked within three feet, it was hindered by the gangqi. After the sword speed slowed down, Yue Buqun's light purple sword was able to quickly and incoherently counterattack the key point of the clear wind. forced Feng Qingyang to change his sword moves and even shift his position.

If that's all, although Feng Qingyang's long-term attack is ineffective, he can still be entangled for a while, but Yue Buqun suddenly chuckled, and then the feeling of Feng Qingyang was completely different......

Suddenly, the transparent air shield was vigorous. It was extremely hard, and as soon as the Qingfeng sword touched it, it collapsed, and the shock made the wind clear and his arm was sore, and he had to retreat quickly. The offensive was unsustainable;

Suddenly, the Gang Qi Cover was the first to collapse and retract to about a foot of Yue Buqun's figure, seeing that the Qingfeng Sword was about to make a meritorious blow, but it was unloaded by the Gang Qi lingeringly, which made Feng Qingyang himself send himself to Yue Buqun's light purple sword blade, and with all his strength, he avoided it dangerously and dangerously;

Even in the end, the Gangqi hood came and went, seemed to swell and contract, seemed to be soft and rigid, and the wind was clear and stabbed close with a sword, only to feel that the direction, strength, and focus of the oppressive force of the Qingfeng sword were unpredictable and unpredictable......

Not only did it disrupt the direction and strength of Qingfeng's sword's attack, but under the shock and traction of the force, it was even more forced to make Feng Qingyang's body unstable, and he was in danger under the counterattack of Yue Buqun's light purple sword.

It was not so much a gang qi cover, but rather an unpredictable invisible force field within three feet of Yue Buqun's body, rebounding, concussing, shifting, denting, absorbing, impacting, pulling, and other forces circulating alternately, sometimes chaotic, sometimes orderly, enough to make any offensive unsustainable......

No matter how wonderful the moves and strength of the wind clear, the sharpness of the Qingfeng sword has never broken into within a foot of Yue Buqun's body, but Yue Buqun's light purple sword has repeatedly approached Feng Qingyang's skin.

The original style of the sword path was deeply influenced by Dugu Jiujian, and he favored the hearty attack without defense, but at this moment, in the face of this strange force field, any move will be deformed and out of shape, and returning in vain is secondary, and sending himself into an embarrassment is even more embarrassing.

For the first time in his life, Feng Qingyang felt that attacking was a chore......

The three-foot aura around Yue Buqun's body is more like a moat, isolating the two of them in two spaces, any of his attacks must first be hindered and weakened by the aura, and there is no gap, but Yue Buqun's own attack has no effect, but can rely on the interference of the aura when he attacks, so that his flaws are infinitely magnified, which is more conducive to Yue Buqun finding a gap!

Leave the enemy with no way to attack, but the enemy will be exposed to the ...... No wonder it's called 'Infernal God'!

Feng Qingyang's heart floated with a faint understanding, and he was extremely uncomfortable and depressed for a while......

Yue Buqun seemed to be aware of it, and persuaded aloud again: "Uncle Feng...... You'd better stop immediately and follow me back to Chaoyang Peak!

Seeing that noon is approaching, the big guys are looking forward to us going back for New Year's dinner, I don't want them to wait for a long time......"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, but instead accelerated the offensive as if angry, and in an instant, the stone room was full of green mangs, and the figures were heavy, and the green mangs that were overwhelming and seemed to be real and virtual seemed to completely submerge Yue Buqun.

But Yue Buqun has long been accustomed to Dongfang Undefeated's endless offensive that has no beginning and no end, and is mysterious and unpredictable, and Feng Qingyang's body speed and sword speed are far inferior to Dongfang Undefeated, not to mention that Feng Qingyang is old in the end, far less energetic than Dongfang Undefeated, and it is difficult for such an offensive to last......

Therefore, Yue Buqun was not afraid at all, but had time to remind, "Uncle Feng...... The disciple is offended!"

With a light drink, Yue Buqun's eyes were bright, the aura around him changed immediately, the air seemed to be distorted, and a trace of purple qi suddenly surfaced, and the fierce aura exploded......

Feng Qingyang's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly retreated, but Yue Buqun followed him like a shadow, approaching closely, and the purple qi around his body was like a thousand strands of fine sword qi, attacking all the big points in front of Feng Qingyang's body.

At first glance, the thickness and size of these purple qi are about the same, but when Feng Qingyang's fingertips swayed infinite sword qi to resist, he found that these purple qi were rigid and soft, light and heavy, and more virtual and real......

That feeling of air distortion was the refraction of light when the transparent qi was transformed into tangible sword qi!

But in an instant, with the clear ears and eyes and the sensitivity of the senses, it is difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real, even if you try your best to resist, you are still in a hurry, and you have suffered a lot of dark losses, and you are muffled!

When they retreated and entered, the figures of the two rubbed over the stone table in the center of the stone room, and the purple qi was vertical and horizontal, only sweeping from the corner of the stone table, and a puff of stone powder was silently dispersed there......

After the two of them, the corner of the stone table disappeared without a trace, and the gap was like a knife cutting, extremely smooth.

Finally, Feng Qingyang couldn't defend well, and his left chest was exposed, and Yue Buqun's long-standing Yiyang finger power was light, and he sneered...... Wen Run's fingers reached him, and he immediately sealed his 'Tianchi Acupoint'!

But when he saw the wind blowing and his body was shocked, he stopped moving.

The air around Yue Buqun's body distorted again, and the purple qi dissipated like fireflies in an instant, and the fierce momentum also disappeared without a trace, revealing Yue Buqun's handsome and graceful posture as warm as jade......

Seeing this scene, even with a clear heart, he couldn't help but have a strange feeling that the murderous demon turned into an ethereal and merciful immortal in an instant!

"My 'Innate Sword Gang' tastes good, right?" Yue Buqun said, raising his hand and clicking on the Ren Vein acupoints in the clear wind, sealing his true qi running. (To be continued.) )