Qingniu Ridge was originally a remote hill on Funiu Mountain, which had been here for thousands of years, but this time because of the competition between Lin Yu and Qi Fei, it entered the sight of almost all the people in the rivers and lakes.

On a relatively flat clearing, a young man in white stood with a sword, his clear eyes were as sharp as a sword, and his expression was full of murderous intent, and around him there were thousands of people in the rivers and lakes who came to join in the fun. A few of them stand out the most.

The first one is naturally Qi Fei's father, Qi Mucheng, the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa, I saw him holding a slightly white beard and looking at Qi Fei with a serious expression.

The second is Emei's Heavenly Absolute Master, the Heavenly Absolute Master is expressionless, standing with his hands in his hands, looking indifferent. Originally, she didn't want to mix this with right and wrong, but the two sons of Hidden Sword Villa kindly invited, and she couldn't help but give people this face, and she also wanted to see the same, which one is better, this Lin Yu's Qingfeng Nine Swords and Qi Fei's Imperial Sword Guiding Thunder Technique?

The third is the Sanli Dao Leader of the Kongtong Sect, who saw his expression as a profiteer, scanning everything around him. Because some time ago, Lin Yu repeatedly made him lose face on top of his fellow martial artists on Mount Huashan, and this time he planned to see Lin Yu make a fool of himself.

The fourth is the ethereal master of Shaolin Temple, who was dressed in a big Buddha robe, clasped his hands together, and said in a very solemn voice: "Amitabha!"

The fifth person is no stranger to Lin Yu. The son of the Ximen family in Jiangnan, the snow drifts in the West Gate. I saw that he was dressed in snow white, and his cold face seemed to be full of flowers, and countless young women fell for it.

The sixth person is also a famous figure, the Central Plains Wind Chasing Swordsman, the crane soars into the sky. He Chongtian has always had a goal, that is, to become the first swordsman in the Central Plains, and this time he naturally came for this goal.

The seventh person is naturally afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and he saw him looking at the direction of the Qingniu Inn with interest, and said secretly in his heart: Lin Yu, I see how you escaped from my palm this time?

Originally, there was a position for the eighth person, but Ouyang Sheng, the first whip in the world, had been killed by the people of the Divine Sword Gate in Funiu Town yesterday, so naturally he would not come. Otherwise, all the people here will probably be scared away by him.

Although it is said that the fire in July, but the sun in July of Funiu Mountain is still very scorching, it is not yet noon, and it is no longer called when it is hot, and people with strong internal strength can also resist the spicy sun with internal force, and those who are slightly worse in martial arts are already sweating.

An old man wiped the beads of sweat on his face with his sleeve, and said to the person next to him: "Why hasn't this Lin Yu come yet, won't he be afraid, don't dare to come!"

The other person shook his head and said, "I don't think so, Lin Yu is a disciple of the old man Qingfeng no matter what, and he still has a divine weapon like the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, since he has agreed, he will definitely come." ”

Before his words fell, he saw a person next to him shaking a fan and smiling coldly: "Not necessarily, the Sword's Thunder Guiding Technique is a set of extremely domineering swordsmanship, which can cause thunder and ten thousand strikes to be used, even if his Lin Yu swordsmanship is powerful, it is definitely not the opponent of this heavenly thunder and lightning." ”

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Just when everyone was talking, a black figure swished, like a bird, and entered everyone's sight.

Seeing the person coming, everyone was shocked in their hearts, because this person was not Lin Yu, but Ah Feng.

Qi Fei's expression raised a hint of incomprehension, and he asked coldly, "Why are you, Lin Yu?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ah Feng's mouth, and said, "Brother Lin said, a clown like you is not worth his shot, so let me and I come and deal with it casually." ”

Before Ah Feng's words fell, Qi Fei's anger immediately jumped three feet high, and he shouted coldly: "Arrogance, I think it's him Lin Yu who is scared and doesn't dare to come!"

Ah Feng's black eyes flashed with a light as sharp as a sharp sword, and then he smiled coldly, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to fight me?"

Qi Fei smiled coldly and said, "It's a joke, I'll be afraid of you." ”

Ah Feng responded: "Since you are not afraid, then why bother talking so much useless nonsense." ”

Qi Fei snorted angrily and shouted: "Since you want to come and find death, then I will fulfill you, kill you first, and then behead Lin Yu!"

Ah Feng snorted coldly and shouted, "What an arrogant tone, I want to see, what can you do to kill me?"

Qi Fei's two eyes suddenly burst into flames, and he shouted angrily: "Okay, then I'll let you see how I killed you today." ”

After speaking, he raised the sword in his hand, crossed the air, and said: "The sword in my hand, called Broken Water, was made by the three top swordsmiths of my Tibetan Sword Villa with ten thousand years of undersea Xuanjing Iron for seven hundred and forty-nine days, three feet and nine inches long, and weak cicada wings. ”

Qi Fei had just finished introducing the sword in his hand, and the onlookers seemed to have exploded, spending so much manpower and material resources, the power might not be weaker than Lin Yu's Qingfeng Sword, presumably only the Tibetan Sword Villa could have such a big hand to create such a sword that could cut Lang Kaishan.

Listening to everyone's discussions, Qi Fei looked at Ah Feng very proudly, and asked coldly, "Where are your blades?"

Ah Feng touched the jet-black broken knife when he heard this, as if he was patting his brother's shoulder, raised it slightly, and said: "My knife is not as famous as your water breaking sword, it is a broken knife that people don't use, and I picked it up and used it temporarily." ”

Ah Feng's words were undoubtedly a big stone thrown into the pot of boiling water, and directly smashed the pot to pieces, and people who didn't know how Ah Feng was fine all pointed at him and said that he was not self-conscious, purely looking for death, and they all had a gloating expression, intending to see how he died.

However, the expressions on the faces of Ximen Piaoxue and Jun Buregret, who had seen Ah Feng's shot, were still the same, especially Jun Buregret, there was a thin layer of cold frost condensed between his eyebrows, and his two eyes glanced at Ah Feng like a yin owl hovering in mid-air ready to feed, and then his eyes fell on Qi Fei's body.

I saw Qi Fei's smug expression just now, which darkened in an instant, drank angrily, and even said a few "good" words, then suddenly waved the water-breaking sword in his hand, and suddenly saw a waterfall falling from the sky, which made people tremble when they saw it.

Seeing this scene, Ah Feng said secretly: Such a strong sword qi is worthy of being a famous sword made by the Tibetan Sword Villa. Thinking of this, he glanced at his jet-black broken knife again, and a smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: "Brother, don't embarrass me this time!"

Qi Fei raised his sword angrily, a raging flame burned on his expression, and shouted angrily: "Make a move!"

Ah Feng didn't answer, there was still a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't seem to care about it on his expression.

The two stood opposite each other, each sword and a knife also responded to the call of the master, ready to fight at any time!

Under the sunlight, the Broken Water Sword shone with a dazzling cold light, as if it was not a blade that would drink blood, but more like a precious treasure, dazzling.

Compared with Qi Fei's Broken Water Sword, Ah Feng's jet-black Broken Sword is dull, and the contrast between the two is like that of the best jasper and black stone, which is simply a heaven and an underground.

The sword qi struck, the leaves drifted to the ground, and the whole earth was slaughtered, and even the sun in the sky felt the compelling sword qi, and was so frightened that it hid behind the thick clouds.

Sou!

A dazzling cold light flashed, like a meteor piercing the night, piercing the sky and stabbing straight towards Ah Feng's throat!

The black broken knife in Ah Feng's hand swung hard, and he slashed Yunling directly with one move!

The sword aura is like a rainbow, and the sword is like a tiger!

Bang!

In mid-air, the swords clashed, and the sword shadow and sword fire were sprinkled all over the ground in an instant!

Seeing this scene, Qi Fei's expression changed slightly, and then he said coldly: "You really have some ability, but this ability alone is far from enough. ”

Ah Feng snorted coldly and said with a smile: "Whether my ability is enough or not, I don't have to worry about you, you better worry about yourself a little more, maybe if you are not careful, you will become my ghost under the knife." ”

Qi Fei snorted coldly and said, "What a big breath, then I'll see how many swords you can take me?"

When the words fell, I saw that the water breaking sword in Qi Fei's hand was like a poisonous snake, wrapped around the jet-black broken knife three times. The tip of the sword that shone with cold light was like a snake's head, spitting blood-red snake letters, wanting to bite Ah Feng's throat.

Seeing this situation, Ah Feng was very unhappy and hurriedly retreated.

How could Qi Fei let go of such a great opportunity, and he chased straight after him!

If Ah Feng Zhilu continued like this, it wouldn't take a few rounds before he would definitely be killed by him. Suddenly, I saw a soaring black mist rise from his arm, and suddenly the entire black broken knife was surrounded by a faint black gas, and Qi Fei's water broken sword seemed to be glued, and it couldn't be pulled out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ah Feng turned his backhand, and even if the jet-black broken knife made a few turns in mid-air, the water-breaking sword that was stubbornly wrapped around it was suddenly thrown away.

Qi Fei took a few steps back abruptly, avoiding the faint black aura that suddenly emerged from above Ah Feng's jet-black broken knife. I saw that my originally clear water sword was as clear as a mirror, and it was as muddy as a layer of black mist.

Seeing this scene, Qi Fei suddenly adjusted his true qi, gathered on the blade of the Broken Water Sword, and then swung it hard, and the faint black mist above swished, like a ball of black lightning, forcing towards Ah Feng.

Ah Feng jumped up like a dragonfly touching water, waved the black broken knife and slashed straight down.

Rumble!

The black lightning suddenly disappeared under his blade, and a rumbling explosion sounded!

At this moment, Qi Fei's water-breaking sword had already pierced the void with a swish, stabbing towards Ah Feng's lower body.

Seeing this scene, Ah Feng secretly scolded despicable, but he couldn't use any strength in mid-air, so he directly turned over with a harrier and took dozens of steps back.

Qi Fei didn't intend to give Ah Feng the slightest chance to breathe, and the water sword in his hand swung out in the air, and a sword curtain like a waterfall was connected to the sky, and suddenly rushed towards Ah Feng.

Seeing this scene, Ah Feng couldn't help frowning tightly, and the arm holding the knife suddenly rose up with a surging black gas, and the jet-black broken knife was also shrouded in a faint black mist, and then he waved hard in the air, and a sweeping army swept towards the sword curtain that rushed up.

The jet-black broken knife shrouded in a faint black mist was like being stained with ink, and as soon as it encountered the waterfall water curtain, the water curtain, which was originally as clear as a mirror, was dyed black.

After a moment of stalemate, only a bang was heard, and the sword qi water curtain suddenly exploded like a rolling black cloud. The resulting air flow suddenly rippled out in the form of water.

"Retreat quickly, luck protects your heart!" saw this scene and hurriedly reminded an experienced Jianghu master.

But before his words fell, he only heard a wail, and those with a slightly stronger internal force could barely resist the black qi, and those with a slightly weaker internal force or no internal strength, the black qi Lang just touched the body, and it directly penetrated into their bones, and the light ones were all destroyed, and they became a waste person from then on, and the heavy ones died directly on the spot......

Seeing this scene, Qi Fei's figure took a few steps back, raised the Water Breaking Sword, snorted coldly, and said, "It seems that I really underestimate you, I don't believe in the Sword's Thunder Channeling Technique, you can still break it." ”

Hearing this, Ah Feng's brows frowned tightly, he still knew a little bit about the sword and thunder technique, this was the most domineering swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes. With this swordsmanship, the Yue Lei Dao people swept through the entire Central Plains martial arts, and in just one month, they killed the top thirty-three sword masters on the rivers and lakes at that time, which was even more terrifying. At that time, everyone in the rivers and lakes was in danger, and those who learned swords also abandoned swords and learned other blades one after another.

However, later, because two of his disciples wanted to seek this sword lightning channeling technique, he took advantage of his retreat and cultivation to suddenly attack and kill him, and the upper and lower parts of the sword lightning channeling technique fell into the hands of his two apprentices respectively.

Later, his two apprentices were assassinated because of their lack of learning and because of the crime of Huaibi, and the Edgeworth Thunder Trick disappeared from the rivers and lakes. At that time, the major forces in the rivers and lakes began to look for it as if they were crazy, and there were rumors that whoever practiced this sword and thunder trick was the martial arts supreme, making the entire rivers and lakes a bloody storm, but no one found it, and the sword thunder trick seemed to have evaporated in the world. Unexpectedly, decades later, Qi Fei inadvertently found some of them, and it was still a small success.

Thinking of this, Ah Feng didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, frowned slightly, the jet-black broken knife in his hand was raised slightly, ready to fight at any time, his two eyes stared at the water broken sword in Qi Fei's hand like a sharp sword that had just been unsheathed. He knew that at this critical moment, as long as he was the slightest careless, he would be blown into powder by the heavenly thunder......