Shen Fusheng's tone of speech gradually strengthened, and in the end, it was basically a shout that came out, the sound was rolling, and then the knife in his hand was raised flatly, and suddenly turned into a huge light and shadow, as if there was a whistling sound of the wind, accompanied by the whining sound of the waves rolling upside down, and he saw that the Bufeng who was not in good condition slashed out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, the four Sword Xuange disciples also flashed in shape, and several of them stood in different directions before his attack was struck, and the swords in their hands were also shining brightly, invisibly, as if they had an inexplicable connection with Shen Fusheng.

"Hou Lei, can't you come yet?" hurriedly shouted, Hou Lei, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree behind him, was full of excitement, gritted his teeth when he heard the words, and the only remaining arm clenched the long sword and joined the battle group.

The standing positions of the six people formed a strange pattern, among which Shen Fusheng's attack power suddenly increased several times, and the "Canglang Sword Slash" roared, with the blessing of the combined attack formation, this blow was extremely powerful, even a few grades stronger than the previous move.

Bu Feng's pale face swelled with firmness at this moment, and when his eyes opened and closed, the majestic knife momentum emerged again, and the chaos of the long knife dance in his hand saw the chaotic cloak technique.

The originally escaping sword aura instantly became a lot more restrained, and with the appearance of one after another sword rays, just the powerful attack suddenly added a trace of the extremely mysterious and domineering aura, which made the face of the person on the opposite side change greatly.

He ...... He was able to integrate his sword momentum into his attack moves?What a strong comprehension ......" Someone was so surprised that he blurted out in amazement.

Shen Fusheng, who presided over the joint attack formation, became more and more ugly, and his eyes were full of jealousy, "You must die today!"

As soon as the words fell, the attacks of the two collided, seemingly chaotic, but the scattered sword rays always hit Shen Fusheng's sword shadow at an extremely tricky angle.

With each impact, the power of the sword contained within it would escape a point, constantly weakening his attacks.

Shen Fusheng's knife style was blocked again and again, and his mind moved, and the voice of everyone was transmitted, and the strength of his hands unconsciously increased, and the huge sword shadow that drummed the sound of the waves condensed again, trying in vain to break through the sword momentum in the sky and attack its body.

Bu Feng gritted his teeth, which Cheng thought that under the combined attack formation of three swords and three swords on the opposite side, the power of the attack could skyrocket to this extent, and he was shocked in his heart, but he was barely able to maintain the sword of the chaotic cloak in his hand, but it was also extremely reluctant.

"Let's see how long you can carry it" Shen Fusheng said rampantly, and the six of them exerted force again, the knife style was even more fierce, and they were approaching the step seal inch by inch, as if they were going to cut it into two pieces in the next second.

At this moment, the wind was howling, and the battle situation of the rising air waves suddenly changed, the breath of the three swords and three swords suddenly stagnated, and the fierce attack immediately weakened most of it, Shen Fusheng frowned, and just about to scold, he suddenly heard a scream from his own camp.

The rich golden light obscured everyone's sight, and in a trance, a position in the combined attack formation suddenly burst out with bright red bloodstains, and the energy of this point was immediately unbalanced, and everyone secretly screamed that it was not good, and the knife move that had just been condensed exploded, except for Shen Fusheng, who took a few steps back and turned pale, the rest of the people all flew out upside down, and blood sprayed all the way.

"It's you!" Shen Fu gritted his teeth angrily, looking at Hou Lei, who was silent and fell to the ground and died, a pair of eyes seemed to erupt with fire, "Good you despicable bastard, kill my Sword Xuange disciple five times, and do me a big deal......."

Speaking of this, Shen Fusheng's hatred was monstrous, he had just been eaten by the energy of the combined attack formation, and his body was not lightly injured, and his breath was a little sluggish, but he did not weaken his momentum at all.

"Compared with you bullying subordinates, despicable and obscene words don't seem to be on my head, what do you think?" Yang Xuan sneered with a smile, the light on the long sword was restrained, and he was playing with a ring-shaped with a simple shape in his hand.

Shen Fusheng was furious, his face turned from blue to black, for so many years, no one had dared to talk to him like this, as if a raging fire was burning in his heart, and he wanted to burn to death the person in front of him who dared to disobey him.

Yang Xuan's face remained unchanged, and he flashed back to Bu Feng's side, took out a Compound Body Pill and Hui Yuan Pill and gave it to him, and said softly, "You have consumed too much, and now you are not suitable for frequent use of knife postures."

Then he handed over the Sumeru ring obtained from Hou Lei, "Take this well, restore the true yuan as soon as possible, this idiot will be handed over to me"

Bu Feng groaned slightly, the medicinal power of the pill dissolved in the body, repairing the injuries and the over-consumed true yuan, but it seemed that it would take a while to recover, although he was strong and wanted to try the effect of the fusion of the new martial arts and the sword posture, but he didn't expect the other party to be so tricky, but the power of the new move finally had a concept.

"Be careful"

Yang Xuan nodded lightly, turned around and watched the tip of the knife touch the ground, standing there sneering Shen Fusheng, worthy of being a master of the half-step Tibetan realm, just a moment of effort, the previous injured state has fully recovered.

"No matter how you discuss, today's result will not change, you will ......all die," Yin Yin said these words, Shen Fu's long knife shook, his figure disappeared in a flash, and a low light drink suddenly sounded on the empty field.

Before the words of "Covering the Clouds and Hidden Traces" fell, the air suddenly stopped flowing, and all the hustle and bustle fell silent, and the extremely strange scene made Yang Xuan stunned, and it was difficult to detect his figure for a while.

It was as if a large living person had vanished out of thin air, and there was nothing in perception.

Suddenly, the energy of heaven and earth became dynamic in an instant, and the soft air became extremely heavy in an instant, as if a weight of 10,000 tons had fallen on the body.

At this time, not only the physical action, but even the circulation of the true element in the body was slightly sluggish, Yang Xuan's face turned slightly red, and he concentrated on perceiving everything in the field, but his mouth said.

"The name is good, you guys, the martial arts of the Sword Xuange...... is very good at vassal elegance......" Under the heavy pressure, it is extremely difficult to spit out every word, and it seems that this sudden huge pressure cannot be avoided, and can only be shaken hard by the strength of the flesh.

Suddenly, Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, a little cold light quietly disappeared, the true yuan in his body stared at the pressure surging out, the golden light on the sword body was flourishing, and there was a faint thunder flickering in the middle, but it was extremely faint.

"Found you!" Mo Yun tassel ......" Yang Xuan moved up, pulling out a string of golden afterimages that were enough to be fake, and slightly avoided the sudden flash of a snow-bright blade.

"The sword blade makes the ink thunder chaotic" shouted quite imposingly, Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly sharpened, the sword blade made a pen, stained with a rich golden true yuan, and connected the dots, all of which fell in the empty space where the blade appeared.

With such a stirring of the true element, the air fluctuated for a while, revealing Shen Fusheng's slightly stunned expression.

Yang Xuan smiled confidently, his lips and teeth were light, and the "explosion" followed by a continuous explosion, only to see his figure retreat sharply for a moment, and the long knife in his hand kept waving, blocking this powerful power again and again.

"Don't go, you can take my move too!" Yang Xuan shouted, connecting the dots under his feet, and his speed also skyrocketed, and he came to the front in an instant, and the sword dance did not stop, and his tongue did not stop.

"Hold the pen to make the ink shadow, raise the sword to fight the demons" Yang Xuan advanced with a sword, the true yuan was surging all over, the cold light was Huohuo, and several swords were slashed in an instant, and the sword and sword directly hit the vital points around Shen Fusheng's body, which was extremely powerful.

"A thousand difficulties and sorrows, ten thousand dangers of true heroes" sword style changed again, the rich golden true yuan shook out from the tip of the sword, incarnated into tens of millions, suspended above and below its four directions, forming a cage condensed by the true yuan, Shen Fusheng was tired of dodging, the panic of the long knife dance, but the sound of indifferent thoughts sounded in his ears.

"The old bookish atmosphere, raise your eyes to look at the present" The eyes suddenly flashed cold, and the sharp breath changed, and it became a little more elegant and weak, and the golden true yuan in the sky was hooked into a line, containing such a contradictory momentum, slowly approaching Shen Fusheng.

"Ascending immortals are thousands of miles away, and the white bones are messy with basil"

After the last sentence, Yang Xuan put away his sword and stood up, a piece of gold in front of him seemed to stop in place, and instantly burst out with a speechless speed, Zhenyuan faintly formed a spiral, stirring the slightest wind, as if this space was being torn apart, and the speed had skyrocketed several times, which was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The pale golden thunder rays were particularly conspicuous at this moment, like an anomaly produced by the friction between the true element and the air, which was extremely gorgeous.

Shen Fusheng's face was shocked, this strange young man's words came suddenly, he was completely unprepared, and the strange attack in front of him gave him an indescribable sense of crisis, he had reason to believe that if he was careless, even if he did not die, he would definitely be seriously injured.

In a hurry, Shen Fusheng shouted in a low voice, "Yunlan Stacked Waves" for a while, and the sea of clouds seemed to be diffused in the field, and the knife type was wave after wave, surging and rushing, and then colliding violently.

"No, this is ......" He is the person who has been trained by the Sword Xuan Pavilion with some means, although he responded in a hurry, but in the short moment of energy collision, he sensed the extraordinaryness of the golden light attack.

"Spiral Force...... This one...... Attributes?You actually comprehended attributes?" Shen Fusheng was shocked, realizing that something was wrong, and his body quickly retreated, but it was still a step too late.

Just when he had just discovered, there was a sudden earth-shattering explosion in front of him, and the energy escaped in all directions, like a sharp arrow flying into the air, and in an instant, the surrounding tree trunks and boulders were full of holes, and then exploded.

Not to mention Shen Fusheng, who was closer to the center of the explosion, his face turned pale in an instant, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his brows were furrowed, and he reacted in an instant to raise his knife to block, slashing left and right, but he was a little stretched, and his body was hit by this aftermath from time to time, and a small wound appeared, and blood flowed sideways.

After a while, the residual energy dissipated, the scene was a mess, Shen Fusheng supported the ground with a knife, and kept panting, his clothes were broken, and he was stained with blood, and he could only hide his body, which was extremely embarrassing.

On the other hand, Yang Xuan, the situation is somewhat more limited, his face is pale, his body trembles slightly, thinking that the blow just now has a lot of shock to him, fortunately, there is mental arithmetic, the golden thunder attribute of Zhenyuan, and the attack secret method obtained a long time ago, the effect of the burst is amazingly good.

After a long time, Shen Fusheng raised his head slightly, and looked at the other party with a gloomy face, "What kind of ghost move did you just have?"

"Just allow you to sell your sword and Xuange to make a name for yourself, and don't allow others to chant poems and do it right?" Yang Xuan smiled slightly, "I don't know how my Confucian immortal poem compares to yours, what clouds and waves are stacked, what clouds are hidden and so on?"