Ji Feng's words fell, and everyone's music stopped abruptly, but seeing the flying sword passing by, the girl lost her voice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn an instant, dozens of great heads rolled down, musical instruments such as qin and serier staggered, and warm and smelly liquid flowed all over the Temple of Heaven.

On the days of nine cold days, a layer of mist came out of the Temple of Heaven because of the warm blood all over the place, and the faint aroma of women's fat powder was mixed with the fishy smell, which was disgusting.

In the face of a group of beauties, he pulled out a knife to kill people, which was tantamount to burning a piano and cooking a crane, but Ji Feng had no mercy, and the moon was empty.

"Decisive, good, good, peerless edge!" After the flying sword cut off the head of the girl in the Temple of Heaven, it hung above Yue Qingkong's head, and could be cut off at any time, but Yue Qingkong still applauded calmly, making people unable to see through whether it was a trick or fearless.

Ji Feng took a step forward, blood splattered on the ground, the sword light flashed, the flying sword slashed across Yue Qingkong's cheek, and a hair-thick blood stain bloomed on Yue Qingkong's face, Ji Feng twisted his eyebrows and asked:

"Is Xiao Yi dead?"

Yue Qingkong seemed to be unconscious, and still sighed: "It is a peerless edge, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Ji Feng raised his eyebrows, a wisp of killing marks climbed up the corner of his eyes, no longer hesitated, his left hand waved quickly, the flying sword suddenly burst out, and he was about to cut off his head in front of Yue Qingkong.

"Wow!" Yue Qingkong took a few steps back, and suddenly a long sword in his hand was in front of him.

Ji Feng's pupils contracted suddenly, and there were three points of fear in his eyes, the speed of the flying sword was already extremely fast, but the moon was even faster, in just a moment, a long sword slipped out of his sleeve, and then swung the sword to block, still calmly blocking the sword.

Ji Feng has always had a trace of fear of Yue Qingkong, he rarely has people who can't see through it, but this national teacher can't see through it at all, when he passed by Yunhua City, he just wanted to flee far away, if it wasn't for the fact that this matter was related to Master Xiao Yi, Ji Feng was still reluctant to make a move on him.

With this move, Ji Feng concluded that this month Qingkong was also a monk, and there was at least a seventh-order cultivation of condensation, and the sword of Fang Cai would not be able to be taken by a martial artist in the world no matter what. However, Ji Feng was not ready to retreat at this time, because the cold steel shark sheath cloud sword in Yue Qingkong's hand was a little worn and full of cloud patterns,

It is Xiao Yi's portable sword "Snow Hidden"!

"It's a pity, I shouldn't have let you go to the Far North in the first place, and the swords that couldn't be used by me should have been destroyed. Xiao Yi, you made me soft once, but you left me with a biggest enemy!" Yue Qingkong shook his head and sighed.

Ji Feng was furious, his mind moved, and the flying sword slashed towards the moon again.

Looking at the sword flying towards him, Yue Qingkong did not hurry to wipe the blood on his cheeks, but he didn't look at Ji Feng squarely, and he was disdainful in his gestures.

The tip of the sword was only one foot away from Yue Qingkong's body, and with a mutation, Yue Qingkong's body suddenly condensed into a white shield, blocking the way of the flying sword. The white shield took shape in an instant, and there was still a trace of ethereal from a distance, but it was extremely tough, and the flying sword could not move after piercing half a foot.

Ji Feng's eyebrows were shocked, this white shield was actually made of countless filaments, and it was the Moon Spirit Silk, the best material for brocade Moon Spirit Light Yarn in Izumo Country.

I never thought that this silk was such an excellent carrier for holding spiritual power, but what made Ji Feng even more shocked was Yue Qingkong's ability to manipulate spiritual power, so many filaments were instantly entangled into a shield, how exquisite this ability to manipulate spiritual power should be, it was unimaginable!

Ji Feng felt a chill in his heart, shook his hand, and dragged the dragon teeth to the ground at will, the long knife seemed to understand Ji Feng's murderous intentions, and became bloodthirsty. The blood continued to climb up the blade until it filled out the rough but soft surface of the blade.

After the blade became smooth with blood, the blade overflowed with hideous light in the shattered shadow, and reflected Ji Feng's angry face.

Hurrying, dragging the knife quickly, Ji Feng went straight to the moon to clear the sky. While running, Ji Feng manipulated the flying sword to break away from the white shield and waited above Yue Qingkong's head, his cold sword light was as shrewd as an eagle's eye, staring at his prey.

The flying sword and the dragon tooth shot together, Ji Feng attacked on both sides, Yue Qingkong waved his hand, and dozens of silks faced Ji Feng, the puppet technique that I thought was witchcraft turned out to be like this. Ji Feng raised his knife to meet the attack, and the silk intersected with the dragon teeth.

"Keng!" Ji Feng did not roll the silk with the momentum of Mount Tai, the moment it hit, Ji Feng felt as if the silk was as hard as steel, and the yellow light on the almost white silk flashed, and the long texture was immediately shattered into points of light.

After this texture disappeared, the silk that hit Ji Feng suddenly softened, Ji Feng was overjoyed, and he moved forward again, intending to cut off the silk, but when the dragon tooth stopped castration and was about to enter, the other silk suddenly came, and the dragon tooth was crooked again.

Followed by a stormy attack, the silk was almost pervasive, Ji Feng tried his best, but he could barely resist, but he couldn't avoid retreating.

"Damn!" Ji Feng gritted his teeth, facing the fact that Yue Qingkong was completely at a disadvantage, and his heart was filled with a sense of weakness. Ji Feng waved his hand and roared, "Break it for me!" Ji Feng gathered all his spiritual power in his arm, and used all his strength to make the flying sword, the flying sword stabbed down suddenly, and the wind was galloping, and the eagle finally showed its sharp claws.

Yue Qingkong finally took a few steps back, with a wave of his long sleeves, several silk lines blocked in front of him, but this time the strength of the flying sword was also quite strong, the collision of the silk only slightly slowed down its speed, and the flying sword still stubbornly stabbed at Yue Qingkong.

The sword is unexpectedly as steep as the cold wind, the moon is empty, and it is unavoidable, and suddenly the body can avoid the flying sword, and the moon is empty and haggard, thinking that it is fragile, but the speed of the body's reaction is not bad. However, although he avoided the flying sword, Yueqing's robe left a foot-long opening.

Yue Qingkong's eyes opened suddenly, and a white shadow appeared in the corner of his eye, staring at Ji Feng like a dead person. As soon as Yue Qing clenched his empty hand, countless silks suddenly appeared on the ground, as if mushrooms had sprung up after a rain, and in an instant, they were tangled into a ball and rushed towards the flying sword.

The undulating silks around the moon clear were like waves, throwing one frightening wave after another, and the flying sword was in danger in it, and it would be swallowed up at any time. The eagle struck the sky, and Ji Feng manipulated the flying sword to turn sharply, wanting to break away, but the silk fought bravely and took the lead in entangling the hilt of the sword.

When the flying sword was entangled, Ji Feng had already broken through the silk that was as sharp as a needle before, and Canglongya swung his knife and rushed straight to the empty door of the moon. Yue Qingkong was restrained by the flying sword and delayed some thoughts, but the reaction was also extremely fast, and countless silk jets appeared from behind him again, as if this silk was inexhaustible.

Ji Feng did not flinch, relying on spiritual power and the strength of his arms, he was about to cut over the moon and clear the sky with a two-pronged approach. The silk also continued to spread out and entangle into a shield, at first glance, the white hair was three thousand zhang, and the silk looked like the gray hair that grew on the top of the head of the moon clearing.

Canglong's teeth were monstrous, and they cut off three layers of silk, but they had to stop, the silk was extremely tough, and the strength of the long knife was difficult.

At this moment, the silk shield in front of Ji Feng and Yue Qingkong was already a foot thick, obscuring the sight of the two, although the two were not far apart, they could only hear each other's footsteps, Ji Feng couldn't be sure if he had cut Yue Qingkong.

Suddenly, Ji Feng's mind turned, his right hand suddenly exploded, and the friction between the bones and muscles exploded with a sound like fried beans, and at this time, Ji Feng's right arm was also coiled with a layer of pale cyan spiritual power, and these two forces were all attached to the dragon teeth. Ji Feng burst into a shout, leaned over, and fiercely pushed the dragon tooth through the white shield, and the dragon tooth did not enter the handle of the knife before stopping.

After a while, there was still no sound on the side of the white shield, but the silk began to loosen, Ji Feng was happy in his heart, this knife must have been stabbed! But this joy only lasted for a moment, and a sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart, and he was startled into a cold sweat, as if he was in a ghost.

Ji Feng hurriedly retreated, but the moon cleared faster, and the "Snow Hide" also pierced through the white shield and stabbed Ji Feng's head, Ji Feng avoided the fatal sword because of his previous intuition, but he was inevitably slashed on the cheek.

Hidden in the snow, uncertain, once attacked, it is extremely powerful, one of Xiao Yi's best swordsmanship, as his master Yue Qingkong, how can he not understand the essence of it?!

Ji Feng leaned back to avoid this sword, and the moment he flew out upside down, Ji Feng's right foot kicked on the handle of Canglongya's knife and retreated with strength, while Canglongya suddenly penetrated the white shield because of this force and rushed out.

The right foot is the third part of Ji Feng's whole body that runs through the meridians, and this is also the opportunity for Ji Feng to step into the seventh order of Qi Condensation, Ji Feng's foot also relies on spiritual power and physical strength, and his momentum is even more than before!

The moment Ji Feng landed, the white shield in front of Yue Qingkong's body also fell down, Ji Feng quickly glanced at it, and sent Yue Qingkong back a few steps, barely holding on, and a narrow cut was drawn on his chest, but there was still no blood, Ji Feng only saw that there was a golden texture in the robe that was hidden for a while.

Golden Dao Pattern!

Ji Feng immediately recognized this texture, which was not a rigid copy of the supreme pattern, but a texture that led to a "tenacious" spirituality. Yue Qingkong has such an attainment in texture, then he is at least a Dao Pattern Spirit Master.