On the other side of the battle, Bu Feng was exhausted under the siege of the four Sword Xuange disciples on the left and right, and he had already suffered many injuries, and a black shirt was tightly attached to his body, dripping with blood. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was no trace of blood on his pale face, and his legs and feet were shaking, but he was still barely supporting.

Yang Xuan's expression changed instantly, gloomy and terrifying, "If we have to find a way, it will be very bad for us to drag it out any longer!"

Shen Fusheng on the opposite side seemed to be light and light, but he had successively suffered the invasion of the sword momentum and the backlash of the combined attack formation being broken, and he was also a little weak at the moment.

He didn't expect that his half-step cultivation of the Tibetan realm would be deflated several times in the hands of these two little cultivators whose cultivation was far inferior to his own, and one of these two people controlled the sword momentum, and the other actually comprehended the attributes, and his strength was not idle.

They are all talented talents, if they don't have their own team members, they can't really capsize in the gutter this time, but fortunately, the progress is not bad, and it is only a matter of time before they go on and kill them.

Thinking of this, Shen Fusheng's face couldn't help but show an extremely smug smile, and the injuries he had suffered in the previous few encounters seemed to be half healed.

"It seems...... The situation has been decided......" Shen Fusheng smiled, his gaze at Yang Xuan was full of provocation, "Even if you use strange means to break my attack, what can you do?"

Yang Xuan didn't answer, his grim expression lasted for a moment, and he suddenly smiled, which made Shen Fusheng a little confused.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you for being too naïve" As soon as Yang Xuan spoke, he suddenly figured out the joint, and the situation of Bufeng may not be as bad as he seems.

Not for anything else, judging from the previous battle between him and Shen Fusheng, he suffered a lot of shocks and consumed a lot, but he didn't have the kind of big injuries that were really difficult to heal and affected his combat strength too much.

In other words, although he was not as good as he was in his heyday, he was far from being able to defeat the four Sword Xuange disciples who couldn't even resist the chaotic cloak technique he had just learned.

However, he showed weakness to the enemy, and on the surface he was still so miserable, covered in blood and scarred, in the final analysis, there was only one reason...... Blood slaughter! That cultivation method was originally obtained from ancient Tibet.

Although Yang Xuan hadn't seen it, it was not difficult to see the power of this technique from the ghost-faced man Tu Pang De's skills, and there were some more restrictions when he naturally cultivated, and then looking at his footsteps at the moment, the strength of swinging the knife, he was more and more sure of the conjecture in his heart.

However, the authorities are fascinated, but Yang Xuan didn't think of this layer at first, he was really concerned about it, and under such a scene, where would he have the leisure to think about other things? It is precisely the current stalemate situation that can separate a trace of mind and carefully study all the inappropriateness.

"Now, let me have a good time with you, I haven't fully understood the power of the Gap Realm, so it's better to ...... Just practice with you?" There were no worries in his heart, Yang Xuan's entire person's spirit instantly recovered most of it, and his hand crossed a mysterious trajectory in front of the sword itself, and the golden light was flourishing.

Shen Fusheng frowned, he didn't understand that the situation was very clear, where did the confidence and ease of the person in front ......of him come from, "Could it be that you are scared stupid?"

At that moment, he smiled coldly, "Take me to practice, don't be ashamed!" After that, Shen Fusheng danced with the long knife in his right hand again, and recited the words in his mouth, "The clouds are sharp, and the clouds are hidden......"

The surrounding air suddenly stagnated, the clouds in the sky surged, and in an instant, the majestic pressure of the power of ten thousand jun to bully the body came again, and Shen Fusheng disappeared, and there was no trace of the snowy blade.

Yang Xuan was suddenly under this heavy pressure, his face turned red, his teeth were clenched, his body was slightly shorter, and there was a tooth-sore creaking sound from the bones all over his body, as if he was going to be crushed into meat paste by this pressure in the next moment.

In a trance, his eyes seemed to flash with an obscure light, and the golden thunder true yuan extended, completing the broken sword, and then infinite ink spots flew out, fiercely piercing a certain point in the void.

Miraculously, the pressure weakened a little bit, and at this time, a cold light suddenly flashed on his side, and a blade with a cold glow appeared, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and the target was Yang Xuanhou's heart, and he didn't show any mercy.

In an instant, as if sensing the danger, Yang Xuan's slender figure immediately stood straight, his body shook, slightly staggered the landing point of the blade, the divine light flashed in his eyes, and the half-cut sword blade condensed by the true yuan rotated strangely.

The golden thunder mang raged, bursting out with a strong suction force, and the long knife in Shen Fusheng's hand slammed suddenly, and he couldn't move for half a minute for a while.

"This ...... Impossible?" The swirling golden light reflected its shocked expression.

Yang Xuan's face was full of jokes, "There are still many impossible things" As soon as the words fell, seeing his figure, Yang Xuan kicked out, his right leg was castrated like electricity, and he actually kicked out a series of afterimages,

Shen Fusheng's reaction was not unpleasant, encountering such a strange scene, he could also come back to his senses in an instant, and he also had a pair of one-legged feet, in this short period of time, the two of them fought each other with banging fists and feet, and they attacked each other with no less than a hundred moves in a while.

"What a strong physical strength...... In the successive hand-to-hand battles, Shen Fusheng couldn't help but feel slightly frightened, his body made by three transformations actually had a faint tendency to fall behind.

"It can't go on like this......" He thought in his heart, his brain was spinning, and he wanted to get out, but the long knife was extremely tightly bound by its weird true element, and he couldn't move a single inch at all, plus Yang Xuan's offensive was fierce, and it was really difficult to find a hole to fight back.

At this moment, in a trance, he heard a painful snort behind him, as if something had changed in the battle situation over there, Shen Fusheng's expression instantly became solemn, if the kid who controlled the knife had a chance to breathe, then his own side would be in danger.

His mind was racing, and while parrying the fists and feet with fierce wind pressure, the right hand holding the knife suddenly bent up, and he instantly let go of the long knife and pinched a trick.

A light hand suddenly attracted Yang Xuan's attention, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the change in his gesture, his heart was slightly cold, and he was secretly vigilant, and suddenly, there seemed to be a whirring wind in his ears, which was quite powerful, but it was a bit like the coercion of a heavy object.

"It's not good, it's the seal of the mountain" As soon as he thought of this, Yang Xuan Zhenyuan suddenly stopped spinning, and the strange absorbing force disappeared in an instant, and he kicked out in a hurry, kicking on the side of the long knife that had just loosened the restraints, and his body retreated sharply with strength.

In just a breath, a seal the size of a grinding disc suddenly appeared in front of him, roaring and smashing to the side.

Shen Fusheng took out the gap to mobilize the third-order spirit treasure to shake the mountain seal, won an opportunity for himself, got rid of the opponent's offensive, distanced himself from Yang Xuan, and took the opportunity to tilt his head slightly, but saw that the situation of the four disciples who had been beaten by the knife-wielding young man was not optimistic at the moment.

Bu Feng was covered in blood, his eyes were red, the long knife in his hand was wielded extremely advantageously, accompanied by the scarlet ruler long knife, the fierce offensive hit everyone and retreated, and one of the disciples had knife marks all over his body at this moment, and the blood was not stopping, and the state of the other three was also extremely poor, and the offensive and defensive sides were exchanged in an instant.

"A bunch of waste!" scolded hatefully, Shen Fusheng's face darkened, and the uneasiness in his heart became even stronger.

"It's better to care about yourself" Yang Xuan naturally understood the scene over there, and sure enough, he didn't guess wrong, Bu Feng would not be so easily defeated by the hands of the four minions, and then sneered and said frankly.

The blade of the sword in his hand condensed again, and the golden thunder seemed to have strengthened several times in an instant, and he could already easily see the form, and the lightning arc flashed, which meant that there was some power of heaven and earth.

With such a swing of the sword, the debut thunder sword shadow appeared, and the sword shadow slashed towards each other in an instant, accompanied by the sound of the great wind, as well as the sound of golden thunder crackling, and the power seemed to be much stronger.

Shen Fusheng, who was a little distracted, was shocked, and the speed of the sword shadow that blessed Lei Mang was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already come to the front, and he didn't have time to condense the sword to fight, and it was only because Yang Xuan was too accurate in his timing, just in time for the moment when he was distracted.

This can be regarded as a report and a report, before Yang Xuan was worried about Bu Feng, he was hit directly in the chest by a mountain seal, if it wasn't for the strength of the body, he would have already been dead on the spot.

In a hurry, Shen Fusheng had to draw his knife to defend himself, and with a muffled snort, Shengsheng received this powerful blow.

The corners of Yang Xuan's mouth raised slightly, and he gently spit out a word "explosion" At the moment, the thunder sword shadow erupted with endless golden light, and it exploded, and the huge force instantly lifted away Shen Fusheng, who was in a state of resistance, and the dazzling thunder arcs scattered in all directions, and some of them actually drilled into his body and wantonly destroyed.

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out, Shen Fusheng's expression was sluggish, but his eyes looked at Yang Xuan fiercely, staring at him deadly, without saying a word.

The golden thunder and lightning were raging wildly in the body, and Zhen Yuan, who was half a step away from it, and had a hint of metallic sharpness, was helpless against this small thunder, and the pain swept all over his body, a little unbearable, and he couldn't move for a while.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan sneered, his figure flashed, and he came to his side in an instant, and he didn't speak, he smashed his fist, Shen Fusheng watched the powerful fist gradually enlarge in his eyes, but he couldn't resist, his face turned purple, and his eyes showed resentment and unwillingness.

There was a strong muffled sound of "bang", Shen Fusheng's body leaned back unnaturally, and before he could recover, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and his body fell backwards.

"This punch and kick can be regarded as a greeting to you, don't worry......" The joking voice sounded, Shen Fusheng was ashamed and indignant, since he was a child, who would dare to treat himself like this? Even the master of the Sword Xuange Sect, the master of the Three Peerless Realms of Creation and Transformation, regarded himself as a treasure.

Now he was beaten by a little-known little man like a hooligan in the market, but his fists and feet were full of thunder power, seeping into his body, and he couldn't resist at all.

"Bang, bang, bang......" Yang Xuan punched one after another, and his physical strength was exerted to the extreme, and the strength of the strong physical body of the Nine Turns was not wasted, and all of them were greeted on the other party.

I don't know how many punches he fought, and with his endurance, he was slightly panting, standing proudly to the side, looking at Shen Fusheng, who looked extremely miserable, "I won't kill you today, if I have mercy in my heart, you are really not worthy of me to do this"

As soon as the words fell, no matter how the other party reacted, in fact, Shen Fusheng didn't react at all, his right fist accumulated a strong thunderous aura, and the wind pressure was strong, hitting him the cheek.

I don't know if it's because the force of this punch is too great, or if it's shame in my heart, it's hard to face it, but I tilted my head and fainted. Only the tragic scenes around and the swollen head seemed to record this encounter, and the two seemingly ordinary, but they were both extraordinarily ordinary......