As soon as Luo Jingfeng stood firm in the retreat of the long-bearded old man, he saw the angry eyes of the white scholar looking down in the air.

The heavenly high Saimaitiye Khan cooperated with the white scholar, and he had also swept through with an iron whip.

"Uncle, you clean up this sky-high Saimaitiye Khan, what kind of Xuankong Dafa I used to deal with the Baijing scholar, I still don't believe how evil he is. ”

When Luo Jingfeng stood in the center of the street, he stared at the white scholar who was flying in mid-air, but he was spinning a huge pen and flying.

"Shocking Wind, you have to be careful, this kind of Xuankong Dafa can separate people and weapons, and it will make people look forward to the future, which is very powerful. ”

The long-bearded old man was silent, and the moment he turned around, he had already jumped forward to meet the dancing double whip of Semaitiya Khan.

The moment Luo Jingfeng's eyes lit up, he moved his arms, but he retreated again and again.

It's not that he's afraid of the Xuankong Dafa that is refined by the White Pure Scholar, it's just that he hasn't understood where this Dafa is really refined. Choosing how to control the enemy is his most urgent need at the moment, and knowing each other and knowing oneself is his consistent style.

The figure of the white scholar fluttered and fell, but the dancing giant pen was like a hanging spiritual object. It's completely automatic, and it's still the kind of dexterity that comes with life.

After he landed, he smiled contemptuously, but he stared at Luo Jingfeng with a surprised face calmly and waved his arm.

"Boy, today is indeed the time for your sacrifice day, have you figured out how to breathe!"

His voice was not only loud and powerful, but also extremely calm and firm.

Hi hi!

"Can you be as frightened as you imagined? I already feel the pain of your imminent death. Some things, that's just a flash of clouds, don't take it too seriously. ”

Luo Jingfeng roughly understood it and thought it through.

The so-called Xuankong Dafa may be a practice in which weapons and people are completely separated from each other. Although I have never seen or encountered this kind of strange Dafa before, knowing the trajectory, it is not so mysterious and scary.

Woohoo woo shh

With the sound of the wind, the huge pen rotated at great speed, and it was no longer clear that the pen was sharp, but it swept through the air.

Howling!

The white scholar twisted his whole body, his arms gently wrapped around him, and took a firm step, but he turned around again. The gentle body is like a graceful dance.

For.

A stick strike.

When Luo Jingfeng was staring at it calmly, the moment he received a blow to his head, the figure of the white scholar swept through the air and flashed, so fast that it was almost impossible to dodge.

Bang.

A heavy slap.

The white scholar struck Luo Jingfeng's chest with his palms, and he staggered and shook in a big but rapid manner, finally standing without falling to the ground.

Burst!

A mouthful of intense blood spurted out.

Luo Jingfeng wiped the blood stains on his mouth, but his eyes were full of Venus flashing, and when he was dizzy, the smiling face of the white scholar flew by again.

This moment.

When the Baijing scholar was urging the True Qi to run the giant pen to spin, he used the strength of his whole body, gathered in his palms, and thought of a fatal blow.

"I want you to know what it means that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. ”

He smirked wildly, but defied it wantonly.

Phew!

A chuckle.

"Whether there is a sky outside the sky, I don't know, and I haven't seen it. But there are people outside the world, this is indeed true, I believe it very much, and I am also very afraid. ”

Luo Jingfeng endured the cramping pain of his heart, and his brows were already wrinkled together.

The blow of the huge pen, and the reshoot of the palm of the white pure scholar taking advantage of the momentum, really surprised him. The reminder of the long-bearded old man really made him receive the power of the Xuankong Dafa.

Oh!

"Since you know the lessons of someone outside the world, then you still kill yourself, and you have to wait for me to do it myself! To be honest, I really wonder, just a few of your cowards, once upon a time, you were shocked to the government and the opposition, and used the fierce generals and the ten thousand beasts. ”

At this time, the white scholar's face was more than contemptuous.

"What's the point of wondering, in fact, they really died at my hands!"

While talking, Luo Jingfeng, who was secretly exercising his skills, had already recovered from his internal injuries. At this time, the true qi and strength were strong and full of dantian.

Ha ha!

A hearty laugh.

"Today, I want you to die an ugly death at my hands. ”

In his heart, he had already sketched out the whole process of Luo Jingfeng falling to the ground and dying, and he had also thought about the last sentence he was going to say to the dying Luo Jingfeng. Thinking about it, the white and clean cheeks were flushed, and excitement and ease quickly crawled all over the face.

The next moment.

It's the most brutal but very shocking game.

The moment Luo Jingfeng closed his eyes and shook his head, he saw the comfortable smile of the white scholar.

He had already guessed that the White Pure Scholar would use the best and most exquisite kill.

The arms danced, the true qi was in vain, and the strength gathered in a moment, Luo was forced out by the true qi and the strength in the urging of the wind luck.

When the left arm waved upward, the thick mist was like a green dragon soaring in the air, breaking away from the arm and rushing out, heading straight for the giant pen spinning in the air, but it was flying and intertwined.

In the swing of his right arm, a white gas floated out of his shoulder. Then, when the arm was swung out for the second time, it slowly moved forward, and the moment it slid through the arm, it was like a giant python swimming, and it was like a dragon out of the water. Unhurried, but slowly, dazzlingly floating.

Luo was frightened and deflated, and when his eyes were staring, his face showed an extremely angry look.

Originally, he was thinking in his heart about whether to directly let the Baijing scholar die, but at that time, he had not yet made up his mind to kill. However, the blow of the huge pen and the reshoot of the white pure scholar took advantage of the momentum, which made him feel a sharp pain in his heart, and then he was shocked by his determination to kill.

Now.

The huge pen swirling in the air has been entangled in the green mist and hovering in the air, but it cannot move forward or float backward, without the slightest aggressiveness to attack the target.

On the ground, wrapped in a cloud of white gas, although the white scholar waved his arms, he flew up and down and drifted. But he was still shrouded in white gas, and even if he writhed hard and swayed with all his strength, he couldn't break through the shroud and move forward.

When his black eyes flickered, and when his eyes flashed rapidly, Luo Jingfeng raised his head and glanced at the green mist entangled in the air. The left arm waved again, and the second wave of fog burst out in an instant. The speed at which the giant pen swirled slowed down, to the point of stillness.

Bang.

There was a bang.

The green mist dissipated instantly.

The huge pen that was shattered by the explosion spilled down from the air in the middle of the thread.

The white scholar was in a panic with his hands and feet, and the moment he looked up, the whiteness on his face turned cyan. As the white qi intensified, the cyan color on his face had already coalesced into purple.

When fighting fiercely with the long-bearded old man, he always feels at ease, and it is a game that he doesn't care about. When the crane-haired and child-faced old man, who was known as a fierce general, died tragically under Luo Jingfeng's hands, he had the idea of keeping his most exquisite Xuankong Dafa to deal with Luo Jingfeng. I want to be intimidating at the most critical time. I had thought that Luo Jingfeng would be able to separate his true qi and strength, and at the same time fight and gather freely, and the fiasco had reached a thrilling point.

The white scholar thought deeply, but he was already powerless and frightened.

Luo Jingfeng waved his right arm, and suddenly, the second wave of white gas slowly flashed and swam across his arm. At the moment when he pushed his palm, he soared out of the radical.

Boom.

There was a loud bang.

The moment the shrouded white gas disappeared, the surroundings quickly became hazy. The figure of the white scholar who was hit and flew up, and when he crossed the arc, he fell sharply.

Thump.

He fell into the clearing in the middle of the fierce battle between the bearded old man and Semaitiya Khan.

Although he was able to sit up, his breath was already weak, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

Luo Fengfeng, who jumped into the air, landed and stood still, his arms were thrown back, and the black velvet cloak swayed backwards. He calmly looked at the white scholar lying on the ground, and his face was so calm that it was almost a ** expression.

"You shouldn't be too flamboyant in the first place, maybe you have a good chance of surviving. However, if you rely on the essence of Xuankong Dafa and don't give people a chance, this is the end of Zhang Yang. ”

An angry look appeared on Luo Fengfeng's face, and he crossed his hands and pulled the cloak, standing still, only the hem of the cloak swaying slightly.

"Life and death are the surprise of a thought, and in my consciousness as a person, there is no publicity. ”

Although the white pure scholar is a remnant of the five internal organs burned and the meridians of the lower body are broken, the firmness of the mind and the temporary maintenance of the internal strength of the gossamer. When he spoke, he didn't look like he was dying, but he had a little more righteous and awe-inspiring bearing.

Ha ha!

"You're really individual, but, you know? Diaphragm plus nausea is the real personality. Dead in front of you, you're still playing tricks on me, I want to see how far your so-called will can last. ”

Luo Jingfeng said slowly, and actually squatted down.

Oh, hehe!

A faint, but difficult, sneer.

The purple color on the white scholar's face slowly disappeared from the hair.

"I don't need you to remember anything, but you have to really understand the true meaning of someone outside of you when you are dying. ”

After Luo Jingfeng finished speaking, when he stood up slowly, he looked back at the face of the white scholar with regret. The purple color had slipped down to his neck.

"Shocking Wind, are you going to let him go?"

The long-bearded old man, who had been standing behind him, showed a surprised expression.

"Even if I want to let him go, he may not survive tonight. ”

Luo Jingfeng pointed at the white scholar's wandering eyes.

"It's a pity that such a talented person has come to the point where he is today, all of which are the result of being bewitched and taken advantage of, which really makes people have a kind of reluctant feeling. ”

Alas!

A soft lament.

He shook his head slightly, looked up, but exclaimed in astonishment.

Yes!

"Why is the sky high Semaitiya Khan gone. ”

At the moment of shouting, Luo Jingfeng turned around to look and jumped and ran.

At the same time as the long-bearded old man flashed in fear, he also jumped into the air, floating behind Luo Jingfeng. They cared about the life and death of the white scholars, but they were careless about the escape of Saimaitiya Khan.