Chapter 266: Enemies Meet

Liu Yuanfeng's face was gloomy, the aura around him changed, and there was a faint killing intent wafting, and he said word by word: "It's not just that you are impatient, the owner of this village is going to kill you!"

A white light and shadow appeared, and let out a monstrous roar, which was a white lion, opening its bloody mouth and pounced towards the clothed man.

The man in the cloak was not surprised in the slightest, his hands turned, and his figure flashed into the jungle like a ghost.

The smoke rose everywhere, most of the towering giant trees were destroyed, and a path was directly opened up in the mountains and fields, and the white light dimmed.

Liu Yuanfeng's eyebrows froze, his body moved, and the aura in his hand was full of light, chasing after the Lingyi people, the cultivation in the middle of Jindan was naturally not comparable to the early stage of foundation building, almost between a few ups and downs, Liu Yuanfeng chased and killed the Lingyi people.

With both hands, the people in the clothes were not chaotic, but they were not in a hurry, but they were not defeated after a few moves, and they were defeated, and they were choked by Liu Yuanfeng.

Lifting him up, Liu Yuanfeng's eyes were full of evil energy, and he said coldly: "Say, who called you here? Otherwise, the main thing in this village is that you might as well live and die!"

Although the man in the cloth was mentioned, he did not have the slightest fear, and he didn't even struggle, and said lightly: "Owner, you still call yourself the owner? If I'm not mistaken, aren't you already a lackey of Lanyue Pavilion?"

Since he has become a lackey of Lanyue Pavilion, how can he have his own nest?"

Liu Yuanfeng's aura spread out even more, causing all the trees in a radius of ten zhang to turn into powder, and the hand holding the neck of the man in the cloth suddenly increased his strength, and he could even hear the sound of bones crushing from the man in the cloth.

But the clothed man had no fear, and he didn't even move, he used his spiritual power to shake the void, and made a sound, "Annoyed and angry?"

Liu Yuanfeng, who was furious, suppressed the anger in his heart for the secret treasure of the poisonous lady, and said, "One last question for you, do you say it or not?"

This time, the man in the cloth did not speak, raised his hand tremblingly, and muttered in a low voice: "Explosion!"

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Force poured into it in an instant, heading straight for the body of the clothed man, and even causing his body to begin to expand, and the terrifying power brewed in it, and it was about to reach a critical point, as if it would explode at any time.

Liu Yuanfeng's pupils shrank, and he let go of his grip in an instant, and then quickly retreated.

At this moment, he still has some injuries on his body, although it is not serious, but he still does not dare to take it lightly.

With a bang, a strong light rose into the sky, and the self-explosion of the clothed man was extremely terrifying, and it was not as powerful as the impact of Liu Yuanfeng's scattered breath.

At this moment, Liu Yuanfeng knew that he had been fooled, but he saw a dim light flying towards the west of Fengxia Mountain.

His eyes were cold, and Liu Yuanfeng sneered: "If you want to escape, there is no way!"

After that, he turned into a flash of light, and followed the dim light.

A quarter of an hour later, the dim light fell on an inconspicuous hill and vanished.

Seeing this, Liu Yuanfeng frowned and muttered, "I want to see who it is!"

Immediately did not stop, went straight to the top of the mountain, fell heavily on the mountain, boom, powerful breath, directly flattened the originally lush mountaintop.

Lang said: "Where is it sacred?"

At this moment, an arrogant but breezy voice, with a touch of contempt, said, "Master Liuzhuang, don't come to harm?"

The gloom seemed to be dispelled, and Fang Wenyuan, who had long silver hair, walked out.

"Hmph!" Liu Yuanfeng's eyes were cold, and he said, "Sure enough, it's you! Quickly call the purple pupil out, otherwise, the owner of this village will let you die without a corpse!"

Fang Wenyuan laughed, as if he had heard an extremely sarcastic joke, and said: "Master Liu, the battle of Feibozong is not easy, with your current situation, you can't kill me!"

Liu Yuanfeng was still calm, and said: "You are also here in the first battle of Feibozong, I'm afraid that you are only a strong outsider now!"

"Definitely!" Fang Wenyuan shook his head and said, then played with a spirit stone in his hand, and said, "You Fei Bozong came here, and you don't have time to cultivate, but I'm different!"

As he spoke, he said another inexplicable word, "How does it feel to kill my phantom clone?"

After thinking about it, Liu Yuanfeng's face was a little ugly, and he said, "You"

But he was speechless.

The facts are in front of him, and Liu Yuanfeng has to admit that he was fooled.

After Fang Wenyuan's war, he pinched the time, causing him to go all the way, and finally rushed to Fengxia Mountain, and was delayed by Fang Wenyuan's phantom clone.

And Fang Wenyuan himself came slowly, and even unhurriedly healed and recovered. In contrast, Liu Yuanfeng suffered a loss.

However, at this time, thinking about it again will only cause death to add to the troubles. Liu Yuanfeng laughed abruptly and said, "Do you think that in this way, the owner of this village will not be able to kill you?"

In any case, the strength of the owner of this village is also in the middle stage of Jindan, and you are just a small foundation building consummation, and the gap between the realms is not surmountable! Today, the owner of this village will kill you, and then seize the purple pupil!"

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" Fang Wenyuan was not afraid, his body moved slightly, and his breath spread.

Liu Yuanfeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and a silver spear appeared in his hand, exuding the power of the golden pill magic weapon, which made Fang Wenyuan's heart tremble.

The spear was raised, and it shot out like an arrow, the speed was so fast that Fang Wenyuan's pupils shrank, and he didn't dare to have the slightest reservation, and the thunder flashed around his body, and he dodged it with a flicker.

The speed of this dodge was too fast, as if teleporting, and when he reappeared, Fang Wenyuan's eyes were red, and his long silver-white hair also turned into Yin Hong.

Undoubtedly, he took the Five Thunder God Scrolls to the extreme, urging the Thunder Soul Law Body.

After dodging the attack, Fang Wenyuan was not idle, his right hand was supported from left to right, and he said in a low voice: "The art of moving mountains!"

Baizhang Mountain, strangely appeared on the top of the mountain, falling violently, blowing the wind, and making a sound of inaction.

The strong coercion made Liu Yuanfeng's figure a little sluggish, which made him a little surprised in his heart, and he didn't show the slightest on the surface.

Immediately snorted coldly, suddenly broke free from the constraints of this coercion, flew back without reservation, and directly withdrew from the range of the hill, and also escaped from the point of a hundred zhang of the mountain, hanging in the void.

Fang Wenyuan held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, like a meteor, falling from the top of the mountain-moving technique, killing Liu Yuanfeng, the sword was like a moonlight cold!

Liu Yuanfeng stretched out his hand and recalled the spear, and then the spear was stabbed, and it collided with the Qingfeng Sword in Fang Wenyuan's hand, and the tip of the spear and the tip of the Qingfeng Sword were pressed together, as if the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang.

The sharp clashing sound, rolling with sword qi and spears, caused the lush branches and forests in the mountains and fields to collapse, and under the flying sand and rocks, the square became bare.

Seeing that the long sword in Fang Wenyuan's hand did not collapse under the spear, Liu Yuanfeng was slightly surprised. After all, his long money is his natal magic weapon, and the ordinary blade is by no means the opponent of the magic weapon of the Jindan period, and it has not collapsed under such a strong collision, but it shows the extraordinaryness of the Qingfeng Sword.

It also made Liu Yuanfeng unconsciously glance at this Qingfeng Sword, how to look at it and have a familiar feeling, but he couldn't think of it.

Between the flow of thoughts, Liu Yuanfeng didn't dare to hold it up, and with a turn of the spear, the long tail went straight to Fang Wenyuan's chest.

Fang Wenyuan turned his hand, and the Qingfeng Sword was horizontal in front of his chest, blocking the tail of the spear, but the huge force on it was extraordinary, and his body suddenly flew backwards.

The distance was widened, Liu Yuanfeng's face was cold, his divine sense controlled the spear to fly out to chase and kill, and he began to pinch the trick, saying: "The male master is a million!

Pushing his hands forward, a white ripple flashed like a curtain, and one by one white lions jumped out of the light curtain, placing Fang Wenyuan in the middle.

All the lions opened their mouths in unison and roared, and the rolling sound waves were like a tide, and they all gathered in the middle. Fang Wenyuan's face suddenly flushed, and the sound wave hit his body, causing his qi and blood to flow backwards, and his five organs trembled.

Immediately clutched his chest and spewed out a cloud of blood mist. The Qingfeng Sword in his hand also fell to the ground, holding his head in both hands, and let out a terrible roar.

Seeing this, Liu Yuanfeng's eyes flashed, and he pointed at the spear, and the spear suddenly straightened and stabbed at Fang Wenyuan.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Fang Wenyuan's figure fell down, avoiding the vital point, and the spear passed through his shoulder, leaving a bloody hole.

At this point, Fang Wenyuan's whole body was baptized with sweat, and he fell to the ground, panting.

At this time, Liu Yuanfeng's vigilant mind gradually relaxed, flew to the side of Qingfeng Sword, picked it up, and looked at it carefully.

Reaching out and touching it, Liu Yuanfeng's eyes suddenly lit up with golden light, and he muttered: "Good sword, really good sword!"

The other hand suddenly raised, and the whirling spear went straight towards Fang Wenyuan again, and it was about to kill Fang Wenyuan.

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan suddenly twisted, incredibly dodged the attack of the spear, rushed over, divided his five fingers, and fell down with one palm.

Liu Yuanfeng's divine sense has been paying attention to Fang Wenyuan, naturally he will not be attacked, although he was surprised that Fang Wenyuan still has the strength to spare, but he is not slow at all, and raises a palm to face him.

As soon as the thunder flashed, a blood-red thunderbolt appeared in Fang Wenyuan's palm, and after it came into contact with Liu Yuanfeng, one of his arms instantly blackened, and his sleeves exploded!

And Fang Wenyuan was like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the air, landing on a towering tree, directly smashing the five-zhang thick trunk!

Attacked by the red thunder, Liu Yuanfeng's face was extremely ugly, because after the red thunder entered his body, he had no intention of stopping, and he bypassed the interception of Yuan Li very strangely and went straight to his heart.

didn't care so much, Liu Yuanfeng suddenly sat down cross-legged, and resisted the red thunder wholeheartedly.

Sweat stains gradually oozed from his forehead, and Liu Yuanfeng's body began to tremble, as if he was enduring great pain.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan slowly stood up