The body rushed out in an instant, and the fire sword in his hand was instilled by the crazy True Yuan, emitting a piercing sword sound, and the sharp sword qi was overwhelming towards Wu Kebei like raindrops.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

Wu Kebei's heart had not yet recovered from the shock of the wind and waves, and he hurriedly mobilized the sword yuan to block the violent sword qi of the wind and waves.

"Snort~Snort~Snort~"

Although he tried his best to resist, the sword qi that Feng Lang Xing slashed at one time was too much, leaving four or five blood marks on Wu Kebei's body in an instant.

"Impossible, impossible, how could you have killed me, you had just cultivated the fourth level of qi five years ago, how could you have become so strong in just five years?" Wu Kebei roared under the threat of death.

"Hmph, if I can kill you, we will know soon, let's die!" said coldly, and his body rushed up again.

"Bang~Bang~Snort~"

After a few fights, Wu Kebei's left arm was directly picked up by a sword, and a large amount of blood gushed out wildly, falling to the ground, his face was full of fear, and his right hand trembled and he couldn't even hold the sword.

began to beg for mercy: "Please, let me go, this is all my father, Wang Zhen, Wu cares about the idea! It's none of my business!ah~"

Before Wu Kebei could finish speaking, Feng Langxing pierced his heart with a sword, and after a wail, he completely lost his breath.

Looking at the cliff outside the cave, Feng Langxing's eyes flashed with a fierce light, "I will not let go of any of the people who harm me, so be ready to bear my wrath!"

The sound of the wind and waves continued to echo in the mountains, expanding the anger of the wind and waves.

Walking to Wu Kebei's side, Feng Langxing felt that the barren seeds in the dantian were about to move, as if he wanted to eat.

Slowly sacrifice the desolate seed, not wanting the desolate seed to drill directly into the fire sword and control the fire sword to move towards Wu Kebei's psychic sword.

As soon as the two swords touched, Wu Kebei's sword trembled, as if it was extremely afraid, and a small black desolate qi instantly enveloped it, as if it was devouring something.

In less than a minute, the wrapped sword no longer trembled, but beat a little away from the fire sword "bang~", just like a human heart beating, but only this time.

It took a long time for Feng Lang Xing to wake up from the surprise, thinking that the thing devoured by the desolate qi was probably the sword soul that Wu Kebei had channeled from, but injected it into his own fire sword, so that the fire sword gave birth to a trace of spirituality, although it was still imperceptible, but it also surprised Feng Langxing, after all, if you want to make the sword produce spirituality, you need the pure heaven and earth aura to be conceived, and you also need to drip blood to cultivate, and it takes a long time to cultivate it, and now Feng Langxing has made a sword soul for the first time with the desolate qi to give birth to a trace of spirituality that has made him work hard for a long time。

Accepted his sword easily, although it is not too precious, but the sword that channels the soul of the sword, the quality is still good, even if it is used as a hidden weapon to cast the "Hundred Steps Flying Blade".

After killing Wu Kebei, the enemy who framed him, and getting a lot of benefits, Feng Langxing naturally did not stay for long, and immediately went out along the hole.

......

Outside Heyang City, the wind and waves are walking quickly in the flow of many people, Heyang City, as the most prosperous city in the surrounding range of nearly a thousand miles, naturally attracts people from all over the world, and a large number of people enter and exit every day.

Just killed the young master of the martial family, but he still doesn't know how strong the martial family is in Heyang City, although Feng Langxing was born in Heyang City, he has no understanding of the forces in the city, and the cautious habits he developed in the forest made him unconsciously mix with ordinary people and enter the city.

However, after leaving here for five years, I don't know much about where my home is, and when I was at a loss, I heard a shout, "Miss Fengyu Jianfeng is challenging Young Master Wang in the central ring, everyone go and see it......"

As soon as Feng Langxing heard Miss Feng, he was puzzled in his heart, did the Feng family have a sister besides himself? Or did there be two Feng families in Heyang City?

Curious, I read: "Whatever it is, just go and see it"

There was also a commotion in the crowd, and all kinds of discussions, "I heard that Miss Feng is not only extremely talented, but also a great beauty."

......

"That Young Master Wang is a master of casting a sword soul, although Miss Feng is talented, but the cultivation time is still short and she has not yet cast a sword soul, although she has opened the gate of heaven, it is estimated that it is impossible to win. ”

......

The constant discussion sounded in the ears of Feng Langxing, and it also constantly aroused Feng Langxing's curiosity about this Miss Fengjia, and followed the crowd of people who wanted to watch the competition to the central ring.

......

The so-called central ring is a platform nearly two meters high, surrounded by a stepped viewing platform, which is estimated to be able to accommodate nearly 10,000 people, and the entire ring is a circular platform with a diameter of nearly 70 meters, surrounded by iron cables on the edge, which looks quite solid.

Feng Langxing squeezed in the crowd and found a position as close to the ring as possible to sit down, and the protagonists "Miss Fengjia" and "Young Master Wang" had not yet arrived, the audience was full of dense people, and all kinds of discussions filled the entire audience.

After waiting for dozens of minutes, the entire central ring was crowded with people, and the person presiding over the competition in the ring also stood quietly.

Suddenly, the host yelled, "The audience is quiet!!

The audience, who was still noisy, quieted down, and Feng Langxing quietly probed and found that this person's strength had reached the level of a psychic swordsman.

The loud voice sounded again, "Please invite today's challenger and challenged to come to the stage, as well as the Feng family and the Wang family to take a seat." ”

The eyes of the audience were focused on the entrance, a white-clothed Feng Lei and a strong muscular Wang Zhen walked side by side at the front, followed by a black-clothed figure and a gorgeously dressed man.

Feng Langxing's gaze stayed on the white-clothed Feng Lei and the black-clothed Qianying, wasn't it Zhou Yun and his father who thought about it day and night? Although her appearance has changed too much in the past five years, her appearance has already appeared countless times in Feng Langxing's mind, and she is still recognized at a glance.

Feng Langxing, who has always been extremely strong, couldn't help but be rosy in his eyes, and for some reason when he saw the figures of his father and Zhou Yun, his heart was sour, and he whispered softly: "Father, Yun'er~", I really want to pounce on them and hug them now, however, my legs are a little immovable, and I can't get out.

Behind Zhou Yun, Zhou Jiang followed in, and soon sat down in the front row, Zhou Yun and Wang Zhan, the young master of the Wang family, were far away in the ring, and no one noticed that they were watching all this in the vast sea of people.

In the ring, Wang Zhan looked at Zhou Yun, whose face was like frost, and said unremittingly: "Little sister, it's not good if the sword doesn't grow and accidentally hurt!"

Zhou Yun still looked expressionless, and said coldly: "Don't talk so much nonsense, I hope you can still say such things later." ”