At the top of the cliff, the wind is blowing and the sword is sweeping. The whole space on the cliff becomes extremely violent and full of sharp sword breath.

Especially in the space surrounded by eight bells and drums, it is completely submerged by the roaring sword spirit. The hum and thunder sound constantly spread out, as if playing the movement of sword.

Lin Feng forgot how many swords he had waved. Around him, a white curtain of light covered his whole body, while the powerful sword spirit echoed from the eight bells and drums constantly bombarded the light curtain. At the moment, Lin Feng's body was full of large and small wounds.

But at the moment, he seems to have forgotten everything. He is just immersed in the mystery of the infinite sword spirit, defending, attacking and defending again.

If someone is here, he will exclaim that this guy is not dying. As soon as the sword spirit against him is defended, he will immediately wave the thunder sword to the octagonal bell drum again, and then bear the double sword Qi attack from the eight bells and drums at the same time. Under the cycle, there will be only sword Qi, endless.

"Still no sound." Lin Feng is very sober at the moment. Although it is dangerous to do so, he also knows how much progress he has made. In the past, he thought he had reached the extreme by practicing thunder sword technique. However, at this moment, he found that Kendo is not perfect at all. People are strong and sword is strong.

At first, he just tried to attack one bell and drum with half of his strength, then attacked two sides and three sides, until he attacked eight bells and drums at the same time. Therefore, he was more and more powerful in counterattack. If he was not careful, he would be hurt by the sword spirit, and his sword skill gradually became stronger in the process.

Then, Lin Feng tried to strengthen his attack power and exert the strength of six or seven layers. Every time he thought he had reached his limit, but he found that there was still a limit to his limit. Now he attacked the eight side bell drum with seven layers of attack power at the same time, bearing eight rebounding sword attacks beyond his full strength, but he could barely hold on.

But unfortunately, the bell and drum, still only issued a buzz sound, and no sound came out.

Fengyun gorge, life and death platform, surrounded by countless people.

"What happened? The company commander came in person." The crowd looked at the shadow of a group of people on the stage of life and death.

"That's elder martial brother Chenxing, the strongest disciple of the outer gate two months ago. He defeated the inner disciple with one move and stepped into the inner gate. How could he appear here?"

"Ha ha, what is the morning star? Don't you see the butcher and brother Linghu there?"

"What, you said there were butchers and Linghu brothers among them?"

There was a lot of noise and discussion among the crowd. The butcher was very famous in Yunhai sect. It was said that he was the strongest one among the inner disciples. As for Linghu River Mountain, no one in Yunhai sect didn't know him. The first core disciple, that is to say, the strongest one among all the disciples of Yunhai sect, is said that Linghu Heshan has surpassed many sect elders.

How can such a strong lineup appear here, how can people not be surprised.

In the distant sky, there is a wisp of wind coming. I can see that the sky has been full of rocs and birds, spreading their wings and flying. It's not Xiongwu.

"Here it is." A group of people on the stage of life and death looked at the figure flying in the air, and their minds were tight.

ROC speed is very fast, in an instant they come near, the crowd of cloud sea clan is in an uproar again, pour out the voice of air conditioning one after another.

"My God, it was a man, two people, and a beautiful woman in Dapeng's arms."

The crowd only felt that they were breathing faster, incarnating themselves as rocs, walking in the sky with a beautiful woman. What a shocking picture it was. The impact was too strong for these disciples.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting." A voice came, the ROC landed on the stage of life and death. The speed was so fast that the crowd could see clearly that the ROC sky bird was a spirit of martial arts, with its wings spread out like a real ROC. The master of the spirit was a young man, and his eyes were as handsome as a demon.

"How young, Dapeng Wuhun, how strong his strength is."

"Wait a minute. It's said that the first core disciple of haoyuezong is master Dapeng Tianniao. He can travel in the sky and is extremely powerful. Is this man"

"yes, master Dapeng really deserves his reputation. His lightness skill and body method are unparalleled. He can even fly in the sky with one person." Mo ye, the elder of yunhaizong, chuzhanpeng, the first disciple of haoyuezong. Not long ago, yunhaizong received a letter from Chu Zhanpeng, saying that he wanted to meet the excellent disciples of yunhaizong and pointed out that he would come directly to the life and death stage. The meaning is self-evident and it is a challenge.

Chu Zhanpeng, known as master Dapeng, is very famous in the whole XueYue country, ranking sixth among the eight princes of XueYue state. It can be said that none of yunhaizong's disciples can surpass him, and even Linghu Heshan is not his opponent. Therefore, yunhaizong does not want to let his disciples fight against Chu Zhanpeng, but others challenge him, and yunhaizong can only fight with him.

"I'm flattered by the elder martial sister Lin Qian, who was promoted to Lingwu realm not long ago. This time I'm here for my younger martial sister. She heard that yunhaizong's disciples are powerful, so she wants to come and have a look. I hope the elder martial sister can complete the training and compete with my younger martial sister."Chu Zhanpeng introduced a beautiful girl around her. Her face was full of monstrous smile.

Mo Ye secretly scolded Chu Zhanpeng. This guy was so publicized and fell from the sky. Obviously, he came prepared, but the other party first praised him as yunhaizong.

"Morning star, you go and have a duel with Miss Lin Qian." Chenxing defeated his inner disciples two months ago when he just stepped into the Lingwu realm. Now his accomplishments are at the top of the Lingwu realm. If he can't defeat Lin Qian, the disciples of yunhaizong's Lingwu realm can't defeat each other.

"Yes, elder." Morning star nodded and came to the center of life and death platform, and Lin Qian stood opposite him.

"Younger martial sister, I'm going to do it." The spirit of the morning star is released, and a layer of rock climbs onto the morning star, making him look like a stone man.

"This is the rock warrior soul of elder martial brother Morningstar. He is not only defensive against metamorphosis, but also very strong in attack. He is sure to win." Some people saw the morning star using the rock spirit suddenly had confidence.

Although the whole body seems to be wrapped by rocks, the speed of the morning star is still very fast. In a short time, he comes to Lin Qian's body. The strong rock fist blows at the thin Lin Qian, which makes many people worry about him.

"Ice." Lin Qian whispered, a chill spread out from her body, unexpectedly, the stone fist of Morningstar was frozen, so that Morningstar only felt his fist was heavier, which was extremely clumsy.

At the moment, Lin Qian's hands are directly holding the fist of Morningstar, and the ice spreads quickly. In the blink of an eye, the rock arm is once again covered with a layer of ice, and even the morning star's body tends to be frozen.

"What a great ice power." With the voice of moye's secret school, a warrior is born with a martial spirit. However, the power of the same soul in different hands is different. This is related to the strength of the warrior and the skills and skills of cultivation, and also related to the talent.

However, moye didn't worry about Morningstar. After all, Morningstar has a rock warrior soul and strong defense.

"Fire." Lin Qian said softly again. Suddenly, a blazing breath spread to the morning star. After the ice soul was cold, it was burned by the fire. The rock burst instantly. Only when the morning star screamed, people saw his body fly out.

"Ice, fire." Mo Ye flashed a sharp light in his eyes, and his heart trembled violently. He had the same source of martial spirit, which must be the same source of martial spirit.

"Younger martial sister Lin Qian's strength is brilliant, I lost." Morning star bowed his head and retreated behind moye. The crowd was in an uproar. He was defeated, even defeated.

The other two people came to challenge, and one of the people selected by the big yunhaizong was defeated. Everyone felt that his face was hot.

Chu Zhanpeng, still with that strange smile, glanced at the crowd and said, "ha ha, yunhaizong, anyone can have such strength. It's really extraordinary. My younger martial sister is the best in the same realm in haoyuezong, and few people can beat her."

"Chu originally wanted to meet the excellent children of yunhaizong, but because there was one thing to ask the elder to complete, the discussion was put aside first and then discussed."

"What's the matter?" Mo Ye's face was a little stiff and asked.

"Lin Feng, the son of my younger martial sister's second uncle, is disrespectful and insults his elders. He is extremely rampant and injures his brothers of the same clan. He is a foreign disciple of Yunhai sect. I hope the elder can give him to me. I think Yunhai sect does not despise such a disciple."

When Mo ye heard this, he immediately understood that this was the purpose of Chu Zhanpeng. Chu Zhanpeng knew that if he directly asked the important person of yunhaizong, yunhaizong would not agree. After all, it would damage the face of yunhaizong, but Chu Zhanpeng was very clever. Although he let Lin Qian beat Chenxing, he gave yunhaizong enough face in his words.

Of course, if Mo Ye didn't agree with Chu Zhanpeng, I'm afraid Chu Zhanpeng would not be so easy to talk about.

"It seems that Chu Zhanpeng is interested in Lin Qian. Otherwise, he would not have come to Yunhai for her in person. Ice and fire share the same source of martial spirit. It's really good. As for an outsider, let him take him away." Mo Ye's heart instantly had a decision, told the side of humanity: "to bring Lin Feng."

Hearing Mo Ye's words, Chu Zhanpeng smiles, and Lin Qian's eyes flash a trace of coldness.

As for Lin Feng, where would he know what happened in Fengyun gorge.

At the moment, he is surrounded by countless sword Qi, each of which is enough to kill him. The dark spirit is released to the extreme. Lin Feng uses the thunder sword technique to an unimaginable level. The sword Mu turns into a white halo, and the blast of thunder echoes with the sword breath of tearing space, which is extremely terrifying.

Moreover, at this time, Lin Feng did not have any reservation, with all the strength to bombard the eight bells and drums.

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