Feng Xingsheng's cold face was above his expressionless face and sneered: "You five are just playing together, but there is nothing?"

"Arrogant, let's see if you dare to be so crazy later."

Ren Hua snorted lightly, his footsteps were heavy on the top of your mountain, pulled out a black ruler, and flew forward like lightning.

The distance between the nine peaks is very close from a distance, but in fact, even the closest ones are a thousand meters away.

Bang bang bang bang!

Before passing a mountain top, Ren Hua would pluck it hard and leverage it. Every time he points, the degree would increase by one level, and a crisp sound of crackling and crackling sound came from the mountain.

Under his foot, it shattered and cut several pieces, and the momentum was amazing in the dust.

Such a large formation is in line with the people in the war world who have always been rough in combat style.

It's a long story, but in the eyes of everyone, Ren Hua came to Feng Xingsheng in just four or five flashes.

The black weight ruler, like a thousand pounds of force, carried a violent momentum, slashed towards Feng Xingsheng fiercely.

The moment it fell, it seemed that the air was split in half. From the naked eye, you could clearly see the air waves separated from both sides like water curtains.

Feng Xing turned around slightly, pulled out half of the sword in his hand, and stopped the foot that fell on his head.

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Ren Hua smiled and said disrespectfully: "Hands are very numb, this is just an appetizer."

Feng Xingsheng said coldly: "You overestimate yourself. I am not as unbearable as you said. Your foot is really powerless."

Click!

The dazzling sword light, like the twinkling stars, all the treasure swords in Feng Xingsheng's hand were unsheathed. The sharp sword intent was tied together and merged with the true energy to form a ray of black sword energy.

Ren Hua's expression changed slightly. Unexpectedly, under the pressure of his heavy ruler, Feng Xingsheng could still pull out the blade so easily.

The body flickered and flew backwards, rubbing against the air, and dull sound booms appeared.

Feng Xingsheng gently pulled the corner of his mouth, holding the hilt of the knife and his right hand, like an artist waving a baton, swinging forward from a full rhythm.

The dark and dark knife energy immediately swept away, and the knife energy formed a curved black line between the planes.

As Ren Hua retreated, like a shadow, the curved black lines between the planes gradually expanded, and it looked quite strange.

Ren Hua's face looked ugly, and the curve formed by the black knife aura seemed to expand without any end, and it was less than two inches away from his face.

The silk in front of the head was already swinging wildly by the strong wind above the knife air, and the skin on the face was also painful.

The black sword aura was like a blade of death. As long as you slowed down, your head would be cut in half immediately.

Moreover, the distance was too close and there was no time at all. Given him the opportunity to separate with a heavy ruler, he could only keep retreating and retreating.

At this moment, life is hanging on a thread, so I can only gamble. The wisp of sword energy will be weakened before his true energy is exhausted due to time.

The people outside looked like nothing, but Feng Xingsheng slashed out a black arc-shaped sword energy, forcing Ren Hua back.

But such a powerful knife only left two faint marks on Ren Hua's face. How powerful the control should be achieved.

There are people outside of people and there are heavens outside of heaven. This Kunlun Realm is indeed a place where the tiger, hidden dragons are hidden.

It is difficult for Ren Hua to defeat him, and he only has 60% chance of winning, so he must take 500 moves.

But Feng Xingsheng can defeat the other party with just one move, and his thinking continues to spread. What kind of strength will the seven giants stronger than Feng Xingsheng be?

On the list of outstanding geniuses, what strength will the saints who will always occupy the top three?

The road ahead was difficult, Xiao Chen had expected it, but he didn't think too much about it. Feng Xingsheng's sword caused him a lot.

He was going to go back and think about it quickly. He could have swung 60% of the power of sword intent, but he couldn't control it perfectly. Now it was a good opportunity.

This battle was not watched in vain. Not only did it open its horizons, but it also had substantial help in understanding the sword intent.

Separately leaving the lively scenes around, Xiao Chen flew towards Tianling City alone, his white back was simple and unpretentious. He was introverted and could not see any light. No one would care about him.

The colorful and brilliant Tianwu Realm has emerged in many heroes, and masters from all walks of life have emerged one after another, showing their sharpness. On this stage of the world, they show their most brilliant side, wanting to leave their name in history and be immortal forever.

Xiao Chen is just a spectator for the time being. He can only watch silently like other passers-by.

The excitement was not the same as him. He just watched quietly, said nothing, but would never do nothing. The burning blood never stopped, and he only hid his pride in his heart. It was the dragon that would eventually rise to the sky.

The teleportation array left in the Immortal Era made Xiao Chen return to the Haotian Sect, which is millions of miles away in just one moment.

After returning, he rushed to the mission hall without stopping, preparing to hand over the task of killing Black Wind Qisha, where there were 50,000 top-grade spirit stone rewards waiting for him to get.

Although I have a net worth of millions of top-grade spirit stones now, I really use it. More than one million top-grade spirit stones are not enough to see, so Xiao Chen still cares about these 50,000 top-grade spirit stones.

At the same time, Zhuo Yushi and his group of friends completed the escort mission without any danger. Each of them was deducted more than 10,000 top-grade spirit stones, and each one was very happy.

"Is there no danger in the escort mission at all? Who dares to make trouble under the name of Haotian Sect? I will say that this mission is most suitable for us."

"That's right, I got more than 10,000 top-grade spirit stones and visited the scenery of various places along the way. This is worth the trip."

Zhuo Yushi and a group of friends were talking and they were in a good mood. They ate well and had a good time along the way, and saw a lot of beautiful scenery.

Suddenly remembered something, Zhuo Yushi came to the counter and said to the mission deacon behind, "Senior, ask a question. I have a companion named Xiao Chen. He seems to have taken over a task of killing a casual cultivator, and he is gone when he comes back."

The black-clothed deacon looked unhappy, but he still said, "Not yet, your friend took on the task of killing Black Wind Qisha. It has been more than half a month, and I guess he can't come back."

Zhuo Yushi's expression changed when he heard this. No matter what, he still felt a lot of gratitude to Xiao Chen.
Chapter completed!