"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!"

Lu Zheng and Yue Yifeng fought for more than ten rounds in mid-air. Lu Zheng retreated, and the two silver-feathered Qingxia swords broke through the shadow of the sword and flew away. Back.

"Dang!"

Yue Yifeng swung away the flying sword, and a shadowless sword energy quietly approached Lu Zheng's throat three feet away.

With a single click of the Baiyun Sword, the sword energy was broken.

Yue Yifeng shook his head. He didn't expect that Lu Zheng's swordsmanship was so strong, and his strength was not inferior to his own.

But...

I am not sure that I can beat Tu Yuya, so how can I not beat a Tushan guest who is married to an ordinary Tianhu girl?

Yue Yifeng's pride made him unable to accept this result, so he decided to make a big move.

"The swordsmanship is good." Yue Yifeng nodded and praised, "But let's end it here."

The next moment, the full moon scimitar flashed above Yue Yifeng's head. It was as if a crescent moon shone with cold light.

Countless crescent moon-like sword lights are as sharp as a knife, as if they can cut space. The flashing sword lights are dense and endless.

With the moonlight shining down, Yue Yifeng himself seemed to have turned into a sharp scimitar, with a demonic aura rising to the sky and a sword aura, swinging away the two silver-feathered Qingxia swords.

"Cut!"

Yue Yifeng shouted sharply, and his sword and man merged into one, flying and slashing at him. His spirit locked onto Lu Zheng, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

Master Miaoyi and Zen Master Chihuan each held a chess piece, ready to take action at any time.

But the next moment, they saw Lu Zheng beckoning and calling back the two silver-feathered Qingxia swords, and then patted the gourd.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish!"

Suddenly, seven swords came out, and together with the two swords just now, there were nine swords in total, forming a combination of A special sword array.

Then, one turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight, eight turned into sixteen...

In a blink of an eye, countless sword shadows were there. Lu Zheng appeared in front of him.

　…

Although it is not that the more swords, the more powerful they are. For example, some people can conquer the world with one sword, and if they have enough magic power, when they really want to be useful, they can use flying swords to split the light. Transformation is only the most basic application.

However, if you can multi-task and can operate it, the more flying swords you have, the better. The more carriers of mana, the greater the power that can be exerted.

　A sword formation composed of nine flying swords is certainly more powerful and longer-lasting than a sword formation composed of one flying sword of the same quality and eight sword shadows.

　……

Yue Yifeng’s move was not weak. With only his sword skills to deal with the enemy, Lu Zheng was not sure he could block this move in his current state. But fortunately he There are nine silver-feathered Qingxia swords, which can also perform sword formations.

So, when Lu Zheng shot out nine flying swords, which evolved into ten thousand swords, and the momentum was even stronger than the Leng Yue Slash performed by Yue Yifeng, the expression of Yue Yifeng, who had already merged his sword into one, slashed at him with one sword It's confusing.

He was already ready to withdraw his strength.

However, facing the countless sword shadows in front of him, as well as the flickering, imperceptible, and looming nine murderous intentions...

He felt that if he could not strengthen himself, Protect his own strength, he may be injured by this sword!

"Shua!"

The cold moon shining above Yue Yifeng's head became brighter in an instant, and the light of the sword became stronger in an instant.

The next moment, Leng Yue, who was surrounded by endless sword energy, slashed with his sword and crashed into the Jiuji Ten Thousand Sword Realm, which was derived from the nine silver-feathered Qingxia swords.

　“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dang!”

“Chi chi bang bang!”

The collision of sword energy and sword energy, and the destruction after the collision. , countless stirred up spiritual powers turned into shock waves and scattered in all directions.

Sword marks appeared on several surrounding mountain cliffs, nearby outcropping trees were broken, and a small-scale avalanche was caused.

　……

“Amazing!”

“Amazing!”

Master Miaoyi and Zen Master Chi Huan put down their hands They picked up the chess pieces in their hands and all praised them.

"To be able to practice "Feiyu Chengxia Swordsmanship Sutra" to this level, he must be a disciple of Feiyu Mountain. Baiyun Swordsmanship should be learned from friends in Baiyun Temple to strengthen his close combat. "

"Exactly, exactly."

　...

And the frontal battlefield on the other side.

　“ding ding ding…”

After a series of sounds, Yue Yifeng flew backwards from the center of the collision.

Although his face was still cold and his hand holding the knife was still very steady, the torn clothes on his shoulders, ribs, and thighs still showed that he had missed three swords, and Lu Zheng showed mercy.

The spiritual shock wave dissipated, and Lu Zheng’s figure was also revealed on the battlefield where they had just collided.

Holding the Baiyun Sword in his left hand, he is dressed in green clothes, with his sleeves flowing in the wind.

The nine-handled silver-feathered Qingxia Sword was rising and falling around him, drawing out silver lines with cyan glow, flying in the air to control the wind, like a fairy.

"I lost."

Yue Yifeng said dryly, paused, and said again, "Thank you for your mercy."

"Accepted."

Lu Zheng waved his backhand, and the Baiyun Sword was put into the gourd, and the nine silver-feathered Qingxia Swords also flew back in sequence.

Yue Yifeng’s wife hurriedly flew to Yue Yifeng’s side and looked at him with some worry, “Husband, are you okay?”

“It’s okay, he was merciful, and I was not injured. ." Yue Yifeng shook his head.

"You just stopped trying." Lu Zheng also mentioned.

Lu Zheng is now an elder with a thousand years of cultivation, and he can see at a glance the core of the power of Leng Yue's sword slash.

Although Yue Yifeng had just strengthened his magic power to protect himself, because he did not distinguish between life and death, he was worried about hurting himself, so he went through a process of withdrawing and then increasing the power, so he did not actually use Leng Yue's sword. The essence of truly moving forward.

"If you lose, you lose." Yue Yifeng shook his head and said, "Everything else is an excuse."

Yue Yifeng's wife patted a leather bag on her waist, and then ten Two colorful golden pheasants, seven white sheep and three snowy white cattle flew out one by one and flew towards Lu Zheng.

"I'm sorry." Yue Yifeng shook his head at his wife and said.

"Husband!" Yue Yifeng's wife Mo Yuexian put her arm around Yue Yifeng, "You and I are one husband and wife. There is no need to apologize for such a trivial matter, and it was just a few ingredients, which almost caused my husband to be injured. Yes Yuexian should apologize to her husband."

Yue Yifeng nodded, "Let's go."

Then Yue Yifeng looked back at Lu Zheng, cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency's swordsmanship is amazing. Yue admires it and bids farewell."

Lu collected the cattle, sheep, and chicken, and also smiled and cupped his hands and said, "I just had a big battle, and my physical strength was a bit too much, so I'm going to make a meal." When we eat and meet each other, we are destined, why don't you two come together?"

"Huh?" Yue Yifeng's eyes narrowed, "I am Yueying White Wolf."

Lu Zheng Nodding, "We have a life-and-death feud with Tushan Tianhu. When we meet, one of us must die?"

Mo Yuexian hurriedly answered, "Of course not."

“Isn’t that enough?”

Lu Zheng shruggedThen he looked at Master Miaoyi and Zen Master Chihuan on the other side, "You two have been looking at each other for a long time. I guess you are hungry, why don't we go together?"