Jiang Feng didn't move, the sword was a sword shot, it was also a sword with a hundred and twenty-eight times the air shock amplitude, no matter how strange this blood-turning palm was, that palm wind was torn apart in an instant. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sword qi storm swept and impacted, crushing the palm wind into an invisible form.

This is an extremely simple sword, simplifying the complex, in fact, simplifying it again, there is a tendency to break through ten thousand laws, of course, so far, Jiang Feng's comprehension of his own swordsmanship has only reached this step.

"Boom ......"

The Void exploded, and this cave was shaking because of this, and it could collapse at any time.

"Take me another sword. Jiang Feng said in a low voice.

The two were evenly matched, and when the sword qi and palm wind dissipated, Jiang Feng was the third sword shot, he had no intention of proving how powerful Yuan Yingjie was, but was confident in his own swordsmanship.

As soon as the sword came out, the sword qi was like a violent wind, connecting the mysteries between heaven and earth, and the speed of an ordinary Yuanying cultivator's sword, even if it was a sword cultivation in the late Yuanying period, I am afraid that it was less than one-tenth of Jiang Feng's.

The true meaning of the mystical sword technique is actually the rules that connect the heavens and the earth, and then derive those rules into their own kendo rules.

With this sword, Jiang Feng's state of mind suddenly became unprecedentedly ethereal and clear, vaguely touched, but that trace of understanding was fleeting, and Jiang Feng had not had time to capture it, but it had disappeared.

"Huh?"

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Jiang Feng was slightly stunned.

He found that the arcane sword technique, which seemed to be one hundred and twenty-eight times the amplitude of air shock, was already the limit, and further extended it was a completely different realm.

"What's that?" Jiang Feng thought for a moment.

"Bang!"

Under the sword, Yuan Yingjie fell backwards and flew out, he was injured again, and his body was covered in blood, leaving sword marks one after another, and blood dripping down.

"Run!"

Yuan Yingjie was shocked, and it was obvious that he had realized that Jiang Feng's third sword had skyrocketed in power, which almost meant that he could no longer be defeated.

Yuan Yingjie had a bad premonition, if Jiang Feng made a fourth sword, he would inevitably fall with blood today, which made Yuan Yingjie's heart tense for a while, for fear in the future, where would he dare to continue fighting, and he would flee when he turned around.

"Yuan Yingjie, do you think you can escape?" Jiang Feng said coldly.

Jiang Feng had fallen into a certain kind of wonderful epiphany before, it was rare to meet an opponent in chess, so naturally he would not miss the opportunity, and following the direction of Yuan Yingjie's escape, Jiang Feng pursued him.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Suddenly, I heard an amazing wind whistling in the cave, and then, I saw a huge figure floating in the air.

"Dragon!"

Far away, Yuan Yingjie's voice was trembling, his eyes widened, and he looked at the huge black shadow, and even the Adam's apple was trembling.

The owner of this cave, I don't know who it is, the inside is incredible, when that black shadow floats in the air, the length of dozens of zhang is also very conspicuous.

But that was only for the cave house, when it fell into the eyes of Jiang Feng and Yuan Yingjie, the sensory feelings, naturally, were completely different.

It can be seen that the huge black shadow is wrapped in a black mist, the mist is thick, and the real body cannot be seen.

That made people instantly think of dragon breath, and it was based on this that Yuan Yingjie was shocked and screamed.

"Dragons?"

Jiang Feng muttered to himself, he had made a judgment before, he didn't think that there would be a true dragon manifestation in the Spine Dragon Mausoleum, but what he saw in front of him was clearly subversive.

But is it really a dragon?

Jiang Feng used his divine sense to strafe the past, but it was impossible to catch, but Jiang Feng still felt strange, not thinking that this was a dragon, or a snake, or ...... Jiao?

The huge black shadow floated, but it was not still, as if the existence of Jiang Feng and Yuan Yingjie had not been discovered, and it disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

"Chase, catch up!" Yuan Yingjie shouted, his eyes full of greed, completely forgetting that he was being chased by Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng's speed slowed down, but he was no longer in a hurry to make a move, Yuan Yingjie seemed very impatient, after he spoke, he chased in the direction where the black shadow disappeared, but this was rare cannon fodder.

Jiang Feng followed Yuan Yingjie forward, and unconsciously, from another direction, walked out of the cave, and then, Jiang Feng saw many monks descending at the bottom of the deep stream.

They all discovered that huge black shadow, and almost all of them fell into madness, chasing after Yuan Yingjie and running wildly.

"Brother Dao, you?" Wu Yingying saw Jiang Feng, and he was not light, that is called a hater of iron and steel.

"Go over and see. Jiang Feng didn't want to say more, and greeted.

"Brother Dao, you must follow me closely, don't blindly rush in, I am here, but I can protect you from the danger of your life. Wu Yingying said very seriously, but he didn't want to waste time.

A group of monks pursued frantically, and above their heads, a huge black shadow covered the sky, and they were all excited and couldn't help themselves.

Eventually, on the edge of a cold pool, many monks stopped one after another.

The cold pool was bubbling cold, and the huge black shadow disappeared and entered the cold pool.

"What should I do, to go in or not to go in?" asked the monk.

This cold pool is strange and unfathomable, no one knows what the situation is inside, and if you venture into it, you may be in danger of your life.

Although many monks were fiery and extremely fanatical, at this time, they also had to calm down, after all, when it came to their own lives, no one dared to take risks easily.

Yuan Yingjie suddenly turned his head and glanced at Jiang Feng deeply, his eyes were extremely resentful.

"Jiang Feng?" Yuan Yingjie silently recited these two words in his heart.

He fought with Jiang Feng, it can be described as a fiasco, and now it is extremely embarrassing, such a scene, in the eyes of many monks, they are very surprised, they don't know what happened, in terms of Yuan Yingjie's cultivation, it is actually bloody, and he is seriously injured.

That kind of look made Yuan Yingjie at a loss, feeling that everyone was watching his jokes.

"Become stronger, I, Yuan Yingjie, want to become stronger. Yuan Yingjie said viciously in his heart.

The true dragon manifests, and an opportunity is just around the corner, maybe, inside this cold pool, there is that dragon treasure, how can you miss it?

"Jiang Feng, wait for me to kill you. Yuan Yingjie said in his heart, and without hesitation, he swept into the cold pool.

With Yuan Yingjie's movement, the rest of the monks went crazy again, like dumplings, puff and puff to jump inside.

"You know each other. Jiang Feng muttered softly.

He could see that at a certain moment, Yuan Yingjie had the urge to reveal his identity, but in the end he restrained it.

It is also Yuan Yingjie's self-restraint, otherwise, if Yuan Yingjie is not allowed to speak, Jiang Feng will cut out with a sword and take Yuan Yingjie's life.

"Brother Dao, don't be impulsive. Wu Yingying was afraid that Jiang Feng would put himself in danger, so while speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Feng back.

"Let's see what happens. Wu Yingying said again.

Jiang Feng nodded, from beginning to end, he had a bad premonition, and he always felt that today's events were very unusual.

After all, if it was really the manifestation of the true dragon, all the monks here would be killed.

The huge black shadow appeared here from the cave, and it was more like leading the way, bringing many monks here.

The cold air in Hantan was bubbling, and he didn't know anything about the internal situation, Jiang Feng's plan was to take a look first, anyway, in terms of his strength, if he made a move at all costs, who could stop him?

In just a few moments, most of the monks who appeared here were missing, and only a dozen people were left, standing on the edge of the cold pool, motionless, they were the same as Jiang Feng's thoughts, and they didn't plan to rush in.

There are several powerful auras among them, which are quite amazing, and they are the monks who have turned into gods in half a step.

"Yuan Yingjie is too anxious. One of them spoke softly.

"He was wounded, but he didn't know what was going on. Someone else said.

Among the many monks, in terms of Yuan Yingjie's cultivation, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person, but he is injured and extremely embarrassed, which is not unusual.

"I have a bad feeling that it doesn't come true. Another person said in a deep voice, with a serious face.

All the time, they stared at the situation in the cold pool.

The monks who entered it had long since disappeared, and the surface of the water gradually calmed down, and occasionally, one or two small bubbles emerged, showing that the inside of the cold pool was not actually calm.

"Blood?"

Suddenly, one person said.

I just saw that in the turquoise cold pool, all of a sudden, a blood flower appeared, which was inconspicuous, but their cultivation was strong, and they could not escape the perception, and they were discovered in an instant.

"Someone died. The man said again.

But after this, more blood flowers came out, and after a dozen breaths, the turquoise cold pool was stained red by blood.

"What's the situation?" The faces of the half-step god-turning monks all became unusually grim.

It is not surprising that someone has died, but the water of the small half of the pool is dyed red, which is undoubtedly very abnormal.

It was as if in the cold pool, earth-shattering killings were taking place, and quietly, one monk after another was bleeding.

"Huh?"

Jiang Feng also noticed this situation, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, while Wu Yingying's face turned white.

After a long time, when there was finally no more blood flowers, the cold pool was already half dyed red, and from the beginning to the end, not a single monk came out of the water, as if all the monks who entered it were all dead.

The atmosphere was silent and weird, even if there were half-step cultivators who turned into gods, those monks all had ugly faces, and secretly held their breath.

"Is Yuan Yingjie dead too?" said in a muffled voice.

In terms of Yuan Yingjie's cultivation, they thought that Yuan Yingjie should have a glimmer of life, but after waiting for a long time, Hantan became more and more calm, and they didn't see Yuan Yingjie appear.

"How many people should I wait, do I leave or stay?" said one person, asking questions, and had the idea of retreating, but he was extremely unwilling.

"You, come here!" Suddenly, a pair of eyes swept towards Jiang Feng, and the man beckoned, commanding in a commanding tone!