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Seeing this, Ling Tianyun couldn't help but hit Fu Xifeng again, he naturally didn't expect Jin Dazhong's departure, but this man who looked almost comparable to Yan Longxing didn't have the slightest courage, and such a scene scared him out of his mind, and he was almost scared to death. Youdao has a good skin, but it is really an embroidered pillow, it is estimated that Jin Dazhong will be wasted like this in this life, and he will never want to take a step closer in martial arts, unless he has any adventures, but even if Jin Dazhong has a great adventure, his nature is destined to his achievements.

"Fu Lao Pifu, do you think that this seat doesn't know what your idea is, you will still be afraid of those five little babies, don't worry, this seat will not disturb you, you can let go of everything, that kind of trick of using knives behind your back is disdainful of this seat to do it." The Fusang ninja couldn't help but roll his eyes at Fu Xifeng and said angrily. After saying that, he closed his eyes and recuperated, and a huge aura lingered around his body, and it seemed that his injuries were not light.

No one knew that Iga glanced at Yelu Qishi and the white ape slightly before closing his eyes to recuperate, and his gaze was very gloomy, and almost no one noticed. Even Yelu Gishi, who couldn't help but look at the huge body of the white dragon, didn't notice that Iga looked at him secretly, as if he had been forgotten, no one cared about his existence, he and the white ape were approaching the behemoth.

The white ape's mouth let out a low squeak, and from time to time it grabbed the bright red blood that seeped out of the white dragon's body and sent it into its mouth. The corners of its mouth were stained with the blood of the white dragon, and its claws were even more shocking red, and it grinned with excitement as it grinned with blood. It seemed to be very concerned about the blood seeping out of the white dragon, and from time to time it would pick up its claws and pour the dragon blood flowing out into its mouth.

Yelu Qishi, who had never said a word or expressed any position from beginning to end, looked at the huge figure in front of him calmly, and his ordinary face could not see what he was thinking. He allowed the white ape to devour the dragon blood flowing from the white dragon's body, and a pair of very ordinary hands kept caressing the dragon scales of the white dragon, and traces of blood flowed from his fingers, but he didn't care.

Iga meditated and pranayama for the second time, and his position was also very vague, and no one knew what he really thought. The Khitan general focused on the huge body in front of him, and the white ape beside him seemed to be very interested in the blood that seeped out of the white dragon, devouring the blood flowing from the white dragon's body from time to time. Wan Yan Yan's eyes flickered with bitterness, she knew that with her current strength, she couldn't participate in the battle between Wan Yan Zhantian and the others and Fu Xifeng, she could only stand quietly on the rock next to the break between the two peaks.

The five young men confronted the famous Goguryeo swordsman, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Old Ghost Fu, now you are alone, there are five of us here, what are you going to do to fight us. I advise you to go back to your Goguryeo Kingdom as soon as possible, so as not to fall into the tragedy of dying in a foreign land. Ling Tianyun sneered unceremoniously. For a sanctimonious hypocrite like Fu Xifeng, he naturally doesn't have a good face, especially for the swordsmen of Goguryeo, he doesn't have any good feelings like Ye Yinfeng.

"If you say so much, you are not afraid that the wind will blow your tongue. Do you think that with the number of you there is a chance of victory, and the number of people represents strength, but you are too ignorant, let the predecessors who represent you teach you a good lesson today, so that you can know how high and thick this day is. Fu Xifeng smiled contemptuously and coldly, and he said disdainfully.

"What's the use of the old ghost talking so much, if you want to fight, you can fight, where is so much nonsense. He also unashamedly wanted to teach us a lesson on behalf of our predecessors. Do you have what it takes. Do you think that our seniors are as despicable and shameless as you, haven't you noticed that none of our senior masters in the martial arts cultivation world have appeared until now. That's because they have instinctive confidence in themselves, and they don't have to rely on this external object to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. And what about you, what's the difference between you and the robber, and you are proud of bullying us juniors, if it were me, I would have bought a piece of tofu and hit the wall and died. ”

Ling Tianyun's sharp words suddenly detonated Fu Xifeng's long-dormant anger, and his face turned from iron blue to red. These words were more powerful than a sharp blade, which made his old face ashamed, but it can be said to be a model of annoyance and anger.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, get out of the way, lest this seat be killed." Fu Xifeng's old face turned red and almost turned purple, and the sword in his hand raised and shouted. He didn't have any chance to refute Ling Tianyun's sharp words, and at the same time, he was also annoyed in his heart, he knew that it was better to kill the young man as soon as possible if he was so troublesome, so as not to be afraid of himself now. He wasn't afraid of those five, but there were two other masters with similar strength to him who were eyeing each other, and although those two looked indifferent, he knew that once he showed his flaws, one of the two would definitely launch a fatal blow.

Similarly, Ling Tianyun and the other five people also had the same concerns, they naturally didn't want to be in a situation where Hemung Feng was competing for the benefit of the fisherman. Yelu Qishi and the white ape don't seem to have any position, but they are still very jealous, they can't see Yelu Qishi's true strength at all, they have a faint feeling in their hearts that Yelu Qishi should be the strongest of all the people present. There is also the white ape, although it is a demon beast, but judging from its behavior of not being afraid of the white dragon, this white ape is also very extraordinary. As for the Fuso ninja, this man must harbor evil intentions and be good at sneak attacks, and he will surely deliver a fatal blow at every opportunity.

"Master Bujie and I will first explore the bottom of Fu Xifeng, and the three of you will stay in case of accidents." Ye Yinfeng's eyes flashed, and he whispered to everyone. As soon as his righteousness came out, naturally no one objected, and although the little monk hesitated slightly, he still nodded.

"In that case, then you should be careful, Fu Xifeng is a long-time sword master, just drag him down. Let's use the wheel and car technique, even if we can't beat him, we will exhaust him to death. Ling Tianyun whispered, he didn't believe that with the strength of the five of them, they wouldn't be able to defeat even a foreign swordsmith, confidence was their greatest weapon. As for Ye Yinfeng's familiarity, he naturally knew that there must be a reason for Ye Yinfeng's trip.

Ye Yinfeng nodded to indicate that he knew, and then he whispered to the little monk, "Be careful of his sword intent, don't look at him."

The little monk only showed a slight smile, and he didn't know where he took out his weapon, but it was still the same manganese bowl, the manganese bowl with golden light was like a thousand weights, and he held it tightly in his palm with a solemn expression. He swung his big red robe, and his figure took the lead in rushing towards the Goguryeo swordsman.

Seeing this, Ye Yinfeng naturally knew that the little monk's cultivation was extraordinary, he raised the bladeless iron sword in his hand, and his body swept away, and a blue shadow flashed. The Dao Dao sword shadow in his hand turned into a sword flower and stabbed towards Fu Xifeng's body, his figure dragged the Dao blue afterimage, and the sharp sword light shone faintly under the cold wind.

Fu Xifeng's face was solemn, the sword that shone with brilliant brilliance was already raised in front of him, and a dazzling sword light quickly headed towards the little monk in the big red robe. This is the most critical move in swordsmanship, the sword light is secretly in line with his years of cultivation, and the silky true qi bursts out from the gorgeous sword.

The little monk waved his red robe, his body was spinning like the wind, and the manganese bowl in his hand was rolled up with a heavy coercion. I saw that in the flickering red light, only the golden light flickered in the red shadow, and there was a strange and strange aura in the red shadow.

Brilliant light shot out, piercing in from the red shadow, Fu Xifeng was as steady as a mountain, and the demeanor of a great grandmaster was vividly displayed. The sword in his hand stirred the luster of the glass and swirled in the red shadow, and the sound of the Dao sword light breaking through the air did not enter the red shadow, and collided with the golden light in the red shadow, and suddenly several dull low sounds spread all over the place, and the red shadow was also a meal, and the figure of the little monk who did not quit appeared.

And at this moment, the bladeless iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand arrived at Fu Xifeng's chest like a ghostly one, and the sharp sword qi snatched the sound from the brilliant light. But he didn't know that as soon as Fu Xifeng's body turned, the streamer-like sword reversed like this, and suddenly retracted, and the black bladeless iron sword stabbed on the streamer-like gorgeous sword.

With a sound of "Zheng", Ye Yinfeng only felt a huge counterattack force surging from his bladeless iron sword, heading straight towards his arm, and with a wrong step under his feet, the bladeless iron sword was slightly deviated, staggering the fierce and domineering sword, and his figure took a step forward. The iron sword in his hand carried a faint shadow from Fu Xifeng's figure, and his figure had already staggered away from Fu Xifeng, and he fell behind Fu Xifeng.

Tuan Tuan sword intent headed towards Fu Xifeng, and the golden light of the Dao Dao surged up with a touch of holy and majestic Buddha light, and Ye Yinfeng and the little monk of the unprecepted attacked one after the other. And Fu Xifeng blocked the attacks of the two when the streamer sword was raised and shaken, he walked like a steady step, his body was as heavy as a mountain, and the momentum of Linyue Yuan Pavilion was like freehand. The strength of this generation of grandmasters is bound to be strong, but fortunately, he didn't go all out, otherwise where could Ye Yinfeng and the little monk persevere.

Ling Tianyun knew that Fu Xifeng didn't do his best, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he turned to look at the white dragon that had been ignored, and found that this white dragon was looking at him with a pair of dragon eyes, and the swinging dragon whiskers stretched out to him from time to time. He was very puzzled, he knew that the white dragon seemed to be saying something to him, but from the low roar of the white dragon, he couldn't hear what it meant, he couldn't help but reach out and press on the white dragon's horns.

For this holy beast that could only appear in mythology, it was really the first time that Ling Tianyun had come into contact with this white dragon so closely, and when he saw this behemoth, he didn't have the same palpitations in his heart as he had at the beginning. The two eyes on the dragon's head, which were bigger than goose eggs, and the big mouth that was torn and hideous, and the dragon horns above its head, all made him feel incredible. This is the legendary dragon, the dragon that can only appear in legends. His hand caressed the dragon's horns, but the white dragon made no sound, as docile as a little sheep.

Ling Tianyun was immersed in his thoughts, and he was amazed by the huge body of this white dragon, as well as the magical creations between heaven and earth. There was a cold feeling in his hand, the dragon horn gave him a special feeling, but the feeling could not be described in words, as if he had become the overlord of the world that soared for nine days, he was the master of this heaven and earth, he had an immortal life, he felt that this was the real immortal.

There was a hint of cunning in the white dragon's docile gaze, it lowered its head slightly, and any human in the dark clothes stroked its dragon horns, but from the afterglow of its eyes, it could still see the sky that was gradually darkening. It saw a layer of colorful clouds suddenly appear in the dim sky, and a solemn gate with brilliant streamers slowly emerged.