A big living person in front of everyone, actually evaporated out of thin air, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's really incredible. No one shouted in exclamation, but the face of the building became even more silent, and everyone held their breath, as if they were trying to find the disappeared figure.

Only Lu Suifeng didn't do anything, but quietly lowered his eyes, unable to capture any emotional changes on his face. What the other party is using is just a stealth secret method, and if the naked eye can catch his existence, it can't be called a secret method.

Lu Suifeng's hand suddenly had an extra sword, no one saw how the sword was unsheathed, and a cold sword light suddenly slashed towards the void behind him;

In the middle of the city, only a few people saw what was happening? A vague phantus, a short sword as black as ink stabbed silently into Lu Suifeng's vest, as for how Lu Suifeng unleashed this fatal blow with unmistakable accuracy, it is unknown. Countless eyeballs were about to roll out, and they only heard a sonorous sound, but they didn't see anything.

Sonorous, sonorous......

Then there was a string of sword light flashing in all directions, bursting out a series of sharp and piercing explosions, sparks and silver stars splashed in the sky, but I saw Lu Suifeng with one person and one sword, sometimes dodging and slashing, sometimes picking up and chopping, sliding and slashing, volleying and stabbing in the air......

One bright and one dark, long-range attack and close attack, close combat, invisible speed of life and death, a little slow for a second and a half, is bound to splash blood. There were several cuts on Lu Suifeng's clothes, but fortunately, his skin and flesh had not been injured, and it was hard to imagine how thrilling that series of thrilling fights was like lightning.

The silence returned again, Lu Suifeng had locked the breath on the other party's body after a thrilling fight, and he could roughly identify the position of the opponent's movement without using his eyes, although the opponent reached a dusty and silent realm when he made a move, but the breath on his body would betray his next intention at the first time.

Yin Fengyue's body is like a wind-like nothingness, but it is everywhere, and when he makes a move, he reaches the realm of being silent and silent, even if he is the "king" among the killers, it is nothing more than that. If it weren't for Lu Suifeng, his target would only lie down at this time.

This blow that moved with the wind can be described as imperceptible, but the result was incredibly easily defused by the other party, which seemed to be expected and unexpected. Because his intuition told him that the opponent in front of him was very dangerous, and he couldn't see the depth of his reality at all, although it was only a tentative blow, he was shocked by the opponent's adaptability, and he was able to swing this sudden attack with such precision in the first place.

However, he didn't know that every time he attacked, he betrayed the aura on his body at the first time, and then, no matter how cleverly concealed, this aura would ruthlessly reveal his location.

The silence returned to the face again, and once Lu Suifeng locked on the other party's breath, he could roughly identify the position of the other party's movement without using his eyes. On the surface, it seems that there is one light and one dark, and the other party has the advantage, but in fact, this advantage has become a deadly trap.

Yin Fengyue's figure melted into the air again, and the attacks and killings again and again seemed to be born out of nothingness, only to see the cold ghostly light flashing and staggering, and no one was seen. The frequency of attacks is fast and concise, and each blow is issued from an incredible dead end, and the moves are deadly, which is a murderous move, and it is terrifying and ferocious.

It's a pity that he didn't know that his every move and style clearly fell into the eyes of the other party, and the so-called blind spot attack, for Lu Suifeng, was at most to shatter a few afterimages, and it could not constitute any substantial threat at all.

From time to time, a series of sharp and piercing explosions erupted on the battle platform, and sparks and silver stars flew in the air, but two very vague phantoms were sometimes dodged and slashed, sometimes up and down, sliding and slashing, and volleying and stabbing in the air......

Yin Fengyue's speed was as fast as the wind to the extreme, and before he could lock on, he lost the target in the next second, and then a series of strange and deadly attacks, leaving a series of criss-crossing clear trajectories in the air.

Despite this, no matter how fierce, tricky, and weird Yin Fengyue's attack was, every attack and kill was indiscriminately missed, making him feel extremely surprised and shocked.

The dark short sword in Yin Fengyue's hand flickered again, and suddenly released an astonishing brilliance like a bright moon, and silver sword shadows spread out in all directions, as if tearing through the light marks of the night everywhere they went.

This sudden brilliance, shining with the vision of landing with the wind, dizzy eyes, psychedelic facial features, deadly sword light, the killing machine was hidden in it, and the lightning pierced Lu Suifeng's throat.

This is also a mysterious secret killing skill that Yin Fengyue is proud of, and he will not use it easily, but the target in front of him is too difficult, and he has only seen it in his life, so he has to send out this powerful blow.

A dazzling sword light in the bloom of brilliance was full of cold killing intentions, which was the fatal blow that hooked the soul and killed it.

Lu Suifeng's sword was only unsheathed again at this time, and a flash of purple electric cold light slashed out in the air, drawing an arc-shaped trajectory in the air, simple, but as if it had been tempered thousands of times.

This seemingly simple and random sword made Yin Fengyue tremble, and the blooming brilliance was like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, quickly melting. It seems that even oneself is integrated into it, and there is nothing to hide.

The Splitting Shadow Sword actually hit the air, but a purple electric cold light rushed towards his neck, and between his breaths, a sword cold light had been rapidly enlarged and filled in front of him, as if occupying the entire world in front of him.

I have to say that Yin Lincheng's ability to adapt is very rich and sophisticated. If there is no way to avoid it, why avoid it. Yin Fengyue decisively stretched out her other idle hand, glowing with a layer of misty green light, and a faint fragrance suddenly emanated from the air, which made people's minds suddenly feel a blur.

It was a hand wearing silver gloves, fearlessly grabbing a few sword lights that were infinitely close to his neck, and it made a screeching sound of metal cutting. I don't know what the texture of this glove is, it can not be cut by a sword, but it can also emit a faint fragrance at the same time, which can make people appear in a temporary blur, and there is enough time to cut people's throats and pierce people's hearts with a knife.

"Youlan is drunk!" Lu Suifeng sniffed gently, looking very refreshing, and did not show a strange demeanor; "Sure enough, it is really unguardable." It's just that the battle only values the result, but it is understandable. ＂

"It's a bit surprising that you can not be affected by this strange smell. There are countless means for cultivators, how to say that there is only one kind of result, both openly and secretly, and they don't care what means are used, and achieving the goal is the king. Yin Fengyue's words sounded very cold-blooded, but from his perspective and position, it was understandable and reasonable.

"I don't mean to despise disdain, this is also a secret killing technique, but it is just a little inferior. It's a pity that it doesn't work as well as it should in me. Lu Suifeng looked at Yin Fengyue, who had appeared in shape, and showed a strange expression, "Once you come out of the shadows, your advantage will be gone. Now, standing against each other, what chance do you think you still have?" Lu Suifeng smiled, as relaxed as if chatting.

"You're a tough guy to deal with, but it seems like you're not qualified to beat me. If I wanted to, I would have disappeared in front of you at any time, melted back into the air, and the last time I lay down would be you, not me. As Yin Fengyue spoke, her figure became blurry and illusory again, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared on the spot.

As everyone knows, the breath on his body was firmly locked by Lu Suifeng, and the reason why he used all the wonderful and superb killing methods to still not even touch a corner of the other party was because the direction and trajectory of each shot were predicted in advance by the other party.

Hidden in the void, Yin Fengyue, the moment his body moved slightly, Lu Suifeng also stepped out at the same time, close to the end of the world, instantly across the space of twenty meters, and a flash of lightning disappeared.

Yin Fengyue knew that he would never have the upper hand in a head-on fight, and he would not choose this way of being short and long, so he was very calm and wise to hide his body again, and find the opportunity to strike another thunderous blow.

Those who are accustomed to yin people are usually the most afraid of being yin, and their vigilance is usually very strong, especially for a thoughtful person like Yin Fengyue, who always maintains a high degree of vigilance. Therefore, as soon as he was about to attack, out of the corner of his eye, he found a cold star rushing from his side, and he didn't know how the other party found out where he was, and he didn't have time to let people think about it.

If he hesitated a little longer, the sharp cold star would pierce his temple, and his left arm was stretched out, shooting out like lightning, and he deftly avoided the opponent's sword blade, and slapped his palm on the opponent's attacking sword.

The power of this palm was surging and surging, and under one blow, it actually slapped Lu Suifeng's sword sideways to the side. Lu Suifeng's sword momentum was agile and floating, and his body turned with the sword, flashing five feet away in an instant, and the power of rotation cleared the opponent's strength left on the sword.

The other party's gloves are not even swords, I don't know what kind of material they are made of, at least at the level of the first level of heavenly products. A person can slap a palm against the sharp blade of the sword, and can delicately avoid the blade of the sword and hit the body of the sword, this courage and sense of battle are very within the reach of people. Only a top master like Yin Fengyue can dare to be brave and brave.

The next moment, Yin Fengyue's figure moved again, intending to get rid of this situation of being passively attacked, but it was a pity that the other party would not give him this opportunity at all.