At the same time, the long sword in his right hand left a golden line of light in the air, and cut into the wave-shaped sword shadow like lightning. A cold star pierced through the gaps in the stacked sword nets, and flew straight towards Yan Wushuang's face, and the murderous aura of the golden light made people's skin cold and tingling.

Lu Suifeng's fist and sword counterattacked, and every move was as fast as a flash of lightning, enveloping the two of them in a weird way, forcing the two of them to withdraw their moves to save themselves. The switch between attack and defense between each other was reversed in an instant, and suddenly there was a sense of grievance in the quagmire, which made people so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.

For a time, the fist wind and sword qi were vertical and horizontal, swaying freely, forcing the two to resist hard, block a sword, take a step back, resist a punch, and take two steps back. The sword qi fists continued to collide, bursting out with an incomparably piercing explosion, causing the surrounding air to ripple like water waves.

From the fierce attack of the two to being forced to kill by the other party step by step, the reversal of the situation between each other is only between breaths, Fei Dan does not even have a chance to fight back, and he must worry about the other party's attack and killing, which can be described as extremely aggrieved and angry, what a shame and contempt this is.

However, at this time, in addition to trying their best to block, they couldn't even hand over a punch or a sword, and if they continued like this, the two of them would definitely lose. The strong can be killed, but not humiliated.

Yan Wushuang's heart was horizontal, his body was slightly sideways, and he endured the pain of being pierced through his shoulder by a sword again, and the spear in his hand was pointed directly at the opponent's throat. The figure also rose from the ground at the same time, his feet stepped on the void again and again, the whole body rose ten meters high, and the spear in his hand crossed an arc of blue light in the air, striking a desperate blow.

A dazzling beam of blue light seemed to burst out from the depths of the clouds, leaving a flickering scratch in the air......

At the same time, Leng Tianji was really angry, and he stood up and shook Lu Suifeng's punch, and while opening his mouth to spurt blood, his body was raised several meters high in the air, and a big fist burst into flames, and he bombarded straight towards Lu Suifeng's standing. Fang Yuan's ten meters were all within the attack of the Flame Fist, and people didn't even have a chance to dodge and move.

The blue streamer of water and sky is pure and cold, containing a murderous aura that is cold and soaked in the bones, which makes people's scalp numb and their hairs stand on end. A touch of solemnity flashed in Lu Suifeng's eyes, and he retracted his indifferent posture, and his whole body was like a sharp sword waiting to be unsheathed. Slowly drew a sword, as if pulling the weight of a thousand catties, and drew an arc of golden light extremely slowly.

The pure and cold streamer, like a drop of crystal water, slowly dripped into the arc of the aura, burst out in an instant, turning into countless sharp blue streamers, blooming in all directions, the streamer is like a sword, the edge is endless, intending to tear, destroy the withering and decaying everything.

As everyone knows, it was wrapped and entangled by a swirling golden energy, and the heavy obstacles made it difficult to advance an inch, and the powerful sharp blue streamer kept spitting and trembling in the soft golden energy, and then burst open, making a deafening explosion.

Yan Wushuang's killer technique "Water and Sky One Color" collapsed, and a stream of blood spurted out of the person's mouth in mid-air, and his heart was discharged, and the whole person couldn't help but fly upside down.

Lu Suifeng naturally would not forget the existence of Leng Qianji, the other party's every move was in his keen perception, and while repelling Yan Wushuang, he had already caught a glimpse of a big fist in the corner of his eye, wrapped in fiery red flames, and bombarded towards his back side at a rapid speed.

The attack time and heat of this punch were very well handled, and it happened that at the moment when Lu Suifeng took out his sword to deal with Yan Wushuang's attack, he couldn't take care of this thunderous blow at all, and he didn't even have time to dodge.

Five meters, three meters...... The flame fist power rapidly enlarged under Lu Suifeng's eyes, and the fiery red light reflected on his face, and he could already feel the heat wave of high temperature scorching his skin, Once he was unfortunately hit by this flame fist, the probability of saving words was almost negligible.

This sudden attack, like death suddenly coming, in the exclamation of countless people, Lu Suifeng had no such awareness, his expression was still indifferent, quiet, and there was a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth that was slightly raised. The next moment, suddenly with a flick of his fingers, a beam of dazzling golden rays burst out from the tips of his fingers;

In everyone's sight, an extremely shocking scene occurred, the domineering fist like a mountain was instantly pierced by a beam of golden light that popped out of the fingertips, and it collapsed visibly with the naked eye. There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the shattered air spread, hitting everyone's eardrums heavily, making a "buzzing" trembling sound.

And that beam of golden light, as if the remaining momentum was not exhausted, still with an indomitable resolute will, swept towards Leng Qianji like a shock, poof! Fortunately, there was still a Yuan Force Protector, which offset most of the Jin Mang's attacks, but it still couldn't block the power of this blow, and while the body flew out upside down, a puddle of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Lu Suifeng raised his eyes to look at the cold sky machine that flew upside down, he was in the air, his left hand was stretched into a claw, and he was tightly pressed against the castrated finger mang, and blood was already flowing at the tiger's mouth.

It can be seen that Lu Suifeng's curved fingers popped out this bundle of golden mangs, how powerful its power is, and if it advances a little further, the golden mangs will inevitably penetrate into the opponent's body for a long time.

It's just that all of this is in Lu Suifeng's precise support and control, and the competition is up to the point, otherwise, it will be a corpse at this moment.

Opened his voice and breathed, smashed the terrible golden mang close to his chest and abdomen, staggered to the ground, and retreated more than ten steps in a row, which stabilized his body slightly, swallowed sweetly, and couldn't help but squirt a mouthful of blood, and his chest was clear, which was much more open.

Lu Suifeng fought with one enemy and four enemies, and the two clones he conjured up fought with Bai Liufeng and Yan Chihuo, but the real body was the only one to fight Leng Caiji and Yan Wushuang, the two peaks of life and death The joint attack.

After several thrilling fights with each other, at this time, Bai Liufeng and Yan Chihuo were both injured when they saw red, and they were forced into the wind by Lu Suifeng's two clones, and they were in danger and complained.

"A good move" snap of the fingers thunder", ruthless enough!" Leng Qianji wiped the blood stains from his mouth, and said in a shocked voice, he clearly knew that if it weren't for the other party's exquisite proportion, he would have had time to crush the terrifying golden mang.

"Kill!" Yan Wushuang, who was knocked away by Lu Suifeng's sword, fell to the ground and suddenly felt a burst of blood churning, annoyed and angry with a touch of surprise, and the spear in his hand was across his chest, giving people a posture of an iron lock across the river. Immediately, the ground under his feet, a heavy mountain-like momentum suddenly evaporated from his body, permeating the surroundings, as if even the air had suddenly become viscous and heavy, and the hard surface seemed to be unable to withstand such a majestic squeeze, and cracked all at once.

A rushing spear intent seemed to break through the space in front of it, converging into an earthy yellow sword light several zhang long, and a shot stabbed out of the air, instantly forming a majestic peak, which hung above Lu Suifeng's head like thunder, constantly descending and crushing.

Lu Suifeng's cold eyes were like electricity, and in the face of the heavy sword momentum like a mountain, he did not have the slightest intention of dodging and retreating. The next moment, a shocking sword light seemed to burst out from the depths of the sky, quickly cutting into the high mountain peak, and suddenly burst out of a violent shock of high frequency, and the heavy sword momentum as strong as the mountain then emitted a slight tremor, distorted, and cracked out in all directions clearly visible to the naked eye, and the air exuded a dusty atmosphere.

Yan Wushuang's expression is still solemn, no sorrow or joy, the whole body is drumming up and down with the awe-inspiring breath of earth, with the breath of thick earth constantly climbing rapidly, as if it is integrated with the ground under his feet, there is an inseparable sense of majestic heaviness, as solid and upright as a mountain, immovable as the thick and solid of a mountain.

With the naked eye, the ground under his feet suddenly rolled up layers of dust, like a rolling torrent rushing wildly, and the momentum was vast, intending to crush the other party into pulp and pulp in one fell swoop. Holding the sword in both hands and raising it towards the sky, the thick and awe-inspiring momentum doubled in an instant, making people suddenly feel a sense of danger.

In the roar, Yan Wushuang's spear smashed into the air, like a meteorite falling from the sky, rolling up the dust in the air, turning into a rolling yellow dragon, and the domineering Wushuang swooped towards Lu Suifeng and swept away.

The power of this shot is enough to crack the mountain and break the mountain, the gun shadow flashes, stacked heavily, and splits dozens of spears like mountains in one breath, one shot is better than one shot, it seems that dozens of yellow dragons are flying and dancing wildly, the momentum is shaking the sky, and the dodge space on the front and back is full of dragon shadow guns.

"This ...... How is it possible?" Yan Wushuang's eyes showed a look of disbelief, but when he saw a figure shuttling between the spear and the dragon shadow like a ghost, he seemed to be walking leisurely. It seems to be dangerous, but in fact, it is thrilling and unscathed.

The next moment, it suddenly flashed out of the dense shroud of guns as light as the wind. A beam of purple light was as terrifying as lightning, and it slashed diagonally towards Yan Wushuang's arm holding the gun, and the whole movement was smooth and smooth, without a trace of fireworks.

However, in Yan Wushuang's eyes, Lu Suifeng's clear and elegant appearance seemed to have suddenly turned into a god-shattering god of war, the sword split the mountains and split the mountains, and every time a sword was slashed, it would produce a violent shock wave, and every roar made the ground under his feet tremble. It made his sword-holding arms tremble and go numb, as if he was in danger of flying out.

At this scene, Leng Qianji, who was about to join forces to attack, was dumbfounded, and he actually forgot to make a move.

"Leng Qianji, what are you waiting for?" Yan Wushuang roared loudly with a bulging face, facing this tidal attack, he was really a little unbearable. If this situation continues, it will not take a moment for the trend of "iron lock across the river" that he is proud of to collapse.

Sure enough, under the thunderous slashing repeatedly, a crack finally appeared in the rock-solid momentum, and a beam of lightning pierced through the crack in the solid rock strangely, so that Yan Wushuang's hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but let out a furious shout; "Get out!" The big sword in his hand swept out in response, trying to swing away this strange and terrifying sword.