Heaven and earth, a moment of ice, a breath of fire, ice and fire, in this world intertwined into a song!

"No mercy!"

The sound of the thick rush resounded, and the bull's head was actually covered with gray-purple qi, surrounding the body, and a strong intent emanated from it, roaring and rushing towards the harsh wind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With the Absolute Emperor Sword in his hand, his eyebrows froze in an instant.

The eye of Haotian, the golden flow, the ancient martial gold armor was all over the body in an instant, the wind blew the black and white hair, and the sword in Yan Feng's hand trembled.

One chance!

Drop of blood!

Yan Feng instantly thought of the bead in his body, and he could feel that after this bead became a spiritual void, it exuded a completely different aura.

This breath is telling itself that it is powerful, but... Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, Yan Feng knows that behind this power is an unknown danger!

But at this moment, only like this, just wanted to inject it into his heart, just as the drop of blood was close to his heart, Yan Feng was suddenly stunned.

I don't know why, he felt other powers in this bead, and a figure appeared in his mind, it was the Blood Demon...!

That face is laughing maniacally!

No way... Absolutely not!

If I use it this time, I'm afraid it is... I can't get back to the original strict wind!

At this moment, the bull's fist had already arrived.

roared with a punch, smashed at Yan Feng with a raging sound of breaking wind, subconsciously Yan Feng raised his sword to block, sonorous sound, the wave of qi spread away, and the huge power of the Nine Palace Realm was all vented on Yan Feng's body, and in an instant, blood came down from the corner of his mouth.

Yan Feng's body flew upside down, the bull's head continued to press, and the huge fists, punch after punch, smashed on Yan Feng's body frantically, constantly changing between ice and fire, and the sound of crackling rose in mid-air, causing a violent shock in the air.

Boom!

Finally, Yan Feng's sword once again resisted the huge fist of the bull's head wrapped in gray and purple qi!

Holding the sword in one hand, the sword is getting lower and lower, and it is already about to reach Yan Feng's forehead, and the bull's head, the breath in his nose can already spray Yan Feng's face.

Gritting his teeth tightly, the blood on Yan Feng's forehead dripped into beads!

Can't lose... You can't afford to lose!

At the time of the fierce battle in the sky, on the central island of the Sea of Ice and Fire, the strange thing is that a bamboo forest in the center of this island seems to have an enchantment, outside the bamboo forest, the ice and fire are replaced, either the iceberg or the sea of fire, but within this bamboo forest, there is no slightest impact.

The bamboo leaves follow the wind, making the sound of falling leaves, and there is a leisurely silence.

A woman, dressed in white and mopping the floor with a graceful skirt, walked among the bamboo forests, with a gentle smile on her lips.

In her arms, there is a little silver fox that is still in the infancy, this woman, is feeding the little silver fox, at this moment, from the sky came from the sound of cracking, subconsciously looked up, the body was shocked, the fox food in the woman's hand fell, the silver fox in the arms jumped from the arms, eating the food that fell on the ground.

The sword was already about to reach the place of Yan Feng's neck, the roar of the bull's head was accompanied by a huge fist, the fire of Shura in Yan Feng's eyes was raging, and he roared up to the sky, and the three-color Shura on his body rose to the sky in response, and the silent power of Fang Mu in his body was forcibly pulled out for nearly half an instant.

Rumble!

The invisible air wave was formed in an instant with the severe wind as the center, and this bull's head was also bounced away by this air wave!

A powerful coercion emanated from Yan Feng's body!

In his right hand, the hilt of the Absolute Emperor's sword suddenly turned, and Yan Feng's eyes looked at the bull's head, and the aura on his body was surging, soaring all the way.

The bull head looked at Yan Feng at this moment, and a pair of lantern-sized bull's eyes shrank, obviously shocked by Yan Feng's sudden increase in momentum, but then there was a wild roar.

"Death! Trespassers, death!"

With the sound of a sonic boom, he waved his huge fist and rushed towards Yan Feng again.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword was clenched tightly, Yan Feng's breath grew, every inch of his body was trembling, he couldn't stop roaring, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and at the moment when the bull's head rushed in, he raised his head and roared.

The power, like a fountain, gushed out in an instant, Yan Feng's figure, like an instant of brilliance, disappeared, and the sword in his hand turned into an incomparably bright sword light, as bright as the stars in the sky, and the bull's head staggered.

In an instant, the world seemed to fall into silence, and between heaven and earth, the silence was replaced only by ice and fire.

The bull's eyes have disbelief in them, obviously they are just spiritual void... Why, why is it so strong!

Why... His sword, so fast! so fast that he didn't even see it clearly, obviously he was still pressed and beaten by himself before, why suddenly!

Yourself, how could you lose ...

The sword was slowly put into the scabbard behind him, and the two of them stood with their backs to the volley, the wind, raising the hair on their foreheads, and the broken sleeve of the severe wind fluttered with the wind.

The original bull's head, from the place around the waist, a blood mark appeared, and the body was split into two halves in an instant, accompanied by an unwilling roar, turned into flying ashes, and dissipated between heaven and earth in an instant.

Ashes!

At the same time, the aura on Yan Feng's body was also rapidly dissipating, panting heavily, coughing suddenly, and directly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

In a hurry just now, he subconsciously forcibly withdrew the power that Fang Mu had been silent in his body, it was too reluctant, this kind of power was originally to be absorbed slowly, and it was just a sudden integration into his body, and he was simply betting on the endurance of his internal organs.

It's lucky, the power drawn out just reached the bearing node, if it is a few points more, you don't need this bull head to do it, you will already explode and die!

Feeling the dissipating breath in his body, Yan Feng took a deep breath, just now, his breath should have climbed from the Spirit Void to the peak of the Cave Heaven, at this moment, it was already dissipating, and he didn't know which stage he could stay in.

That power was rapidly dissipating, and Yan Feng suddenly found that his cultivation, after the dissipation of Fang Mu's breath, was actually frozen in the cave sky, and just now, he had already broken through the barrier of the cave sky, and broke through the spiritual void into the cave sky.

This can be regarded as a blessing and a curse.

The ancient martial gold armor on his body dispersed, Yan Feng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, turned to look at the bamboo forest again, and in an instant, his body was stunned.

Because, in this bamboo forest.

He saw a man, and that man, too, was looking at him.

Cher...!

Yan Feng's pupils are infinitely dilated!

It's true... It's Cher!

The figure rushed towards this small island in the sea of ice and fire in an instant, rushing towards this bamboo forest.

Just as the wind was about to arrive in this bamboo forest, his body was blocked out of the bamboo forest by an enchantment.

This bamboo forest is suddenly shrouded by an enchantment, no wonder it can not be disturbed by the ice and fire of the outside world.

"Break it for me!"

"Broken!"

Yan Feng roared, and the sword behind him kept slashing down on this enchantment, but it had no effect except for the slightest ripple.

At this moment, in the green bamboo forest, Lin Xue'er's figure ran over.

"Wood~!"

Yan Feng's sword froze, looking at Lin Xue'er in the eyes that appeared, and his heart couldn't help but relax.

Fortunately... She didn't look hurt.