With the movement of the pitch-black giant sword, a burst of sparks was slashed on Qing Shan's blade. Seeing that the hilt of the pitch-black giant sword was raised higher and higher, and the giant sword changed from horizontal to vertical, Feng Yun suddenly understood what Wu Xinghe was going to do, his face was not happy or angry, and he did not have the slightest fear to retreat, but just indifferently withdrew the green flash, hidden the knife in the sheath, and finally closed his eyes directly.

The pitch-black giant sword gradually climbed upward, although it was not erected above their heads, it still made their hearts tighten, and the disciples of the Dragon Palace didn't even dare to take a breath, they wanted to remind Feng Yun, but they didn't have the courage to shout when the words came to their mouths.

Wu Xinghe naturally saw that Feng Yun was condensing his intentions, he frowned slightly, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he slashed down with sword intent, but was pushed back by Feng Yun with sword intent. "Can't give him a chance to gather his sword intent!" Wu Xinghe secretly said in his heart, so his trick immediately changed, and the pitch-black giant sword suddenly stagnated in the air, and then fell in response!

The moment the pitch-black giant sword fell, everyone watching the battle had their hearts stagnant, like chickens and ducks choked by the throat, and they were speechless, and their faces turned pale.

And Feng Yun, who was under the giant sword, was still like a rock, without even a trace of trembling, and the strong breath was suppressed, setting off gusts of wind, blowing Feng Yun into a hunting shirt, and his white hair flew away.

Just when the pitch-black giant sword was only five feet away from the top of Feng Yun's head, Feng Yun finally opened his eyes, and at the same time, a dazzling white light shot out from the scabbard under his hand! In an instant, the vision of everyone present was taken away by this sudden dazzling light, and then a terrifying loud sound was heard!

"Bell—"

At this moment, everyone's vision had not yet recovered, but their bodies had already felt a pinprick chill passing over them, goosebumps floating involuntarily all over their bodies, and even more so they couldn't help but shiver.

When they were able to see with both eyes, a wonderful scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes. I saw the pitch-black giant sword pointing down from above, and a cold light sword shadow was cut from below, one black and one white, competing against each other, and there was half a point, if it weren't for the sparks splashing out with the sound of gold and iron from time to time, showing the danger between the swords, I am afraid that people would mistakenly think that the sword and the sword were still in mid-air.

For a moment, the scene was deadlocked, the pitch-black giant sword could not be pierced, but the cold light and sword shadow could not be moved. However, Feng Yun and Wu Xinghe's expressions at the moment were very different. At this time, Wu Xinghe's face was dark, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and as the realm became higher and higher, the monk became more and more sensitive to all kinds of qi that could not be felt with the five senses. The situation is very wrong, he may have made a very serious mistake, Wu Xinghe's intuition is shouting wildly.

On the other side, although Feng Yun has been passive, his face is indifferent.

"The third time, this person took the lead three times, but they were easily resolved by Feng Yun and made a judgment." Su Qi watched the situation in the field and said in a deep voice.

As the former senior brother of the Dragon Palace, if you talk about the experience of fighting, even Nangong Jiao'er is inferior to him among the people present. At the same time, he was also thinking in his heart about how he would deal if he was in Feng Yun's realm, but after only thinking about it for a moment, he dispelled this idea, because his battle would only be based on offense instead of defense, not defense instead of offense like Feng Yun. In the face of diametrically opposed responses, the scene will naturally be very different.

He couldn't blame Su Qi for not understanding, because he didn't know how Feng Yun had come all the way. Most of the battles Feng Yun has faced so far are weak and strong, and if he is not careful, he will end up dead, so prudence and concealment are Feng Yun's purpose for fighting, and the killing move should have the effect of killing the move, if it misses a hit, then it is not called a killing move.

Wu Xinghe clenched his teeth and continued to concentrate on the true yuan of the spell, but Feng Yun seemed to have really become a stinky and hard stone, no matter how hard he tried, Feng Yun did not give in, and he couldn't even see the meaning of retreating.

He gasped and tried to suppress the irritability in his heart, he had lost last time to shake his mood, so he didn't want to repeat the same mistake this time. "It's okay, I'll exchange Zhenyuan for him to maintain his divine will, he can't hold on! When his sword intent collapses, let him be cunning, it's just my sword! ”

At this moment, his expression suddenly froze, because he saw Feng Yunzheng looking at him, and even showed a smile. For a while, Wu Xinghe only felt that his mind was blank, as if his previous plans and calculations had been looked at by Feng Yun, and the uneasiness that he had just suppressed instantly came to his heart again.

"Impossible! No way! It's just his suspicion! ”

However, just when he was comforting himself like this, the situation on the field quietly changed, and he saw that the cold light released by Feng Yun's huge sword shadow slowly became fierce, and there was a faint tendency to fight back against the pitch-black giant sword!

Everyone quickly wiped their eyes, and found that it was indeed not their own illusion, and after a stalemate for a long time, the cold light sword shadow finally exerted its strength, and slowly pushed the pitch-black giant sword upward!

Wu Xinghe's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were full of anger, but after a while, he sank his eyelids, and kept silently reciting in his heart: "The heart is not broken, the sword is not broken!" …… He saw through that I wanted to use the True Yuan to consume his divine will, so he wanted to get out of the current predicament before the divine will was exhausted! He slowly calmed down and judged the situation in front of him.

Wu Xinghe pinched his hands and constantly focused his true yuan on the pitch-black giant sword, not seeking to suppress Feng Yun, but only retreating to consume Feng Yun's divine will, the true yuan could be slowly recovered, but Feng Yun couldn't recover his divine will in the battle, as long as he dragged Feng Yun and didn't give him a chance to breathe, the victory would be tilted towards the self who had the advantage in the realm!

In this way, the situation on the field changed immediately, it was obvious that Wu Xinghe's pitch-black giant sword was erected on Feng Yun's head, but everyone felt that Wu Xinghe was the defensive side, trying to resist Feng Yun's cold light and sword shadow.

It's a pity that as the cold light sword shadow pushed the pitch-black giant sword up, Feng Yun's momentum began to gradually rise, and his unyielding intent slowly stretched, as if the cold blade was gradually unsheathed!

"Click!"

There was a slight crack, and the sharp-eyed man suddenly noticed that the tip of Wu Xinghe's pitch-black giant sword suddenly burst into a crack.

"How is this possible!"

"Wu Daoyou!"

"This person's sword intent is so powerful?"

……

The monks of the various sects in the Detached Regions suddenly wondered in their hearts, whether this line of business was successful or failed all depended on Wu Xinghe's battle, they had never thought that the situation would be like this before the battle.

As we all know, when Feng Yun faced Wu Xinghe a year ago, it can be said that he tried his best, and Wu Xinghe was careless to underestimate the enemy before he narrowly defeated Wu Xinghe with a serious injury, but Wu Xinghe, who lost, only suffered a slight internal injury, and none of them would think that in this rematch, Feng Yun could please Wu Xinghe, who was ashamed. However, the reality of the situation seems to be the opposite of the situation of the first World War!

"Humph!" Wu Xinghe naturally knew that his spell could no longer last, so he snorted angrily, and his hands changed, only to see that the pitch-black giant sword suddenly had a black light and restrained, and his breath was slightly condensed. The next moment......

"Boom!"

No one expected that Wu Xinghe would take the initiative to detonate the pitch-black giant sword when he saw that the situation was not good! In an instant, the giant sword shattered, and the huge jet-black sword body instantly turned into countless pitch-black sword qi and splashed everywhere!

Feng Yun, who was directly below the giant sword, suddenly had to face this terrifying scene like a rain of swords. The explosion and sword qi were raging almost at the same time, and Feng Yun's face finally showed a trace of fluctuation after the battle, he thought that Wu Xinghe would spend the last moment with him, but Wu Xinghe's decisiveness exceeded his expectations.

However, surprise to surprise, Feng Yun did not have the slightest fear in his heart. The meaning is something, and the knife is moved. In an instant, I saw that the huge cold light sword shadow suddenly converged, and almost instantly returned to Feng Yun's green flash, and then, "Pinglang kill!" ”

The pitch-black sword light flew fast, but this sword was even faster! It was so fast that everyone couldn't even tell when the knife was swung! When everyone reacted, they had already seen a cold light and half moon appear in front of Feng Yun, blocking everything out!

Whether it was an explosion or a sword light, they were all isolated from Feng Yun's three feet, and the cold light flashed, but the determination was imprinted in everyone's hearts, and it lingered for a long time.

Another wave of offensive was defused by Feng Yun, but Wu Xinghe did not give up, and it was his plan not to give Feng Yun a chance to breathe! So after dissolving the giant sword, Wu Xinghe immediately began to cast the next spell.

As soon as Feng Yunfu put away his sword, he noticed a trace of abnormality, the pitch-black giant sword collapsed, but the Heavenly Abyss aura on the field did not dissipate, but was still gradually improving! He frowned slightly, only to see that the pitch-black mist in mid-air not only did not dissipate, but strangely condensed towards the sky, and turned into a dark cloud between breaths.

It is said to be a dark cloud, but its pitch black and deep is not as ethereal as clouds at all, but more like a bottomless abyss!

"Heavenly Abyss Kenzawa!"

As Wu Xinghe's imperial envoy pierced the sword into the pitch-black abyss, the sky, which was like a dead thing a moment ago, suddenly emitted strange fluctuations.

"Boom." There was a muffled sound, and a small hole suddenly appeared in the ground. Seeing this, Feng Yun couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, he saw that a black line had just fallen from the sky, smashed on the ground, and turned into a black dot lying quietly in the hole.

Before he could take a closer look, the thin lines in the sky were falling more and more, thicker and thicker, like a thin rain gradually getting bigger, until the black dots the size of soybeans fell, and everyone finally began to realize that something was wrong.

The black dots like heavy rain fell, and in a moment, the whole square had changed its appearance, the already tattered ground became even more messy, and the sound of earth and stone cracking was endless, as if countless people were bombarding the ground with a giant hammer, and after a breath of time, the whole square had sunk three feet, like a black rain hell!