Yuan Ziyan snorted, not surprised at all.

After all, the power of the dead eunuch was used.

With his own strength, he can't do anything with this guy, his cultivation is comparable, and the power of the Blood Condensation God Palm is amazing.

If you slap it again, you won't be able to stand it.

Speaking of which, cultivation is still supreme, and one's own cultivation can't crush this guy, so he can only borrow the power of the dead eunuch.

She vented all her anger on this Zhong Lingfeng, palm after palm, three palms in a row, and the palms were heavy.

Zhong Lingfeng only sprayed three blood arrows, which was still light, according to her calculations, she should be more seriously injured and her life was in danger.

Unfortunately, it didn't.

Zhong Lingfeng was extremely tenacious, received three heavy palms in a row, and was seriously injured, but he still looked like a dragon and a tiger.

"Haha......" After Zhong Lingfeng stumbled to the ground, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

Yuan Ziyan frowned and looked at him, didn't rush to make a move, and said coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh too much and underestimate the world. Zhong Lingfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, looked down, and said with a smile: "But I didn't expect ......"

He had many adventures, and his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds to an incredible level, and he felt that he was almost invincible in the world.

But in the sect, he has not been conspicuous, and has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

He enjoyed the feeling of being in control, in the dark, and that everything in the world was in control.

Obviously, they take the world as a pawn, but they don't know it, and they let themselves flick it lightly, and they will change their fate.

But I never thought that a small Qingfeng gang leader would be able to injure himself and leave him without the strength to fight back.

He found the disciples of the Qingfeng Gang, also because although the Qingfeng Gang is not visible, it is numerous and powerful, and its tentacles are vast.

If you can master the Qingfeng Gang, your ears and eyes will be extremely well-informed.

He and Yuan Ziyan had the same thoughts, and they both had the idea of the Qingfeng Gang, but he was one step slower.

He wanted to secretly manipulate the Qingfeng Gang and know the affairs of the world, so as to move the world and manipulate the world.

Unexpectedly, the first step was to sink into the sand and be blocked by others.

"Hmph, each other. Yuan Ziyan snorted.

She also found that she underestimated the people of the world, and was told by the dead eunuch that there is indeed a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

You really have to be careful everywhere and can't be careless.

"The girl is so young but so cultivated, it must be a lot of adventures. Zhong Lingfeng wiped the corners of his mouth again.

Blood kept pouring out.

"I don't need adventures. Yuan Ziyan said proudly.

With a dead eunuch here, she doesn't have to worry about what to cultivate, as long as she focuses on cultivation and the accumulation of time.

"It seems that your cultivation method is powerful enough. Zhong Lingfeng said slowly: "The Qingfeng Gang doesn't seem to have such a strong mental technique. ”

If it was really so powerful, the Qingfeng Gang would not be where it is now.

"You don't have to know. Yuan Ziyan didn't plan to say it, and snorted: "Promise or not?"

"Keqing, impossible!" Zhong Lingfeng said in a deep voice.

He is a man who manipulates the world, but he has to be controlled by others and obey others? This is simply a big joke.

Yuan Ziyan said lightly: "It seems that I have to beat you to death." ”

"Haha......" Zhong Lingfeng shook his head and said, "Do you really think you can suppress me?"

"Then try it. Yuan Zi flute.

The "Qiang ......" long sword is unsheathed.

Yuan Ziyan frowned.

Zhong Lingfeng said slowly: "My strongest technique is not the palm technique, but the sword technique, let you understand the real Thousand Pine Sword Technique!"

"Hmph. Yuan Ziyan sneered.

The sword light of "Buzz ......" blooms like ten thousand pear blossoms.

Yuan Ziyan flicked his fingers.

"Ding ......" 10,000 pear blossoms suddenly dissipated, revealing a sword body.

The sword body trembled, like a silver snake snaking away, trying to break free from Zhong Lingfeng's grasp.

"Huh?" Zhong Lingfeng didn't expect Yuan Ziyan's fingering to be so exquisite.

Yuan Ziyan gently spit out a word again.

Seeing this, Zhong Lingfeng hurriedly swung his sword and drew an arc, and the sword light formed a clear light blocking the center of his eyebrows.

In the sound of "Ding ......", Zhong Lingfeng retreated under his feet, the golden light of the sword body flickered endlessly, trembling endlessly, and the breeze was almost shaken away, but it was not dispersed after all.

"Hmph!" Yuan Ziyan didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so exquisite.

This is a strong spirit attached to the sword.

"The cliff does not fall loose!" Zhong Lingfeng smiled proudly.

Although he took seven or eight steps back in one breath, after all, he still blocked this move and was not stunned.

"Come again!" Yuan Ziyan drank softly.

Zhong Lingfeng hurriedly swung his sword into an arc, gathering into a ball of clear light in front of his eyebrows.

"Snort!" Yuan Ziyan's finger power arrived.

The "Ding ......" sword body trembled, and the breeze disappeared.

"Duh!" Yuan Ziyan issued a soul-calming edict.

Zhong Lingfeng's eyes suddenly shook violently, he gritted his teeth, regardless of swinging his sword, the sword light Huo Huo surrounded himself in it.

Yuan Ziyan pursed his red lips, and his figure flashed behind him, lightly avoiding the sword light, and hitting him in the back with a palm.

"Bang!"

Zhong Lingfeng spurted blood arrows in the air, and the momentum of the long sword was suddenly messy, and the hilt of the sword detached from his palm.

Yuan Ziyan was proud.

A clear light came to her eyes in an instant, so fast that she didn't have time to react.

"Ding ......" in the clear sound, the tip of the sword stopped an inch away from her heart, and Li Chengkong appeared beside her, slapping his palm on the body of the sword.

The sword came to an abrupt halt, halting in mid-air.

Then it turned upside down and turned into a fresh breeze that shot into Zhong Lingfeng's chest.

"Poof!" Zhong Lingfeng was about to land, but he was carried out by the long sword again, and his limbs drooped down.

He landed like a rag doll, his sword trembling in his chest.

"Master?" Yuan Ziyan exhaled.

Her heart was beating faster, she almost died just now, she never expected this guy to have such a trick.

This trick is a killer move, and I can hardly avoid it.

Li Chengkong glared at her coldly: "...... you?"

She is always crushing with people, and she rarely encounters the same level.

She lacks tempering, so when she does it, she is neither ruthless nor vicious enough, nor vigilant enough.

She didn't have the quick reflexes of her own, so she almost died.

Yuan Ziyan spit out her fragrant tongue: "Master, I know it's wrong." ”

"This time it's your fate, what about next time?" Li Chengkong said angrily: "Remember the lesson of this time!"

"Yes. Yuan Ziyan nodded hurriedly.

She turned her head to look at Zhong Lingfeng: "Is he dead?"

"Almost. Li Chengkong nodded: "You still want to keep him?"

Yuan Ziyan was suddenly disappointed: "I still want to receive my subordinates as a guest." ”

"He doesn't obey anyone. Li Chengkong said coldly: "Even I'm useless." ”

"Alas......" Yuan Ziyan shook his head: "I just think it's a pity, talents are rare." ”

Li Chengkong looked at the mountain.

"Master, what's wrong with this Ten Thousand Pine Sword Sect?" asked Yuan Ziyan.

She came to Zhong Lingfeng's side, looked down, and before she could breathe, the sword body did not pierce his heart, but pierced her right chest.

Seeing her appear, Zhong Lingfeng pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a smile.

Yuan Ziyan said: "How about it, are you still a guest now?"

"Hehe......" Zhong Lingfeng laughed, blood gushing out of his mouth.

He felt like his end had come.

It's so unwilling!

He laughed at himself for being so aggrieved, and his shocking miracles were not known, and his peers and elders did not know about them.

"It's harder to be a guest than to die?" Yuan Ziyan shook his head: "You are really stupid." ”

"I'd rather die. Zhong Lingfeng vomited blood and smiled.