At this time, the wind and rain in the Thousand Pages Mountain were tight, and the sky poured water straight down as if it had been stabbed into a big hole, and the lightning that crossed the sky tore through the heavy darkness, illuminating the strange expressions of the monks of the two realms who were fighting fiercely below. However, Liu Qinghuan's words of declaring war strangely overwhelmed the rumbling thunder and clearly reached the ears of everyone nearby.

After Liu Qinghuan declared war, the sword he pointed at did not put down, and the expression on his face became more contemptuous as the other party did not respond for the time being: "Why, don't you dare!"

Don't you dare...... Don't you dare......

The sound amplified and diffused by mana continued to echo in the sky above the mountain, swinging in a circle into the distance.

Liu Qinghuan didn't give up, and said even more arrogantly: "The person I killed just now is your brother? I can kill you without much effort, are you afraid?"

Are you scared...... You're scared...... I'm scared......

Feng Seventeen's eyes were like a thunderstorm rolling, his face was red and white, he was declared war in front of thousands of monks, or with this contemptuous attitude, if he endured it any longer, he would be a turtle!

"Okay!" shouted categorically, Feng Seventeen's arms shook suddenly, and he heard two snorts, and a pair of huge wings burning with black flames broke through the clothes on his back, and unfolded with a "whew"!

The temperature around them surged again, and the pouring rain evaporated without a trace in an instant, and after that, not a single drop could fall into this side of the world.

"Wow!"

All the people who stayed nearby retreated to both sides, just now the two only indirectly exchanged hands a few times, the destructive power was amazing, and now it seems that they are going to officially fight, it is better to retreat farther away, so as not to suffer from the pond fish.

Soon, a large blank space was cleared around the two of them, and the people of the two worlds stood on one side, but with the same unconcealable excitement on their faces.

Seeing that phoenix's seventeen wings fanned, countless terrifying black flames emerged from the void, and clusters of thunder beads exuded an aura of destruction like rolling thunder beads, and the next moment they swirled and flew in.

Feng Xiang fire dance, burn the sky and destroy the earth!

Liu Qinghuan stepped on his feet fiercely, and the floating sword moved forward violently, the majestic sword qi flew like a frenzied tide, and the sound of the sword echoed in the surging rain and cold night, and the rumbling thunder above his head was covered up dumb and silent.

"Boom!"

The sword qi scattered, the black flames splashed, as if it was a dark blue torrent, and the sword momentum unstoppably folded down, splitting the soaring flames into two, and a deep chasm appeared in the middle.

At this time, a cruel smile came out of the fire: "You are the Liu Qinghuan of the Wenshi faction, right, I want to see, a person who can't even take care of his own woman, where does he have such a big reputation!"

Liu Qinghuan's expression changed: "What do you mean!"

"Hahaha!"

The man in the fire only let out a maniacal laugh, and one palm stretched out, and slammed forward, and a huge palm print rolled up and slammed into the flames!

A cold glint flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and with a stroke of his left hand and his right palm, a thick green qi waved out.

"Bang!"

The two palms struck, and the incomparably terrifying power tore through the space of the place of convergence, and the frenzied aura and the terrifying coercion exploded!

This is a collision of real cultivation and deep and shallow, there seems to be a wail between heaven and earth, the rumbling sound continues to echo, the terrifying wind is raging, and the power of the tyrant is overflowing!

"Huh?"

Feng Seventeen only felt a huge force coming from his palm, which was not under him at all, and even had a tendency to overpower. You must know that his current cultivation has reached the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage, and he is only a threshold away from the Transformation God.

Unsteady taking a few steps back, Feng Qiqi waved his sleeves in disbelief, letting the flames submerge his figure again, and then raised his hand to wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Liu Qinghuan had already pressed his sword again, and said in a low voice: "What did you mean by what you said just now, why can't you take care of your own women?"

"Ahem!" Feng Qiyin smiled, his palm clenched fiercely, and when he opened it again, it had turned into a sharp bird claw, waving and pounced.

A malicious smile tugged at his lips: "I want to know, why did the deity tell you!"

As soon as Liu Qinghuan's figure moved, the five claw marks that tore through the void directly slashed in front of him, and the strange fluctuations in the rapid and dense wind howl dispersed.

He turned his sword back, only to hear the sound of "dang", and the opponent's bird claw was able to withstand the swing of the floating sword, and the speed was as fast as a phantom to catch it again.

The two figures were almost overlapping, and dozens of rounds had passed quickly in a dazzled manner. Outsiders only saw the claw shadow, the sword light was boundless, and the sound of "click" space shattering kept coming out, which was so thrilling that it caused an exclamation.

The more Feng Seventeen fought, the more frightened he became, the other party had a sword in his hand, and the sword aura was like weaving, and it was actually the Phoenix Divine Flame that was not afraid of him, which made Feng Seventeen feel constrained.

At this time, Liu Qinghuan was worried in his heart, Mu Yinyin had taken over the task since a few years ago to assist Jinghualou in checking something, and then there was no news.

Since the other party knows his identity, it is not difficult to find out the relationship between Mu Yinyin and him, and the other party is the flame of the fire phoenix, it should be a member of the Feng family in the Yin Moon Blood Realm, but the Feng family has many lineages, but I don't know which branch this person belongs to.

He roared with implicit anger in his eyes: "Who are you, did you arrest Mu Yinyin?"

Feng Qiqi smiled like a cat playing with a mouse: "What's the hurry, what a warbler Yanyan, I don't know." ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed, and the impatience in his heart was great, if it weren't for the reason for the answer, he wouldn't have fought with the other party for so long.

"If you don't say it, then I'll search for my own soul!"

When the Floating Sword was raised, he saw that the green arabesques that had been wrapped around the sword had disappeared, leaving only pure black, and the terrifying aura of death seemed to have been extracted from the darkness!

Feng Seventeen's expression froze, his wings flapped rapidly, the raging flames swept up, and his entire body was instantly on fire!

The flames, which were even worse than just now, rose up, turned into a steaming fire phoenix, and with a loud roar, spread its wings and hugged it.

Liu Qinghuan took a step back expressionlessly, and the thick sword qi as thick as ink slashed out, and saw that the large areas of flames were swept away one by one as if they had been swallowed, and with a flash of sword light, the other party's head and body left home!

"Gah!"

The crested monster that had fallen screamed, and its flame body danced wildly, and the roll quickly retreated, and it was far away to revert to its human form.

Feng Qiqi's face turned pale, and he touched his neck, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

"You ......"

Seeing Liu Qinghuan coldly raise a finger, Feng Seventeen's heart jumped violently, he hadn't forgotten that his younger brother died after the other party's finger pointed out, and hurriedly became angry again.

Liu Qinghuan turned his hand and took out the mountain teapot, and was about to throw it, when a gorgeous Ambilight suddenly erupted in the sky, and the powerful and incomparable spatial fluctuations pressed down layer by layer like a stormy wave!