"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..." The long sword is like lightning, and the knife is fatal. Leng Fei uses the flying knife to protect the fist and uses the Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer to fight.

While trying his best to resist, he complained secretly while imprinting the sword technique. The Eight Swords of Heming used in Sun Heming's hand far less than the middle-aged man he used, and their power was more than ten times different.

The middle-aged man and his apprentice were already killed by him, and he didn't even have time to use the Eight Swords of Heming.

Sun Heming's sword was simple, and one sword was as fast as another. Leng Fei's counterattack was borrowed by him, making the sword's momentum even faster.

Leng Fei's strength was not inferior to him, but his internal energy kept rushing in, aggravating his injuries. If this continues, he will sooner or later die of serious injuries.

"Swish!" Leng Fei suddenly punched a flying knife.

This knife was extremely abrupt. It was originally holding a long sword that resisted it, and it was hard to defend against it.

"Ding..." The long sword lit up suddenly, and suddenly accelerated, slashing the flying knife accurately and rapidly.

Leng Fei's eyes lit up.

This sword is not the sword force among Heming’s eight swords.

It turned out to be the Heming Jiudao!

"laugh!"

"bite……"

"laugh!"

"bite……"

Two flying knives were shot out, and they were slashed away by two more.

"Good sword technique!" Leng Fei laughed loudly, turned around and ran away. When he turned around, a white light floated out from his sleeve.

"Ding..." Sun Heming waved his sword and slashed his face.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

He almost fell for a fool just now, but Leng Fei turned around and ran away and wanted to chase him.

Leng Fei acted too quickly, which made him lose his normal mind. He couldn't help but rush to chase him and almost got hit.

He stopped, suppressed his impatience, and returned to his calmness.

Leng Fei galloped under his feet, urging the green bull to crash into the sky to recover from his injuries, and the Jade Ginseng Selandan was also working to slow down his injuries.

He ran faster and faster, turning into a shadow, but Sun Heming was faster and the distance gradually narrowed.

"Look at the knife!" Leng Fei suddenly flew out with a knife.

"Swish!" A sharp roar sounded.

"Ding..." Sun Heming waved his sword and slashed it down, and his speed of progress suddenly decreased.

The flying knife has a very powerful force and is too fast. Sun Heming can only swing the knife to block it hard, but the knife cannot remove all the power, so the speed can't help but slow down.

He gritted his teeth in anger.

It is impossible to catch up with it if this continues. The flying knife hates people too much, but it cannot be avoided as it approaches.

"Look at the knife!"

"laugh!"

"bite……"

Twenty miles later, the distance approached again, and Leng Fei flew away again: "Look at the knife!"

"laugh!"

"bite……"

The two of them were extremely fast, and they had unknowingly left Heming Mountain for two hundred miles, and were still far away, chasing and escaping and escaping very fast.

Leng Fei's physique is not as good as before, and with the compensation of the Qingniu Crashing the Sky, he can run away without sleep.

From night to dawn, they were thousands of miles away from Heming Mountain, and both of them were steaming.

Leng Fei shot out a flying knife from time to time, sometimes he was empty, shouting at the knife but not throwing it out.

Sometimes the pebbles are thrown out.

But the speed was too fast, and I could not see a white light, and I could not see whether the flying knife or the small stone.

Sun Heming could only keep wielding his sword, and it was useless to cut it.

The ninth sword of Heming Jiushao was fast and extremely powerful, but it was extremely powerful. Leng Fei saw this weakness.

"Look at the knife, look at the knife, look at the knife!"

He shouted in his mouth, his hands kept resting, and white light shot out, endlessly making Sun Heming busy.

"Dingding heels dingding heels..."

Some are stones, some are flying knives. When the stone meets the sword, it looks like tofu, but the power from the stone is still transmitted to the knife.

Leng Fei's injuries have recovered and his strength is stronger.

Sun Heming had a ferocious face and gritted his teeth.

This kid's hidden weapon is getting stronger and stronger. If this continues, he really can't take it.

"Drink!" He shouted suddenly, his clothes suddenly bulged like balls, and then quickly collapsed and wrapped around his body tightly.

His speed suddenly increased greatly, and his body and the sword merged into a ray of light.

"Ding..." Leng Fei flew backwards.

The power of this sword was twice as strong, and a sharp cold force seemed to penetrate the internal organs instantly like a cone.

He couldn't help but open his mouth and shot out a mouthful of blood.

The body was instantly hollowed out, and all the power disappeared. He was so weak that he was unable to do anything else, and he was no longer as thrusting as before.

"Hehe!" Sun Heming sneered.

His attack was a secret technique, an ice cone, a secret technique that only Qi practitioners can perform. A blow that masters of martial arts will never be able to block.

The key is internal strength.

The ice cone was obtained by his strange adventure. After working hard to condense several taps, it stored them in several acupoints, and it produced a trace of it when facing the enemy. It was the most vicious and amazingly powerful.

Leng Fei knew something was wrong.

I'm afraid I'll die here this moment.

Did you live again in this life and struggle for so long, and just obtained the Nine Dragon Locking Heaven Art and the Marrow Cleansing Pill, and just about to show your power and move forward, it came to an abrupt end? Died at the foot of the mountain?

He is unwilling to give up!

"Ah--!" He hissed and roared, two jade ginseng Selandan entered his mouth, and he desperately turned the Green Bull Crashing the Sky Picture.

In anger, he completely turned into a green cow and questioned Cangtian.

Why, as a green ox, I can only let others do what I want, why can I only bury my head and pull the plow and cannot dominate my own destiny? Why are I born to be destined to eat grass and be a weak person and cannot dominate other people's destiny?!

All anger turns into a collision, and you must smash the blue sky, smash this fate, change the world, completely change your own destiny, and even more dominate your own destiny!

"Boom!" There seemed to be a muffled sound in my ears.

The spring on his feet seemed to open, and it became two big holes in his empty space, completely becoming two springs.

The power of the earth kept coming in and instantly submerged the body.

This force suddenly drove away the feeling of weakness. When he thought, he still pretended to be weak and weak, running slower and slower, shaking.

"Haha!" Sun Heming laughed.

If you can escape this time, you have nothing to say.

He jumped up, folded in the sky and then dived, and the blade body merged into a white rainbow.

One of the two rays of lightning suddenly broke away from the thunder seal.

The world suddenly slowed down.

He saw it more clearly: Sun Heming sneered smugly, and the sword flashed with a cold light that captured people's minds.

Leng Fei sideways to avoid the sword and shoots white light from his right hand.

"Swish!" The flying knife broke through the air and reached Sun Heming's eyebrows in an instant.

Sun Heming's face changed and he fell sharply.

The recovery speed of heaven and earth.

Leng Feixin sank, and another ray of lightning escaped again.

"Swish!" The flying knife broke through the air and shot at Sun Heming's eyebrows again.

Sun Heming was powerless to change direction for the second time.

"Puff!" He suddenly squirted out a black light, and a tooth in his mouth hit the flying knife.

The flying knife flew out against the scalp, peeling off a piece of scalp, and surging blood blocked Sun Heming's eye.
To be continued...