Yan Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was as bright as lightning, and it appeared slightly in the room, which was no different from the daytime.

The light of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, as if he had transformed into a young man named Ning Yue, making a wish for an ancient strange thing called the Divine Crystal, but in the next moment, he returned to the present world, as if that moment was just a dream.

Yan Chengfeng smiled bitterly, breathed nine times, dissipated the impetuousness in his chest, his body did not shake or move, and he could not exert any force. He floated leisurely like a wisp of smoke, and slid more than ten feet in the air, which made him feel like he was drooping.

Yan Chengfeng laughed loudly, stretched his feet and gently tapped the ground, and flew up like a big bird. Several rises and falls were several miles away. The skill of lightness was far superior to the body technique used by the White Elephant Dharma King down the mountain yesterday.

In a moment, Yan Chengfeng arrived at the foot of the mountain. He saw the nameless town at the foot of the mountain. Even the 586 Qiexue cavalry who were cruising outside the town were as clear as the lines in the palm of his palm.

A tenth commander of the Qiexue Army saw Yan Chengfeng who was like a fog flying in the clouds, and was relieved. He took off his big bow with his back hand, pulled out the feather arrow from the quiver, and put the arrow on the string. In just one breath, the feather arrow had broken through the air and headed straight to Yan Chengfeng's eyebrows.

Emperor Yuan only asked them to protect this town and not let anyone disturb Guo Kanqingjing, but did not say that they would not let them take action. The tenth chief took action, thinking that if he could shoot Yan Chengfeng to death with one arrow, he would be as great as the sky, and he would be afraid that he would be appointed as a general immediately and guard one side.

The archer's archery skills were superb. He was also confident in his archery skills and had no intention of shooting a second arrow.

Qiexue Army was a personal soldier of the Khan. He had always been arrogant. With the commander, several of his more than ten cavalrymen also reached out to touch the quiver. Some even secretly regretted that they had taken slow action and failed to take this credit.

Yan Chengfeng had no mercy on these Yuan soldiers. He bounced his fingers and a finger flew out.

The invisible finger force came and went like lightning. The feather arrow shot by the ten-man leader suddenly broke into more than ten pieces in the air, and it turned back several times faster than when it came. Every feather arrow bounced back by Yan Chengfeng's finger became as hard as iron, and penetrated into the eyebrows of more than ten Yuan soldiers, and immediately killed the more than ten Qie Xue soldiers.

Yan Chengfeng is already an unparalleled master in the world. Although these Qixue soldiers are brave, it would be a joke to say that they can get hurt. At this time, his attempt at a slight slap is enough to make these Qixue soldiers have no way out of life and death.

Yan Chengfeng's body stance suddenly doubled. Hearing the sound, dozens of other Kyxue Army knights could only see a white shadow floating into the town. Even the generals of the Kyxue Army who were most proud of archery and took the fastest attack had no time to capture this shadow, let alone shoot an arrow.

These Qixue soldiers walked around and knew that they could not enter the town, so they remained safe and remained firmly blocked the town according to military orders.

Yan Chengfeng stepped into the town and saw Guo Kan. Guo Kan also saw Yan Chengfeng at the same time. The two of them were not a minute or a slight difference, and they saw each other at the same time.

Guo Kan laughed and shouted: "Yan Chengfeng, you are here. In today's battle, you must have died under my hands, and there will be no second result."

Yan Chengfeng's body was like an invisible thread being pulled. When he rushed forward with all his strength, he suddenly turned the direction, almost contrary to inertia and floated up gently.

His body floated upwards, like a kite, fixed in the air.

This peerless light skill, even if it is the Canglang Martial God Guo Kan couldn't help but praise: "The Qingyu Chengfeng Art is the best light skill in the world."

Yan Chengfeng said lightly at this time: "Some tricks are not worthy of praise from the Canglang Martial God. This duel was five years late. In these five years, I thought I would go further. But Guo Wushen is old, I am afraid that there may not be any progress in these five years, but he has retreated a little."

The two have not yet fought and have already fought in words. Guo Kan showed his strong and incompetent confidence, but Yan Chengfeng pointed out that he had missed the opportunity five years ago, and now it is not the best time to fight.

Guo Kan laughed wildly and shouted: "Even if I have not made any progress in the past five years, I can still kill you on the spot. Your illusions may also deceive others, but how can I deceive my husband from traversing thousands of miles, slaughtering hundreds of cities, and tempering the sword intent!"

The martial god of Canglang Guo Kan suddenly took a step forward, and the pavilion where he was sitting quietly suddenly became fragmented. Every piece of wood and every piece of cowhide turned into an extremely sharp divine sword. It arrived a hundred steps away, blocking the world and pushing Yan Chengfeng to the point where the sword intent was most powerful.

Yan Chengfeng seemed to have no concerns. Guo Kan did his best as soon as he took action, leaving no backup method.

With a light shout, the boundless sword energy was thriving, and the sword energy condensed into a flawless sword circle outside his body. The hardness and softness were used to change yin and yang. Guo Kan used the sword intent of the shattering pavilion, which evolved like a thousand troops, and was destroyed and dissolved outside his flawless sword circle.

The two peerless masters finally fought head-on. With just one move, they forced their own momentum to the peak and also brought their martial arts to the most perfect state. No one who had previously guessed the battle situation between the two would have thought that the first move they fought had already done their best, without any temptation.

Half outside the town, there is a high platform, which is twenty-four feet high.

At this time, more than ten people stood on the platform. The leader was a young man, at most he was only in his thirties. But even the White Elephant Dharma King stood behind him and seemed very respectful, which shows that this person's identity was extraordinary.

The young man spoke leisurely and said, "What does the national master think of the chances of the Martial God's victory this time?"

The White Elephant Dharma King said calmly: "I won in one battle! Yan Chengfeng will never cause any trouble to the Great Yuan Empire from now on."

The young man shook his head and suddenly laughed: "I am also a martial arts master. Although I am not as good as the national master, I can still see that Guo Wushen has done his best in this battle, but Yan Chengfeng can still deal with it calmly. Even if Yan Chengfeng cannot escape and die in this battle, I am afraid that Guo Wushen will not be able to leave this town."

The White Elephant Dharma King was slightly shocked, but then it was as if nothing happened. After the young man said this, he no longer paid attention to the White Elephant Dharma King, but just focused his mind to watch the battle.

From this high platform, the entire town is fully visible. In the eyes of such masters as them, although half a mile away, it is still as good as it is now.

The battle between two peerless masters is a scene that is hard to dream of for any warrior. Perhaps just one move and one move can activate the inspiration and make their martial arts go further, so no one is willing to miss any detail.

The platform immediately became quiet, no one spoke anymore, and even the sound of breathing was heard.

The White Elephant Dharma King looked at it for a while, and suddenly his lips moved slightly, and he sent a message to a man in black robe, asking, "What do you think, Master Fang?"

This man in black is the leader of the Southern Demon Sect. His martial arts skills are unfathomable. Even the White Elephant Dharma King cannot estimate the level of this man's martial arts. He also arrived at this high platform and found out that the young man had actually invited this man out of the mountain. He was determined to take the eyesight of the Southern Demon Sect and try to figure out the level of the martial arts between the two.
Chapter completed!