Feng Ji's eyes revealed a hint of fatigue, and then there was an unusual fanaticism in his eyes. He looked at the wind god curse condensed in front of him, which was condensed into a blue light group formed by thousands of black hairs. At the same time, the air around the wind god curse was also sucked by the wind god curse. Looking at the twisted space, Feng Ji was a little satisfied, showed a smile, and looked a little chic.
At this time, Fengqi's hair was automatically windy, without the wildness and arrogance of swallowing the sky, only a hint of relaxed and free and easy.
The purple-black sword light has arrived, and the purple-black sword light that is wild and sharply rumbling through the air is like a herd of thousands of wild buffaloes, with its magnificent momentum and overwhelming. Leng Xiaoran looked at the sword light, and his eyes slightly condensed, as if he was thinking about the situation when the purple and green collided. Although there was a hint of worry in his heart, Leng Xiaoran's hands were still constantly using strange handprints, which were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and had different shapes. At the same time, a soft water blue color was released from time to time on the handprint. In one part of the lake, it seemed to echo the blue light in Leng Xiaoran's hand, and the rhythm of flash and destruction was similar.
Shousheng breathed a sigh of relief, his body swayed a little, but then, Shousheng sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath for a moment, his energy was full again, and his spirit flashed from time to time in his eyes, but there seemed to be a hint of helplessness and worry in the depths of his eyes. Liu Xu and Shui Yunxin were behind Leng Xiaoran, watching Feng Qi and Luan Tengtian's duel, the two understood that the two young men had a hedge in temper at the beginning, and they seemed to beat each other if they had disagreements. However, Feng Qi was not sure about the severity of the move, and he used all his strength as soon as he came on the field. Liu Xu's eyes were more passionate, while Shui Yunxin was worried that Feng Qi would be injured or injured a series of bad consequences after swallowing Tian Ran. At the same time, Shui Yunxin was also worried about the poor child in Luoshui.
At this time, the tension before the battle was fierce, there seemed to be a trace of purple lightning besides the purple-black sword light. Feng Ji's Feng Shen Jue also successfully condensed in his chest. The blue light balls made of silk threads of blue light also changed. The round light balls had now become a blue whip blade about ten meters long, with barb blades on the whip blade. Feng Ji threw the blue whip blade, but there was no sound. It was thought that it was because there was no wind flowing around. [
Ye Lin knew that the result of the real showdown was there, but he himself didn't want to have any problems on the way. So after Ye Lin tied the dragon vine with the dragon vine, he grabbed the dragon vine with one hand, and made a seal with the other hand. Then, on the green vine, he quickly pulled out tiny and crispy branches and buds. The branches quickly grew bundles of thick vines at a speed visible to the naked eye, completely swallowing the dragon vine into the ocean of vines.
"Hmph, despicable villain. As long as I escape one day, I will be ashes." The arrogant and murderous words said by Ransun Tengtian at the moment before it was covered made Ye Lin tremble. However, afterwards, Ye Lin couldn't help but sneer and replied: "You are worthy of fighting with me who is ignorant of the importance of the matter. This time I don't want to kill you, it's not that you are the title of the young lord of the city of Luancheng, but that you are not worthy of it, hum."
"Ah—" A "scathing" roar sounded on the vines, sounding like a bell, shaking the sky.
"Here you come." Feng Qi said softly, then with a wave of his hands, the whip blade in the void also swayed, as quick as a swimming snake. The spiritual snake moved, and the green "spirit snake" frightened, and its body flew towards the purple sword light in a spiral shape.
It was almost time to say that, before everyone's eyes could react, the purple and clear light had already met with each other. The blue whip blades were wrapped around the purple-black hilt, and the blue barb blade on the whip blade twisted the purple-black knife face with a "this" sound, making the purple-black knife unable to separate.
At the same time, Feng Ji took ten steps back, his body floating on Luoshui, and under him were those ghosts whose bodies were still twisting. Feng Ji did not look sideways, and his eyes condensed into the purple and green light in front of him. At this time, the ease in Feng Ji's eyes had disappeared, and he knew that he was still a little arrogant.
Feng Qi raised his hands flat on his chest, his hands with green light, and his five fingers were snatching, as if he was grabbing something. At the same time, the whip blade also rotated on the blade, and the barb blade pierced deeply into the purple-brown blade. "Well——" The low-pitched sound of the knife meant that the sword light was threatened by the breaking, and then, Feng Qi's entire body also rotated slowly, and a pure green light was emitted on his body. "Drink!" Feng Qi shouted loudly, and then his body moved greatly. The green light brought by the rotation speed had completely covered Feng Qi's entire body. From a distance, it looked like a small tornado.
With a swish, the blue tornado whistled away, and flew towards the purple-green light with several smoke and dust falling leaves.
Leng Xiaoran frowned and looked at Feng Qi with some displeasure, as if he was blaming him for his hard work. Then, Leng Xiaoran sighed slightly and turned his gaze to Luoshui again. The speed of sealing between his hands had reached a level of confidence in ordinary people. However, the eyes of the people at the scene seemed to be on Leng Xiaoran's side, and there was no sound of surprise, so Leng Xiaoran was also happy to be pure.
The blue tornado was approaching from a distance, and it penetrated a tiny head into the front of the giant sword light. At the same time, the whip blade also emitted an amazing green light. And every time the whip blade turned, the light on its head would become even greater until its light completely suppressed the purple-black sword light.
The blue tornado formed by Feng Ji was getting smaller at this time. Through the blue light, only Leng Xiaoran could see it. Feng Ji's expression was a little painful, his face was full of bitterness, and he felt that he could only be seen in his eyes and in his soul.
Leng Xiaoran's eyes tightened, and his hands stagnated unnaturally, but then they returned to their original speed again. At this time, Leng Xiaoran no longer observed Luo Shui, but stared in the air, with dark eyes with blue eyes, indescribable strangeness, and there was a sense of devouring that attracted people's souls.
The Ten Saints Son was born to be a brother in distress. When would he bring his brother into the fire pit? Leng Xiaoran is now unable to escape. Although Ye Lin can perform rescue, his speed is not good. Among the few people, the only ones who can save Feng Ji in the danger of Feng Ji were Shui Yunxin and the willow catkins from Yue Luo City that had just arrived. She could quickly take Feng Ji away from danger with a speed comparable to Feng Ji.
However, Leng Xiaoran did not fully trust Liu Xu, even Shui Yunxin could only believe it.
This is the moment when Leng Xiaoran makes a decision. Leng Xiaoran's greatest reliance on success. At this moment, her eyes were a little cold, and she looked at the dangerous actions in the air with an expression on her face.
Feng Ji's blue tornado is getting smaller and smaller. Of course, the purple-black sword surface also looks a bit illusory, and may even break quietly when touched. However, this is not the point. The point is that Feng Ji seems to have reached a limit, the critical point of life and death.
The painful expression had disappeared on Feng Ji's face, showing a numbness of the limit of pain on his face, and a calm blue light in his eyes, but it was not noticeable under the light of the blue tornado. There was an unknown determination and determination in Feng Ji's eyes.
Ordinary people don’t understand why Feng Ji is so desperate, why don’t you ask the rest of them to deal with the powerful sword light together?
Only Leng Xiaoran understood that after thinking about it for several years, who would know the hearts of his brothers and sisters better than him. A desire to escape from reality, escape from the illusion of reality, understand the ease of reality, see through life and death, and seek the true feelings of the ultimate mystery.
The purple-black sword light still tenaciously condensed under the green whip blade. The purple lightning that "cracked and crackled" was slashing the green light tied to the knife, feeling like she wanted to get out of trouble, but she was desperate to get out of her way.
"Zigla." Did the purple lightning flash come out? It temporarily shook the whip blade wrapped around the blade and the barb blade pinched inside the blade. At this time, the purple-black sword light seemed to have a manifestation of life, like a dragon trapped in the dragon rope, wanting to escape, wanting to soar into the sky, wanting to fly into the clouds, and wanting to see the ends of the world...
"Kala." The sword light became empty, and cracks were created on the blade. It seemed that as long as the wind quickly supported it, the terrifying sword light could be completely crushed.
"I didn't expect that the troubled world skills of the Chaos City were so powerful." Liu Xu murmured as she looked in the air.
Shui Yunxin, who was beside Liu Xu, felt uneasy in her heart. Looking at the murmuring of Liu Xu, her heart trembled slightly, as if she had thought of something.
"The secret of troubled times, the crack of the air in troubled times" Shui Yunxin was not worried.
At this time, there was a faint smile on Ye Lin's face. He seemed to have not noticed the urge to breeze in the air, and was still enjoying the success of his chat. Looking at the arrogant body that had been completely swallowed by his vines, Ye Lin seemed to have a sigh of relief in his eyes. There seemed to be something recalling in his eyes, and a trace of bitterness flashed away.
Then, Ye Lin looked back and his eyes suddenly flickered, his whole body trembled, his face was full of shock, and he opened his mouth to close for a long time. After a while, Ye Lin, who was a little angry, let out a low roar: "Bastard, what are you doing? Are you looking for death?"
Under Ye Lin's swaying, he didn't pay attention to a little shaking and a very slight sound not far away.
The angry Ye Lin's hoarse screams could not save anything. He could only pray that reality would not be too cruel. At this moment, Ye Lin's heart thumped. In a daze, Ye Lin immediately looked back at the place where Lan Tengtian was, but there seemed to be no change. So what?
Ye Lin was a little dull at this time, not knowing what the warning in his heart meant? However, the precise warning under the crisis that was cultivated tens of years ago would not be wrong. This is not explained by strength and cultivation. It is what he felt in a crisis for a long time and will not be transferred by time.
The purple-black sword light was completely out of control of Luyan Tian at this time, and the energy of both was completely cut off.
However, the arrogant Luan Tengtian's strong figure did not fall down at this time. Ye Lin seemed to have thought of something and controlled the dragon vine with both hands, but still did not pull Luan Tengtian down.
The lonely and domineering figure stood by the Luoshui River, and the arrogant and domineering body looked up at the sky as if asking what the sky is fair! It seemed to be asking the earth how old it is! It seemed to be asking in my heart whether I can dominate the world in troubled times?
The purple-black light seemed to feel the will of his master, Cangtian and the domineering and unyielding momentum. The sword light actually changed. The purple-black light was changing towards the deep purple at this time. Moreover, the arrogant aura had disappeared at this time but turned into an unyielding domineering will. That power actually broke away. The bounds of Feng Ji's Feng Shen Curse, after a knife sound, followed by a howling sound...