Originally, with Dao Yunfei's character, when he met Xiao Xiao who had a conspiracy against his elder brother, he would take action directly!
However, he knew that the four people on the other side were from two prominent families in the capital, and he was worried about bringing trouble to his elder brother, so it was better to ask before taking action.
"Cut off his arm!" Ling Hao replied lightly.
"Got it!" Dao Yunfei nodded and rushed towards Feng Maoming. The three-foot sword in his hand pulled out several rays of cold light and killed him.
"You are looking for death!" Feng Maoming shouted angrily, took two steps, flipped his wrist, and a sword light came forward.
His cultivation level is at the same level as Dao Yunfei's, so he has nothing to worry about at the peak level of the War Emperor.
Bang!
The two men's attacks collided with each other, and each was knocked back four or five steps. With one move, they seemed to be evenly matched.
"Bastard, if you dare to take action again, I will," Feng Maoming shouted after stabilizing his body.
However, before he could finish his words, Dao Yunfei's offensive had already struck again.
This time, Dao Yunfei directly activated his trump card, which was the Wuji Sword Technique.
The elder brother asked him to cut off the opponent's arm, so he naturally had to do it. The previous move was just a test, and this knife was his trump card.
"Huh?!" Feng Maoming immediately felt a strong aura of crisis envelope him.
However, he has his own self-confidence, and no one at the same level can make him retreat without a fight.
"Maoming, you can't take it, retreat quickly!" Feng Maoyi shouted out almost at the same time as Feng Maoming took action.
However, Feng Maoming would not give in so easily.
He did not retreat but advanced, his wrists continued to turn, and after a while, a sword curtain formed in front of him, trying to block Dao Yunfei's sword light.
"Damn it!" Feng Maoyi cursed secretly, took a few big steps, raised his hand and swiped at Dao Yun.
passed.
"Seeking death! You think I'm just a decoration!" Shangguan Mingtian, who had been staring at him, obviously couldn't let him succeed.
While speaking, he flicked his wrist, and an extremely sharp sword energy shot out like lightning, directly hitting Feng Maoyi's palm.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
A muffled sound was heard, and Shangguan Mingtian took seven or eight steps back, with blood surging in his heart.
At the same time, Feng Maoyi was forced back two or three steps by Shangguan Mingtian's sword, and his aura became slightly disordered.
Although his cultivation level is one level higher than that of Shangguan Mingtian, he has not yet developed the power of the War Emperor and is only in the pseudo-emperor state, so he is not much stronger than Shangguan Mingtian.
Click!
At the same time, the sword light struck by Dao Yunfei directly tore open Feng Maoming's sword curtain and defensive aura, and then flashed past his shoulder.
Boom!
Without any accident, an arm and a sharp sword fell to the ground at the same time, and blood spurted out.
"Ah" Feng Maoming let out a scream and took a dozen steps back.
"Maoming!" Seeing this scene, the two members of the Lian family said in a deep voice, and walked over quickly to protect Feng Maoming behind them.
"You really deserve to die!" Feng Maoyi shouted with ferocious eyes.
"Big Brother asked you to cut off your arm. If you don't want to, then let me meet you, the pseudo-emperor!" Shangguan Mingtian took two steps.
Then he looked at the other party and said, "How about we have a fair fight, no matter life or death?"
"Xiaotian, don't underestimate the enemy!" Ling Hao warned, but did not say anything to stop him.
Based on his understanding of Shangguan Mingtian, it shouldn't be a big problem to escape unscathed even if he can't win a challenge across a different level.
"Haoxi, take Mao Ming, let's go!" Feng Maoyi glanced at Shangguan Mingtian, turned around and walked towards his cousin.
He had no intention of accepting Shangguan Mingtian's challenge.
"Brother asked you to keep an arm, do you think you were joking?" Shangguan Mingtian twisted his eyes and followed him.
"King Xi, don't go too far!" Feng Maoyi turned to look at Ling Hao and frowned, "If we really want to get things done, we will fight you to the death!"
"You are so brazen. How can a person like you be qualified to fight to the death with your elder brother? Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror!" Shangguan Mingtian scoffed.
As soon as his voice fell, his aura immediately increased, and then, a sword light shot out.
"You bastard, you want to die so much, I will help you!" Feng Maoyi roared angrily, and without saying another word, all the aura of the newly formed Emperor of War burst out.
The next moment, he raised his hand and blasted out several violent gusts of wind that swept towards Shangguan Mingtian.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was a dull loud noise, and Shangguan Mingtian was forced to step back a dozen steps. After he stabilized his body, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Lie down!"
Feng Maoyi stepped forward again, two more violent air waves roared out, and there was an explosion sound in the air.
"Just because you want me to lie down? How ignorant!" Shangguan Mingtian twisted his eyes again, took two steps towards Feng Maoyi, held the ancient sword in his hand, and displayed his trump card.
Tianshan swordsmanship!
This is the swordsmanship created by the old man himself, and it is also one of the unique skills of the Tianshan lineage. It is a real imperial martial art!
Anyone who is good at swordsmanship in the Tianshan Mountains will
Practiced this sword technique!
The last time, when Xuan Chenxi fought against Mo Lian from Mo Pavilion in the mountains of Dongzhou, he used the Tianshan sword technique.
Ling Hao, the young master of Tianshan Mountain, is no exception, but he rarely uses a sword, so he doesn't have many opportunities to display this martial skill.
"Take my sword!"
While Shangguan Mingtian spoke, a powerful force of true energy poured into the ancient sword, and a cold aura filled the air around the ancient sword.
Phew! Phew!
The next moment, Shangguan Mingtian flicked his wrist, and the ancient sword thrust out two devastating swords at the same time, shooting towards the opponent as if it had materialized.
Although there were only two sword moves, Feng Maoyi could clearly feel that the power of this sword was far greater than Shangguan Mingtian's previous moves.
While his pupils shrank slightly, the aura on his body instantly rose to the extreme state. The defensive aura increased by several orders of magnitude, and at the same time he raised his hand and blasted it out.
However, he still underestimated the power of the old man's self-created sword technique. Any son of Tianshan who activated this sword technique would have the strength to leapfrog the challenge.
laugh!
One of the two sword forces was blocked by Feng Maoyi, but the other cold light tore through his defense and opened a large bloody hole on his waist, and blood spurted out.
"Hmm..." Feng Maoyi groaned and took several big steps back, his face looking very ugly.
And before he could completely stabilize, an aura of crisis had struck him again.
Without having time to think about it, he quickly raised his hand to block it.
Boom!
Just like Feng Maoming, after the cold light passed, an arm was broken at the shoulder level and fell to the ground, blood gushing out.