Two dangerous cliffs on both sides face each other, with moss everywhere, like a row of arrows penetrated into the sky covered by dark clouds. The huge shadow of twilight covered the deep narrow valley between the cliffs became darker and darker.

This place is Yingchougou, the southernmost part of Zaiyangji. A hundred miles south, it leaves the middle of the wilderness, close to the Fengmao Field where the Tushiwu is entrenched.

"Little fat sheep, how long will it take to wait?" Fat Tiger lay on his back behind a huge rock, fiddling with a big axe, and secretly glanced at the oil paper bag on Zhi Shuzhen's hand. The shiny marinade in the sauce-red and greasy marinade sprayed out the paper bag, as if a tempting fragrance was emitting.

He led Zhi Shuzhen all the way over, and took an hour and waited for a long time. He was so hungry that he was so hungry that he was touching his back.

"Wait until the day is darker." Zhi Shuzhen leaned beside Fat Tiger, and looked carefully at the sentry tower dozens of feet away. The sentry tower was placed on the stone hill protruding from the bottom of the cliff, leaning against the tor, with one on each side, and a yak horn for warning was hung on the sentry tower. Four horse bandits stood on it, chatting and laughing, and sometimes looking around. Once someone approached the entrance of the ravine, it would be difficult to escape.

Wang Damazi's village is hidden deep in the valley.

"Little fat sheep, I still haven't figured out why we didn't just fuck Wang Damazi, but instead went around so far to Yingchougou?"

"If you kill Wang Damazi, you must face the forces behind him. This is also the reason why Wang Damazi only dares to block the gate of Yihongyuan and dare not break into the door and fight. If anyone openly violates the rules, he will fight against the four bosses of Saoyangji." Zhi Shouzhen said casually. He would still be hiding in Saoyangji for a while, how could he be willing to expose himself? But if Wang Damazi makes things worse, he will be caught sooner or later.

"Is it useful to kill these minions?"

"There are about a hundred horse bandits in Yingchougou. Last time we removed thirteen, Wang Damazi took another twenty to Yihongyuan, and most of the horse bandits were nesting in their nests. Kill them all, and Wang Damazi could only become a wolf that lost its claws."

"Clang——" A dazzling sword light broke through the twilight, and Liu Lingfeng's sword seemed to peel off in an instant, shining with an unparalleled light.

Cui Zhihuan laughed softly, his sleeves shook out loud, and the blood-red clear air was like a river of blood, surging towards the sword light.

While everyone watching the game retreated far away, cheered a lot, and the two wooden men finally started fighting. It was not like Wang Damazi and Hong Lianxue. One roared around while the other pointed and stroked, deceiving everyone's attention. He had been quarreling for a long time without fighting.

Before the blood shadow clear energy was approaching, the sword light suddenly disappeared, and the blood energy pounced in the air. Cui Zhihuan's expression suddenly changed. Liu Lingfeng's sword was just a phantom. The sword swayed around his waist, with mottled rust and mottled, and had not yet taken action.

I heard Liu Lingfeng laughing and pounced on him. The rusty sword turned into a dazzling light and shot out from the lightning.

Cui Zhihuan was not very good at all. In an instant, sharp light spots like meteor showers covered their vision, fast and dense, making a whistling sound like a rain.

Cui Zhihuan's figure shook rapidly, dodging repeatedly, and had no time to fight back. He was not aware of it for a while, and lost the opportunity, and immediately fell into a passive attack.

Liu Lingfeng chased after him, and the Liu family's direct descendant Huifengwu Liu sword technique was unfolded. One sword was faster than one sword, and one sword was fierce and fierce. It was as fierce as a tiger, fierce and wild, and it used the originally light and agile sword path beyond recognition.

"Hiss!" The sword light passed by, and a small hole was pierced in Cui Zhihuan's robe. After a few breaths, the sword energy suddenly roared violently, and a strand of Cui Zhihuan's hair broke down and broke into powder.

Cui Zhihuan roared and his body suddenly spun, like a big bird soaring in the air, sliding continuously in the shape of a "zhi" in the air, forcibly exerting the blood shadow mystery body technique of the Blood River Sect with one mouthful of life, and finally passed the sword light.

Liu Lingfeng suddenly stopped and stood in the long street. The sword rains all over the sky gathered into a rusty sword, pointing to Cui Zhihuan in the air far away. The sword energy was like an arrow on the string, attracting it but not firing, locking the other person's body tightly.

Cui Zhihuan complained secretly, knowing that once the momentum falls, he will be hit by Liu Lingshi's shocking attack. He has no choice but to do anything, his whole body is clear and boiling, his sleeves are violently opened, and his body is covered with a large amount of blood and fog.

The blood mist spread everywhere, quickly covering half of the street, emitting a pungent smell of blood. Cui Zhihuan took the opportunity to float down. As soon as his toes touched the ground, he suddenly felt the pores in his chest were chilling, and the tip of the sword penetrated the thick blood mist and found him accurately.

Cui Zhihuan shouted violently, his hands were like poisonous dragons piercing through the hole, rushing out of his broad sleeves, and the phantom of two blood-red giant palms rose into the sky, covering the sky, which was exactly the technique of the Great Blood Demon!

With a "boom", the sword palms intersected, and the sound was like thunder, and the explosion of air waves surged around. Cui Zhihuan's mouth was bleeding and shot back like a projectile. Liu Lingfeng groaned, the rust sword was unable to swing, and the sword energy in his body was almost consumed, and it was difficult to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Bang!" Cui Zhihuan bumped into the door of a powder shop. The thick jujube wooden door panel shattered and splattered, and the big blood demon technique almost collapsed.

"Liu Lingfeng, are you about to refine your spirit and return to the emptiness?" Cui Zhihuan staggered and held on the ground, his eyes shot fiercely, and blood on his face flashed.

"Brother Cui is just one step away?" Liu Lingfeng coughed lightly, and the depleted sword energy in his body was like a long-term drought. It filled and surged at an unprecedented speed. The bottleneck leading to the spiritual refining return to the emptiness is faintly loose. Just be stimulated again, you can break through the barrier and enter the country!

"Okay! OK! OK!" Cui Zhihuan smiled so hard, and the stormy waves surging in his body were heard. After breaking through the pass, there were four levels. The first level was the sudden enlightenment of the heavenly beings. He only relied on his spiritual mind to break through the pass, which was the most illusory and difficult to grasp; the second was the fight for life and death, breaking through the bottleneck in the front line of life and death; the third level was the practice of patience and waiting for the water to come naturally; the last level was to take pills and rely on the power of heaven and earth treasures to forcibly break through the pass.

Like Liu Lingfeng, Cui Zhihuan also faced a breakthrough. The two of them fought for a duel, both of whom regarded each other as a whetstone, and fought a path from life and death to refine the god and return to the void.

The sword light flashed, and Liu Lingfeng rushed over. At the same time, Cui Zhihuan also came to meet wildly, as if two fierce bulls met on narrow roads and collided with horns.

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The sword light burst, like lightning and rain. The crisscrossing sword lights only advance but not retreat. They are all fierce and fierce ways to fight for life, and are completely different from Liu Lingfeng's usual lazy playboy. However, the big blood demon's technique became silent, feminine and changeable. Ten blood fingers jumped mysteriously, and passed a trace of blood and blood. Once the blood line touched the human body, it immediately penetrated and sucked the essence and blood.

The sword light and blood shadows intertwined, dazzled. Suddenly, thousands of cold lights at the tip of the sword disappeared, and a sharp and majestic sword light broke out in the void and slashed straight towards Cui Zhihuan. It was the secretly passed down by the Sword Sect’s Sword Sect’s Sword Energy!

Cui Zhihuan's body suddenly stood still and the two huge blood techniques slightly combined, and the sword light was firmly clamped. A blood shadow was as fast as a ghost, and rushed out of Cui Zhihuan's purple mansion and rushed towards Liu Lingfeng!

"Son of Blood God!" On the roof in the distance, a man exclaimed softly, and the scar on his eyebrows stood up. The face of the Blood God God was blurred and had not yet been completed, but the monk was instantly turned into a mummy as soon as he was pounced on.

The Blood God Son instantly rushed towards Liu Lingfeng, and the two were so close that they were close. Liu Lingfeng's rust sword was clamped by the Great Blood Demon technique and it was difficult to pull it back.

Liu Lingfeng was finished. The man in the hat shook his head and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, a sad sword light emerged from behind Liu Lingfeng.

The misty rain is misty, the dream is like fog, the sword light seems like a lonely sigh, falling quietly between the eyebrows.

The blood god son's eyebrows cracked and let out a cry of a baby, which turned into wisps of blood smoke in the sword light, dissipating.

Cui Zhihuan squirted blood and his face pale: "Sword Dharma! You actually realized the heart of the sword!"

Liu Lingfeng stood silently, and a trace of unshakable sorrow appeared between his eyebrows: "Even if there is a sword heart, the heart of the past is unattainable." The infinite sword energy surged from all over his body, the sea of ​​consciousness continued to extend to the spiritual world, and the bottleneck quietly broke.

"You still can't forget the slut ten years ago!" Cui Zhihuan smiled grimly, his skin exploded, and a bloody ball of flesh jumped out, forming a ball of blood mist, flying out at high speed. On the way, he slapped his power and jumped onto the roof. Countless tiles soared into the sky under his feet, covering Liu Lingfeng like a rainstorm.

"The Blood Demon Disintegration Method!" The man from the hat murmured that the Blood Demon Disintegration Method is a technique of seeking life in death. Once it is used, the vitality is severely damaged and the foundation is greatly damaged, and the road to promotion is almost cut off. Even if Cui Zhihuan survives, he can only stop at the realm of refining Qi and returning to the gods in his life.

Liu Lingfeng's rust sword spread gently, and the tiles shook open one after another, shattering like dust. Cui Zhihuan was extremely fast and disappeared in the distance in an instant, as if he was flying south.

"Pu!" A mummy fell from the horse's back, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang". It was Wang Damazi. He was slapped by Cui Zhihuan, and he took the energy of his body and died on the spot.

Everyone's eyes shone with a strange light, and suddenly scattered. More than a dozen figures followed Cui Zhihuan, like a greedy vulture chasing rotten flesh. The man in the hat sneered. Although Cui Zhihuan was seriously injured, the advantage of the disciples of the Xuehe Sect family was definitely not so easy to make.

"In places like the sheep slaughtering market, a wolf without minions is a fat sheep. Whether it is other evil wolves, wild dogs, grass rats, or reptiles... they will rush up and tear it to pieces, and enjoy a divided feast. We don't have to do it ourselves."

"What you said makes sense. I seem to understand something." Fat Tiger turned over and blinked his eyes, "Little Fat Sheep, why don't you eat chicken legs?"

"The horse bandit has changed its guard!" Zhi Shuzhen suddenly said, untiing the layers of wrapped cotton cloth, holding the cold broken sword, and arched slightly on his waist.

In the dark and dark color, a dark and bleak glow flashed through the broken sword.
Chapter completed!