snort!

The man snorted coldly and ignored Yang Feng.

Yang Feng wanted to challenge Jing Rong, which he only found out after he came back from Gaishan.

This made the man very helpless. No matter how powerful Yang Feng was, he had no hope of facing Jing Rong.

If Jing Rong killed Yang Feng, then everything belonged to him.

This left the man busy for a long time and was destined to get nothing.

However, what puzzled Yang Feng was that he did not see the formation master Mao Wu.

Yang Feng didn't think much about it, he had already arrived at the Doumen ring.

As Yang Feng landed on the ring, the entrance to the Doumen was immediately closed by a formation.

At this time, people outside could see Yang Feng and Jing Rong, but they could not interfere.

As long as the ring at Doumen is closed, it means that only one person can walk down from the ring alive.

After Yang Feng got on the ring, a long sword floated in front of Jing Rong.

Jing Rong said: "I use a sword!"

After saying this, the long sword in front of Jing Rong disappeared.

The moment Jing Rong's long sword disappeared, Yang Feng felt as if he had left the ring and came to a place that did not belong to him.

This made Yang Feng feel that he had lost his place of hiding. At this moment, he didn't know how to block this terrible feeling.

As long as Yang Feng goes to any position, he will be slaughtered by others, and this world has been controlled by Jing Rong.

A breath of death shrouded Yang Feng.

Yang Feng immediately took out the Nirvana Sword and then transformed into balls of sword light.

"Kaku..."

The continuous sound of true energy hitting came, but Yang Feng's heart sank, and his Nirvana Sword had a slight effect.

"puff……"

A ray of blood splashed, and Yang Feng's chest chilled.

It was not until Rong Jing's silver sword stepped into Yang Feng's flesh and blood body and injured his sternum that Yang Feng caught the shadow of the other party's silver sword, and the Nirvana sword blasted out again.

"boom!"

The alarming explosion sounded, and this time Yang Feng really found the traces of Rongjing's long sword.

Yang Feng flew backwards, and the blood on his body scattered all over the ground, flying out dozens of feet away, then he hit the restriction on the ring and fell down.

The space around me suddenly disappeared, and the feeling of being a slaughter and being a fish in other people's territory also disappeared at this moment.

Yang Feng took a breath of air. He knew that this was definitely not because his cultivation was inferior to Rong Jing, but because he had never seen such a strange fighting style.

“Huh…”

Rong Jing's face was calm and she did not continue to chase Yang Feng. In his eyes, Yang Feng would be a dead person as long as he stepped on this arena.

"No wonder you accepted my challenge. It turned out that you reached the fifth level of the king's body. But even so, you will die."

As Rong Jing spoke, he stepped forward and the silver sword in his hand disappeared again.

His sword could have directly divided Yang Feng into two segments, but unfortunately, because Yang Feng is a body refiner of a high level, he lost a chance.

Before Yang Feng could take a breath, the space around him stagnated again, and he felt like he was in his territory that he did not belong to him.

This time, not only did he feel this way, but he also felt that the surrounding space began to collapse with this stagnation.

Supernatural powers?

Yang Feng immediately thought of his magical power of Burning Heaven. The magical power of Burning Heaven also used the Fury Buddha Lotus to cause the surrounding space to collapse, but it was a false collapse.

Rong Jing is just a mere practitioner of experiencing tribulation and cultivating immortals. He will definitely not be able to master magical powers.

Yang Feng immediately understood this matter, and his spiritual sense frantically compressed into the three-meter range around him.

Just during my breath, Yang Feng figured out the reason.

It’s not that Rong Jing’s cultivation could suppress him from being unable to move, but that the other party had a magical technique similar to his magical power of Burning Heaven, which could cause him a false feeling.

This magic trick prevented him from catching the flaws. It was not until Rong Jing's long sword pierced into his body that a trace came out.

After understanding this reason, Yang Feng blasted out a sword without hesitation.

There is no trace because he does not have powerful means. Once his means are so powerful that the other party is concerned about it, the other party's magic technique will definitely reveal a trace.

As long as there is a trace, his thirty-six magic swords can trap the other party.

The space around was still stagnant, and even Yang Feng's Nirvana Sword slowed down in this space, and the mysterious sword intent trajectory was also hindered.

Even if Yang Feng's sword intent trajectory is hindered and slowed down, the traces of Yang Feng's sword cannot be completely erased by Rong Jing.

The traces of the long sword were finally revealed, and there was finally a trace of air circulating in the space around Yang Feng.

When Yang Feng felt that there was a mouthful of air here belonging to him, he also felt the long sword without a trace.

The sword had reached his waist and even scratched his clothes.

"puff……"

Another blood light splattered, but Yang Feng's injury this time was even lighter than last time.

While his long sword was about to cut him in half, he turned around and found Rongjing's trust.

Rong Jing's magic technique can control his surroundings and give himself an illusion. In this illusion, the other party can kill him at any time.

Yang Feng escaped twice in a row. Rong Jing frowned, and he also found that Yang Feng's long sword was gone.

The trajectory of the sword before was under his control, but at this time the powerful sword intent made him completely unable to catch it.

Rong Jing's face changed drastically, and the long sword turned into silver rays, which almost filled the entire arena.

The cultivators watching under the arena could only see silver lights after silver.

In a corner far away from Tianmen Square, a man in blue saw the scene on the ring and said in amazement: "Has Rongjing already spyed through a trace of the field?"

"He is not a domain, but a sword skill in the simulated domain. This sword skill is terrifying. With Rongjing's cultivation level, he can't see the domain yet. Not to mention him, even the entire Tianxuan Continent, I don't know who can see such things." An old man in black next to him shook his head and said.

"This Yang Feng can block such a terrible sword skill, and he is also a body-refining immortal cultivator. If he did not die in this battle, no one will be able to compare in the future." The man in blue stared at Yang Feng's eyes and showed his eloquence.

The old man in black said in a serious tone: "I guess I misunderstood this time. I am sure Rongjing lost this time. Rongjing lost the best opportunity to kill Yang Feng. At present, he can only wait to be killed by Yang Feng. Yang Feng has adapted to this kind of sword skills in the simulation field, which will be a great help to him in the future."

The man in blue sighed and said, "You are right. Even if I am so far away, I will be frightened to see."

The man in green and the old man in black felt frightened when he saw Yang Feng's sword intent so far away, but the ordinary cultivator who was really watching in front of the ring could not feel frightened at all.

The disciples of Yin-Yang Sect and some gloating cultivators were all filled with joy. Yang Feng was injured twice in a row, and it looked not light.

In their opinion, the ring was full of shadows of Rongjing's long sword, so Yang Feng would not have a chance to survive.

Rongjing's heart was cold. Even though the entire ring was filled with his silver sword light, he still couldn't stop that fear.

In the eyes of others, the entire arena is filled with silver sword lights, and in his eyes only the sword intent that cannot be blocked by even the silver sword lights.

The cold murderous intent was shrouded in the wind, and Rongjing was extremely frightened.

Although he only has the late stage of the Tribulation, even if he is in the duel against the Tribulation Peak, he can easily kill the opponent with his sword skills that control the surrounding space.

Now that he is fighting against Yang Feng, this killer move that is invincible has actually failed.

The murderous intent of Changjian became more and more prosperous, but Rongjing could not catch it at all, and he didn't know how to stop the murderous intent that made him frightened.

"puff……"

The long sword passed through Rongjing's neck, carrying a tent of blood, Rongjing retreated frantically.

A faint sword appeared behind him at some point. Rong Jing seemed to send himself to the sword, and a scoop of blood splashed again, and his whole body turned into two pieces and fell on the ring.

Yang Feng let out a sigh, grabbed Rongjing's things and put away his long sword and a sword.

He used twenty-four swords to kill Tang Guang, and only one sword was used to kill Rongjing.

It’s not that the prosperity is not as good as Tang Guang, but that he is much stronger than before.

More importantly, Rong Jing believed too much in his sword skills that controlled the space.

After he occupied a space controlled by Rongjing, Rongjing's fate was already destined.

The silver light from the Doumen Arena dissipated. Apart from Yang Feng standing on the ring, there were only two pieces of Rong Jing's corpse.

Yang Feng swept the silent onlookers watching the immortal cultivators and slowly walked off the arena.

He knew that after the last killing of Tang Guang and this time the killing of Rongjing, he had already established his power for the Sword Sect.

Even if Bai Shan is not here, no one dares to underestimate his Sword Sect.

It was not until this time that the Doumen became noisy. The ring was covered with silver sword lights, but it was Yang Feng who died. In the end, Rong Jing died.

"Sword Sect!"

"Sect Master Yang!"
To be continued...