The sword light flashed, and the powerful giant axe was almost like cutting melons and chopping vegetables. It was cut into two pieces by the sword light and instantly fell from the void; and the sea of ​​fire spit out by the twelve dragons also encountered the sword light at this time.

The giant axe was cut off, which made Shi Feng lose the calmness he had just now, but how could this sea of ​​fire, which contained the earth's spiritual fire, be cut off by the sword light?

Qi Feng Zhenren patted his small Qiankun bag, and a fist-sized hammer had appeared in his hand. He was about to use this treasure to take the head on Fang Ling's neck when Fang Ling was shrouded in flames.

Fang Ling was still sneering. Only Chen Taizhong and others felt extremely nervous because this battle was related to their life and death.

Uncle Jing Xuanzi, you must withstand it!

The surging sword light was like lightning, instantly cutting through the void. The surging flames connected to the twelve dragons were all cut into several segments in an instant.

Such a sword light was very fast, and the momentum that seemed to collapse in the sky made the monks present change their faces one by one. Although they did not approach the sword light, they could sense the sharpness coming from the sword light.

A kind of sharpness that cuts off all directions and cuts gold and jade!

Under this sharp sword light, Qi Feng's face became extremely ugly. He looked at the three evil soul-chasing hammers in his hand, and then at the twelve broken dragons falling to the ground and shining with metallic splendor, he hesitated.

These twelve dragons were cast by him using the seabed iron essence. Although they are not magic weapons, they are harder than ordinary magic weapons. If it weren't for his limited magic power, these twelve pillared dragons could be completely refined into magic weapons.

How fierce and domineering it would be to be able to crush all such magic weapons!

Do you really want to fight against this Jing Xuanzi?

True Man Qifeng, who was thinking all kinds of thoughts, stood up from his seat for a moment, laughed and said, "Let them all go back! What kind of mess is that it makes people laugh at Brother Jing Xuanzi."

While speaking, he sat down at Fang Ling with a gesture of invitation and said, "Just just now, I was just joking with Brother Dao, Brother Dao, Jing Xuanzi, please sit down."

Fang Ling looked at the Qi Feng Zhenren who suddenly changed his face. How could he not understand that this person had been suppressed by his Sky-Splitting Sword Technique? After a moment of pondering, he sat down openly on a giant golden chair.

Chen Taizhong, who had been nervous, breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and his eyes looked at Fang Ling were full of respect. He was able to surpass Qi Feng Zhenren, this uncle Jing Xuanzi is really not an ordinary person.

As long as he can learn a little of his sword skills, his life will be much better in the future. Thinking of this, he quickly stood behind Fang Ling, looking loyal and devoted. And his friends were all rushing to stand behind Fang Ling. At this moment, they felt that the clouds in their hearts had decreased a lot.

But the final result, their life or death, is still in the negotiation results between Fang Ling and Qi Feng Zhenren.

Therefore, they looked at Fang Ling with a smile on their faces, for fear that this man would be unhappy. If they ignore them, their fate would be very miserable.

The disciples such as Jin Zhongjian knew what kind of person their master was. Now that they were so polite to this Jing Xuanzi, it means that even their master was not sure of winning.

"I have heard that there is more Jing Xuanzi in our Beiyan. I have long wanted to meet with Brother Dao, but I am devoted to training a magic weapon and have never had a chance. Today, Brother Dao is really honored to be able to come to my place, and it is shining brightly!" Master Qi Feng said to Fang Ling with a spring breeze on his face.

If it weren't for everyone present, everyone could have seen what happened just now. I'm afraid no one would have believed that the two of them had just taken action. Fang Ling's thoughts flashed and he was more careful about this Qifeng Zhenren.

This person changes his face so quickly. He is definitely not easy to deal with. When dealing with him, he must be more careful. Maybe he will sell himself at any time.

As the thoughts flashed in his mind, a murderous intent arose in Fang Ling's heart. Such an enemy would either not provoke him. Since he had provoked him, he would still eliminate the benefits of future troubles forever.

As the thought flashed, the smile on Fang Ling's face slowly emerged. He chuckled and said, "Zhi Feng Zhenren is so polite. I am so ashamed of being aware of it. This time I came to Dongniu Mountain, mainly to talk to the Zhenren about the death of the noble son."

The evil look in Qi Feng's eyes flashed and then disappeared. After considering his tone, he said: "Both sides took action, swords and swords were eyeless, but he is my only son after all. Since Brother Jing Xuanzi came in person, I would give Brother Dao face no matter what he said. Let's do this. I heard that the disciples under Brother Dao did not attack my son. So I will no longer hold that disciple responsible for this matter. What do you think? "

Chen Taizhong felt ecstatic. It was because he was so cool under the big tree. Among the people who killed Jifeng Zhenren, he was the only disciple of Lan Xuanmen. Jifeng Zhenren said this clearly. Although the others are old friends for many years, the so-called "death fellow Taoist" who did not die, I don't care about so much at this time.

"True Jing Xuanzi, help me. This conflict was obviously caused by Qi Jingyun's fight for the inner pills of the snake monster we hunted for for no reason. I also asked the real person to be fair and save me for a lifetime!" A flexible foundation-building monk knelt down in front of Fang Ling with a pounce, begging loudly.

As he took the lead, the others quickly knelt down. The light flashing in his eyes seemed to treat Fang Ling as their biological parents.

True Man Qi Feng looked at all this coldly. He felt that if Fang Ling was wise, he would definitely give him such face. After all, a few cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage were simply irrelevant to True Man Jindan.

But he didn't understand. At this time, Fang Ling had the idea of ​​killing him. Fang Ling waved his hand at the kneeling monks and said, "You can get up for the time being, I have something to tell Master Qi Feng."

"Brother Qifeng, when I came to Dongniu Mountain, my nephew had already told me the reason for the conflict between the two sides. Since it was the noble son who took the treasure first, according to the rules of our monks, he would only die in vain if he died. After all, he was the one who brought it upon himself!"

Fang Ling's voice was not loud, but it kept echoing throughout the hall. And Qi Feng's disciples didn't even dare to show off their anger, for fear that if they were a little wrong at this time, their master would vent their anger.

Qifeng glared at Fang Ling, and his heart was extremely angry. He could no longer bear his anger and said in a deep voice: "Since Jing Xuanzi is here to make trouble, then I, Qifeng, will compete with you. As long as you can defeat me, everything will be easy."

Fang Ling spread his hands and said, "Since that's the case, we can only compete!"

Qi Feng snorted and said in a deep voice: "My treasure hall is not a place for competition. Brother Dao, let's invite you outside."

After leaving the hall, Qi Feng smiled at Fang Ling with a silence and said, "Brother Jing Xuanzi is superb. I'll be ugly first when I'm here!" As he spoke, he pointed his finger and the three evil soul-chasing hammer flew out of his hand, instantly turning into the size of a millstone, and hit Fang Ling hard.

Although this Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer is good, it is nothing in Fang Ling's eyes. He pinched the magic tricks in his hand, and the flying sword named Qingdou, obtained from the Jin Yujie's small Qiankun bag, surging towards the Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer.

The reason why the Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer is called the Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer is different from Fang Ling's Three Evil Soul Chasing Array. It turns out that when the refiner of this hammer refines the essence of the three Golden Pill-stage corpse spirits into this hammer, he can activate the evil energy of the three-headed corpse spirits when refining this soul-stage corpse spirits. Its power is so strong that ordinary Jindan real people can hardly resist it.

This is also one of the reasons why Qi Feng fought to dominate the country, which made sects like Lan Xuanmen that did not have the Nascent Soul Ancestor in charge fear him for three points.

But this time, Fang Ling was not like other Jindan real people. When facing his attack, the first thing he thought of was to avoid. He saw Fang Ling pinching the magic tricks in his hand, and the sword light that split the sky roared and slashed down hard towards the Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer.

The sword light was like lightning, and in a moment, it had already cut to the front of the Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer. Although Master Qi Feng was very concerned about Fang Ling's extremely fierce sword light, he felt that his magic weapon would not be cut off so simply, and secondly, he had other plans in his heart.

Therefore, he still used his Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer to fall towards the sword light. And just as the sword light and the Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer came into contact, Qi Feng Zhenren shouted in a deep voice, and the Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer actually divided into three, turning into three vague Yin corpses, and rushed towards the sword light.

These Yin corpses are invisible and intangible. Not to mention the sword light, even the three true fires are difficult to do anything to them. These three Yin corpses are equivalent to the attack power of the three Jindan real people. He believes that it is not too difficult to trap the sword light.

But this time, Qi Feng had a wrong plan, and saw the sword light flashing, and the three Yin corpses were cut into two sections in the void. What made Qi Feng even more distressed was that his soul left on the Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer was also directly cut off.

If the soul is killed, it means that the magic weapon has been destroyed. For a moment, true man Qifeng's anger surged into the sky. Although he deliberately used the Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammer to fight Fang Ling, in fact, these Three Evil Soul Chasing Hammers were just his superficial means.

He sacrificed this magic weapon to bother Fang Ling for a while, but he did not expect that he would actually sacrifice this magic weapon.

"Jing Xuanzi, go to death for me!" In an angry voice, Qi Feng waved his palm, and a black scroll spread out. In an instant, hundreds of evil ghosts flew out of the scroll and rushed towards Fang Ling. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!