"Paiyun Palm...Paiyun Palm..."

Bu Jingyun flew up and turned into a kirin phantom in the air and rushed towards Xiongba. Xiongba, who was flying in, smiled disdainfully at Bu Jingyun's power, flew up and slapped Bu Jingyun's left palm.

The two of them used the same skill to attack each other in the air. As the two of them exploded, Xiongba flew out again after a palm attack, hit Bu Jingyun hard on the shoulder, knocking Bu Jingyun away.

"Feng Shen Legs..."

As Bu Jingyun flew backwards, Nie Feng also attacked quickly, his body turned into a whirlwind, and kicked towards Xiongba with one foot.

"Feng Shen Legs..." Xiongba also laughed and also greeted him with Feng Shen Legs.

"Bang bang bang..."

With the same martial arts, Xiongba, who had gray hair and Nie Feng used it, was completely different. After the bang of collision, Xiongba kicked Nie Feng in the abdomen and kicked Nie Feng out.

"Puff..." Nie Feng fell to the ground. Although he was holding the Xue Yin Knife tightly in his hand, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. Beside him, Bu Jingyun also had bleeding from the corner of his mouth, staring at Xiongba tightly.

"I teach you both. Remember, I am your master. How can you fight with me with the martial arts you teach me?"

Xiongba looked arrogant, but what he said made both Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng stunned.

Yes, Paiyun Palm, Tianshuang Fist, and Feng Shen Le were all reported by Xiongba. Compared with Xiongba, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng only practiced for ten years. Although Fengyun and others are martial arts geniuses, Xiongba's qualifications are not easily rejected by others.

"Where are you going, Senior Brother? Why are you not playing yet? We two are probably not the opponents of Xiongdo!"

Looking at the domineering Xiongba in front of him, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng both looked at each other and remembered Qin Shuang who had not been here for a long time.

"What are you waiting for? Come on, aren't you going to seek revenge on me?"

"Hahahaha..." Xiongba laughed wildly, and after the crazy laugh, Xiongba's face froze and shouted, "Three points return to one, Xiongba's world..."

The vitality between heaven and earth suddenly gathered towards Xiongba. While the vitality returned to Xiongba's body, a huge wind suddenly appeared, making Nie Feng and others unable to stand.

The two struggled to stabilize their bodies, and as the suction became stronger and stronger, they still involuntarily headed towards Xiongba.

"Drink..." Xiongba's hands suddenly poked out, grabbed Fengyun and the others, and raised them up.

"Feng Wuying, Yun Wuying! I see that you can unite and help me!"

Xiongba held the wind and clouds tightly, and energy continued to flow out from the two of them and gathered towards Xiongba's body.

Bu Jingyun practiced Paiyun Palm, while Nie Feng was Feng Shen Leg. However, whether Nie Feng or Bu Jingyun, the martial arts they practiced were part of Xiongba’s three-point reincarnation energy.

The three of them have the same martial arts as the same clan, and under the attraction of Xiongba, the internal strength in Fengyun and the two were constantly absorbed by Xiongba. Every minute, Xiongba's momentum became stronger, while Fengyun and the two were weaker.

"This is the sword tomb. From today on, not only the sword's tomb will be the two of you! After your skills are returned to me, the next one to die is the Sword Saint. What is the twenty-three swords and what is the shocking plan! I must regain the unparalleled sword, dominate the martial arts world, and be invincible in the world!"

Xiongba continued to absorb Fengyun's skills, and with Xiongba's absorption, Nie Feng slowly closed his eyes and began to recite the Bingxin Art silently. Unlike Nie Feng's situation, Bu Jingyun's muscles burst out, and the fire Qilin pattern on his arm was clearly visible.

"The heart is like ice crystal... the Qilin arm helps me..."

The two shouted one after another, and ice armor formed on Nie Feng's body, while the Qilin pattern on Bu Jingyun's arm turned into a fire armor.

The cold ice armor was biting cold, while the flame armor was filled with heat. Xiongba was hit by the energy from Fengyun and the others, so he had to let go of the two of them and picked up the Fire Lin Sword in front of him again.

"I see how many means you have, use it, let me see it!"

"Zuoqi Sword"

Looking at Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng who were flying away, the Huolin Sword in Xiongba's hand slashed forward with a sword, and a red sword light flew out from the blade.

"Paiyun Palm... Feng Shen Leg..."

Bu Jingyun and the other two dared not neglect, and each used their unique skills to face the flying sword light.

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

The sword light slowly scattered between heaven and earth. After the sword light dissipated, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng looked at each other and both smiled bitterly.

"KaKa..."

"KaKaKa..."

The armor on the two of them shattered and broke away from them, revealing the sword marks of all sizes on their bodies.

“Tick…tick…”

Blood kept dripping from the two of them, and feeling their injuries, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun hoped that Qin Shuang would never come.

Xiongba is really too strong and hidden too deeply. Judging from this posture, even if the three of them work together, they may not be able to change anything.

"What the stunning changes in the Nine Sky Cloud Dragon, I don't believe it. I only believe in myself and the sword in my hand!" Xiongba was relieved now. Although Bu Jingyun and the other two had good strength, Xiongba, who had already fought, did not believe that the two had the possibility of turning the tables.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdang..."

Just as Xiongba was about to take action, the swords inserted on the ground suddenly shaking, as if they were worshipping themselves as if they were praying to their own kings, all of them bent down.

"Sword Saint!... You must be the one who is making trouble. Come out, come out quickly, don't play this game, I'm not afraid of you!"

Xiongba was stunned. Xiongba was not unfamiliar with the scene of thousands of swords worshiping on the ground. It was because of the swords worshiping together that Xiongba knew that the sword saint's sword skills had reached the edge of the sword path. Looking at this familiar scene here, Xiongba immediately gave up the plan to kill Fengyun and instead looked for the figure of the sword saint.

The wind and clouds are not worth fearing, and the Sword Saint is his enemy.

Xiongba was looking for the figure of the sword saint, and the sword on the ground became more and more violent.

"Ding...Dingding Dingding..."

After a crisp sound, a sword broke from the waist. With this crisp sound, the sword in the entire sword tomb seemed to have been made, breaking from it one after another.

Tick, tick...

Blood kept flowing out of the wound on Bu Jingyun's body, but Xiongba, who was still looking for the figure of the Sword Saint, knew nothing about it.

The blood on the ground slowly gathers, and the more blood gathers, the more broken swords there will be.

"The peerless good sword is the king of the sword. Without the blood guidance of our father and son, it will never be born. Yun'er will leave quickly and strive to get the sword back one day..."

For some reason, Bu Jingyun suddenly remembered what his father said before his death and the peerless sword he had built with his lifelong energy.

“Buzz buzz…”

The earth trembled, and cracks gradually appeared in the place where Bu Jingyun's blood gathered.

Looking at the cracks on the ground, Bu Jingyun slowly walked forward regardless of his injuries, because there was a feeling of attracting Bu Jingyun in front of him, and the feeling was like the call of his mother and the whisper of his father.

"Swoosh..."

As Bu Jingyun approached, red light flashed in the cracks on the earth, and a sword that looked majestic slowly rose from the earth.

The sword blade emitted a sharp edge, and it flew up before Bu Jingyun arrived and shot towards Bu Jingyun's hand.

"A peerless sword!" Bu Jingyun grabbed the sword and couldn't help but recite it gently.

"What!" Xiongba, who was looking for the figure of the sword saint, turned around and saw at a glance that the root of the group of swords and worship was in Bu Jingyun's hand.

"It's that broken sword, not a sword saint!" Looking at the peerless sword that was attracting the viciousness of the sword tomb, Xiongba breathed a sigh of relief.

"Junior Brother Feng, can you fight again?" Bu Jingyun held the sword and looked at Nie Feng beside him.

"Why can't it be!" Nie Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly stood up with the Xueyin Crazy Knife.

"The fire of the worm still wants to shine!"

Xiongba whispered in a low voice, and the bright red fire-in sword in his hand set him up like an undefeated god of war.
Chapter completed!