At this time, on the water stronghold of the Chu army, Wei Xuanlang observed the middle-aged man in black on the small boat in the river with his magic goggles, and then said: "King Qi, it is true that the sinister sword has lingering hatred. According to our army's intelligence, this person is only in the middle stage of Wuzong." Cultivation level, and what is condensed is only the middle-grade golden elixir!"
The Seven Evil Demon Sect is divided into seven lines: Tiangang Thunder Evil, Earthly Lung Fire Evil, White Tiger Star Evil, Xuanyin Earth Evil, Youquan Blood Evil, White Bone Death Evil, and Ghost Resentment Evil. Yu Hen is an elder of the Wuzong lineage of Xuanyin Earth Evil.
Chu Mufeng looked around at the powerful martial arts masters of various sects and said, "Who would be willing to meet this person for a while?"
At this time, a middle-aged man in green clothes with a sword on his waist cupped his fists and said: "Liu Changfeng is willing to fight!"
This person is a strong martial artist from the Liu family in Cangzhou. His cultivation is also at the middle stage of the martial arts, and his cultivation is close to the peak of the middle stage. He felt that he was somewhat confident, so he took the initiative to ask for a fight. Since you are on the battlefield, you will have to fight sooner or later, so it is better to take action when you are sure.
Chu Mufeng smiled and said: "Then it's time for you, senior, let's beat the drum and cheer!"
Immediately, Liu Changfeng entered the Heilong River in a small boat, clasping his fists and saying, "Liu Changfeng of the Cangzhou Liu Family is here to learn from you!"
"Then suffer death!"
Yu Hen's expression was cold, and he suddenly slashed out with his sword. A black sword aura about ten feet long ran along the water surface, breaking through the wind and waves, and quickly attacked Liu Changfeng's ship.
Liu Changfeng slashed with his sword, and a white sword energy about ten feet long was slashed out quickly. It collided with the black sword energy, and there was an explosion, splashing up a water curtain four to five feet high.
Immediately, a figure in black instantly passed through the water curtain and slashed at Liu Changfeng with a knife.
Before the blade reached Liu Changfeng, the sound of the wails of thousands of ghosts could be heard in Liu Changfeng's ears, and his mind suddenly became uncontrollable. At this time, the brilliance of the long sword in his hand suddenly lit up, and the soul power of the weapon automatically protected the master, neutralizing the soul attack. However, at this moment, another extremely condensed Xuanyin sword intent cut into his sea of consciousness.
Liu Changfeng hurriedly gathered his soul power to resist, but was cut by the sword. He grunted, but another black sword light struck quickly. Before he could react, a head flew out.
The powerful Wuzong warriors among the Chu army all looked surprised. They didn't expect Liu Changfeng to be defeated so quickly that he couldn't even rescue him in time.
At this time, Liu Changfeng's soul left his body and turned into a white light and flew to the water village.
But Yu Hen did not chase after him, instead he flashed his figure and grabbed the magic weapon that Liu Changfeng had fallen off the ship and the mustard seed bag around his waist. On the battlefield, military merit is still secondary, and the main purpose is to harvest trophies.
However, there was a white shadow that was even faster, as fast as lightning. In an instant, it had flown from the water village to the surface of the ship, swinging its sword and slashing out a white sword energy.
Yu Hen's expression changed, and he hurriedly swung his sword to defeat the sword energy.
At this time, a young man in white had already taken the magic weapon and the mustard seed bag in his hands, then cupped his fists and said, "Luo Feng of the Canglang Sword Sect, please teach me!"
Yu Hen's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that he would be lucky enough to get away with the other party's spoils. He immediately activated the black sword light again and quickly slashed at the young man in white.
'Luo Feng' held the magic weapon level sword dropped by Liu Changfeng, activated the white sword light, and fought with Yu Hen in the air.
Dang, dang, dang, the long swords kept clashing, the black and white sword energy and sword light were surging. In a few breaths, the two of them had exchanged more than thirty moves.
After a while, the two people suddenly separated and landed at both ends of the boat.
At this time, Luo Feng was dressed in white as snow, standing with a sword in his hand, his expression indifferent.
Yu Hen's eyes were distracted, and his throat was a little red. It was a sword wound, but no blood flowed out, because it was frozen by the extremely cold sword energy, and there were many signs of ice condensation on his body.
On the boat in the distance, Fang Hongjian looked solemn. Yu Hen's sword skills and light kung fu were both top-notch, and his combat prowess was impressive. He didn't expect that he would be defeated by Luo Feng.
Xiao Yi sighed: "It's such a terrible cold air. I hate that I won't lose unjustly! Every time Luo Feng attacks, the cold air invades his body. As the cold air erodes, his blood freezes and his body becomes stiff. He can't keep up with his reactions." Killed with a sword."
The Qi and blood of a strong man from the Wuzong were extremely strong, but he was frozen by his cold Qi, which showed how powerful he was.
Immediately, Luo Feng took the corpses of Yu Hen and Liu Changfeng and the trophies and put them into the Xumi bracelet. He only took the two mustard bags in his hands and returned to the water village in a flash.
Chu Mufeng smiled and said: "Brother Luo's Canglang Hanso Jue is really powerful!"
Wei Xuanlang also smiled and said: "Congratulations to Brother Luo on your first achievement."
"That's ridiculous!"
'Luo Feng' smiled, no one knew that he was actually Ling Feng pretending to be using the shape-changing technique. He and Luo Feng reached an agreement, and Luo Feng could just seize the time and practice some more. Ling Feng, on the other hand, used his identity to increase his energy and chivalry points, and quietly made a fortune.
In order to ensure that he was foolproof, he put on the fifth-level magic weapon Qianhuan Mask, which was difficult for ordinary Martial King experts to see through. Moreover, he transformed the chaotic true essence into the ice attribute. No one except the powerful martial arts masters at Hancang Peak could detect the difference in the true essence.
At this time, an old man in green clothes with a sword came up, cupped his fists and said: "Brother Luo, can you return Changfeng's magic weapon to our Liu family? As for the items in the mustard bag, just treat it as a thank you to Brother Luo."
Ling Feng thought for a moment and returned the magic sword to him. There is no need for him to lose his reputation because of this.
The old man in green clasped his fists and said, "Thank you!"
At this time, the Tang army camp was on the building ship.
A middle-aged man in a blood-robed robe cupped his fists and said, "Prince Tang, Zheng Xuefeng, the Blood-Transforming Sword Sect, please come out to fight!"
Fang Hongjian smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Zheng, for taking action."
Immediately, Zheng Xuefeng used Qinggong, and with a few taps on the river, he jumped to the boat where Yu Hen was just now. He said coldly: "How dare you, the junior of the Canglang Sword Sect, to come down and fight!"
Ling Feng was preparing to fight when Ren Tianxing persuaded him: "Senior Brother Luo, this person is nicknamed the Blood Flame Sword. He is a master on the Earth Ranking. Although his ranking is not high, his martial arts skills are by no means comparable to Yuhen."
"Thank you, Junior Brother Ren, for your kindness. Luo is not a timid person!" Ling Feng deliberately took so many rounds to defeat Yu Hen just to attract the opponent to challenge again. How could he give up? Immediately, his figure flashed, and after a few ups and downs, he arrived at the small boat where he was just now.
Zheng Xuefeng didn't say a word, his figure flashed, and the long knife in his hand suddenly dazzled with blood, and he quickly slashed towards Ling Feng.
The fourth-level high-grade magic weapon combined with the strong cultivation level of the late Wuzong, the attack power is comparable to the peak of the late Wuzong. If it is really Luo Feng, it is really a bit confusing, but Ling Feng has a calm expression, suddenly draws his sword, and activates Yi Yuan The sword technique produced a dazzling white sword light.
Zheng Xuefeng was about to defeat the sword light with his sword, when suddenly an extremely cold sword intent erupted from the sword light, instantly freezing his martial soul.
The next moment, white sword light passed quickly and pierced his throat.
The powerful Wu Zong warriors on the Tang Dynasty were all dumbfounded. They fought Yu Hen for dozens of rounds just now to win, but when facing the stronger Zheng Xuefeng, they killed him instantly with one sword.
Damn it, let’s cheat! Even the powerful martial arts masters on the Dachu side have this mentality.
After receiving the head, Ling Feng's hands shook, and he restrained the blood on his face, showing a pale complexion. He tried his best to look exhausted so that there would be more fish to bite later.
