The vain appearance in the early morning added a lot of variables.

Although he is a first-class warrior, his sword technique is extremely strange, and the threat he gives Feng Huasheng is no less than that of a acquired master.

The scimitar in my hand in the early morning was less than half the ordinary long sword, like a crescent moon, the blade cut through the air and burst out sporadic sparks, and the sword energy was unparalleled.

"Come on the sword!"

Feng Zaisheng shouted softly, took the void in his palm, and a long sword that fell to the ground was immediately sucked into his hand.

Sixteen deadly sword techniques!

In addition to being unparalleled in fingering, the Feng family is also a masterpiece of swordsmanship.

It was precisely through these two martial arts that the Feng family established the reputation of the first family.

Sixteen deadly sword techniques were used in Feng Jue's hands, one sword was used to snare, one sword, one cycle after another, and each sword contained countless changes. For a moment, the sword energy soared into the sky and the sword light was moving.

Early in the morning, he started fighting with Feng Zaisheng, but Yuequan didn't watch it.

Just relying on the morning alone, Yue Quan knew that he would not be Feng Huasheng's opponent, so he immediately took action and attacked Feng Huasheng both.

Boom! Ding!

Yue Quan was injured in his left arm, but the Moon Worship Palm Technique that he used with his right hand was not much weaker. His body of true energy was activated to the extreme. With one palm, the true energy was scattered, and the strength of the acquired peak was undoubtedly revealed.

On the other hand, his face was calm in the early morning, holding a knife with one arm, and the tiny scimitar contained infinite murderous intent. The blade was like flowing water, and the knife's aura was like spring breeze, and it was erratic.

Faced with the two joining forces, Feng Huasheng's face remained unchanged. The long sword in his hand transformed into a sword light everywhere, and the sword was circulating without revealing any flaws.

As the swords collided, sparks splashed out.

Every collision made Qingchen's face pale, and his hands holding the knife trembled.

In terms of strength, Qingchen is weaker than Feng Zaisheng. He is just a first-class warrior, while the other party is a half-step innate existence. The gap between true qi is so big that it is endless.

The reason why he was able to deal with Feng Huasheng was all because of his mysterious sword technique.

Unfortunately, Feng Huasheng saw Qingchen's weakness, and each swordsmanship bombarded with the most direct posture, forcing the other party to face him.

Between the sword light, Feng Zaisheng sneered and said, "Today we will eliminate you. Anyone who dares to oppose my Feng family will die.

Last time, I destroyed the Qing family and let you escape by chance. This time I will send your family to reunite."

"die!"

Feng Zaisheng's words stimulated the morning, and the sword surged up, and a sword light cut through the night sky, as if enough to cut through the void and penetrate everything.

Here comes!

This is another knife!

Feng Zaisheng's eyes condensed, and the sword appeared like a star chasing, stabbing towards him without hiding or avoiding.

The last time he broke into the Feng family early in the morning, when he planned to take action, he was escaped by the other party because of this knife.

That time, Feng Huasheng was caught off guard and was escaped in the early morning.

This time!

"What's the use of the same trick for the second time?"

Feng Zaisheng smiled coldly, and since the long sword was bombarded with the scimitar.

Buzz!

A silent roar came, and an invisible wave rippled. The sword light and sword light became extremely dazzling at this moment, and the sword energy bombarded everywhere like arrows.

A slight sound made Feng Huasheng's expression change in vain.

Swish!

A dozen silver lights burst out, bringing up several bunches of blood.

As Feng Aosheng's true energy burst out, he slapped out with a palm and slapped several oncoming silver lights away.

On the other hand, I also flew backwards in the morning, and I kept coughing up blood in my mouth after landing.

"snort!"

Feng Huasheng looked at the long sword with only the shank in his hand, and snorted coldly and threw it away.

He didn't expect that the scimitar in his hand in the morning was actually a good weapon. You should know that although the long sword in his hand was an ordinary weapon, it was not inferior to a sharp weapon with the blessing of his true energy.

This also shows that the scimitar in the early morning was at least a famous tool level.

Famous instrument?

Even his Feng family has not many weapons of famous weapon level, and each one is enough to be called a treasure of the clan.

Feng Zaisheng said: "Famous artifacts, this should not be the Qing family's thing. I didn't expect that the opportunity to survive the disaster was not simple, but even if the famous artifacts were there, so what if it was.

What can you do if you give you great martial arts?

No matter how powerful martial arts are, they are not as good as themselves. What’s the use of relying on these external objects?”

Feng Zaisheng knew that the other party was injured by his true energy, and his strength was not enough at this moment, and Yue Quan, who was standing beside him, was also in a half-dead state.

In his eyes, the Yue family had no room for maneuver.

"Ahem!"

I suddenly coughed violently in the early morning, and I vomited several mouthfuls of blood like no money.

Just as Feng Huasheng guessed, his internal organs had been damaged by Feng Huasheng's true qi.

At this time, the resistance of the Yue family had already weakened to the extreme.

A large number of tribe members were defeated and died, and the Feng family completely gained the upper hand.

Yue Gui is fighting for Feng Liancheng's life. Now Yue Gui's eyes are scarlet and bloody, and he is indifferent to everything. There is only Feng Liancheng in his eyes, as if he will not give up until he kills the other party.

Feng Liancheng's condition is not very good now. His hair is messy and his body is stained with a lot of blood.

Feng Liancheng became more and more frightened the more he fought.

Yue Gui seemed not afraid of pain or death. He left many scars on Yue Gui's body, but the other party seemed to be unconscious and his combat power did not weaken at all.

On the contrary, due to the injury, his strength seemed to have become higher.

"madman!"

Yue Gui is now in Feng Liancheng's eyes, he is a madman, a madman who is desperate.

It is said that the arrogant one is afraid of being ruthless, and the cruel one is afraid of being desperate.

Feng Liancheng did not plan to lose both sides and die together. When he took action, the innate momentum was weaker and he was already in a suppressed situation.

boom!

Feng Liancheng slapped Yue Gui's chest with a palm. Yue Gui did not hide or avoid it, and also bombarded Feng Liancheng's chest with a palm.

The true energy bombarded out in an instant, and both of them flew out like a defeated grass.

"Ahem!"

Feng Liancheng struggled to stand up on the ground, his face was so pale that he was scary, and he kept coughing violently while covering his chest with one hand.

The palm he just now could be said to have completely endured Yue Gui's attack. If he hadn't protected his heart meridians with true qi at the last moment, he would have been dead.

But even so, Feng Liancheng suffered serious injuries.

only……

Feng Liancheng looked at Yue Gui who was unable to get up, and Feng Liancheng smiled sarcastically at the corner of his mouth.

This lunatic finally died.

Feng Liancheng didn't believe that Yue Gui still had the possibility of survival after he had withstood his full strength. You should know that even if a master like Feng Zaisheng and Yue Quan ended with his full strength, he would never end up in a good way.
Chapter completed!