"Okay, I finally understand." Nie Feng's eight-stage series of Ruyi Demons became more and more concise as he used it. He gradually threw away the word series, and his sword technique was no longer coherent.

He merged all the changes in the magic sword technique into eight styles, as the eight styles in the general outline!

These eight styles fully understand the essence of sword techniques. When Nie Feng used the eight sword techniques he had integrated and comprehended, he suddenly realized that they were the basic sword techniques taught by his father when he was a child!

At this time, if Yang Pan used his heavenly eyes to observe Nie Feng, he would vaguely see Nie Feng's luck surging, which is a sign of his luck!

At the same time, there were six top experts outside who put Nie Feng in enough pressure.

Under such pressure, Nie Feng's sword technique has made an incredible speed.

The pressure on the six people including Shi Weixian was getting worse and worse.

"Use your trick! You can't delay any more. Everyone uses all their strength to completely solve him." Zhi Tanhua shouted.

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Nie Feng knew that once the six killers used their ultimate tricks, they would probably die here.

Under the threat of death.

Nie Feng burst out with powerful potential.

The small building in my hand suddenly became a demon and had a mysterious connection with Nie Feng. In a moment, countless insights poured into my heart, under the guidance of the small building listening to the spring rain overnight.

The magic knife suddenly trembled.

This sound of sword chant seemed to be a signal, and it also seemed to be a morning bell and evening drum, awakening a certain characteristic of Nie Feng.

Hold the knife in his right hand and waved it forward.

The target of his sword was unfortunately the weakest martial arts dog king!

No one can describe how this knife was made, and no one can see how this knife hit the dog king.

Just after a roar of a knife, the dog king stopped his movements, and then his whole body cracked from the middle, and his flesh and blood were splattered everywhere, and he died in vain.

"How is this possible?" everyone shouted in shock.

Nie Feng was not stunned, and there were three more swords. These three swords pointed directly at Xibao, danced with hands, and sang three Tianchi killers, each with one sword.

The three of them also stopped their movements, and then they had only time to show a terrified look, and then followed the footsteps of the dog king.

Zhi Tanhua and Shi Weixian reacted, hurriedly reversed their mind methods, stopped their ultimate moves, and retreated.

They couldn't imagine why Nie Feng suddenly made great progress in his strength, and at the same time they were also afraid and afraid of the magical sword.

"What kind of sword technique is this? Quick, flash." Although Shi Weixian is huge, he is extremely light and quick when using light skills.

Zhi Tanhua's movements were faster, and he shot out six paper flying knives. He wanted to delay Nie Feng's movements, and he pulled back at the same time. His lightness skills were even more than the immortals of Food.

The two were very experienced in splitting into two different directions and fled separately.

"If you want to run away, it's not so easy. Take me a knife!" Nie Feng shouted loudly, his figure faster than any of them.

Just kidding, what is Nie Feng’s nickname? God of Wind, is that speed fake?

Playing light skills with Nie Feng, isn’t that a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

As a result, Nie Feng seemed to be in two clones—

Modify tomorrow.
Chapter completed!