The word "Dang" is a spear technique that Tang Ming realized under the guidance of the spirit of the weapon in the dragon and phoenix cemetery.

The majestic energy rushed towards Feng Binbei like a rush of mountains and seas through the gun body.

According to Tang Ming's speculation, even if this shot fails to hurt Feng Binbei, it can still shake the blood-drinking knife in his hand.

But unexpectedly, Feng Binbei's actions surprised Tang Ming.

I saw that Feng Binbei not only did not retreat at all the moment before the energy swept over, but also turned the blood-drinking knife in his hand.

The violent energy on the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Gun rubbed the blood-drinking knife and broke through Kaifeng Binbei's chest, and the energy came out of his back.

Feng Binbei was hit by Tang Ming without hesitation. The blood-drinking knife in his hand also slashed across the edge and headed towards Tang Ming's chest.

At this moment, Tang Ming, whose gun was as powerful as a dragon, could not take back the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear in this slightest.

The sword light flew across his chest, and a blood sword shot out from Tang Ming's chest, and the blood entangled with the murderous sword light.

Two people exchanged injuries with one move.

Tang Ming did not expect that Feng Binbei would completely ignore his gun force and even give him a knife at the cost of serious injuries.

At the beginning, Tang Ming suppressed his physical realm at the Chongmai realm, and even so, it was difficult for ordinary means to break through Tang Ming's defense.

The Blood-Drinking Sword was easily done, and if it weren't for the power of the Shura body, Tang Ming would have been in his body by the evil energy of the Blood-Drinking Sword.

In this way, this move seems to be both defeated, but Tang Ming's chess is slightly different.

"Hahaha, come again!"

Tang Ming held the gun with his knees and laughed wildly, the flames of the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Gun gradually gathered back, but the inscriptions on the gun body became more and more dazzling.

Feng Binbei seemed to have no consciousness at this moment. There was only killing and fighting spirit in his eyes. At the beginning, he was not wrong. He went to his arena and only life and death were determined.

The Blood-Drinking Knife felt the breath from Tang Ming's spear, and when it flowed, it returned to Feng Binbei's hand. The blood-devil aura began to enter the long whale and was swallowed by the Blood-Drinking Knife like it was swallowed by the Blood-Drinking Knife.

The blade returned to the simplicity at the beginning, but Tang Ming keenly realized that the blood-drinking knife at this moment was like a ferocious beast that chose people to eat.

"roar!!"

Feng Binbei roared angrily, raised his arm across the knife, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed down from left to right. A sword light covering the sky and the sun shot out from the blood-drinking knife.

Tang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and the tip of the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand fell to the ground. He raised the tail of the spear with one hand, and faced the sword light that was as powerful as thunder, his expression was calm.

The sword lights that came from the blood-drinking knife enveloped the entire martial arts field. When the people watching the battle in the distance saw the sword lights covering the sky and the sun, they couldn't help but suck the air conditioner.

Such a sword light, let alone the disciples of the school, even the elders of the Pavilion Master may not be able to survive the sword light without any harm.

For Tang Ming, who is in it, what really threatens him is not

It is the sword light everywhere, but the blood evil spirit hidden under the sword light.

The blood evil energy is somewhat similar to the erosion thunder of its own, but erosion and other things devour spiritual energy, while the blood evil energy affects the mind.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Ming suddenly turned around the moment before the sword light came, carrying the entire spear on his shoulder, holding the tail of the spear with his right hand, and lifting the spear with his left hand to show off his own way.

"rise!!"

When the sword light completely fell, a loud shout resounded throughout Longcheng Academy. People in the distance saw that a more violent energy than the blood-drinking sword light broke through the sword light, and pierced a hole in the sky evolved from the sword light.

Moving mountains.

At the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, Tang Ming picked up the red-scaled dragon dragon that had transformed into a ten-foot true body, not to mention that Feng Binbei, who was only innate innate realm at this moment.

Tang Ming was in power and was unforgivable. He thrust his spear and moved it, passing through the bloody ring in the middle, and handed it out with the tip of the spear mixed with flames and thunder.

Puff...

A shot pierced through Feng Binbei's right arm without hesitation. At the same time, Tang Ming twisted the spear in his hand. When the energy dissipated, Tang Ming showed a little hesitation.

With his shot, the huge battle will come to an end. However, a knife maker like Feng Binbei, who is rare in a century, will be completely disabled.

When the gun body penetrates Feng Binbei's right arm, as long as Tang Ming's hand moves a little, the energy flowing and the gun's body will directly blow Feng Binbei's right arm into powder.

Tang Ming knew the characteristics of the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear. Once the spear containing the erosion thunder and the Divine Phoenix Flame was blown to pieces by Feng Binbei's right arm, even if there was a elixir for the creation of white bones, Feng Binbei's right arm would not be able to return.

With a hint of hesitation, Feng Binbei, the opposite side, decisively abandoned the knife with his right hand. Before he could drink blood, he took the long sword with his left hand and retreated suddenly.

Tang Ming did not pursue the victory. The moment the gun came out of his right arm, Tang Ming also took back the flames and erosion thunder that scattered in Feng Binbei's right arm's wound.

"You're defeated!"

Standing with a spear, he could force himself to use the word "Shake" and move mountains one after another in the innate realm. The young man with disheveled hair and knife in front of him has proved his strength.

After all, aside from cultivation, Tang Ming's gun technique was not only guided by the spirit of the weapon, but also tempered again and again between countless life and death.

In the entire Longcheng Academy, there is no other second one that can allow Tang Ming to use the magic trick and move mountains except Zhongli Tiancheng!

"Not yet...ah!!!"

Tang Ming looked at Feng Binbei with black hair dancing in a daze. In addition to being shocked, there was also a sense of regret.

After Tang Ming finished speaking, Feng Binbei raised the long sword in his left hand. In Tang Ming's surprise, the madman actually cut off his right arm shoulder-to-shoulder.

"How can you retreat if you can't win with one move?"

Feng Binbei gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence from the gaps between his teeth

The blood-drinking knife in his left hand suddenly surged.

Not only Tang Ming felt a pity, but even Zhongli Tiancheng and the other four who were observing the distance here couldn't help but sigh.

"Why do you have to? Is it good to break your arm and reconcile him?"

Qin Chusheng was a little confused, so he had already lost, so why did he have to destroy one of his arms?

"Ha, you don't know Feng Binbei, but I know him. This young man is a cruel man who is broken and can stand up straight while lying on the ground. The shot from Deacon Tang just now should have broken his right arm, but Deacon Tang showed mercy."

Zhongli Tiancheng explained in a gentle tone that he knew Feng Binbei too well, and Tang Ming's men showed mercy, which was a humiliation for someone like him.

"Look at it, the Purgatory Seven Swords Technique is definitely not as simple as we see!"

Zhongli Tiancheng seemed to be still full of confidence in Feng Binbei at this time.

...

This time, the martial arts performance was no longer visible. Not to mention the rings before Tang Ming and Feng Binbei, even the other two rings have completely disappeared.

"One knife, stop the thoughts!"

Feng Binbei took the knife with his feet slashed away, and slashed it at the head without any fancy.

There is no sword light that covers the sky, no violent energy, and no blood-killing energy. This sword is so ordinary that it makes people a little confused.

When people in the distance saw Feng Binbei slashing this knife with one arm, they looked puzzled. In their opinion, such a move was not enough to go to the streets of Longcheng to perform.

But Tang Ming was different. After seeing this seemingly ordinary and innocent knife, his expression suddenly became solemn.

One sword blocked Tang Ming's retreat in all directions. When the blade was approaching, no matter which direction Tang Ming dodged, the blade could appear on the way he came. This path completely cut off the thought of dodging.

Tang Ming held the gun horizontally, slowly erasing the surging flames and beating thunder from the right to the left. The original appearance of the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Gun was exposed to the public for the first time.

A spear with a rough-looking silver rod with a black end, the black and silver colors at the connection between the seven-inch gun body are perfectly blended together.

"Why does that gun head feel so familiar?"

Wu Sanxiao looked at the spear in Tang Ming's hand and stared at the spear head with some confusion and asked.

"That's the black spirit jade he exchanged for from Xiao Zhen. I don't know how this kid refined all that thing!"

Helian Majesty explained casually, but even he couldn't figure out how the black spirit jade that made the sect's boss helpless at the beginning, how did this kid refine it into a spearhead?

"The spear refined from the black spirit jade, the blood-drinking knife blooming from the Kunbei Blood Prison, this competition is becoming more and more interesting!"

Wu Sanxiao reached out to touch the slightly prickly stubble, and looked at the battlefield in the distance with a hot expression.

To put it bluntly, it is actually just a blink of an eye.

The long sword fell sharply, and Tang Ming raised his gun to block the knife horizontally, but at the same time the blade touched the gun body, he released the gun body with his right hand and turned his left hand with his tail and had already appeared behind Feng Binbei's back.

Then Tang Ming clenched his right fist and smashed it to the acupoint behind Feng Binbei. However, before Tang Ming's fist could fall, the blade that had originally landed on the ground inadvertently rose from Tang Ming's left rib.

Tang Ming's punch did not fall. If he punched it, he could seriously injure Feng Binbei, but in contrast, his chest would be broken by the blood-drinking knife again.

He closed his fist and lowered his elbow and swung his gun. The four movements were completed in one go. After forcing Feng Binbei to punch, Tang Ming withdrew from the battle circle. However, while retreating, the spear he swung also hit Feng Binbei's back.

"Brother, it's really good!"

Tang Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Feng Binbei, whose expression gradually began to change with appreciation.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Feng Binbei has actually been defeated, and the inspiration of the power of blood is limited by time. His consciousness is gradually becoming clear, which means that the power of blood is beginning to decline.

"Two swords, cut off the god"

Feng Binbei, who breathed heavily for two breaths, briefly eased, held the blood-drinking knife in his hand again, stepped forward with his right foot, and drew his sword.

Tang Ming pulled the Divine Phoenix Spear upside down and held the gun nine inches in his hand.

A little cold light suddenly rises!

Feng Binbei's hand holding the blood-drinking knife slowly began to draw the sword out. The surging knife intention was like a trapped beast, and the gradually exposed blade was like a cage that was gradually opened.

Blue veins bulged on Tang Ming's arms, and a trace of spear power was emitted from the Divine Phoenix Spear, but at the moment of forming the momentum, it was suppressed by Tang Ming.

Feng Binbei's second sword is not qualified to suppress it with his gun.

Taking a small step, Tang Ming slightly turned the spear in his hand, and in a moment, the overwhelming sword intention turned into invisible.

The momentum and knife intention gradually reached its peak between rising and falling.

(End of this chapter)
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