Not good! Xie Chen, who was far away, felt a stern heart! Although he was also influenced by Zihu's charming technique, he suddenly woke up at this moment!

Seeing that Zihu's hand had barely grabbed Chen Ci's heart, but the latter was still as dumb as a wooden chicken, Xie Chen was almost furious! He didn't expect that after the demonization, Zihu's charming technique would be so powerful!

"Cry--!" At this moment, a phoenix sound suddenly soared into the sky! Feng Qi escaped from the influence of charming skills before Xie Chen, and his wings behind him rush into the field like a flying fire meteor!

"It's too late!" Zihu's eyes were as charming as silk, and she laughed softly...

Although Feng Qi had already rushed over, Zihu's hand was only one inch away from Chen Ci! With just a gentle sigh, Chen Ci's heart could be crushed by her! Chen Ci's life ended here!

"Indeed, it's too late."

In the silence, a lazy voice suddenly sounded! The sound was not loud, but Zihu was trembling slightly as if he was struck by lightning!

He lowered his eyes and looked at his jade hand that had been stuck on his clothes but was stagnant. Chen Ci suddenly yawned in an extremely exaggerated manner, and then stretched his waist!

"You, why are you..." Zihu's voice no longer scattered, but instead trembled!

It's just a little bit short! It's almost possible to dig out the little guy's heart! But why did he suddenly escape from his charming skills?! Why could he re-control the space so quickly?! Could it be that his formation has never been broken from beginning to end?!

"Is it almost right?" Chen Ci smiled lazily, his eyes swept over Zihu's seductive body, as if he was looking at a piece of rotten wooden stake.

"Why?" Zihu murmured in disbelief.

"It's nothing, it's just that you're not lucky." Chen Ci smiled faintly: "Now, you can die."

"Puff!" A sharp earth thorn instantly pierced from Zihu's back and came out from his plump chest! The thorn with bright red blood suddenly stopped in front of Chen Ci.

"No matter how perfect the appearance is, it is just a flesh and blood body. By sowing others' desires to win, it is just a inferior one."

Chen Ci stared at the drops of blood that kept dripping in front of his eyes, and his words were filled with a sigh of enlightenment.

"Ho ho... I know, I know your secret..." As the rapid passing of life, Zihu used his last strength and stared at Chen Ci and said weakly.

"If you know, you will know. Take what you know to the underworld." Chen Ci's eyes flashed for a moment, and suddenly his mind moved!

With a "boom!", the earth thorn suddenly lost its support and fell to the ground with its gradually cold body!

"Chen Ci, are you okay?!" At this time, Feng Qi had already arrived behind Chen Ci.

"I'm fine." Chen Ci smiled lazyly and shook his head.

"Amitabha. Lazy Guy, you can have concentration!" Kongkong, who came over, couldn't help but sigh after confirming that Chen Ci was fine.

Chen Ci glanced at Kongyin and smiled and said, "Do you think everyone is the same as you, and you can't walk when you see a woman?"

"Stylish skills! That's her charm skills, okay!" Kongkong's old face turned red and he shouted with his neck. Everyone laughed and returned to his side.

"Purple Fox also failed..." The corners of Blood Axe's eyes twitched. In the second game, these little guys from Brotherhood are really difficult!

"Lu Zhan, go!" The blood axe, who was shocked and angry, gave the order directly.

"Okay." Lu Zhan, who had a gloomy face, moved his body without hesitation when he heard this. He had already arrived at the scene before the members of the Brotherhood returned to the formation.

"Yu Changfeng, come out and fight." Lu Zhan's eyes swept away and instantly locked in Yu Changfeng with red hair.

From the beginning of meeting, they had already felt the other party's fighting spirit. For some reason, Lu Zhan always felt that this red-haired, one-armed, indifferent man would be his life's enemy!

Challenge me? Yu Changfeng paused and slowly turned his head to look at Lu Zhan. At this moment, Lu Zhan actually directly called out his natal spirit and stood in the air, looking at Yu Changfeng gloomyly.

Lu Zhan’s natal spirit is called “Bifeng Breaking Sword”. The blade is narrow and thin, and it seems to have no weight at all.

It is said that when the knife splits the space, no one can see any of it, just because it is sharp. In front of this knife, even the wind will be directly chopped into pieces, just because of its speed!

If you use this knife to kill people, there will be no pain in the murdered person. Because when they find that they have been cut to pieces, their souls have already left their bodies. Those who are killed by this knife are also painful, because they have been killed before they even prepare and realize that they are killed.

There are many legends about the Wind Breaking Sword, but each legend cannot be separated from killing. Lu Zhan is the strongest man under the Blood Axe command. He has defeated the Blood Axe Demon Army for two formations and does not want to lose the third time!

"Draw the sword and lead the death." Lu Zhan said gloomyly. He actually didn't know what Yu Changfeng's natal spirit was, but instinctively he imagined the natal spirit of the red-haired boy in front of him as a knife.

"This sword was originally called Blood Demon, and was later refined and renamed Blood Moon by the polar red gold spirit." Yu Changfeng didn't say anything nonsense. When he raised his hand, he appeared with a blood-colored scimitar. Under the fierce sun, he exuded a creepy chill!

The scimitar is like the moon, red as red as blood! Red hair, red eyebrows, and blood-colored scimitar! Now the jade Changfeng is like Shura reborn!

Unlike the "demonization" after the beast spirit master becomes a saint, the natal spirit after the artifact spirit master becomes a saint is only more solid! Except for the formation master like Chen Ci, the artifact spirit master usually returns to nature and directly summons the natal spirit as a weapon to fight!

Once the spirit of the weapon is integrated with the human and the weapon, the spirit master will exert its strongest combat power just like the beast spirit master!

It was indeed a knife! Lu Zhan's eyes flashed with splendor, and he looked at the blood-colored scimitar in Yu Changfeng's hand and took a breath.

"What a knife! What a strong murderous aura!"

"If you kill you, the murderous aura will be even heavier." Yu Changfeng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the blood moon in his hand moved, but did not wave it.

Lu Zhan didn't say much, and the wind in his hand also moved.

Xie Chen's natal spirit is also a sword. He knows the battle between swordsmen very well. Especially those like Yu Changfeng and Lu Zhan who have integrated all their body, mind, and even the essence of life into the sword must be able to live together once they fight!

Lu Zhan’s sword wins fast! And Yu Changfeng’s sword wins hard!

The quick knife pursues a fatal blow, but the winning method of killing sword is to destroy and move forward!

In the eyes of outsiders, the levels of the two may be very different. Lu Zhan is a fourth-level spiritual saint, while Yu Changfeng has just advanced to level one.

But Lu Zhan did not dare to underestimate the red-haired boy who was not as strong as him and was extremely different from his age! Only when facing Yu Changfeng could he feel the strong sense of oppression emitted from his body and from the scimitar in his hand!

Yu Changfeng’s perception of the sword is no less than Lu Zhan!

Lu Zhan knew this deeply, and he was not surprised, nor was he afraid. Instead, his heart was in extreme excitement! As a swordsman, he could meet such an opponent in his life, and he would have no regrets even if he died!

This is true for Lu Zhan, and so is Yu Changfeng!

The two of them kept trembling, but they never waved it. In the eyes of the spectators, the two seemed to have no movement at all, just staring at each other silently.

But in the eyes of the master and the powerful man who is a sword with a natal spirit, the two of them had already started a fierce battle at this time!

This battle is not spiritual power or spiritual soul. It is a competition between two people's perception of swords! Every time the sword in their hands trembles, a sword technique containing endless back moves! With their perception of swords, they fought wildly in the eyes of their eyes and the trembling of the blade!

At some point, the wind had stopped. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the two of them stood opposite each other.

Time passed slowly, and before they could see the foreheads of the two Saint-level powerful men.

"Lu said, a knife." Lu Zhan slowly breathed and said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Yu Changfeng nodded. There was no need to say much at this moment, both of them understood what each other meant.

Xie Chen in the distance narrowed his eyes, and he felt the arrival of the decisive battle! He had fought with Yu Changfeng, but only he understood Yu Changfeng's perception and persistence with the sword best.

Luo Yue, one knife! The decisive battle between two swordsmen!

The wind blew gently again, blew the red hair of Yu Changfeng and the empty sleeves. At this moment, the sunset was desperately sprinkling its last light and heat towards the earth.

Lu Zhan's body suddenly relaxed, and the thin blade gently moved with the rhythm of the wind, as if the light breeze was blowing the "wind".

On the contrary, Yu Changfeng's whole body suddenly tensed! All the muscles on his body were entangled at the same time, and the bones in his body "cracked"! The "Blood Moon" suddenly became extremely solemn, as if it was a thousand pounds!

Red says the west is sinking, and darkness suddenly comes!

Lu Zhan's body suddenly became very light, so light that it was blown directly by the wind, floating towards the jade wind!

Yu Changfeng did not move, but he just raised the blood moon in his hand a little bit. In the slow movement, there was a faint thunder stimulation!

"Shufeng, I won!" Lu Zhan's face was gloomy, and a green light burst out in his hand! In a silent voice, the space was torn apart, and there was no trace in the sky!

"Hmph!" At this time, Yu Changfeng's knife was just raised to his chest, and a cold snorted red light suddenly appeared!

At this moment, what people see is no longer two people, nor two knives!

Instead, a bloody crescent moon emerged in the air, and a blue storm passed through the crescent moon!

The wind is flying, lightning! The illusory afterimage slowly dissipated in the wind. It was not until this time that the clang of metal and iron attacks and the roar of space shattering came from mid-air!

Two people and two knives are now standing opposite each other.

A smile suddenly appeared on Lu Zhan's gloomy face, and he slowly raised the bloody "cloak" in his hand.

Yu Changfeng did not move, and no drop of blood was dripping from his "blood moon"!

"Yu Changfeng, when I was in the wind, my sword speed was the fastest among the holy level..."

Lu Zhan's smile gradually solidified on his face, and his eyes quickly dimmed. "Puff!" Under the reflection of the newborn bright moon, a cavity of blood shot out from his chest like a fountain! Then his tall body fell to the ground weakly.

"The wind can speed up your knife, but it reveals the direction you use it."
Chapter completed!