Chapter 740

"Since that thing didn't kill you, let me do it myself."

The key to the decline of chiyanxianzong was Zhao Feng, who wanted to cut him to pieces.

A hand, a sword directly toward Zhao Feng rushed over, do not know these days xuanqingzi is what chance.

Zhao Feng feels that his strength has improved again.

Not to mention anything else, this sword Qi is much better than that when we fought that day.

In fact, xuanqingzi didn't have any chance. All along, he was very complacent. He didn't work with others or go out of the family all the year round.

After the last battle with Zhao Feng and being scared out of ChiYan immortal sect, his strength has been enhanced a lot.

Zhao Feng dodged the sword Qi.

As soon as the palm of his hand was turned, the charms appeared on his hand.

Zhao Feng said that he was very happy to use these things against xuanqingzi.

Xuanqingzi naturally recognized the origin of the charm in Zhao Feng's hand. After all, Tian Haoran, the only talisman, had always been his concern.

He could not be more familiar with Tian Haoran's charm.

"Zhao Feng, today, you will die."

The long black sword appeared in xuanqingzi's hand. No matter what spell Zhao Feng threw, he cut it with a strong sword.

It looks like a Sword Fairy.

However, these are all low-level charms. It's OK to deal with people in the gas refining period, but it's too bad to deal with xuanqingzi in the foundation period.

At most, it is to consume the true yuan in xuanqingzi's body.

After throwing the charm in his hand, Zhao Feng didn't take out a new one. After all, it was a consumable and had little effect on xuanqingzi.

It's better to keep them for Wei Ying.

On his hand, a dark sword appeared, pointing at xuanqingzi.

After several days of trying, he found that the black gas can condense into anything, provided it is not too large, otherwise, the total amount of black gas is not enough.

Colleague, this thing has a high degree of damage. Ordinary creatures, as long as they are touched, are basically the result of serious injury.

Zhao Feng took him to deal with xuanqingzi.

Seeing this, xuanqingzi snorted coldly: "don't think that if you make this kind of thing, it will be comparable to my flying sword. If so, the flying sword will not be precious."

"I don't know until I've played."

As for the black sword in his hand, Zhao Feng is full of confidence. This is what the special life body left in his body. He used to be so powerful.

I don't want to be afraid of a flying sword!

Zhao Feng's long black sword collided with xuanqingzi's flying sword, and a spark fell from the air.

Black Qi long sword, which can be regarded as the thing of true yuan, is as strange as having entity.

Xuanqingzi's face changed and he quickly stepped back.

"What the hell are you?"

Zhao Feng??

What's the matter with him? Why xuanqingzi's face is so flustered? Just now, they should be equal! What's so strange about that?

Xuanqingzi looks at Zhao Feng with fear. If it's equal, he won't be so flustered. He hasn't used his swordsmanship yet, and many of the magic at the bottom of the box can be counted as his trump card.

It's a one shot winner.

But just now, the two were not equal, but he was suppressed.

Zhao Feng didn't know this feeling, but xuanqingzi, as his opponent, couldn't understand it any more. At that moment, he even felt like facing that special life.

The aura in his body was suppressed by seven to eight times. Even his Feijian, which was as precious as a treasure, had a small crack.

Zhao Feng doesn't know all this, but he can find out.

"Are you Zhao Feng, or are you taken away by that black life?"

Xuanqingzi couldn't help asking.

Zhao Feng snorted coldly, but did not answer. As an enemy, he has no obligation to answer xuanqingzi's doubts. He just needs to take his life.

At this time, Zhao Feng's figure flashed and appeared beside xuanqingzi.

Although he didn't know what was going on, it was obvious that xuanqingzi was suppressed by him.

He planned to try again. The long black sword chopped at xuanqingzi. Xuanqingzi didn't dare to connect it. He just dodged to avoid the sword.

It's not that xuanqingzi doesn't want to take it, but that the flying sword in his hand is a treasure he has painstakingly obtained. If it collides with Zhao Feng's black long sword, it will be damaged.

What's more, the feeling that all the true elements in the body are suppressed is really bad. He doesn't want to experience it for the second time.

Zhao Feng's sword pounced on him. He was a little stunned. What's the matter?

Xuanqingzi ran away, which was the existence of the foundation period. In front of him, he ran away.If he didn't feel the strong breath of the other side, he even doubted whether someone was pretending to be xuanqingzi.

At this time, xuanqingzi's face was also very ugly. Although he said that he was only worried about the damage of the magic weapon, it made his face very difficult.

If it's spread, xuanqingzi, who is in the realm of building foundation, should escape without fighting when he is fighting with a monk practicing Qi. Where is his face?

"The secret art of ChiYan, Tianhuo burning mountain."

Zhao Feng saw only dark flames rising from the ground around him.

Disaster, unknown, which seems to contain a variety of emotions, Zhao Feng did not understand how this is going on! A black flame came up.

As soon as he came into contact, Zhao Feng's first feeling turned out to be cool, not hot. However, his clothes were burning, and the severe pain came from his legs.

Zhao Feng quickly bent down to put out the fire, but there was no effect. On the contrary, the fire intensified.

"Ha ha, it's useless. It's the sky fire arranged by my elder ChiYan immortal sect. Without the cultivation of the golden elixir period, it can't be put out at all."

Although xuanqingzi was laughing, his eyes were full of heartache. The black flame was just a means left by their ancestors to protect the clan.

Use a little less, in order to deal with Zhao Feng, use this kind of thing, let alone much heartache, but the thought of Zhao Feng will soon die in this flame, his feeling of heartache disappeared.

As long as you kill Zhao Feng, there should be no one in the ancient martial arts world who can let him use this kind of fire. This is also the best use of things.

But when he thought Zhao Feng would be burned to death like this, all the black flames around him suddenly seemed to have received some stimulation.

One after another toward Zhao Fengfei in the past, but, instead of any expansion trend, the fire is getting smaller and smaller.

Like Zhao Feng's body has suction, constantly absorbing these flames.

"Stop, stop, stop for me."

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