"It is worthy of being a top three-star instrument. It is not only powerful, but also as heavy as a mountain."

Feng Shuo's arms were so shocked that they were numb, and the purple-black sword continued to tremble.

At this moment, Feng Shuo had the idea of ​​jumping off the ring for the first time. Because the "Twelve Swords of the River Flow" was not his true unique skill, and the sword score he obtained at the beginning was also a broken score.

In the residual score, only the first nine swords are recorded.

With the incomplete "Twelve Swords of Chuanliu", the chance of defeating Tibetan Feng is too slim.

However, as the top powerhouse of the younger generation of the Demon Alliance, Feng Shuo also has his own pride and will never allow himself to jump out of the arena and admit defeat at this time.

Even if there is only one or two percent chance to win, you have to try it.

"The seventh sword in the river flows, and the flying catkins of poplar flowers."

Feng Shuo's eyes became unwavering.

Hold the sword in the right hand, combine the index finger and middle finger of the left hand, and point it on the sword body.

Suddenly, the sword light emitted from the sword body was like a poplar flower, appearing like a floc.

"I finally saw the seventh sword of the Twelve Swords of Chuanliu, which seemed to become even more mysterious." A sword-do martial artist exclaimed in surprise.

"Zangfeng finally wants to use the halberd technique again, I'm really looking forward to it."

"The strength of the two of them has exceeded that of many older generations of life masters. Today's battle will surely be awesome. Being able to witness in the palace of famous heroes is enough for me to brag for the rest of my life."

"Zheng——"

A harsh sword sounded.

The next moment, Feng Shuo, who was standing on the edge of the ring, flew up from the ground, rushed to a three-meter-high position, and slashed straight down with his sword.

The sword light, like flying catkins in the poplar flowers, covers half of the ring.

Lin Ke's eyes were indifferent, and he did not dodge or avoid. The phoenix wings on his back swelled, soared, facing the flying catkins in the sky, and waved the Fangtian Painted Spear and slashed out diagonally.

All the sword lights and catkins were dispersed and lost their power.

Fang Tian's painting halberd and the purple-black long sword collided, and the hedging force shocked Lin Ke and Feng Shuo at the same time.

However, before it landed, Lin Ke moved his vitality to his legs and stepped on the step of the technique, which stopped his whereabouts and instead crossed ten feet away in the direction of Feng Shuo.

Seeing this magical body movement, all the spectators under the arena exclaimed.

However, Feng Shuo was in a very distress. Seeing Lin Ke's halberd falling down again, he had to barely mobilize the vitality in his body, stab it out with a sword, and cast the eighth sword of the river.

"Bang!"

The tip of the sword collided with the halberd.

Without any suspense, Feng Shuo's body fell down at a faster speed, his legs fell on the ring, making a loud bang. At this moment, his bones all over his body seemed to be falling apart.

"How could it be so strong?"

Feng Shuo gritted his teeth and tried his best to activate the vitality in his dantian.

On the other end, Lin Ke seemed to have endless power. After landing on the ground, he shouted: "Feng Shuo, your twelve swords in the river are nothing more than that. Try to pick up my halberd."

"Storm and rain."

The Fangtian Painted Spear in Lin Ke’s hand burned with red flames, and various mysterious beast shadows appeared on the surface.

Cutting off wind and rain is the first move of the wind and rain technique, with a total of nine styles.

The Fengyu Art is a real-life method, and Lin Ke only learned the moves. However, with the mystery of the moves and the Fangtian Painting Ji that weighs 12,000 kilograms, the power of the Fengyu Art is far superior to that of the ordinary master's methods.

You should know that for body-refining warriors, they rely on their heavy weapons to suppress the magic performed by martial artists.

In Feng Shuo's vision, Lin Ke was divided into nine, and every time he performed a gesture, a figure appeared. When the ninth figure appeared, Lin Ke had already stood in front of him, and the nine figures were combined into one.

"No, your move..."

Feng Shuo's face changed suddenly.

When Lin Ke was in Feixian Tower, the question he asked Xie Zhi to "Shut the Wind and Rain".

Feng Shuo had long thought about how to crack this trick.

That's why before Lin Ke performed the "Shuo Shut" and Feng Shuo was full of confidence and felt that he could easily resolve it. Not necessarily, he could take this opportunity to kill Lin Ke.

However, he did not expect that Lin Ke's tricks were just to demonstrate the first eight styles of "breaking the wind and rain". Even if Feng Shuo had already thought about the method of cracking, it would be useless.

Because there is a ninth style of breaking wind and rain.

Seeing that Fang Tian's painting halberd was about to fall, Feng Shuo was forced to choose to fight head-on.

"The ninth sword in the river flows, the eagle spreads its wings."

As Feng Shuo's sword moves pierced out, the vital energy and sword energy in his body combined and turned into a flaming eagle several meters long, which collided with the tip of the sword and hit Fang Tian Huaji.

"Chichi."

With the exquisite moves of this halberd, Lin Ke mobilized all his strength and burst out instantly.

The Flame Eagle was beaten to pieces by Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Feng Shuo was shocked by the flame energy gushing out of the halberd, and his mouth was so shocked that he vomited blood, his body flew off the ground, and threw it backwards.

Lin Ke naturally would not miss this excellent opportunity. He stroked his left finger through his waist, took out a flying knife, and took out his hand and hit it out.

"Wow—"

The flying knife was like a ray of light that rushed straight to Feng Shuo's heart.

Seeing that Feng Shuo was about to be killed by a flying knife, almost all the spectators in the famous hero palace exclaimed.

Zhao Ru's face turned pale in an instant, and her whole body was trembling.

If Feng Shuo was killed by Lin Ke, her fate would be very miserable, because Lin Ke would never let her go.

"How could Feng Shuo, who has already broken through to the 14th heaven, be no match for Lin Ke?" Lou Tingyu's delicate body shook for a moment, and his whole body seemed to have lost his strength. He fell backwards, but fortunately he was supported by Cui Ning.

At this critical moment of life and death, Feng Shuo's face turned pale, and he just wanted to block the flying knife and save his life.

Almost instinctively, Feng Shuo activated his vital energy and pointed it out with a finger. A wisp of vital energy flowed on his fingers, like a fog dragon wrapped around a pillar.

Fingertips and flying knives meet each other.

A burst of force erupted, shaking the two-star energy-level flying knife to break through the broken marks and shattered into more than a dozen metal fragments.

This finger is amazing.

Since it can crush two-star corpses, it is as easy as breaking the warrior's body-protecting vitality as it is to break through a piece of thin paper.

The referee from Qianji Chamber of Commerce secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay! This fingering must be the Hinayana Master's Method. Unexpectedly, Feng Shuo actually practiced two Hinayana Master's Methods, which is enough to fight against the Battle of Zangfeng."

Liao Fei, who had a cold sweat for Feng Shuo, showed a look of joy and said, "Brother Feng has a trump card. Once such a powerful fingering method is released, Zangfeng will definitely die today."

Feng Xiaoqian, who was sitting in the VIP seat, stood up, stared at her eyes and said, "Liao Fei, I advise you to say less than a few words, so as not to know how to die."

"Qinghe Holy Mansion is really domineering, even Liao's words are concerned. Moreover, the second lady seems to be threatening Liao, should you Qinghe Holy Mansion kill me because I have a good relationship with Feng Shuo?" Liao Fei smiled unscrupulously.

Feng Xiaoqian said: "That depends on your relationship. How good is it?"

"We are brothers and close friends." Liao Fei raised his chin and deliberately provoked Feng Xiaoqian because he was sure that the other party could not do anything to him.

Feng Xiaoqian hates it very much. He just doesn't know that someone as stupid as Liao Fei is used by others.

So, she was about to teach Liao Fei a lesson and said, "Can you not see that the fingering method used by Feng Shuo just now was the dry sea finger, one of the three Mahayana and Hinayana masters of the Ghost Palace?"

"What kind of fingering technique does it seem to have nothing to do with the second lady...what are you talking about? The dry sea finger of the Ghost Palace?" Liao Fei's face changed in shock and he shouted out in a flash.

Feng Xiaoqian was too lazy to look at him again, and integrated his voice into his vitality and sang: "Feng Shuo's true identity is the fourth disciple of the Palace Master of the Ghost Palace, Can Xin. The saints of Qinghe Holy Mansion present obeyed the orders and surrounded the famous hero arena. Can't let Can Xin escape."

Feng Xiaoqian's voice stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and all the viewers of the famous hero palace exclaimed in an uproar.

The entire Bai Jiexing was also shocked by the warriors watching the battle.

If Feng Xiaoqian announced Feng Shuo's identity before Feng Shuo used the Kuhai Finger, no one would believe it. However, the Kuhai Finger is the unique skill of the Ghost Palace, but the senior management still has the opportunity to practice.

No matter how Feng Shuo refuted it, it was useless.

A large number of saints from the Qinghe Saint Mansion rushed out and appeared in all directions of the famous hero arena. Among them, Yin Tiangao, the general manager of the Qinghe Saint Mansion in Baidi City, whose cultivation level reached the peak of the 15th level of the "Dawu Sutra", was the older generation of powerful masters.

At the same time, the people who had previously fanned the flames in the crowd and destroyed the reputation of Qinghe Holy Mansion were all captured and escorted below the ring.

Feng Xiaoqian held the original mirror in his hand and said to everyone: "These people are all arranged by the Ghost Palace in Baidi City. They are all demon warriors who have committed monstrous evil deeds. I have spread the information about them and the evidence of the evil deeds they have done to the Primitive Skynet. You can go and take a closer look."

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xiaoqian's eyes turned to Liao Fei and said, "You and Can Xin are brothers and brothers. You are so close to each other and join forces with the demonic warriors to discredit the Qinghe Holy Mansion. You should also be a warrior in the Ghost Palace, right?"

Liao Fei had already been so scared that his legs were slammed and said in a trembling voice: "You... are you swearing... you swearing. I... I Liao Fei is doing right and sitting upright..."

Feng Xiaoqian deliberately wanted to scare him, and said, "The world can kill all the demonic warriors. The person who comes will take down Liao Fei. If he dares to resist, he will kill him."

Liao Fei felt very distressed. Who is not good to make friends with? Why did he make friends with silkworms?

If he is really designated as a demonic warrior, not only will he die, but even the Liao family will be implicated. It would be strange if he is not beaten to death by the head of the family.

Liao Fei softened, cried and said, "Miss Second, I really don't know that Feng Shuo is the Canxin. I'm wronged. I have only drunk a few times and have no deep friendship. I can personally go to the famous hero arena, take him and prove my innocence."

The referee of Qianji Chamber of Commerce was also frightened after receiving the news that Feng Shuo was the Canxin. Because he had said a lot of good things about Feng Shuo before, he was likely to be implicated.

He quickly stood up and said righteously: "It's outrageous. The warriors of the Demon Alliance dared to sneak into the famous heroes' meeting. I am willing to take action to capture the silkworm heart."

Zhao Ru and Lou Tingyu's faces became paler, and both girls almost fainted.

While a group of masters surrounded the famous heroes.
Chapter completed!