Bringing the System to the Tang Dynasty

Yan Fei walked forward slowly while talking, his voice was like a crow, hoarse, low, and very uncomfortable.

"You know you are going to die, so do you plan to say your last words in advance?"

Li Xian sneered.

"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, die."

As he spoke, Yan Fei's figure flashed, leaving an afterimage rushing straight, five fingers hooked, and the flashing black light was three feet long, falling from the sky like a sharp sword, with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Faced with the oncoming attack, Li Xian didn't rush, and deliberately tested the other party's details. When he raised his hand, a straight fist blasted out, and the shadow of the fist mixed with spiritual power faced the black light.

The two sides suddenly touched, and the shadow of Li Xian's fist instantly disappeared. The black light was like a knife-cut tofu, unaffected, and continued to come down.

Seeing this, Li Xian couldn't help being shocked. Although this punch was not a high-level martial skill, it contained spiritual power, so it shouldn't be so fragile.

Before he could think about it, seeing the black light approaching, Li Xian took his backhand on the side of his body and took the other's chest straight.

If Yan Fei wanted to hurt Li Xian, he would definitely get a sturdy palm.

However, when Yan Fei saw this, he let out a strange laugh. The black light on his fingers jumped by three points in an instant. The distance between the two parties was already close. It came down suddenly, and there was no time to react.

"what!"

Qiu Ningshuang on the side could not help but exclaimed when she saw this, but Qiu Gutong on the other side smiled. Obviously, in their opinion, Li Xian could not escape this blow anyway. The injury of one side has basically declared the outcome of the match.

But he didn't want to. Seeing Li Xian was about to be injured by this claw, Yan Fei's figure suddenly stopped, his whole body floated and then retreated, giving up the attack that was inevitable.

This scene greatly exceeded everyone's expectations, and the next moment, a crisp sound came.

At the place where Yan Fei was just now, three deep gullies appeared on the ground of the bluestone slab. If Yan Fei hadn't dodged in advance, God knew what would happen.

On the other side, Yan Fei regained his stature, but there was no scorn on his face anymore, replaced by a solemn look.

"Good boy, kind of a doorway."

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Fei made another move, but it was not as powerful as before. On the contrary, he walked slowly, like a vicissitudes of life, swaying, and like a drunk man, the black light above his hands swayed forward. Stabbed.

These attack methods really didn’t seem to be done by a master, but he didn’t want to. Li Xian’s face was dignified when he saw this. He did not retreat in the face of the previous onslaught. This time, he retreated cautiously. Take a step back.

Qiu Ningshuang watched this weird scene from the side and was unclear. Therefore, if it weren't for the air machine pulling on the field at this moment like a sword and a sea of ​​fire, who could believe that these two masters in the combined realm were fighting.

On the other hand, Qiu Gu Tong has a somewhat clear look. He has been immersed in the realm of Nascent Soul for many years. The reason why he is a little behind the realm of Integrity is not limited by his talent, but he used some side-by-side methods to seek rapid cultivation. , Resulting in damage to the foundation, although these years have been working hard to make up, but what is the purpose.

However, this is not to say that Ming Qiu Gutong's understanding is very poor. It should be said that his understanding is excellent and his vision is unique. If he hadn't made the decision to fight for the sky, he must be a powerful person in the state of integration.

Therefore, Qiu Gutong can more or less understand what these two people are doing. When they reach the state of combining, the cultivator's every move contains tremendous power, and the body is surrounded by extremely powerful auras, and the ordinary cultivator cannot get close at all.

At this moment, these two people are confronting each other with qi machine, fighting each other with spiritual power in the air, looking for the best opportunity, fearing that they will decide the winner after the next shot, but Qiu Gutong does not understand. Yes, it should be said why Yan Fei, who has taken advantage of it, uses this kind of fighting method.

In fact, today's Yan Fei does not want to use this kind of hair, but has to use it.

He was born in the Demon Heavenly Sect, and this set of ghost claws that he cultivated mainly focused on close attacks. The invisible sword aura just now made him quite jealous. If it were not for his rich experience, I am afraid that he would suffer a big loss in that blow. The most important point is that the opponent is obviously a sword expert, and the difference between whether a sword repairer has a sword or not is huge.

So Yan Fei planned to force the other party to use the sword first, but didn't want to. Li Xian seemed to have made up his mind. He would rather retreat, forcibly block his oppression, and maintain the distance between the two sides and refuse to use the sword. This made Yan Fei a headache. .

It is a rare opportunity to give up the oppression, but if the stalemate continues, the two sides will become this kind of desperate way of fighting. Once whoever retreats first is bound to be overwhelmed.

But it was too late, so Yan Fei had no choice but to continue to suppress, but soon there was a gleam in his eyes. Perhaps, this tug-of-war does not need to last so long.

Taking a step back, Li Xian’s back was already attached to the wall of the secret room, unable to retreat. Unable to retreat, his moving mouth condensed, the original working spiritual power suddenly changed, Yan Fei gave a light sigh and moved forward. Stepping.

See if you can't make a sword yet.

As long as the opponent makes the first move, Yan Fei is sure of winning. This is his confidence.

However, the next situation left him stunned.

Li Xian, who was unable to retreat, did not use the Xuanyuan Sword, on the contrary, his hands dragged the sky, and dozens of sword qi bursts instantly.

Thirteen Kendo, the technique of sword dance.

With the tantric art of Kunlun, Li Xian's momentum climbed rapidly as if endlessly, and the circulating sword auras were stronger than each other, instantly completely reversing the advantages and disadvantages of the aura between the two sides.

After a while, Yan Fei was shocked. He didn't expect that Li Xian's strength could be improved at this point. Faced with the sword qi coming from the front, he dared not hold on, and hurriedly backed away half a step to open his defensive posture.

But I didn't want to. At this time, Li Xian waved his hand suddenly, half of the sword energy that had already flown out of the original whirlpool, as if half of the Feiyan corridor suddenly flew towards Li Xian.

There was a loud bang.

Several sword qi moments fell on the wall behind Li Xian, and for a while, a huge hole appeared on the wall.

Li Xian didn't even think about it, his figure flashed, and Qiu Ningshuang pulled up and drilled directly out of the hole behind him.

Upon seeing it, Yan Fei yelled, and went forward to pursue, but didn't want to. Sword energy was counted in the hollow of the wall.

Bang bang bang.

Yan Fei's figure was pushed back.

"Damn it."

Yan Fei stomped fiercely after he had resolved his sword qi, and his face was gloomy and terrifying, like a beast. ..

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