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Shi Feng turned back in shock. A transformed demon cultivator appeared at the entrance of the hall. He had wings on his back, a hooked nose and a sharp horn. His blood-red eyes stared at Shi Feng fiercely.

"What kind of monster is this?" Shi Feng asked the Horned Demon Dragon in the black tortoise bone.

"This...this..." The Horned Demon Dragon hesitated and could not answer.

Ten thousand years ago, this demon cultivator was not even born. How could the Horned Demon Dragon recognize him?

"...How can I recognize these little characters? They are probably some strange birds. Old fox, do you know them?"

The white fox shook his head, "I don't know them either. If Xiao Hei is awake, maybe he can recognize them. I only know that this demon's hiding skills are very good. I didn't even notice him approaching quietly."

Outside the black tortoise bone, Shi Feng clasped his fists and said, "Who is Daoyou? I happened to pass by and have no ill intentions."

"Whether you have ill intentions or not, those who trespass into the Hundred Demons Hall will die!"

The long-horned demon cultivator said, flapping his wings and pounced over. In just a moment, he was beside Shi Feng and slapped his right claw on Shi Feng's head.

His three hook claws were extremely sharp. If this claw hit, I'm afraid the top of his head would be opened.

Shi Feng didn't expect the opponent to be so arrogant. He started fighting without saying a word. He jumped back and dodged in a hurry.

The long-horned demon bird's right claw missed, and the left claw came again. His magical power had no rules, but it was surprisingly fast.

Shi Feng fell behind in one move and had no time to draw his sword. He could only dodge continuously. The two of them were like a butterfly in the wind and a charm like a lightning snake dance. Their sleeves were in the wind, chasing and dodging in the hall.

After fifty or sixty moves, the long-horned demon cultivator was getting faster and faster. Shi Feng had no way to dodge. He saw that the opponent's claw was going to dig into his heart, and he immediately resisted it.

"Crack", the sharp claws touched the seven-fire gourd armor and were immediately blocked.

"Baojia!" The long-horned demon cultivator was slightly startled.

Shi Feng took the opportunity to fly his two swords out of his sleeves and chopped over with a move of "Star Sinking and Moon Falling".

The long-horned demon cultivator shook his body, and squeezed in before the two swords closed, and grabbed Shi Feng's eyes with one claw.

"What a fast speed!" Shi Feng praised in his heart.

The long-horned demon cultivator knew that the armor was powerful, so he immediately avoided Shi Feng's body parts and went straight to the temples, forehead, throat, back of the head, eyeballs and other vital parts.

With the sword in hand, Shi Feng's courage suddenly grew.

He got the Taichu sword intention from Shu, and has been practicing diligently for decades. He has comprehended the first three levels of sword intention: "no fixed moves, round and smooth", "lifting heavy as light, lifting light as heavy", and "long and short, no obstacles in all directions".

These three levels of sword intention respectively explain the relationship between the connection of moves, power conversion, and the length of the weapon and the direction of the sword.

Sword intention is not sword method. To put it bluntly, it is the skill of using the sword, which can be used in any sword method.

If there was an elder from Taiji Sect present now, he would be shocked, because Shi Feng's swordsmanship was chaotic. Sometimes he used the Saishang Qiufeng swordsmanship, sometimes he used the Poshan swordsmanship, sometimes he used two swords to use different swordsmanship, and sometimes he used the Wingshang Shuangfei swordsmanship together.

But although these swordsmanship moves were chaotic, they looked very comfortable. Shi Feng performed them as smoothly as flowing water.

One man and one demon fought each other, and half an hour passed unknowingly. It was hard to tell who was the winner.

The long-horned demon cultivator was more and more shocked. You know, he was a demon bird at the peak of the third stage, and was about to be promoted to the third stage. In the same stage, it is generally recognized that the demon race is stronger than the human race.

In other words, even if the long-horned demon cultivator fought against a human Jindan middle stage cultivator, he would win without losing, not to mention that Shi Feng was only in the early stage of Jindan.

However, after fighting for a long time, the long-horned demon cultivator did not gain any advantage. The opponent's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and he was even slightly inferior.

The long-horned demon cultivator thought to himself: No wonder this person can easily enter and exit the Thunder God Palace and kill the grandson of the old demon Lei. His strength is indeed extraordinary!

The two fought for another twenty or thirty moves. Seeing that the battle was going on for a long time, Shi Feng shouted, swung his arms, and twisted his two swords up and down like scissors.

His move was a bit impatient, and his face suddenly revealed a flaw.

The long-horned demon cultivator was overjoyed, dodged and rushed forward, his sharp claws passed through the gap between the swords, and stabbed at Shi Feng's Ren Zhong acupoint.

Shi Feng seemed to be unable to dodge, and his face was not protected by armor. At this moment, he opened his mouth and spurted out a burst of energy, and a round shield the size of a baby's palm was born with the energy, protecting his face.

The long-horned demon cultivator hit the flame shield with one claw, but it could not penetrate. At this time, the sword energy was twisting towards his back like a rainbow.

"Not good!" The long-horned demon cultivator was shocked. He didn't expect Shi Feng to have such a powerful body-protecting Qi. At this time, there was Shi Feng in front of him and two swords behind him. He had no way to advance or retreat.

In a hurry, the long-horned demon cultivator bent his legs and knelt down directly, then lowered his head and rolled over, dodging the flying sword at the critical moment.

In the black tortoise bone, the horned demon dragon smiled frankly and said, "My son, no need to be polite! It's not the New Year yet, why are you kneeling and kowtowing!"

Although the long-horned demon cultivator avoided the disaster of the flying sword piercing his heart, he lost the first move. Before he could stand up from the ground, the sword Qi followed him like a shadow and chased him again.

The long-horned demon cultivator kept dodging and trying desperately to keep his footing.

Shi Feng's footwork may not be as good as that of the demon bird, but he is now controlling the flying sword. With a flick of his finger, the flying sword can circle and kill. Moreover, after he comprehended the third sword, he has become very good at calculating the spatial distance.

The long-horned demon cultivator evaded seven attacks in a row. On the eighth attack, he could not dodge and could only raise his wings to block the sword.

He thought to himself, you have protective qi, I am a demon cultivator, my body is not weak either, so what if I can take your sword...

"Ah!" The next moment, screams rang out, and the figure of the demon cultivator floated away and quickly disappeared at the entrance of the palace.

"He ran so fast!" Shi Feng took back his sword and looked at the blade. There was a faint trace of blood on it. "Although I cut him with a sword, it shouldn't be a big deal with this monster's cultivation level."

The Horned Demon Dragon curled his lips, "The little stone is still not cruel enough. From now on, all the sword blades will be coated with poison, which will break the skin and make the opponent dead."

Shi Feng looked at the palace door, "Where does this monster come from? Why does it want to take my life as soon as we meet?"

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "A wave of demons breaks out outside and kills everyone they meet. If you still ask why, isn't it pedantic?"

Shi Feng put away his sword, "Really? There are quite a few human beings scattered everywhere. Even in the underground palace, I am not the only one. At least that short devil from the Great Light Sect is also there. Why doesn't this demon cultivator kill him?" "

"This, this, you are so picky, you are in the early stage of the Golden Elixir!"

Shi Feng shook his head and quickly left the Hall of Hundred Demons. He fought fiercely with the demon cultivator for nearly an hour. Although he injured the opponent, his mana was also greatly depleted, and he needed to find a place to rest and recover quickly.

When he just walked out of the gate of the Hundred Demons Palace, he suddenly heard a "click" sound and the ground shook.

Shi Feng secretly screamed that something was not good. He had experienced this scene countless times in Tianxiong City. It was the time when the Jiuyao Star Palace Array reached its time and it began to rotate on its own.

As the surrounding scenery changed, when the ground calmed down again, Shi Feng was already in a courtyard.

The Horned Demon Dragon glanced at the stone lion at the entrance of the courtyard and said, "Oh, this is the courtyard where the great disciple of Niubi Old Taoism lives. It is separated by two corridors of the Hall of Hundred Demons."

There was a courtyard with two entrances and four rooms inside. Shi Feng walked around and found nothing wrong, so he decided to meditate and rest in this room.

The Fantasy Land of Ten Thousand Spirits is where three spiritual veins meet, one of which is the fire spiritual vein. After all, this is a weapon refining sect, and earth fire is indispensable.

Shi Feng sat down cross-legged, hugged his knees with his palms, and began to move Zhou Tian. A trace of fire spiritual energy entered his body and sank into his Dantian, which was very useful.

However, before I had time for a cup of tea, I suddenly heard a loud shout outside the courtyard, "Human race, it turns out you are hiding here and you are here to die!"