"Dead!" Shen Feng's eyes widened. He didn't expect that such a strong old guy would die.
However, Qingchengzi was besieged by so many people. It may be uncertain who missed and killed him.
"What happened after I fused the magic bone?" Shen Feng asked her positively
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"Boom..."
A burst of dull thunder came from the sky, and the clouds in the whole sky became very gloomy, "whistling..." the strong wind roared up, but there was a sharp bone in the strong wind.
Then came a heavy rain, mixed with hail the size of beans.
Although the weather is very bad, a fierce battle is still going on in the martial arts field of Qingcheng Mountain. Qingchengzi holds a three foot green front and fights with Lord Feihong and others. It is inextricable!
Moreover, heavy rain and hail fall on the body, which is automatically isolated by the internal Qi around the body, and the body is not wet at all.
Qingchengzi left a shocking sword mark in front of him. The bone can be seen in the deep sword mark, and the blood flows out continuously. This sword mark is the strongest move created by Feihong sect leader.
However, Lord Feihong was not much better. Although someone was protecting him, his left shoulder was also pierced in the fight with Qingchengzi.
Behind the leader of Feihong is a evil Qi group with a diameter of about two meters. Here is Shen Feng!
"Stop, even if you are the Chinese sword saint, you are not our opponent!" Lord Feihong shouted at Qingchengzi as if he were giving an ultimatum.
"Ha ha, it's ridiculous. A group of decent people are actually protecting a smelly boy with three magic bones!" Qingchengzi laughed and continued: "I've lived for so many years. I've really seen a lot!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Although he has three magic bones, you know how much he has done for China! Do you know how many times you have lived and died for China? " Dongfang Hong shouted angrily.
"That's right!" Yin Lao also said in a deep voice: "he is young, but he has made more contributions to China than you!"
These two people are the leaders of the dragon group. They can be said to have witnessed Shen Feng's growth, and their words are also very weighty!
After hearing what the two said, Qingchengzi's face was red and white. He didn't want to be compared by a young man. "When I was young, I also made contributions to China. Have you forgotten! Now that I'm old, will you take the time to kill the donkey? "
"What did you do when you were young? We young people haven't seen it with our own eyes, but I only know you haven't done anything good!" Dongfang Hong said in a deep voice.
This Qingchengzi has always been very capricious. He did what he wanted. When he was young, he liked to find someone to duel.
When dueling, he usually stops at once, but Qingchengzi will never keep his hand.
Therefore, many sect masters were crippled by him. For a while, Qingchengzi became famous. Until he broke through the heaven level, he was regarded as the master of Chinese sword.
"From my point of view, after today, the name of the Chinese sword Saint may change its owner." No phase, hands together.
His meaning is very obvious. The reason why Qingchengzi was awarded the Chinese sword saint is undoubtedly because it broke through the heaven order.
Now Lord Feihong has also broken through the heaven level. Qingchengzi has done these things again. In the name of the sword saint, he will change his master!
However, Qingchengzi is a very good face and pays attention to fame and wealth. His words greatly stimulated him, "old bald donkey, the name of the Chinese sword saint is mine, and no one can take it away!"
After saying that, the long sword in his hand was sharp and fiercely stabbed at Wuxiang.
"Amitabha!" Wuxiang watched Qingchengzi's sword attack, his shabby cassock lit up, and a huge word "zhe" appeared. With its appearance, a light mask shrouded his whole body.
"It's no use. You're a bald donkey who hasn't arrived at the beginning of the ground level. You want to stop me, delusion!" Qingchengzi drank violently, and Qingyun sword released a bright light and stabbed directly up.
"Boom!" With a sound of, the golden light and the blade hit each other and burst into an extremely bright light.
The strong wind and rainstorm were shaken back by the force
After this blow, the cassock stood intact.
"What! How can you, how can you catch my attack! " Qingchengzi looked at Wuxiang, and his eyes showed surprise.
"Benefactor, your obsession is too deep. Although you broke through the heaven level 20 years ago, it is not invincible." Wuxiang shook his cassock and continued: "this cassock is the treasure inherited by Lingyin Temple for thousands of years. There are three abbots sitting in it."
"I don't believe it. I'm invincible!" Qingchengzi roared and waved his sword again.
But this time, Lord Feihong and Yin Lao didn't give him any chance and blocked his sword in the distance.
While fighting, Qingchengzi glanced at Shen Feng. He knew that the fusion of magic bones was almost complete, so he whispered: "you should have heard that legend, aren't you afraid of this smelly boy collecting six magic bones to subvert China?"
"Not afraid!" Dongfang Hong was the first to answer, "if the magic bone falls into your hands, it is what we fear most!"
"And you won't bother about such a thing!" Yin Laohe gave a violent drink, struck out with his palm, and a Golden Dragon flew towards Qingchengzi.
If Qingchengzi, a madman, tasted the sweetness of magic bones, he would certainly Collect Magic bones crazily. It would be the most terrible at that time.
"Qingcheng attack!" Qingchengzi shouted angrily and chopped the flying Golden Dragon with a sword
At this time, the wind in the sky was getting stronger and colder, the hail mixed in the rain began to decrease, and the thunder began to disappear gradually.
A moment later, a snowflake in the sky fell on the wet ground and melted in an instant.
People looked at the snowflakes, then looked up into the sky... I don't know when, the sky has been shrouded in a vast expanse of white, and a heavy snow is coming!
"Snow, snow! It's snowing on Qingcheng Mountain this season! " Yu kuohai looked at the snow falling in the sky and muttered to himself.
"The battle of wind and snow! The sky is falling...... "the old man Chongxiao smiled.
"Master, what are you laughing at?" Pan Feifei looked at the old man Chongxiao and said with big eyes.
"There are some things I can't understand about my divine arithmetic." Chongxiao old man laughed.
There was not a snowflake around Qingchengzi, who was in the middle of the battle. Because the snowflake was not close, he was pushed back by the powerful internal Qi and sword Qi.
"Kaka, Kaka..." there was a change in Shen Feng's evil spirit