Chapter 1588

"Master!" Shen Feng looked at the appearance of Lord Feihong, with a happy look in his eyes.

The appearance of Lord Feihong is definitely the dawn of hope!

The leader of Feihong sect has always been a hidden existence, especially in the war with the Chinese sword saint. His strength impressed everyone. He is a heaven level expert no weaker than the Chinese sword saint!

"Have a good rest and leave it to us." Lord Feihong didn't go back to the tunnel.

"I see." Shen Feng smiled at the corners of his mouth, and then took out Dongfang Hong's broken sword from the heavenly demon ring. "I also got Dongfang master's sword."

"Very good."

Lord Feihong didn't turn around, but his fingers moved gently with a sword.

"Brush!" The broken sword in Shen Feng's hand immediately flew into the air. The broken sword flew to the side of the ancient sword. The two broken swords were suspended in the air, revealing the cold sword spirit.

"Younger martial brother, let me fight with your sword today." Lord Feihong said faintly and looked at the Lord of the temple.

Although the Lord of the temple saw the Lord Feihong for the first time, he could see that the old man who guards the sword is not weak.

Moreover, he has heard some legends about the leader of Feihong sect, and he is also a bad character.

"Old miscellaneous Mao, you don't practice well in your Huaxia Feihong mountain. What are you doing in my temple!" The Lord of the temple is cold.

"I want to practice well, but you killed my younger martial brother. How can I sit idly by as a senior brother?" Lord Feihong's tone was plain, but his words were full of killing intention.

"That's your younger martial brother. He always prevents the temple from doing things!" The Lord of the temple whispered.

"Murder pays for life, debt pays for money, the eternal law, today's blood debt still needs blood to pay!" Feihong sect's eyes were cold, and the two long swords immediately released their sharp sword Qi, attacking the Lord of the temple from left to right.

"Since you're here to die, I'll help you!" The Lord of the temple watched the two sword blades attack, and his strength burst out. At the same time, his coat suddenly turned to meet the two long swords.

"Qiang......" a burst of sparks burst out on the coat of the Lord of the temple. The sword edge scratched against the coat and didn't hurt me.

Both swords were bounced out.

These sharp blades are not only easy to retract and release, but also extremely tough. The leader of Feihong frowned. This dress is not only a weapon, but also an airtight armor.

Although leader Feihong defended against the attack, he also felt that he had been hit hard, and his internal organs trembled.

The sharp blade didn't hurt him, but he couldn't bear the power it carried.

"Luoying sword!"

Lord Feihong waved his fingers and drew a big fork out of thin air.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! "

Two long swords that have been bounced off dive down. They are very fast and contain very strong power!

The angle is also very tricky. The goal is the gap at the edge of the clothes!

"No!"

The Lord of the temple felt the attack and was surprised. This move was much stronger than the previous attack.

Black power appeared in his eyes, and two black vortices appeared on both sides of his body.

"Brush!"

The two swords disappeared into the black vortex and disappeared.

"Ha ha! Your weapon is gone! " The Lord of the temple laughed wildly, "you will be unarmed. See what you take to fight me!"

"It's over." Shen Feng's heart sank aside. If there were no weapons, it would be like a beast losing its teeth. There was no threat at all. This situation would be worse.

However, Lord Feihong frowned and said faintly, "it's too early for you to be happy now."

"It's not early. It's too late to be happy when you die!" The Lord of the temple laughed.

The voice fell, and a dark figure holding Gail's spear had come to Lord Feihong.

"No!" Shen Feng clenched his weapon and was about to go to support when Lord Feihong whispered, "get out!"

After that, his strength suddenly surged up, and a strong internal gasification became a wave of air, spreading around.

The air wave was mixed with sword spirit. While the sword spirit surged up, a strong sword spirit suddenly appeared in the air.

Two vortices appeared out of thin air. At the moment when the vortices appeared, the sword Qi became extremely powerful. At the same time, two sharp edges rushed out of the vortices, which were the two long swords swallowed before!

The two swords appeared very suddenly. They pierced the shadow's body from both sides and nailed it to the ground!

While being pierced by the long sword, the action of the shadow stopped for a moment.

"Brush..." it divided into several shadows and disappeared. The weapon "bang Dang" fell on the ground

"What!" The Lord of the temple looked surprised when the dark shadow was scattered. He didn't expect that the sword of Lord Feihong could break his imprisonment!

However, the surprise just flashed by, "old miscellaneous hair, you really impressed me."

He shouted angrily, his coat spun rapidly, and several sharp blade storms attacked the leader of Feihong.

"It's useless!" Lord Feihong waved with one hand, and the ancient sword flew back into his hand with a sharp blade in his hand.

Although it looks like an understatement, the sword spirit contained in it is very strong.

"Brush!" Where the sword Qi passes, the storm formed by the sharp blade is instantly broken!

At the same time, the sword continued to attack the Lord of the temple.

"What!" The Lord of the temple was surprised. He didn't expect that his attack would be dissolved so easily.

While he was surprised, his overcoat was lifted and blocked in front of him.

"Qiang!" As the sparks burst, his body was pushed back.

"How strong!" The Lord of the temple's eyes sank, waved Gail with one hand, and the spear flew into his hand. This time he was ready to seriously fight with Feihong sect.

Shen Feng looked at the leader of Feihong, who was enough to deal with this man, and put his heart down.

He hurried to the ruins not far away, kicked away the slate, "bang!" After the slate flew out, a ashen figure appeared.

This man is the angel of death.

Shen Feng sensed through the magic bone that he was not dead, but he was seriously injured and his leg and arm were broken.

"How did you come to save me? I'm suffocating." The angel of death is weak.

"Stop talking nonsense and come out quickly." With that, Shen Feng pulled the angel of death out of the ruins.

The angel of death looked at the chaos around him. "I lost. You're right. The dragon group won't leave you."

"That's natural, just as I won't throw it here for you." Shen Feng smiled calmly.

"Ha ha..." the angel of death laughed