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Following Meng Xuanjing's palm strike, a huge palm print flew into the air, with the momentum of thunder, the momentum was astonishing.

With a light shake of Jiang Feng's right arm, the bloodthirsty sword appeared in his palm, and Qinglian slashed suddenly with a sword.

The palm wind and sword energy collided violently in mid-air, and then shattered. The figure of the Meng Xuan Realm flickered, and another palm shot directly towards Jiang Feng's Tianling Gai.

Being calculated by Jiang Feng, even if he saw through Jiang Feng's intentions early in the morning, it was a deliberate plan. To a large extent, he wanted to use the death of Mr. Su to frighten Jiang Feng, cut off Jiang Feng's other thoughts, and then let Jiang Feng have no conditions Serving for the Tiandao League... But being calculated by others will not be a comfortable thing after all, and Jiang Feng's final refusal made the Mengxuan Realm even more furious.

Those who cannot control must die!

This is Meng Xuanjing's consistent behavior style. Meng Xuanjing didn't intend to show mercy or anything. He wanted to blast Jiang Feng into scum and make Jiang Feng pay a terrible price for his stupid behavior!

How could Jiang Feng fail to notice the strong killing intent in the Mengxuan Realm? When his right arm was turned, the tip of the bloodthirsty sword vibrated, and countless sword qi surged out and wiped towards the right palm of the Meng Xuan Realm.

Meng Xuanjing snorted coldly, pressed his big palm down, and flicked his fingers at the same time, a gust of wind bounced towards the sword in Jiang Feng's hand.

"Buzz!"

The air was so crushed by the Mengxuan Realm that it was crushed to pieces, and the gust of wind bounced off the blade, making a shocking sound.

"Death!" Meng Xuanjing said viciously.

"Mengxuanjing, if you want to kill me like this, you look down on me, Jiang Feng." Jiang Feng smiled coldly, and circulated the energy of Tianyin, and the sword energy surged up. There was a bloodstain on the palm.

A drop of blood splashed on the ground along the palm, and Meng Xuanjing frowned suddenly.

He didn't expect Jiang Feng to hurt him. Even though it was just a minor injury, Meng Xuanjing knew that he had underestimated Jiang Feng's strength.

Moreover, although Jiang Feng is young, he has extremely rich combat experience, and he is extremely quick to respond when he is in battle, no worse than him.

"Jiang Feng, you're right. I, Meng Xuanjing, have indeed underestimated you, but it doesn't matter whether I underestimate you or not. You're going to die anyway." Meng Xuanjing said coldly.

Being injured even more aroused the murderous nature of the Meng Xuan Realm!

As soon as the words fell, Meng Xuanjing raised his palm again and patted Jiang Feng.

The method of attacking in the Meng Xuan Realm seems to be very simple, but it is extremely domineering, with a crushing aura. This kind of aura is completely different from the aura revealed by the Meng Xuan Realm in ordinary times.

From this, it is not difficult to see what kind of cold and ruthless heart lies beneath Meng Xuanjing's kind appearance.

This person is the strongest opponent Jiang Feng has ever met in his life, and of course, he will also be the most terrifying opponent.

"Boom..."

The space in all directions was crushed by the palm of the Meng Xuan Realm and collapsed one after another. The collapsing air formed terrifying black vortexes, which continuously devoured everything.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng decided to shoot without reservation. With a thought, five heavenly seals quickly intertwined and lingered in Jiang Feng's dantian.

The energy of Tianyin was poured into the bloodthirsty sword by Jiang Feng, and Qinglian, with the ultimate sword intent, quickly drew out the sword.

The resplendent sword qi illuminated a small space, and the ubiquitous sword qi roared across the sky, making a sharp hissing sound as it pierced through the air, sweeping towards the Meng Xuan Realm.

There are more and more black vortexes, and one after another sword energy is swallowed up crazily, but there is a limit to that kind of swallowing.

After the engulfment reached the critical point, the black vortex suddenly exploded, and the remaining sword energy turned into hundreds of tyrannical sharp edges, cutting towards the Meng Xuan Realm.

"Good method." Meng Xuanjing's eyes lit up slightly, and then dimmed slightly.

Jiang Feng's swordsmanship is good, even though he is slightly inferior to old master Su in terms of cultivation, his attainments in the way of swordsmanship can be said to be no worse than old master Su's.

If Jiang Feng agreed to work for the Tiandao League, Jiang Feng's stunning swordsmanship would still be appreciated by the Meng Xuanjing.However, since he was standing in a hostile position, the better Jiang Feng was, the more killing intent surged in the depths of Meng Xuan's heart.

Those who cannot be controlled must be killed, especially when the person who cannot be controlled possesses a rare and outstanding talent, they must spare no effort to kill.

Because the opponent is not dead, it may become his own nightmare!

Meng Xuanjing had long wanted to kill Jiang Feng. After seeing Jiang Feng's swordsmanship, that kind of killing was even more serious.

After the words were blurted out, Meng Xuanjing's right palm fluttered, one palm print after another, in a dazzling way, quickly slapped, and the remaining berserk sword energy was all shattered by the Meng Xuanjing's bombardment.

The sword energy dissipated, and the depths of Jiang Feng's pupils flickered quietly.

"Mengxuanjing, I have received your palms, and then you will receive my swords." Jiang Feng said in a low voice.

"Could it be possible, what means do you have that you haven't used yet? Even if you use them one by one, it's true that I, Meng Xuan Realm, want to kill you, but if you are too weak, killing you wouldn't be extremely meaningless." Meng Meng Xuanjing said dismissively.

Meng Xuanjing admitted that Jiang Feng's potential was astonishing, but the potential was only the height of Jiang Feng's future development, far from representing the present.

The current Jiang Feng is far from turning his own potential into real combat power. Under such circumstances, Meng Xuanjing believes that Jiang Feng is an opponent worthy of attention, but if he feels jealous because of this, then But it is impossible anyway.

Unless Jiang Feng is given another ten years of growth space, no, maybe five years is enough. After all, Jiang Feng is still so young, and five years is enough for him to grow to a terrifying height. Come, maybe it will make him afraid.

It was Jiang Feng who did not want to go out of his way, but decided to go to a dead end and ruin his own future. From the point of view of the Mengxuan Realm, this was a stupid thing done by a smart person, and it was not worthy of sympathy.

Jiang Feng didn't know what Meng Xuanjing was thinking. After saying those words, Jiang Feng just drew his sword.

Without any temptation, Jiang Feng used his strongest swordsmanship when he made a move. The swordsmanship was motivated by the energy of the true essence in his body and integrated with the energy of the sky seal. void.

"That's what makes it interesting." Meng Xuanjing's eyes flickered, he muttered to himself, and he threw out his palm vigorously, suppressing it forcefully with an invincible force.

"Meng Xuanjing, I want to see if you can suppress me a few times." After one strike, Jiang Feng made another strike.

It was also Qinglian's sword, but recently, after several battles in succession, Jiang Feng had a deeper and newer understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

The same sword, when cast out, has different changes, that kind of change may be the same, but it contains a different sword intent.

"Naturally, if you make a few strikes, I will suppress them." Meng Xuanjing laughed loudly, as if he didn't care.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

There was the sound of sword energy exploding continuously, the void was shattered, and the Meng Xuanjing struck out palms again and again, destroying the sword energy abruptly.

"Jiang Feng, you are not my opponent, so there is no need to do useless things." Meng Xuanjing said mockingly.

Meng Xuanjing could tell that Jiang Feng was trying his best to make a move without reservation. In other words, Jiang Feng had already exerted his own strength to a limit.

But even so, there was nothing he could do about him, which made Meng Xuanjing very proud. To be honest, Meng Xuanjing suddenly liked this kind of battle a little bit. He could crush the opponent heartily and force the opponent into it step by step. A dead end, this may make the other party more uncomfortable than killing the other party.

"One more sword." Jiang Feng whispered to himself.

After several sword strikes, they were all resolved by the opponent. In Jiang Feng's heart, he was still clear and determined, without any restlessness or uneasiness.

His strength is not invincible, but his heart is strong and invincible.

If Meng Xuanjing intended to use such taunts to defeat his fighting spirit, it would be a mistake.

The ridicule of Meng Xuanjing will only make his fighting spirit even higher.

"Profound Sword Art." A voice sounded from Jiang Feng's heart.

Jiang Feng's line of sight became empty, and his senses became more and more acute, ranging from the direction the wind came from, to the sound of a leaf, to the sound of someone talking in a house far away. They were all heard by Jiang Feng one by one.

Wherever Jiang Feng glanced, there were textures in the air, and those textures were sorted out by Jiang Feng one by one, from no trace to traceable.

Jiang Feng drew out the sword, and the sword in his hand cut right into the texture of the air, and his extremely pure sword will was brought to the extreme in his sword.

What Meng Xuanjing saw was naturally different from what Jiang Feng saw. What Meng Xuanjing saw was that the sword in Jiang Feng's hand appeared around him almost when Jiang Feng made a move. The point.

Every sword qi is directed at its vital point, and none of the sword qi is in vain. Such a situation caused Meng Xuanjing's complexion to change drastically, and an extremely dangerous feeling emerged in his heart. out.

"What's going on?" Meng Xuanjing was very puzzled. He clearly sensed that Jiang Feng had reached a limit, but why did Jiang Feng break through the limit again?

"Could it be that this kid deliberately hides his clumsiness so that I can be careless?" Meng Xuanjing gritted his teeth, feeling ruthless in his heart.

"Jiang Feng, your intentions were exposed too quickly, it won't be of any use, die to me!" Meng Xuanjing shouted.

Meng Xuanjing threw out both palms and blasted at Jiang Feng.

At this moment, Meng Xuanjing was completely enraged by Jiang Feng, he didn't want to entangle with Jiang Feng anymore, even if he didn't hesitate to get hurt, he would definitely kill Jiang Feng first!

Jiang Feng is like a poisonous snake, no one knows when he will rush up and bite someone.

Meng Xuanjing fought countless battles in his life, and with his illustrious military exploits, he was ranked as the Right Honorable Envoy of the Heavenly Dao League, but he had never had an opponent more difficult than Jiang Feng.

The most damning thing was that Meng Xuanjing had no idea whether Jiang Feng had other means. If so, it would be even more difficult for him to kill Jiang Feng.

Instead, Meng Xuanjing resolutely chose the way of losing both sides, killing Jiang Feng first, and only after Jiang Feng died can he be completely at ease!