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With a bang.

Duan Lang pulled out the scarlet Fire Lin Sword, pointed the sharp point at Bu Jingyun, and said coldly:

"Bu Jingyun, when the world will choose the hall master before, I had to pretend to be defeated by you because of the threat of Xiongba, and I lost all face. Now I will let you know that my strength is far stronger than your hall master. Mainly strong."

Bu Jingyun's face was indifferent:

"It's just a defeated general. Since you want to die, I will send you on your way now."

As he spoke, he grabbed the red cloak behind him with his right hand and swung it violently.

a whistle.

The cloak unfolded at once, like a cloud of red clouds surging endlessly, covering his figure.

Swish.

Just when everyone's eyes were attracted by the bright red cloak, Bu Jingyun's figure had appeared beside Duanlang at some point, and with vague palm force on his palms, he suddenly hit Duanlang waist ribs.

"Tips for carving insects."

Duanlang just sneered, and stabbed Bu Jingyun with the Huolin sword in his hand with layers of sword shadows, and a domineering hot stream of flames flowed on the sword.

boom!

As soon as the palm strength and the Huolin sword exchanged blows, Bu Jingyun's majestic palm strength was crushed by the fiery flame sword energy.

The fiery snake pierced through the air, with red flames blazing, and hit Bu Jingyun unabated.

Bang!

Bu Jingyun waved his cloud-dispelling palm, although he tried his best to block more than a dozen fire snakes, he was hit by the domineering energy and retreated three steps in a row, his breath was unstable, and his expression was extremely dignified.

He didn't expect that after only seeing him for a while, Duanlang's strength was already far superior to his.

289 The Sword Suppresses the Wind and Cloud

"die!"

After Duan Lang knocked back Bu Jingyun with his sword, he gained momentum and approached Bu Jingyun with a stride. In his hand, the Fire Lin Sword angrily slashed at Bu Jingyun. The sword was fierce, domineering, and unstoppable.

Boom.

The flames rose, and the blade of the Huolin Sword shone brightly, like the scorching sun across the sky.

Facing Duanlang's fierce and fierce swordsmanship attack, Bu Jingyun pursed his lips tightly, urged ten success powers, raised his hands, and the dense cloud qi condensed on his palms greeted him.

The power of the palm surged and turbulent, as if blocked by heavy clouds.

Bang!

Bu Jingyun's heavy cloud deep lock was defeated by the Huolin sword, and the force of the heavy palm was scattered, and the red flame was violent, and the stream of flames bombarded Bu Jingyun's chest.

puff!

Bu Jingyun spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out backwards.

"Hahaha, Bu Jingyun, now you know the difference in strength between you and me."

Duanlang laughed wildly, with an afterimage on his body, he approached the cloud in shock, and the Fire Lin sword in his hand pierced the sky like a red meteor, and suddenly struck out.

The crimson sword is as bright as a rainbow piercing the sun, and the sword is overbearing, and it is about to kill Bu Jingyun.

"Senior Brother Yun."

Seeing that Bu Jingyun was in danger, Nie Feng couldn't help feeling anxious, he moved his feet, and his body turned into a strong wind and rushed out.

Shut up!

The sharp and cold light flashed away, and Xueyin's mad knife slashed out like thunder.

Nie Feng's Fengshen legs came and went like the wind, and finally stopped the Huo Linjian at the last moment.

when!

The sound of the clash of swords and swords was like a bell.

Whoosh.

Nie Feng grabbed Bu Jingyun with one hand, retreated a foot away, looked at Duanlang and said:

"Lang, although I don't want to fight with you, but..."

Holding the Fire Lin sword, Duanlang felt a steady flow of heat pouring into his body from the sword, his true energy suddenly increased by several percent, and a sense of tyranny emerged in his heart. A strange look flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his Have a drink:

"What nonsense, just do it."

As he said that, the Fire Lin sword stabbed at Nie Feng through the air.

The violent and hot stream of flames rose up with the high temperature of melting gold and broken iron, and then suddenly condensed into a long red sword aura, which shot out.

Flames raging, heat waves billowing.

Nie Feng's expression was serious, and the true energy in his body was poured into the snow knife like a river flowing into the sea, and he slashed violently.

Shut up!

A dark blue and gorgeous saber aura burst out with piercing coldness, wrapped in wind and frost energy, and met the red sword aura.