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There was no wind and clouds on the desperate cliff, but at this time, one shot and one sword had been rolled up.

Bai Zixi's sword front walked quickly, and above the skeleton, the dark shadows rushed out, like countless ghosts galloping, and the sword spirit roared with the wind.

Long Xuanyu's long gun was strong, and the light was shining, but there was a gold seal flying out, like a golden rain falling from the sky, facing a wall of gold characters, facing the dark shadows from the skeleton.

The guns and swords intersect for the second time, under the loud noise, but the mountain collapsed, the rocks splashed, and the smoke and dust rolled. In the chaos, but seeing two figures flying out at the same time, the desperate cliff under his feet has been destroyed twice.

The two stood out of thin air, with a sword and a gun, and quickly approached each other. It was the third confrontation. But when I saw the shadow of the sword, flying like electricity, cutting the dark sky, but there was still no light in the cracks, but a deeper layer of darkness.

Although the space-time where the desperate cliff is located is only a chaotic universe, and the space is extremely stable, it is still cut off by the sharp blade in the hands of the two masters.

Although the space-time crack only lasted for a moment and healed, the strong suction has involved many flying stones on the desperate cliff.

Long Xuanyu and Bai Zi Xi also felt strong suction in the battle, but they still struggled to attack each other with their own practice.

At the moment when the guns and swords intersect, both of them felt the strong magic power of each other, like mountains and seas. As soon as the two figures converged, they threw back and vomited blood.

Under the full battle, both of them have been injured.

Although the third confrontation only took a moment, the collapse of the desperate cliff caused by the second confrontation has passed. At this time, the desperate cliff has become another peak and stands up again.

Long Xuanyu and Bai Zi Xi fell back to the ground, and the sharp blades in their hands were destroyed by their internal forces. A light flashed and a dark shadow appeared frequently, which was a confrontation again...

In just a few days, the two have passed a hundred moves in a row, and their strength has changed the world and the wind and clouds surged.

The desperate cliffs are urged, and the flying stones sometimes fall from the sky like meteors, and sometimes like floods. Two figures sometimes fly to the sky and sometimes fall to the ground.

The gun and the sword are suddenly separated. At this time, one gushed out infinite light, surging like a tsunami; the other turned into a bottomless black hole, as deep as an ancient magic cave, and clashed again.

Like a thunderstorm, after the loud noise, the two figures threw back one after another, spitting blood and splashing into the air. The two have met repeatedly, which is already scarred.

The two stood firm, but saw Long Xuanyu's long gun rise again.

Bai Zixi frowned slightly, and a trace of evil flashed in his eyes. The hand holding the sword pressed hard on the nasal bone of the skeleton sword handle and raised the sword to welcome it.

I don't know how many times the gun and sword have clashed, but under the loud noise, the terrain of the desperate cliff changed dramatically again, and the smoke and dust rolled again.

The wind bursts and stinks.

When the two sides were fighting, Bai Zixi suddenly released the corpse poison.

Long Xuanyu felt that the corpse smelled into his nose and knew that it was not good, and immediately flew back several feet.

"The great god really lives up to his reputation. There will be a long time to come, and you and I will fight again." Bai Zixi's voice gradually faded away, and his figure had long disappeared.

It turned out that Bai Zi Xi saw that if the two of them continued to fight like this, they would lose both sides and did not want to fight again, so they forced Long Xuanyu back with poison gas and took advantage of the gap to fly away.

"Well, take my little disciple and take it away. Is it true that my god's name is white?" Long Xuanyu said coldly, waved his hand, and the snow silver gun turned into a folding fan, fanning three or two peach blossoms. Who can see that such a folding fan can turn into a sharp weapon like a snow silver gun?

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Above the Wanzhang Peak, the north wind is rustling.

The two women were stunned for a long time before they came back to their senses and looked in the direction of the previous teenager riding the phoenix, but only the long night and the stars were lonely.

"Teacher...sister, the man in black just now, I... look so familiar." Jianyou said, his voice trembled slightly, as if he had not fully woken up from the shock just now.

Jianqing said, "Well, I can see clearly that it is the portrait of the immortal hanging in the ancestral room of the Taishi. I have already said that they may be legendary immortals. You don't believe them and come recklessly to offend them.

Jianyou said, "I don't think this is what you think. Let's go back and report it to the emperor immediately."

The sword meditated for a moment and said, "It's okay. Tonight, plum blossoms and snowflakes are blooming on the heart wave cliff. We should also tell the emperor that there is such a beautiful scenery.

The two sisters immediately flew back to the Qianzhong Peak and were shocked to see that the plum blossoms had condensed into buds and no longer bloomed; and the snowflakes that had fallen before were not seen at this time, only a thin layer of white snow on the ground, indicating that the snowflakes had really landed.

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"Shadow, why were you so fierce when you were at Wanzhang Peak just now? This is not like the usual you!" While the night was dark, Ye Feng drove the phoenix back to his room of the Marquis of Anping. Thinking of the shadow just now, he couldn't help but be curious.

The shadow is silent.

"Does...do you have anything to do with Feijianmen?" The shadow did not answer, so Ye Feng had to guess randomly.

The shadow said, "I'm not the one who has something to do with them." Suddenly, I felt that this was a little about to clear myself, so I quickly changed my words and said, "I have nothing to do with them."

"Ha," Ye Feng smiled and said, "It's really strange to say that I'm more than ten times more handsome than you. How can the two female disciples of Feijianmen rush up furiously as soon as they see me, but you immediately stunned them as soon as you appear. This is really... Alas, it's unreasonable."

"Well, I really have nothing to do with them. You don't have to make fun of me anymore." The shadow is serious.

Ye Feng put away the joke and said, "Okay. You just said that it's not you who have something to do with them, so who has something to do with them?

The shadow is silent.

Ye Feng had to guess again: "Well... According to my guess, since it's not you, there are only two possibilities. First, my ancestor Ye Chusheng himself, who once had something to do with the ancestors of Feijianmen; second, there are other shadows besides you..."

When Ye Feng said this, he heard the shadow snorted coldly.

Ye Fengxin said, "Oh, it seems to be another shadow..."

Ye Chusheng refined a total of 12 shadows with his own roots and soul. Time has passed, and every precept holder's life is many dangers and hardships, so the shadows of protecting the precepters have fallen one by one. Up to now, there is only one left.

The shadow rarely violated Ye Feng's order. At this time, Ye Feng asked, and the shadow was so silent. This situation was really rare, which made Ye Feng curious. He just looked at the shadow like this. I guess he couldn't ask anything more questions, so he stopped asking.

Suddenly, the shadow asked, "Master, why did you suddenly think of attracting the soul of the sword rain?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Ha, I'm trying to prevent others from blaming, so I prepared early."