My wife is the sect leader

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An Jing was as indifferent as water, without any change. After all, beheading a grand master was just a trivial matter for him.

"Wow!"

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Sun Xiu's body was paid, and he immediately held it in the palm of his hand.

Qiu Fengsheng looked over and said, "What a powerful sword."

Who can have such swordsmanship, such strength, and is still so young, in Qiu Fengsheng's mind, he really can't imagine who it is?

Could it be that in this world, there are really people who have practiced the art of rejuvenating skin?

"You really came here in person."

An Jing chuckled, and slightly waved the Zhishui sword in his hand, like waves of soft light, making slight trembling sounds.

Qiu Fengsheng took a deep breath and said, "It seems that you are the trump card of the Demon Cult."

He was still suspicious at first, this time the Luosu tribe was obviously a trap, but the leader of the Demon Cult only sent Duanmu Xinghua, which was somewhat unreasonable, it turned out that there was a swordsman behind it.

"Hole card!?"

Everyone in the Devil's Cult looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't even know that the leader had already dispatched a master for a long time.

An Jing let the strong wind blow his hair, and said: "Today, let me see Palace Master Qiu's methods."

Qiu Fengsheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

spark!

The eyes of the two met in the air, and a series of sparks seemed to emerge from it.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze. Although no one could see the spark, everyone could feel it in their hearts.

Qiu Fengsheng's eyes were as deep as an abyss, like a vast sea with waves, as if absorbing everything into it.

And the swordsman's eyes are equally vast, more like an endless Milky Way, just looking at it will make people completely lost in it.

Anyone can see that the strength of the two is extraordinary.

Qiu Fengsheng said: "This is not your sword, where is your sword?"

With a slender and strong palm, An Jing gently raised the Zhishui sword, "The sword is here."

The ordinary sword Zhishuijian seemed to glow with unprecedented sharpness in his hands, making people afraid to look directly at it.

"where is it?"

"in my heart!"

Qiu Fengsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a chill appeared.

In the fifth realm, there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart.

The swordsman in front of him is already a master of sword fairy level.

For a sword fairy, the way of the sword itself is already contained in his heart. Others may not be able to see it, but there are many things in this world. It is the invisible that is the most dangerous.

Both Zha Wei and Chuck are at a loss, even if they are masters, it is difficult to understand this realm, but the two who don't understand know what is extraordinary.

Immediately, the two of them took two steps back with great interest.

The wind and sand blew, but the swordsman and Qiu Fengsheng were still confronting each other. Everyone knew that the fight between the two would be earth-shattering.

The next moment, Qiu Fengsheng's body was shocked, and he appeared in front of An Jing in an instant.

"Wow!"

With a wave of Zhishui sword towards the front, the sword light swept away like a tide.

The true energy in Qiu Fengsheng's body was surging, and he didn't retreat in the slightest.

Innocent body!

Cultivating boxing, foot and physical skills, the second realm of the Wugou body, but because Qiu Fengsheng is a cultivation base of the three qi, so at this moment when he unfurls his true qi, it rolls and rushes, with a sense of oppression like a mountain.

"Chichi!"

I saw the endless sharpness emerging from the Zhishui sword tore through the tide of zhenqi and headed towards Qiu Fengsheng's throat.

But at the next moment, the zhenqi that had been torn apart gathered together again, tightly enveloping the sword body, making it difficult for the blade to move forward.

Qiu Fengsheng stretched out his left hand and pointed at An Jing's heart.

What he practiced was the Tianwu-level martial arts of the Black Ice Terrace, and the famous Sanyuan Secret Code.

These three elements are fist, palm, and finger, that is, the fist, palm, and finger are proficient in everything, and the combination of these three is the supreme seal.

The zhenqi in An Jing's body also exploded, and the Zhishui sword was withdrawn suddenly, forming a sword flower to block his chest.

"Ding!"

When the fingertips touched the blade of the sword, there was a crisp sound in an instant.

The sword light was flying, and the true energy was like a tide. The figures of the two kept interlacing, and dozens of moves had been passed in the blink of an eye.

Duanmu Xinghua was the only one present who could clearly see the clues of the battle between the two, and the rest of them saw a fleeting glimpse.

"boom!"

Fighting together again, both of them took a few steps back.

"Three qi masters are really different from second qi masters."

An Jing glanced at the Zhishui sword, and the sword trembled uncontrollably after the aftermath.

Maybe it was because he didn't bring the Suppressing Evil Sword, or because he had just broken through the second qi and his cultivation base was not yet stable. All in all, he felt much more pressure than when he was facing Qi Shu and Yuan Feng.

Qiu Fengsheng said calmly: "Your swordsmanship is not unknown, and I am even vaguely familiar with it."

He always felt that he had seen this person's sword somewhere.

"is it?"

The Zhishui sword in An Jing's hand lit up, as if countless drizzles were falling from it, and these drizzles gradually turned into a huge sword reaching the sky, and it struck towards Qiu Fengsheng in front of him.

Four Elephant Sword Art!It's raining!

Qiu Fengsheng looked calm, stretched out his palm, and grabbed the huge sword above the sky.

Immediately, the huge Zhishui sword remained motionless, as if it was stuck by a boulder.

The big hand formed by the condensed zhenqi grabbed the Zhishui sword, which greatly exceeded An Jing's expectations.

Clang!

With a move of An Jing's mind, the giant sword cut forward like a sawtooth that opened up mountains and ground, and the big hand formed by the condensed true energy was cut in half, losing control of the giant sword.

"What a sharp sword!"

After the giant hand of zhenqi was cut open, the remaining power of the Zhishui sword should not be underestimated. It cut towards Qiu Fengsheng's head, and the extremely terrifying sword power surged down.

However, Qiu Fengsheng was in the realm of the master of the three qi, I saw his right hand clenched a fist suddenly, carrying a biting and fierce energy, and bombarded the Zhishui sword heavily.

clang!

The Zhishui sword flew backwards, and Qiu Fengsheng himself stepped back ten steps.

"Qiu Fengsheng's strength is really formidable, and he deserves to be able to sit on the position of the master of the Suoming Mansion."

An Jing sighed in his heart, the blow just now can be said to have brought out his full strength, but he still didn't kill Qiu Fengsheng directly, which shows how terrible Qiu Fengsheng is.

The thoughts in his mind were almost fleeting, and then he continued to kill Qiu Fengsheng.

Chi!

Under the urging of An Jing, the Zhishui sword was as fast as the aurora, and even with Qiu Fengsheng's induction, he couldn't dodge it in an instant.

"Clang!"

Qiu Fengsheng stretched out his fingers, and directly clamped the Zhishui sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings. If the swordsman's sword power rises, it will be even more difficult to deal with.

full moon!

With a flick of Qiu Fengsheng's right hand, the energy generated a round of incomplete bright moon in the air, which implied the change of energy mechanism, and the finger light seemed incomplete, but it was extremely ferocious.

clang! !

The fingering light and the Zhishui sword collided again, and for a moment, sparks splashed in all directions formed a line, erupting in the strangest way.

Qi Jin is distorted, and the spread of strength becomes so bizarre that no one can see the complete trajectory from it.

Both of them stepped back a few steps, leaving a long and narrow trace on the ground.

An Jing stomped the sole of his foot, and the Zhishui sword paused slightly, and then slashed at a certain speed. Wherever he went, a thick sword mark was cracked on the ground, and the air seemed to be separated. , are being torn apart like destruction.

Angry sea!

Qiu Fengsheng's footsteps dragged a long and narrow trace on the ground, but the moment he landed, he immediately attacked again. This time, the punch was more violent, like a raging wave, continuous and continuous.

As a long-established master of the three qi, Qiu Fengsheng is very clever in martial arts. The power of the Zhishui sword seems to be invincible, but it has been partially offset by his previous offensive, and the remaining power is less than [-]% of the previous one. It is possible to use continuous strength, and the fist strength is higher than the raging sea waves to meet the waves.

Clang clang clang!

One punch hit the Zhishui Sword, and Qiu Fengsheng immediately sent out a second and third punch. The speed of the punches became faster and faster, as if it would never end, and he punched a total of seventeen punches in an instant.

boom!

The No.18 fist was released, and the Zhishui sword was split and flew out. An Jing felt that his internal organs were trembling violently.

But Qiu Fengsheng didn't feel well either. He wasn't completely unharmed in the first seventeen punches, but he knew that he couldn't retreat now. through the heart.

"call……"

An Jing let out a breath, but there was an incomparably serious look between his brows.

It was rare for him to take the lead in launching an offensive, and he used his strength to the extreme, but he didn't seem to pose a threat to Qiu Fengsheng at all.

This Qiu Fengsheng is the strongest master he has encountered so far besides Jiang Shang.

"Your Excellency has made a move, now it's time to take my move."

After Qiu Fengsheng finished speaking, people were like the light of a fist, and the fist followed the person. The mournful gray light of the fist created a round of incomplete bright moon between the two, and the gap was facing the direction of An Jing.

Three yuan!bright moon!

Facing Qiu Fengsheng's powerful punch, An Jing's heart was beating wildly, but his hands were not slow, no, the movements of his hands were so fast that it was hard for the naked eye to see clearly, it was obviously Qiu Fengsheng who punched first, but when the light of the fist swept over At that time, instead, it became An Jing who came later and came first, and the tip of the sword went straight to the opening of the fist light.

boom!

Fist strength and sword energy collided, and the flames erupted, accompanied by the domineering energy. The sword light overflowing from the Zhishui sword was twisted into strands by the opponent's fist light, and the sword strength was difficult to advance.

Swordsmanship!

An Jing slapped the Zhishui sword in his hand, and saw the Zhishui sword rushing forward, surrounded by boundless frontal cold air, the sword light tore a huge hole, as if to completely cut through the darkness of this side .

fast!

too fast!

The sword has almost reached an extreme!

Qiu Fengsheng's hairs stood on end, subconsciously gathered all his true energy on his palms, and blasted forward!

True Qi gushed out from both palms, like an overturned Milky Way, with turbulent waves and endless waves.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

Jian Guang was extremely fast at the beginning, but as the true energy surged, the speed slowed down, and finally became slower and slower, until he didn't move at all.

"boom!"

As the strength of the two exploded, waves of strength emerged from it, and scattered wildly towards the surroundings.

An Jing took another three or four steps back, and then grabbed the Zhishui sword that flew back.

After Qiu Fengsheng took a step back, he slammed the sole of his right foot, and all the huge anti-shock power was released into the ground. Suddenly, the ground around him trembled, and then he raised his eyes and looked forward, with a trace of surprise.

"Ghost Swordsman!?"

Sanfengkou, on the cliff.

After Xiong Chunxiao, the leader of the Pegasus Banner, was killed, there was chaos. Fortunately, the army of the Tianying Banner appeared at this time. With the cooperation of the inside and the outside, the Pegasus Banner army temporarily stabilized the morale of the army, and then joined forces to force the Black Armored Army of the Demon Sect to retreat. .

But the owner of the Tianying Banner is as cunning as a fox. Ever since he learned that the owner of the Pegasus Banner was killed by a master master, he has planted suspicious soldiers in the camp. He was ambushed by a large number of soldiers, and many White Tiger masters were lost.

In this way, finding the owner of the Tianying Banner not only consumes energy, but also takes a lot of time. The battle between the two armies was very fierce, because the Houjin army had the numerical advantage. It is also difficult to gain the upper hand.

The sound of the fight at Sanfengkou was earth-shattering, blood flowed like rivers, and corpses were piled high.