Nian Liandan was ecstatic in his heart and shouted loudly. He raised the black iron heavy sword from his shoulders and pointed it flat in front of him. He leaned forward and shot out like a cannonball. The swords merged into one and stabbed towards Feng Xinglie.

The arrogant energy followed Nian Liandan and rushed towards Feng Xinglie.

Feng Xinglie's confused eyes suddenly returned to sharpness, and with a roar, Zhang Er's red spear turned into an angry dragon and struck forward.

This spear does not belong to any style within the Liaoyuan Marksmanship. It is purely adapted to the situation and picked up at random. But it also contains a unique move of the Liaoyuan Marksmanship.

When Nian Liandan saw that he suddenly regained his clarity, his heart trembled.

What shocked him the most was that the other party was not affected by his "Flower Soul Immortal Technique" at all. The confusion just now was just pretending to induce him to take action.

"Bang bang!"

Guns and swords intertwined.

The two of them each chased back half a step, and then the gunshots were fired.

Nian Liandan shouted loudly and struck out with his sword.

Within a short distance of only a few feet, the dark iron heavy sword weighing hundreds of kilograms actually undergoes several very different changes. Suddenly it is as heavy as a giant iron weighing ten thousand kilograms, and sometimes it is as light as a feather blowing in the wind. It is completely touching.

There is no change in the strength of the epee.

Feng Xinglie had a look of shock on his face. He didn't expect Nian Liandan's swordsmanship to be so superb. If Nian Liandan had used this kind of swordsmanship three days ago, he would have been even more difficult to resist.

It seems that during this chase and escape, not only did he make a breakthrough, but the old thief also gained a new understanding of swordsmanship, so he changed.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

The black iron heavy sword struck the head of the Zhang Er Red Spear three times at a speed as fast as lightning.

Feng Xinglie tried to launch an offensive three times, but was completely blocked by Nian Liandan's superb swordsmanship. What was even more uncomfortable was that the opponent's sword was filled with light and heavy internal energy, which made people almost vomit blood.

The helpless feeling of playing.

The shadow of the gun dispersed.

Nian Liandan let out a long laugh, rushed in from the front, and struck out with his heavy sword in succession.

Feng Xinglie clearly felt that Nian Liandan was trying to attack every part of him and every attempt. The feeling was extremely clear, and he felt that even though he knew this, it was hard to resist.

To be able to reveal his swordsmanship intentions so "clearly", this person not only has superb swordsmanship, but also has extremely profound attainments in the spiritual realm. Otherwise, it would be impossible to use sword moves to affect people's senses.

strange means.

Feng Xinglie's face was solemn, he tried his best to save himself, connected with the opponent's seven swords, and took seven steps back. He completely lost the ability to fight back, and the little advantage he had at the beginning was completely lost.

In the past twenty years, there have been very few people in the Western Region who have been able to withstand Nian Liandan's moves. This time he was invited to come to the Central Plains. In addition to getting rid of the bane of Shuangxiu Mansion, he also wanted to be unwilling to be lonely and to establish his authority in the world.

Immortal achievements.

Unexpectedly, when he faced Yang Xingzhou, who was seriously injured, he fell into Yang Xingzhou's trick and had a poison needle inserted into his body. It took him three days of exercise to force out the poison. After that, he kept waiting for the opportunity to take revenge, but unexpectedly Yang Xingzhou unexpectedly

He walked out of the Shuangxiu Mansion in a grand manner, clamoring to the world to search for him.

This made Nian Liandan extremely afraid. Only then did he realize that Yang Xingzhou was not easy to mess with. His momentum was already low, and he did not dare to face Yang Xingzhou directly. Instead, he wanted to deal with the people of Shuangxiu Mansion. As long as he could kill a few masters of Shuangxiu Mansion, he could do it.

It was a breath of fresh air.

After Feng Xinglie came out of the Misty Water Valley, it was just what he wanted, so he attacked Feng Xinglie and has been chasing him until now.

Now that Feng Xinglie was able to block his full force attack, he was shocked and inexplicable, and it also increased his murderous intention.

The energy centered on the two of them, rushing to all sides like a violent wind. The trees on the roadside shook, and the fallen leaves danced wildly on the heads of the two people. The sound was frightening.

"Qiang!"

After a loud noise, Feng Xinglie's body was shaken violently. When Nian Lian Danxuan Iron Heavy Sword struck him, the Zhang Er Red Spear in his hand disappeared.

"No gun potential!"

Just as Nian Liandan raised his sword to strike, the two-foot-long red spear moved from his right waist to Feng Xinglie's back.

Nian Liandan, who was doing the chop, had bad thoughts.

The two-foot-long red spear spit out from Feng Xinglie's waist.

The gunless force is truly a unique move created by the unparalleled hero Li Ruohai with painstaking efforts.

It is through the exchange of left and right hands behind the back that the whole person's emotions can be condensed into one shot.

Even Pang Ban was injured that day.

Li Ruohai from the Shuangxiu Mansion used this same move to severely damage the Sword Demon Stone Zhongtian with his seriously injured body.

The tip of the spear hit the tip of the sword.

Nian Liandan wanted to use another method to resolve the issue, but as soon as he had this idea, the tip of his spear had already hit the tip of his sword.

Both of them were shaken all over at the same time.

Nian Liandan dashed back like a whirlwind. After landing, he stumbled twice in a row before he stood still and looked back with gleaming eyes.

Feng Xinglie only chased back three steps and stood as steady as a mountain. However, the blood on his face faded away and he was as pale as a dead person. It took him a while to regain some of the color.

Debris from vegetation rained down from above, falling on the two of them and on the ground.

The two locked eyes and refused to give in.

A sinister smile escaped from the corner of Nian Liandan's mouth. He slowly raised the black iron heavy sword in his hand and stepped closer to Feng Xinglie. "Boy, if you can block my three swords again, Nian Liandan will never enter the Central Plains again!"

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Feng Xinglie's body stood upright like a javelin, but a look of exhaustion flashed in his eyes.

The gunless style just now has exhausted his energy and energy. Even though his cultivation has improved rapidly, such a fierce fight with Nian Liandan is still unsustainable. Seeing Nian Liandan's black iron heavy sword approaching, Feng Xing

Lie sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that he had reached the end of his life.

At the moment before his death, his mind was as clear as ever. All the past events from his birth to the present flashed through his mind in an instant, and finally settled on a spring afternoon.

It was in an ancient temple on a barren mountain that he met a woman in white who was said to be extremely beautiful.

Later, he married that woman and became a couple. That was his happiest time.

That woman's name is Jin Bingyun.
Chapter completed!