At the same time, without knowing when, Bi Qing sneaked out from behind the blue stone and came to the man in black, and mercilessly imprinted his right palm on the man's chest in black.

Pooh!

The man in black turned pale, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew upside down, falling outside the disc.

Looking at Bi Qing who defeated the man in black neatly, Zhuo Wen nodded secretly. Bi Qing's combat experience is extremely rich, and the timing of the battle is extremely accurate. Even without the mark Zhuo Wen left on his body, the hope of advancing big.

In the next eight battles, Bi Qing won with ease, almost to the point of being crushed.

In the tenth scene, a middle-aged man dressed in white and holding a folding fan slowly landed opposite Bi Qing.

The man in white had extremely sharp eyes, like the bright moon in the sky, and his aura was much stronger than that of Bi Qing.

"It's Feng Yinxue from the Fenglei family. This Feng Yinxue is the father of Feng Tianhan. It is said that his cultivation base is extremely strong and has reached the peak of a half-immortal. He is only half a step away from an earth immortal. He is an extremely difficult opponent!"

The moment the man in white appeared, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and Xue Hui beside him introduced the identity and origin of the man in white to Zhuo Wen.

Bi Qing's face became more dignified, he stared at Feng Yinxue, his face turned slightly pale, there is no doubt that Feng Yinxue at the peak of the half-immortal, put him under great pressure, like an unattainable mountain, let him Can only look up.

Feng Yinxue folded his fan, he looked up and down Fan Biqing, and said lightly: "Get out, you are too weak, don't waste my time."

Bi Qing shrank his pupils, clenched his fists tightly, and said in a deep voice, "How did you know I would lose before the battle started?"

Feng Yinxue suddenly laughed, and he took a playful look at Bi Qing, his eyes showing a bloodthirsty light: "You really are a rather stubborn ant, let me declare in advance that I, Feng Yinxue, will generally not keep alive , if you fight, be mentally prepared!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Yinxue simply ignored Bi Qing whose expression had changed drastically. With a wave of his right hand, the folding fan in his hand flew out like a hidden weapon. The speed was extremely fast, and with the sound of howling wind, it swept towards Bi Qing in an instant. in front of you.

Bi Qing's face was solemn, and he swung his right palm out of the air, and suddenly, a green awn shot out, forming a huge bluestone, facing the folding fan that was looting.

bang bang bang!

The folding fan slammed on the bluestone, and immediately spun at a high speed. It collided with the bluestone dozens of times in an instant, and countless sparks blasted out every time.

Thumb up!

And as the folding fan spun, Bi Qing, who was holding the bluestone, groaned, backed up step by step, and kept retreating hundreds of steps, before barely stopping his figure, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale and bloodless.

At this moment, Bi Qing's heart is full of bitterness, his current condition is very bad, all the strength of his whole body is spent on the bluestone, and it is difficult to move his whole body.

Feng Ruji looked at Feng Yinxue with bloodthirsty eyes indifferently, and sighed softly in his heart, Feng Yinxue was not like this before, at that time Feng Yinxue was elegant and dignified, treating others with humility, like a modest son.

But since Feng Tianhan's death, Feng Yinxue's whole person has changed, she has become a little crazy, bloodthirsty and crazy, and she will see blood when she touches her hands.

Feng Yinxue flew in front of Qingshi in an instant, licked her lips, held the folding fan with her right hand, and then swung it violently. Suddenly, countless sparks flew from the surface of Qingshi, and a huge force spread.

Bi Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground on one knee, trembling all over.

"Die!"

Feng Yinxue licked her lips, and pressed her right hand. Suddenly, the bluestone in front of Bi Qing collapsed, and then the folding fan spun again at high speed, and swept towards the center of Bi Qing's eyebrows. glaring.

If this blow continued, Bi Qing would definitely die, and Feng Yinxue laughed crazily, he could imagine the scene where Bi Qing was torn into pieces by the folding fan in front of him.

However, the moment the folding fan reached the center of Bi Qing's eyebrows, a terrifying yellow light erupted from the center of Bi Qing's eyebrows, and then a yellow rainbow rushed out, directly bouncing the folding fan away.

After flipping open the folding fan, the yellow Changhong continued to fly towards Feng Yinxue without slowing down.

At this moment, Feng Yinxue's face changed slightly, and with a wave of his right hand, he recalled the folding fan into his hand, and then the immortal essence poured into the folding fan. The tip of the fan bone even gave birth to ferocious bone spurs.

Afterwards, Feng Yinxue waved the folding fan with her right hand, and suddenly, the howling wind, accompanied by snowflakes, turned into a terrifying blizzard and swept over the yellow Changhong.

Being hindered by this, the speed of the yellow Changhong suddenly slowed down, and then Feng Yinxue discovered that the yellow Changhong was actually a long yellow needle several feet long.

Bi Qing's eyes fell on the long yellow needle, and he looked at Zhuo Wen who was not far away, showing a touch of gratitude. He knew that the long yellow needle was secretly placed on him by Zhuo Wen.

"Immortal art?"

Feng Yinxue's face was solemn, he felt a strong sense of crisis on the long yellow needle, and at the moment he was thinking, the long yellow needle hummed and broke the folding fan directly.

boom!

Feng Yinxue only felt numbness in her right hand, and the folding fan completely collapsed, then Feng Yinxue kept backing away, and the long yellow needle kept following up, directly targeting Feng Yinxue's vital points.

Soon, Feng Yinxue retreated to the edge of the disk, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he roared angrily, "Immortal Art Wind Shuttle!"

With a wave of Feng Yinxue's sleeve robe, the surrounding air began to condense continuously, forming a series of terrifying shuttles. These shuttles are made of wind and have extremely fierce destructive power.

The number of wind shuttles is extremely large, with the momentum of encirclement, it wraps the dead needle of Huangquan inside. The wind shuttle is extremely strong, but at the moment of wrapping the dead needle of Huangquan, the dead needle of Huangquan suddenly collapses into countless water droplets of Huangquan. The wind shuttle swept out of the gap, and at a lightning speed, it condensed into the death needle of the underworld again, and passed through Feng Yinxue's eyebrows in an instant. JrNovels.com