"Almost, enough."

Li Tian's last trace of power, like the river water drained out, turned into a bright white force, pounding the immortal sword on his hands.

The force of the tide fiercely rushed to the immortal sword, one wave after another, one layer after another, endless.

Li Tian waved one in his hand, and the fairy sword made a curve in front of him, and his eyes flashed.

"Go

Li Tian had a big drink, and the spiritual power around him suddenly began to surge and continuously entered his body. A huge whirlpool was behind him, just like a big mouth of blood, constantly devouring the spiritual power around him.

Feng Qiao looked at the other side's action, his heart trembled, a bad premonition came, his speed was faster, the shape of the knife in his hand waved hard, a hurricane swept to Li Tian.

Li Tian's body does not hide or dodge. He does not look at Feng Qiao. In his eyes, there are rough waves. He stares at the immortal sword in his hand.

His spiritual power was flowing wildly, and his Qi and blood were surging. He pushed the sword at a more terrifying speed. The wind roared, and the blades cut his flesh and blood. The immortal body was transported to the extreme. However, there were still scars.

Suddenly, the sword flashed light, and the cold light flowed back. Under the iron chain, the dazzling light began to appear, and the bright light went straight to the sky.

Li Tian's eyes flashed, his hand turned over, the sword was on his side, and his body suddenly flew out.

With a flash of bright light, it directly split the storm in front of you, and the spiritual power was like smoke. It was split into countless threads and disappeared in the space.

The chain made a crisp sound, and slowly fell to the ground, and the cold light was still there.

"How could it be!"

Feng Qiao stares at the iron chain on the ground and blurs out his surprise. He feels the sword in the space and suddenly looks up at the sky. Li Tian, who is just a hundred meters away, is already in front of him.

"Be careful!"

All the people watching the war were trembling, their breath stopped involuntarily, and their eyes were fixed on two people in the sky.

"Wind shadow!"

Feng Qiao secretly drinks, his body suddenly trembles, the next second, the whole person has disappeared in place, Li Tian's blade just cut through the void.

"Sword!"

Li Tian narrowed his eyes. His sword was raised, and his body burst into a roaring sword. In the sky, countless sword lights suddenly appeared, with the tip of the sword facing down and rotating around the space.

"Go!"

With a light drink, it was like ten thousand swords in the sky. The light of the sword was dazzling. At the same time, he began to roar to split the surrounding space, and the sword spirit was rampant. The space is like a cage. The sword spirit everywhere is unavoidable.

"What a powerful sword power!"

Overbearing, reckless, reckless!

The people felt the sword, and they gathered their spirits one after another, with a dignified look in their eyes.

"Pooh

A subtle voice sounded, Li Tian's body rushed out without hesitation. The sword in his hand took a sharp blade. After the light, the storm rose.

"Bang!"

Feng Qiao's whole body kept retreating. His feet rubbed the ground, and the sharp whistling came out. He bowed his head and snorted. The blood in the corner of his mouth flowed out. He lifted his hand to wipe it off. He looked up with cold eyes at Li Tian.

Li Tian's body fell to the ground, and his sword was on his side. His whole body was cold and vigorous.

"You lost."

His voice with indifference, no trace of ups and downs, as if, he said, a very common thing.

Feng Qiao's face turned black directly. He stared at Li Tian, and his blood was surging in his chest. He turned and left directly.

"What? That's how you want to go. "

Li Tian's eyes flashed with cold light, and his whole body suddenly broke out again. His fighting spirit was so fierce that he could not see that he had just experienced a big war. It seemed that he had no problem fighting for another 300 rounds.

"Hiss!"

The crowd looked at Li Tian's energetic appearance, one by one took a breath of cool air, and looked at each other like a ghost.

This man fought with Feng Qiao, but he didn't see his strength Joe, more than a little bit more than the wind.

Wind Qiao's feet slightly, but, did not stop, continued to go forward, picked up the iron chain on the ground by the way.

"Find out for yourself my yard."

With this sentence, Feng Qiao disappeared in front of everyone.

"Fengqiao, this is to admit that he lost?"

Some people touch the head to ask, or a pair of daze, as if there is no reaction over the appearance.

"Nonsense!"

Everyone's eyes all fall on Li Tian's body, this person, will look for Feng Qiao now?

Li Tian, with a paralyzed face, slowly turns around, exudes a cold air all over his body, and walks on the ground. All of them unconsciously let a small path impact on him.After a while, Li Tian's figure also disappeared. People looked at the empty training ground. If it wasn't for some fighting traces left, who knows, there was just a big war here.

Li Tian went to a place where no one was there. He was paralyzed, his face twisted, and he took a breath of cool air in his mouth.

"Hiss! It's killing me

He covered his right arm, took out a few pills in his hand, swallowed them all at once, and began to recover from the wound by running the spirit power in his body.

Feng Qiao's strength is not weak, when fighting, he has no space to recover his arm, can only let it sway.

Every time he moves a little bigger, his arm seems to fly straight out, but he is involved in the torn flesh and blood. It is conceivable that what kind of ghost has he experienced.

Li Tian simply recovered from the injury in his body. Fortunately, there was no fatal injury. Under the effect of his terrible recovery ability, there was almost no big problem.

"Fengqiao..." Li Tian looked around, he had to find the man's residence, "also do not leave a general direction."

Li Tian curled his lips, he casually asked a person, but fortunately, Feng Qiao was a man of the day, so he immediately got the address.

Li Tian came to a courtyard with his hand in his arms. He pushed the door open directly. A strong breath came to his face and directly locked him in place.

Li Tian's eyes were stagnant. He suddenly looked up at the people in the yard. Then, he put a sneer on his mouth.

"What? You want to pay off? "

Li Tian's words are full of sarcasm. He stares at Feng Qiao. Even though the sweat on his forehead is dense, his back is still straight.

"Father."

Feng Qiao took a look at Li Tian, and then bowed his head and called out a sentence without saying anything else.

Feng Zijing did not withdraw his pressure. He brushed his sleeve and sat on the stone bench.

"Father..."

Feng Zijing called again, his hand slowly clenched.

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