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The people outside were slowly approaching the house, but no one dared to barge into the house. The battle skills they had won were so high that no one dared to come out for a long time. Right at this moment, Lin Ming and Yan Wenqing opened the door and came out. One of them threw a torch over to them, which Yan Wenqing sent back with a kick.

"You robbers, my master said that there is no such thing as' Butterfly's Head '. You must not lose your life here." Yan Wenqing said angrily.

"Since you're speaking so arrogantly, I shall see how you take my life." After saying that, the burly man's throwing knife shot towards Yan Wenqing. Yan Wenqing raised his sword and parried the flying knife, then fell to the ground.

As a result, Yan Wenqing also jumped down to fight, and many people surrounded him. Seeing this situation, they did not immediately come down to help Yan Wenqing, but instead called out from the stairs, "Sword, fly in the air." Upon hearing his master's call, Yan Wenqing's body flew into the air, spinning non-stop. The sword in his hand had already left his hand, spinning in the air, turning over everyone's heads. Some of them had their hair cut off. Then, Yan Wenqing caught the sword and spun it upside down in midair. This strike had injured a lot of people's flesh.

"Earth Shattering Yellow Springs." His left hand gripped his right wrist, while the sword in his hand pierced through the gaps between the two people. With the speed of a strong wind, when his entire body charged out of the encirclement, the two people who were pierced immediately fell to the ground. The sword pierced through both of their waists at the same time, this' Earth Shattering Fountain 'move had taken their lives, and it was even more powerful than the' Soaring Sword 'move.

The weapons in their hands were falling down towards Yan Wenqing like hail. Liu Feng, who was standing there watching, became even more nervous as her expression darkened. She thought to herself that this old man's martial arts was indeed powerful, even her own disciple had been taught such a high degree of skill, making it hard for others to figure out what kind of martial arts he was hiding. Of course, this Liu Feng was not an ordinary person. Up till now, his protective bronze body art had never been broken, and only the legendary West Sea Prison Wind's Raging Dragon Hurricane Palm and Jin Du's Tathagata Divine Palm, as well as the head of the Sky Mountain Sect, Wu Xinghe's Frost Sword, were able to counter this protective bronze body art. Now that she met such an expert, she was still afraid and worried. Liu Feng was a meticulous person, she would never do something that would harm her own body if she had no benefits. Her winning and winning martial arts were unfathomable, but that 'Butterfly's Fealty' was indeed attractive. However, this was not the end. Although this brat's martial arts were not very good, he was still able to shake the world after being taught by Old Man Lin. He continuously knocked down the people around him.

The three of them wielded their weapons as they leapt to the surroundings, and attacked Liu Ming. Liu Gan was naturally able to quickly counterattack, and no one knew about his injuries, but it seemed as if he himself wasn't hurt at all. The three of them were engaged in an intense battle. Looking at the intense battle, most of the people who came with them on the mountain surrounded them with the weapons in their hands. At this time, Yan Wenqing clearly couldn't block it, and had no chance to attack, so he had to dodge their incoming weapons.

"Sand in the clouds." He immediately jumped up into the air, the sword in his hand constantly spinning and slashing between the tree and tree, the leaves on the tree shattered but not a single one of them falling down, after a moment he shouted out loudly, "Sands are being searched in the clouds, the leaves that were chopped up in an instant shot out like arrows towards the people below, and in the midst of the fire, he could not even see Leaves' shadow in the air, all he could hear was the sound of someone falling down on the ground, and the moaning sound was extremely loud, it could be seen that he had suffered a heavy injury. What he found in the clouds were tree leaves, but the power of the leaves was boundless.

Liu Feng thought that she was definitely at a disadvantage in this fight, but he jumped out and threw away the sword in his hand to circulate his Qi, this method of luck was completely different from other methods, his luck was extremely fast, he took half a horse step, his hands moved up and down, and his face instantly flushed red, at the moment he was purple, it was very scary. It turned out that the red robe he was wearing was bloated, and it looked as if his entire body was covered in golden water, making him look yellow. No wonder the martial artists called this an evil art, it looked extremely terrifying, it had been lost for decades in the martial arts world, it was originally cultivated by a court eunuch, and when that eunuch was doing evil in the martial arts world, he had to endure torture, and even if he practiced this technique, he would have to undergo hundreds of hardships, and if he knew how to practice it, he would still be extremely powerful.

Seeing Liu Feng use Penetrating Body Protection, both He Lin Tong and Wang Ying immediately moved away from Liu Feng. Liu Feng's appearance was no longer as scary as it was now, but completely bronze in color. He clenched his fist and walked over to Ye Shaotian, who raised his sword and thrust it at Liu Feng, but Liu Feng immediately turned his body and kicked her in the chest with his upside-down hook, while Liu Feng remained motionless, as if she had hit a rock with an egg. Liu Feng turned around and struck out with her fist. It was a powerful punch. However, he was able to dodge the attack. Instead, he smashed into a large tree beside him. As the tree swayed, the leaves on the tree began to fall. Liu Feng then threw another punch at the Soaring Sky Sect member. Unexpectedly, the punch hit his left arm, knocking him to the side and causing him to lean against a tree. The latter clenched his teeth tightly, blood seeping out from the wound on his waist, staining his clothes red. He immediately straightened up, closed his eyes slightly, and slowly opened them again. Both his feet moved slowly in the air, and the sword in his right hand moved as if there were thousands of blades dancing in the air. The sword's shadows slightly swayed in response to his slow movements. The disciple looked at Liu Feng's eyes that were filled with killing intent, and raised his sword to stab at the official's sword. Before that person's sword could even approach the official's body, the sword had already been broken into two, and when the official once again swung his sword, that disciple's right arm had already been cut off, and his finger was still moving from the ground.

All of this happened in an instant. No one saw what move was in the middle, their win-win eyes were half-open, the man grabbed his right arm and ran into the darkness in terror, a painful moan piercing through the darkness.

Seeing this scene, no one dared to approach Liu Feng anymore, even Liu Feng's bronze colored muscles were trembling.