After dismantling more than forty moves, Chen Xiu became more and more skillful in making moves. Many wonderful things naturally produced corresponding moves to resist them.

Originally, many moves were different combat skills and factions, and different pairs of moves would naturally leave many flaws.

But Chen Xiu used some of his offensives, some of which had a sharp attack, some had a continuous trick, some were small and fast, and some were powerful and steady, just like a system that was continuous, without any flaws.

Shui Qingfeng held a dagger and shouted: "Who is your master? I'm afraid that the whole Qingmu County will not find anyone with such cultivation!"

Chen Xiu was slightly stunned and said, "No matter who my master is, you can't beat me. What qualifications do you have to ask me!"

"Bah, who said I can't beat you? Shui Qingfeng shouted loudly: "Come on my sword technique again."

With a long roar, two daggers suddenly produced two three-foot-long sword auras, which were put on the daggers, as if they were two long swords.

The two swords suddenly slashed out, and Chen Xiu stabbed out the slanted spear, forcing him to withdraw his sword and block it.

Shui Qingfeng kept shouting and seemed to be crazy.

The more urgent the shouting, the faster the sword is.

Chen Xiu felt that his sword technique was nothing special, but every silence made his ears buzz and he was upset, so he had to calm himself down and dismantle him.

Suddenly, the man roared like a shocking sound.

Linghu Chong's ears buzzed, and his ear drums seemed to be broken by him, and his mind was dizzy. Chen Xiu used the Qinglian true energy to protect his mind and would not be affected at all.

"He is a sound wave attack like the Demon Thunder Sound!"

"But his voice was just a huge amount of true energy that induces people's eardrums, and it has no effect of soul attack."

"This is far from the Demon Thunder Sound!"

After a step of jump, Chen Xiu shouted loudly: "Shui Qingfeng, I'll let you see what the real thunder sound is!"

Accompanied by the sound exit, a tearing sound came from the air, like two invisible knives breaking through the air.

The sound is like a knife, like an arrow, slashing the water and breeze! How terrible is the sound attack?

When you heard it, the attack had arrived! “Puff!”

There were two additional blood marks on Shui Qingfeng's shoulder as if he was hit by a knife.

Shui Qingfeng looked at the wound on her shoulder and her pupils suddenly contracted.

Last time in Qingfeng Mountain, Shui Qingfeng experienced Chen Xiu's Demon Thunder Sound.

However, he always thought that Chen Xiu's secret voice technique was to make thunderous sounds to shock the enemy.

However, unexpectedly, the sounds made by Chen Xiu were almost at the point of turning into reality. The notes spit out were as sharp as swords, terrible! Seeing Shui Qingfeng was injured, Chen Xiu was even more proud.

"Shui Qingfeng, I will give you two choices, either jump off the cliff or shoot me. You can't die, and our grudges will be cleared!"

Shui Qingfeng said angrily: "You think you will definitely eat me!"

"You are sure to take you!"

"Arrogant!"

"Last time in Qingfeng Mountain, my magical skills were in the weak period that was less than once every thirty years..." Chen Xiu couldn't help but be stunned. He had never understood why when he first saw Shui Qingfeng, he locked himself in a cell, and the cell was cast with ice black iron.

Now I understand that the room was not a prison cell at all, but a secret room used to protect his weak period.

But what Shui Qingfeng could not have imagined was that the flying sword in Chen Xiu's hand was so sharp. He directly looked at Han Bing Xuantian as if nothing had happened and easily broke the door of the secret room.

So at that time, Shui Qingfeng had to pretend to be a deaf and mute child. It was not until Chen Xiu and Wu Zhiguang fought that he suddenly launched a sneak attack.

"Now I'll let you see the true power of my eight-way immortal skills!"

Shui Qingfeng's eyes slowly turned into a blood-red color.

He stared at Chen Xiu, and a violent and terrifying aura emanated from him and spread around him.

"Eight combinations and four wastes of immortality!"

Wu Yiru suddenly changed color.

"Chen Xiu, stop him!"

"This kind of exercise is too evil. He lets him use his dead energy. Even if we get close to him, we can't get close to him!"

"We're all going to die here!"

Shui Qingfeng's face changed. He had never used his eight-part four-desolate immortal skills. How could Wu Yiru be so clear?

"By the way, this guy has been in the Blood Evil Sect once, no wonder he knows my magical skills!"

"But what's the point of knowing."

"In the face of absolute power, they are all going to die!"

The violent aura emitted by Shui Qingfeng gradually gathered and condensed all of it, as if he was wearing a set of armor. He was originally only a figure less than one meter four, but at this moment he suddenly seemed to have become a three-meter giant.

The violent aura has its own soul-catching effect, which makes Chen Xiu and Wu Yiru feel a sense of fear in their hearts. They retreat at the same time, and they all feel cold until they are thirty or forty meters away. The pores all over their bodies are as if they are being stabbed by invisible needles, which is extremely uncomfortable.

Wu Yiru was so scared that her face turned pale and her mouth kept stuttering.

"It's over..." "This old pervert has drunk so much master's essence and blood to cultivate the violent aura to this level!"

"No wonder the Blood Evil Sect can't tolerate him and expel him from the Blood Evil Sect!"

The last time Yao Hailin used the magic trick, he didn't see Wu Yiru so frightened. Chen Xiu said in dissatisfaction: "He has just become bigger, so he won't be so scared.

I can get bigger too!”

"You know nothing!"

"Your physical skills are getting bigger, but it is just an illusion of blood and energy that burst out."

"Shui Qingfeng's body became bigger, and that was the violent aura he emitted - death breath!"

"I don't know how many masters' essence and blood this old monster has cultivated into such a huge death aura. No wonder the Blood Evil Sect has driven him out. It's really against the will of heaven!"

"This kind of dead energy can pollute everything, including true energy and weapons, and it will be completely ruined when it is touched!"

Chen Xiu's face changed.

"Is it really so powerful?"

"You'll know if you try it!"

"good!"

"Knife, knife, knife!"

Chen Xiu shouted three times in a row.

The three notes are like three swords, slashing towards Shui Qingfeng.

It’s just that the invisible sound waves are the dead air that is contaminated with the surface of Shui Qingfeng. All the power is leaking away, and the violent attack disappears! “Huh?”

Chen Xiu was shocked. His biggest reliance on the Demon Thunder Spirit was useless.

"Haha..." Shui Qingfeng let out a hearty laugh.

"This time, I will be invalid if any of your attacks. I think you still fight me like this!"

"I don't believe it!"

Chen Xiu pinched the soul-devouring gun in his hand and threw it out. He thought that if the dead energy corrodes the soul-devouring gun, Feng Xinglie would be finished.

"Give me the dagger!"
Chapter completed!