Chi Ling was still quite dissatisfied when she was sent out by Qingjiu.

After all, it is indeed a very embarrassing thing to deal with any human monk on the central battlefield with her realm, not to mention that the other party is just an ant who has not even reached the God Transformation Stage.

But soon she realized that she was wrong.

When she arrived, she happened to see Lei Scorpion killing her life by Cao Fan's ripped hammer, and the black crocodile on the ground had also fallen.

Even if she took action herself, she could not solve them continuously in such a short time.

This human beard guest is probably the same as hers, who has used special methods to hide his true cultivation. Maybe the other party is also a cultivator in the body-shaping stage.

It was not until this time that Chi Ling became interested in fighting with Cao Fan.

Her Chi Ling is not just as simple as hiding her cultivation. In fact, she rarely meets her opponent in the early stage of body shaping.

The stronger Cao Fan is, the more she has the desire to defeat the other party.

"The feathers fly!"

Chi Ling responded directly to Cao Fan's active attack in a row of densely shot flame feathers.

For a moment, three or forty extremely fast flame feathers suddenly appeared in front of Cao Fan, and rushed towards the vital points of his body around him.

In dealing with Wu Yaodong and Yuan Jizi, Chi Ling only used less than ten flame feathers in total, but her attack on Cao Fan increased by four times, which was already a great emphasis on Cao Fan.

Cao Fan had seen the power of this treasure. He put away all the silver dragon scissors and the hundred-rift hammer, and replaced it with a medium-grade spiritual weapon long sword.

The sword light flew, the arc shadows continued, like surging waves, facing dozens of flame feathers.

The flame feather was extremely powerful, otherwise a powerful existence like Yuan Jizi and Wu Yaodong would not have been severely injured on the spot.

I saw flame feathers rushing into the sword arc wave, still maintaining an amazing flight speed. The red and red light not only did not weaken, but became brighter, as if even the sword arc wave was about to be ignited.

Cao Fan was calm and the long sword in his hand danced out all kinds of light again. Sword arc wheels kept sweeping out, crashing into the flame feathers fiercely.

This time, the fierce flame feathers rushing in the rushing force was finally weakened a little, and each sword arc wheel played a slight blocking effect.

However, the rush of these flame feathers was too fierce, and Cao Fan's second sword technique still could not completely curb their offensive.

At this time, Cao Fan's momentum suddenly surged. The long sword in his hand kept roaring and roaring like a tiger roar, and finally confronted these flame feathers.

The red light was flying everywhere, and the flames and feathers were constantly blocked by Cao Fan's sword move.

At the same time, several blood flowers splashed out, and three flame feathers brushed against Cao Fan's body. The sharp feather tip cut out three long scars on his body, and the flames on it kept beating.

In just a moment, the flames quickly dimmed and eventually went out completely.

Cao Fan's body was too strong. The extremely sharp flame feather did not cut the bloody mouth on it. The stunning flaming woman who would be violent when she saw blood was hard to cook without rice. After all, she did not explode like she did when dealing with Yuan Jizi and Wu Yaodong.

During the first encounter between the two sides, Cao Fan barely tied with the other side.

"Cangyun Eight Swords, the bearded guest is actually Cangyun Eight Swords!"

In the camp of human monks, Ling Simiao, who had been watching the battle with his spiritual sense, suddenly burst into tears and exclaimed.

"Yes, if I read it correctly, he first used a series of Langzhu Qianfeng Swords, then used the Taotie Fenghuo Arc Shadow Sword, and finally broke the flame feathers, it should be the Tiger Roar Dragon Roar Wild Sword. Unexpectedly, someone in the world can use three consecutive sword techniques of Cangyun Eight Swords." Nian Daozi said with a shocking expression.

Lu Cangyu made the famous Cangyun Eight Swords back then. The characteristics of the sword moves have long been widely circulated in various parts of Kunxu Continent. For thousands of years, major sects have never stopped studying the Cangyun Eight Swords, but they only have their shapes but not their spirits. No one can practice any of the Cangyun Eight Swords.

After all, with the complete sword technique and luck method, none of the Cangyun Sect masters in all dynasties after Lu Cangyu could practice more than half of the Cangyun Eight Swords, let alone other cultivators who only know the sword moves on the surface.

The three sword techniques used by the bearded guest they saw in their spiritual consciousness were quite amazing, and they were definitely the true Cangyun Eight Swords masterpiece.

"I know who he is."

Ling Simiao clenched his fists, and a trace of imperceptible murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

If he was not wrong, this bearded guest was the so-called "Lu Cangyu Special Envoy" who has resounded throughout the Southern Region in the past two years. Only he could have used such exquisite Eight Swords of Cangyun.

At this time, Ling Simiao was not grateful to the genius Wu Yaodong, the genius figure of the Chiyan Sect, but was rescued by the bearded guest, but was full of strong murderous intent for the bearded guest.

He knew that the Special Envoy of Lu Cangyu had become the new sect leader of Cangyun Sect, and the Qingtian Sect, who had destroyed Cangyun Sect, quickly declined due to the strong rise of the Special Envoy of Lu Cangyu and Cangyun Sect.

As the saying goes, being a thief is guilty. The more amazing the envoy Lu Cangyu is, the more Ling Simiao is worried that when the other party grows up, he will ask Chiyan Sect to report the hatred of extermination of the family back then.

Judging from the other party's performance on the central battlefield just now, this special envoy of Lu Cangyu is no longer as simple as a peerless genius. His amazing talent is not even inferior to Lu Cangyu back then.

In a mere Nascent Soul Realm, he actually killed two powerful people in the Great Perfect Realm of the God Transformation Continent in the Western Wilderness Continent. If he allowed him to grow up, the Chiyan Sect would be over.

"I didn't expect that Cangyun Sect would actually have such a scorching sun that is against the sky. This is really a blessing from me, Kunxu Continent." Nian Daozi sighed.

"It's true." Ling Simiao nodded embarrassedly, but his murderous intent to the bearded guest in his heart became even stronger.

At this time, Cao Fan did not realize that he instinctively used the Cangyun Eight Swords sword move when he was in danger, and he had directly exposed his identity, because he had no time to consider it, and Chi Ling's second wave of offensive had already begun.

Chi Ling didn't just attack Ling Yu. Her real powerful method was to use her magical body technique to assassinate the opponent from an unexpected position of the enemy.

She appeared somewhere behind Cao Fan again and again, urging the flame-legged sword in her hand to stab him in various vital areas. Her body movements were so weird and her moves were so fast that if Cao Fan had not had extraordinary spiritual consciousness and insightful eyes, he would have been severely injured by him.

Even so, Cao Fan was still unable to defend himself. Just when Chi Ling flashed behind Cao Fan again, her figure suddenly turned into a series of flame feathers, instantly piercing into Cao Fan's back. Then, the flames burning violently when they were bloody quickly turned Cao Fan into a fire man.
Chapter completed!