Six sharp flying knives floated up and down in front of Lu Jun, constantly changing their positions in space, forming a faint formation of flying knives.

Lan Feihong stood up reluctantly, his eyes flickering. The situation in front of him was very unfavorable to him. He cast spells one after another, which not only consumed a lot of spiritual power in his body, but also his arm was injured, which must have greatly reduced his sensitivity in movement.

Staring at the flying knife suspended in front of Lu Jun, Lan Feihong's expression was extremely solemn. Not only was the opponent's cultivation level higher than his, but his spiritual power was deeper than his, and the flying knife formation made it difficult for him to use the "Land Vertical Technique" at will.

, while thinking, he flipped his wrist, took out a jade bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After taking the elixir, Lan Feihong suddenly felt warm and comfortable in his lower abdomen, and then his whole body was shocked. He could clearly feel the spiritual energy from the world around him continuously converging towards him, and the recovery speed of his spiritual energy was more than twice as fast as before.

"Huh? Resurrection elixir?" Lu Jun saw that the opponent's power was rapidly recovering, and his face was stunned for a while, but then he licked his mouth and said with some excitement: "Thanks for coming out of Qingcheng Mountain, there are really not many good things on him."

Young Master." What Lu Jun was thinking about at this moment was to kill the other party later and make sure to search him thoroughly.

After recovering a little spiritual power, Lan Feihong's slightly pale complexion finally looked better. Lu Jun knew that he could not delay, so he made a secret in his hand and pointed it at Lan Feihong. Following his move, six flying knives came together.

Locking on the target, it turned into six flowing arrows and flew away.

Seeing this, Lan Feihong picked up the dagger and floated it in front of him. He moved his hands in a circle, and the dagger stood horizontally in the void and began to spin. Then he shouted: "Sword and Shield Technique!"

The dagger was seen spinning faster and faster, and turned into a black light round shield about one foot in front of Lan Feihong. He placed one hand flat on the side of the sword and shield, controlling the sword and shield to block in front of him.

Dang! Dang! Dang…

One after another, the flying knives collided with the sword and shield in Lan Feihong's hand. Every time they collided, dazzling fire burst out. However, they were still unable to break through the defense and hurt Lan Feihong. Lu Jun's face was a little gloomy. He didn't expect that the opponent's defense was also like this.

Tyrant, he shouted low, spread his hands, divided the six flying knives in the air into two, and attacked Lan Feihong one from the left and the other from the right.

Lan Feihong's complexion changed. He raised his sword and shield with one hand to resist. He also kept using his body skills. No matter how tricky the trajectory of the flying knife was, it was still difficult to achieve any miraculous effect. However, there was no trace of relaxation on Lan Feihong's face at this time.

Just resisting the attack of these six flying knives has left him exhausted and exhausted. How can he defeat the opponent?

Lu Jun's continuous control of the six flying knives also consumed a lot of energy, and the spiritual power in his body was a little weak. He bit and groaned, if it weren't for his current cultivation level, he couldn't control the six flying knives distractedly.

How can a mere fifth-level Qi-refining monk on the other side hold up until now when he launches a combination of attacks?

clang!

The sword and shield in his hand narrowly blocked the last flying knife that came close to him. Lan Feihong jumped two steps back and left the attack range locked by the flying knife. He let out a long sigh, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His clothes were already soaked.

, I am afraid it will be very detrimental to him if this continues.

"Boy, Lu Mou admires you for being able to persist for so long, but I will definitely take your head next!" Lu Jun said angrily, and then the spiritual power in his body burst out without reservation, and he kept turning his hands.

, the flying knife in the void made a whining sound, and the power of the knife suddenly increased greatly.

Lan Feihong was a little helpless, and his face became very ugly, but when he raised his head to look at the sword and shield in front of him, his eyes froze slightly, and a novel idea appeared in his mind.

Lan Feihong chanted a spell and sprayed out a cloud of white mist from his mouth. The white mist instantly enveloped his whole body, hiding him.

"It's a small trick! You're really stupid!" Seeing this, Lu Jun snorted contemptuously, and continued to use the flying knife to strangle away regardless of the obstruction of his sight.

At this moment, Lan Feihong's use of the fog concealment technique was very unwise in Lu Jun's eyes. Although the fog could hide his body, his own sight was also blocked. How could he use his sword and shield to accurately resist the attack of the flying knife?

?

Lu Jun stepped forward quickly, and while controlling the flying knife to slash into the white mist, he chanted a spell in his mouth, and the beard under his mouth grew wildly again. With a flick, he rushed into the mist concealment technique arrogantly.

"I've caught you, let's see where you run away now!" Lu Jun laughed loudly, clearly feeling that the beard under his mouth was tightly entangled with the opponent. While controlling the flying knife to cut down, he blew out a stream of wind from his mouth.

The blade directly blew away the white mist in front of his eyes.

Seeing Lan Feihong's figure being torn apart by his own flying knife, Lu Jun finally raised his head and laughed. So what if the other person was from Qingcheng Mountain? Didn't he fall into his own hands in the end?

"I caught you!" A familiar voice suddenly sounded not far away. The smile on Lu Jun's face suddenly froze. When he lowered his head and looked forward, he found that the body that had been chopped into several pieces had turned into a corpse.

Zhang Huangfu spontaneously ignited without fire, and suddenly exclaimed: "Substitute Talisman?!"

Lan Feihong's true form was pulled sideways not far away, and his figure flew out diagonally close to the ground. He held the sword and shield in his hand, and then after locking his eyes with Lu Jun, he threw the sword and shield out, and the sword and shield turned into a streak.

The black sword wheel flew towards Lu Jun. It turned out that the novel idea that Lan Feihong had just thought of was to throw the sword and shield using the Hundred Steps Flying Sword Technique. Although the attack distance and speed may not be as good as the flying sword attack, it is more powerful.

But it is stronger. This spell that combines the Hundred Steps Flying Sword Technique and the Sword Shield Technique, he calls it the Hundred Steps Sword Wheel Technique!

The round sword wheel slashed towards Lu Jun. Lu Jun's face was horrified. He had just used all his strength to strike. At this moment, his body was stiff and unable to move. He could only watch the flying sword slash towards him.

The round sword wheel cut Lu Jun's tough beard in half with an indomitable force, and then continued to castrate it, and was about to kill him from the waist.

But at this moment, Lu Jun suddenly let out a long roar, and his expression became extremely strange. It was unclear whether the expression on his face was pain or excitement. Veins burst out all over his body, and ferocious black lines climbed up his neck.

A cloud of dark mist emerged all over his body.

The next moment, Lan Feihong's sword wheel collided with the black mist in front of Lu Jun. Not only did the sword wheel fail to kill him on the spot, but it was bounced back by a powerful force. Wherever it passed, there were constant

Trees were split in half and then fell to the ground...

Lan Feihong had no time to worry about his magical weapon, with a look of disbelief on his face, but when he turned to look at Lu Junzhi again, the other party ripped off his gray robe, retreated violently, and ran away in the blink of an eye!

Lan Feihong was about to catch up, but he had worries. He turned around and looked at the yellow sand formation on the side, only to realize that Senior Brother Nan was inside and hadn't come out yet.

Lan Feihong was about to step forward when suddenly the yellow light on the array shrank and swelled, and then exploded with a bang. Lan Feihong hurriedly deployed his spiritual shield to block it in front of him. From the corner of his eye, he saw a black light at the center of the explosion heading into the distance.

He flew away through the air, and when the sand and rain around him disappeared, Nan Kemeng's figure reappeared. He stood there with a solemn expression, the blood in his eyes faded, and then a trace of surprise and confusion appeared on his face, and not far from his feet
Chapter completed!