The battle between knife intention and knife domain.

The moment he contacted, Lu Fei's sword intention space exploded instantly like a dream bubble. Similarly, the endless sword domain condensed by Wang Lian with all his strength also shattered with Lu Fei's sword intention space.

For a moment, the entire space was scattered with sword energy within a hundred meters.

The warriors watching the battle around were accidentally hit by the fragments of sword energy full of death, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and countless sharp cuts appeared on their bodies at the same time.

The space of the sword intent was broken, and Lu Fei, who was completely immersed in the sword intent of Juekong, was also forcibly pulled out.

Based on his understanding of Yidao Juekong, he could not have used this level of sword intent at all. However, after so many days of observation, his consciousness had unknowingly imprinted the sword that dominated the world in the inheritance stone, so this time it could be said that it was a sword that forced out with the help of the brand.

But this sword was not his own understanding after all, so the moment the sword intention space was broken, his consciousness that was immersed in the sword intention was not only forcibly awakened, but the backlash almost crushed his consciousness...

A tingling sensation deep in the soul came from the brain, and then Lu Fei's consciousness completely fell into chaos.

Blood gushed out from the seven orifices, and combined with Lu Fei's appearance at this time, he looked like he had become a bloody man.

In his blood-stained vision, Lu Fei saw Wang Lian opposite him.

At this time, Wang Lian was still standing steadily, but his whole body was cut by Lu Fei's knife intent, but there was no obvious external injury.

At this time, those who were watching the game had already withdrawn a hundred meters away. When they saw the scene, they couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that Lu Fei was defeated..."

However, many people also object to this kind of statement.

"The strength of the Wang Lian is definitely a half-step soul. Mr. Lu has just entered the Rongji Realm for the first time. The strength difference is so great that Mr. Lu can fight to this extent, even if he is defeated, he will still be honored!"

"Not bad! You should know that Mr. Lu is only in his twenties now, and he has such strength. As long as he can reach the Divine Cang Realm, he will definitely be among the top ten people on the human list!"

"Yes, yes, even now, just with Mr. Lu's knife just now, he is fully qualified to rank in the top thirty of the people!"

...

...

Most of the people at the scene were full of admiration for the strength Lu Fei showed, but at this time only Lu Fei knew how bad his situation was!

The backlash of sword intentions caused his consciousness to fall into chaos. At this time, he was already on the verge of being half awake.

He knew that he must leave immediately, find a place to heal his wounds, and suppress the willful conflict in his consciousness, otherwise it would be life-threatening!

Without caring about the injuries on his body, Lu Fei looked straight in one direction and rushed out immediately.

He did not go down the mountain because in his current state, even if he encounters a warrior in the blood coagulation realm, he must find a safe place now.

Lin Shuxuan, who was nervously watching the battlefield, was very excited when he discovered Wang Lian's victory.

If he hadn't suffered internal injuries, he might have jumped up and applauded at this time.

However, when he discovered that Lu Fei wanted to escape, and Wang Lian was still standing there without movement, he suddenly became a little anxious. While shouting that Wang Lian would leave the other party, he rushed over.

But when he rushed to Wang Lian, he saw an extremely pale face.

"Lian Bo?!"

But at this moment, Wang Lian, who had not been moving, suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and then fell backwards.

Lin Shuxuan was shocked and hurriedly reached out to support him nervously.

"Brother Lian, you..."

Looking at Wang Lian, who was flowing out of his mouth, he was already panicked.

“…Go away!”

Wang Lian barely suppressed the domineering sword intent that was rushing in his body, and two words were squeezed out from his mouth.

"Okay, I'll take you down the mountain now!"

Lin Shuxuan, who came back to his senses, quickly called his follower over and then hurriedly took Wang Lian down the mountain.

The warriors around who were originally feeling sorry for Lu Fei's defeat were immediately stunned by this sudden change.

It turned out that Lu Fei was not defeated unilaterally, but both sides were injured!

"hiss……"

Seeing this result, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

You must know that Lu Fei is just in the early stage of the Rongji Realm...

He was able to compete with the powerful man with a half-step soul to this extent. Is Lu Fei really that strong?

Not to mention everyone's amazement, Lu Fei, who had already left the crowd, was traveling aimlessly through the mountains.

At this moment, he felt his consciousness begin to blur, as if his consciousness would dissipate in the next moment.

Just as he was about to fall into darkness, Lu Fei seemed to see a small pavilion...

…………

The cliff of clouds is as misty as an immortal.

A lonely pavilion stands in the sea of ​​clouds.

A handsome middle-aged man in white clothes and black hair shawls sat upright at the stone table in the pavilion, staring at the chessboard in front of him.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, a snow-white chess piece fell.

The middle-aged man glanced at the situation on the chessboard and nodded with a smile, as if he was very satisfied with this move.

Opposite, a man with open clothes and a wild look on his face frowned. Looking at his dark son who was trapped in the other party's game, he couldn't help but hesitate.

After thinking for a long time, he threw the black piece in his hand on the chessboard and said angrily: "Forget it, you guy won this game."

The handsome middle-aged man looked gentle. Looking at his old friend's unyielding look, he immediately smiled and said, "Haha, you are so old, you are still so impatient. Playing chess is also a practice, you need to concentrate and calm your mind. With your competitive temperament, you can't beat me."

"Hmph! Say I'm competitive? Then why don't you let me do it? So many times, it wasn't you who won that time!"

Seeing that the other party seemed to want to say something, the wild middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this."

"You got that kid? I saw a powerful sword intent in his consciousness that was raging. If he delayed it, he really couldn't save it!"

Seeing this, the handsome middle-aged man shook his head, threw down the chess piece in his hand, glanced at the bloody figure lying on the ground, and chuckled: "He was not what I got. Maybe it was fate, but since I met it, then old friend, you might as well save him."

The wild middle-aged man couldn't help but curl his lips secretly.

If it weren't for someone's secret guidance, how could such a dying little guy get here?
Chapter completed!