Yang Yunfei waved his hand and said to Lisa: "There will be no result if we continue to talk about this matter. It is better for me to see the truth. Only the winner will be qualified to raise conditions."
Lisa nodded coldly, and Feng Yi also smiled and nodded: "It's still Taoist Yang who is sensible."
Yang Yunfei looked at Yang Bufan and waved his hand gently to the side. Along with a whistling sound that broke through the sky, a weapon shining with a faint purple-red light appeared in his hand. Looking carefully, it was very strange.
It looked familiar, it was the spiritual sword that Feng Yi had refined for him.
However, the spiritual sword was conscious at that time and had already recognized Yang Bufan as its master, but it never expected that it would be so obedient in Yang Yunfei's hands.
If you look carefully, you will see that the blade of the Spirit Sword is covered with lines of strange colors, emitting a faint light. I wonder if they have anything to do with the traitor of the Spirit Sword.
Facing Yang Bufan's suppressed anger, Yang Yunfei smiled proudly and said: "Yang Bufan, I can achieve what I have today, thanks to you and this spiritual sword."
Hearing Yang Yunfei's words, Feng Yi also shook his head silently. He had reminded Yang Bufan before not to trust the other party. Unexpectedly, he failed to hear his words in the end. Perhaps in his opinion, the Spirit Sword has recognized its master and will not
Something went wrong, but I didn't expect Yang Yunfei to have a way to control the spiritual knife.
Thinking of this, Feng Yi glanced at the silent Lisa, and Yang Yunfei's ability to do this must have something to do with this group of people.
"I will get back what I lost."
Yang Bufan said in a deep voice.
"Oh? That's really exciting."
Yang Yunfei waved his spiritual sword, and the air around him seemed to be ignited instantly, with purple-red flames burning and full of a burning smell.
This posture is full of provocation.
Yang Bufan took a deep breath and shouted with great strength: "Here comes the sword!"
Roar!
Along with a domineering roar, a blue-green glow passed across the sky, lighting up the clouds and flying to his side.
It's Feng Yi's Seven-Star Longyuan Sword!
Yang Bufan fled in embarrassment and came back without any weapons at all. When he saw Feng Yi, he immediately told him about the fact that Yang Yunfei had cheated him out of the spiritual sword. Feng Yi expected that Yang Yunfei would bring the spiritual sword to the front this time.
Only if he comes, will Xiao Qi be handed over to him in advance.
In terms of strength and status, Yang Bufan is slightly inferior to Yang Yunfei, but with the help of Xiao Qi, the gap between them will be narrowed.
Yang Yunfei and Lisa both looked surprised after seeing Xiao Qi. Fortunately for Yang Yunfei, they had seen her before. Lisa's eyes were full of blazing light when she looked at Xiao Qi. She was filled with emotion when she saw the spirit knife before.
, I didn’t expect to see such a magical weapon.
If I could get this weapon...
"Daozhang Feng is really willing to give up."
Yang Yunfei said with a sour taste.
"This weapon of mine is full of righteousness. I love drinking Xiaoxiao's blood most of my life. It will definitely have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort tonight."
Feng Yi smiled and said: "I have a close relationship with Yang Bufan. He has been deceived, and I will certainly not be stingy in helping him."
"hehe!"
Yang Yunfei sneered and said: "Daozhang Feng, we have a word beforehand. You can't interfere in this competition. If Yang Bufan loses to me, I will accept your weapon."
If you want to take it back, it won’t be that easy.”
"Don't worry, Taoist Yang, if someone breaks the agreement, we won't stand idly by."
Lisa echoed from the side.
"Okay, if Yang Bufan loses, you can take away my weapon. At least I won't do anything tonight."
Feng Yi said calmly.
"happy!"
Yang Yunfei laughed loudly, jumped up high, and cut out a huge red blood blade from the spiritual knife in his hand, slashing at Yang Bufan.
Yang Bufan did not dodge, he shouted softly, and the Xiao Qi in his hand drew a sword shadow all over the sky, which collided with the red blood blade. With the sound of concussive air explosions, passing through the rippled air, he waved the Xiao Qi to stab Yang Yunfei.
's throat.
Yang Yunfei didn't panic. He raised his arms and placed the spiritual knife in front of his neck. With a clear jingling sound, he blocked the blow, and then he also launched his own counterattack.
In an instant, the swords collided dozens of times in the air, the air flow spread everywhere, and the air was cut into countless pieces.
From this point of view, the two seem to be in the middle of the pack.
"drink!"
Following Yang Yunfei's roar, the volume of the spiritual sword instantly increased tenfold, completely covering Yang Bufan's figure, like a mountain peak falling from the sky, intending to suppress Yang Bufan.
No need for Yang Bufan's reminder, Xiao Qi's figure suddenly grew in size, turning into a giant light blue dragon, opening its bloody mouth, and colliding with the mountain peak.
"Roar!"
The green dragon roared, its teeth bit like a gravel machine, and countless gravel fell down like rain. After gaining the upper hand, the green dragon was unstoppable. It pursued the victory and had the potential to completely destroy the mountain.
Yang Yunfei frowned and roared. The breath in his body poured into the mountain like a flood. With a loud noise, Qinglong and the mountain changed into Xiao Qi and the Spirit Sword again, separated, but before leaving, Xiao Qi
Another mouthful of dragon's breath came out. Yang Yunfei didn't notice it for a moment and was hit by the dragon's breath. He groaned and took a few steps back. The blood slowly slid down the corner of his mouth.
"What a magic weapon."
Yang Yunfei sighed from the bottom of his heart after taking a deep breath.
He originally thought that the spiritual sword was a rare treasure in the world, and he had originally been in the mood to easily crush him, but now he had cheered up and did not dare to despise the opponent again.
On the one hand, Lisa was envious of Xiao Qi's mystery, but on the other hand, she was also a little worried. She said softly: "Taoist Master Yang, how are you doing?"
"It's okay, it's just a small injury."
Yang Yunfei looked as usual and said: "He was just using the weapon. I underestimated him before, but now I'm going to take action for real."
"Really, then I want to see your clever tricks."
Yang Bufan said coldly.
Yang Yunfei didn't speak anymore, his eyes were slightly closed. When he opened them again, his eyes were red. His black hair turned into silver threads in an instant, and he was surrounded by lavender ripples. The next second, his figure had arrived at Yang Yunfei's.
Feifan's side was cut off with his sword.
"What a fast pace."
Feng Yi raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this scene. Yang Yunfei's speed was nothing to him, but it was not easy to deal with for Yang Bufan.
Only when you are near death can you maximize your potential, and only by experiencing the most terrifying Yang Yunfei can you inspire Yang Bufan's strong fighting spirit.
This is a life and death crisis, I hope he can pass it smoothly.
As expected by Feng Yi, when Yang Yunfei transformed, Yang Bufan immediately started to scramble. His speed was too fast. One second he was attacking from the front, and the next moment he was behind him, making it impossible to defend against him.
There were several dangerous situations. If Xiao Qi hadn't reacted in time, Yang Bufan would have been injured in many places.
