The White Elephant Dharma King pondered for a while, sighed quietly, and said, "Thanks to the God of Martial Arts to solve my doubts for me, otherwise my martial arts would have been no more progressive within ten years."

Guo Kan shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Basiba's spiritual magic is unparalleled in the world, and it is better than Yan Jifeng's ten directions of disillusionment. However, you and Hongri want to learn the true body of the Great Power and Demon King Kong. You really don't care about gold and jade, and you are happy to pick up rubble!"

The White Elephant Dharma King looked ashamed and replied: "Master Basiba studied the heavens and man. Many of the great supernatural powers are born from nature and cannot be learned after all. My senior brother and I have no hope of learning to walk, so we can only settle for the second best."

The Canglang Martial God Guo Kan laughed, patted the book in his hand, and said lightly: "Tomorrow is Yan Jifeng's death day, go! This person should not be underestimated after all, and I must also warm up my spirits to achieve a battle."

The White Elephant Dharma King came to the ground with a tribute and turned around, but the heavy feeling in his heart did not dissipate for a long time.

"Although Guo Wushen is full of confidence, what if Yan Jifeng wins tomorrow?" Thinking of this, the White Elephant Dharma King did not dare to think deeply, so he could only brush his sleeves and float away, leaving the Canglang Wushen Guo Kan to read the book leisurely in the pavilion.

In the entire town, after the White Elephant Dharma King walked out, Guo Kan was left. Even the Qiexue army could only guard the town and dared not step into this place, so as not to disturb the purity of the martial god.

It's night! Nothing to say...

2. Ghost and God Decision

Yan Jifeng slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was as bright as lightning, and it appeared slightly in the room, which was no different from Bai Yu.

He breathed nine times, his body did not shake or move, and he could not exert any force. He floated leisurely like a wisp of smoke and flew out of the window, sliding more than ten feet in the air, and then he felt like he was drooping.

Yan Jifeng laughed loudly, stretched his feet and gently tapped the ground, and flew up like a big bird. Several ups and downs were already several miles away. The skill of lightness was far superior to the body technique used by the White Elephant Dharma King down the mountain yesterday.

In a moment, Yan Jifeng arrived at the foot of the mountain. He saw the nameless town at the foot of the mountain. Even the 586 Qiexue cavalry who were cruising outside the town were as clear as the lines in his palm.

A tenth commander of the Qiexue Army saw Yan Jifeng who was like flying clouds and fog. He was unafraid. He took off his big bow with his back hand, pulled out the feather arrow from the quiver, and put the arrow on the string. In just one breath, the feather arrow had broken through the air and headed straight to Yan Jifeng's eyebrows.

Emperor Yuan only asked them to protect this town and not let anyone disturb Guo Kanqingjing, but did not say that they would not let them take action. The tenth chief took action, thinking that if he could shoot Yan Jifeng to death with one arrow, he would be as great as the sky, and he would be afraid that he would be appointed as a general immediately and guard one side.

The archer's archery skills were superb. He was also confident in his archery skills and had no intention of shooting a second arrow.

Qiexue Army was a personal soldier of the Khan. He had always been arrogant. With the commander, several of his more than ten cavalrymen also reached out to touch the quiver. Some even secretly regretted that they had taken slow action and failed to take this credit.

Yan Jifeng had no mercy for these Yuan soldiers. He bounced his fingers and a finger flew out.

The invisible finger force came and went like lightning. The feather arrow shot by the ten-man leader suddenly broke into more than ten pieces in the air, and it was several times faster than when it came. Every feather arrow bounced back by Yan Jifeng's finger became as hard as iron, and penetrated into the eyebrows of more than ten Yuan soldiers, and immediately killed the more than ten Qie Xue soldiers.

Yan Jifeng is already an unparalleled master in the world. Although these Qixue soldiers are brave, it would be a joke to say that they can get hurt. At this time, his attempt at a slight slap is enough to make these Qixue soldiers have no way out of life and death.

Yan Jifeng's body stance suddenly doubled. Hearing the sound, dozens of other Kyxue Army knights could only see a white shadow floating into the town. Even the generals of the Kyxue Army who were most proud of archery and took the fastest attack had no time to capture this shadow, let alone shoot an arrow.

These Qixue soldiers walked around and knew that they could not enter the town, so they remained safe and remained firmly blocked the town according to military orders.

Yan Jifeng stepped into the town and saw Guo Kan. Guo Kan also saw Yan Jifeng at the same time. The two of them were not a minute or a slight difference, and they saw each other at the same time.

Guo Kan laughed and shouted: "Yan Jifeng, you are here. In today's battle, you must have died under my hands, and there will be no second result."

Yan Jifeng's body was like an invisible thread being pulled. When he rushed forward with all his strength, he suddenly turned the direction, almost contrary to inertia and floated up gently.

His body floated upwards, like a kite, fixed in the air.

This peerless light skill, even if it is the Canglang Martial God Guo Kan couldn't help but praise: "The Qingyu Chengfeng Art is the best light skill in the world."

Yan Jifeng said lightly at this time: "Some tricks are not worthy of praise from the Canglang Martial God. This duel was five years late. In these five years, I thought I would go further. But Guo Wushen is old, I am afraid that there may not be any progress in these five years, but he has retreated a little."

The two have not yet fought and have already fought in words. Guo Kan showed his strong and incompetent confidence, but Yan Jifeng pointed out that he had missed the opportunity five years ago, and now it is not the best time to fight.

Guo Kan laughed wildly and shouted: "Even if I have not made any progress in the past five years, I can still kill you on the spot. Your illusions may also deceive others, but how can I deceive my husband from traversing thousands of miles, slaughtering hundreds of cities, and tempering the sword intent!"

The Canglang Martial God Guo Kan took a sudden step forward, and the pavilion where he was sitting quietly suddenly became fragmented. Every piece of wood and every piece of cowhide turned into an extremely sharp divine sword. It arrived a hundred steps away, blocking the world and forcing Yan Jifeng to the point where the sword intent was most powerful.

Yan Jifeng seemed to have no concerns. Guo Kan did his best as soon as he took action, without leaving any backup plan.

With a light shout, the boundless sword energy was thriving, and the sword energy condensed into a flawless sword circle outside his body. The hardness and softness were used to change yin and yang. Guo Kan used the sword intent of the shattering pavilion, which evolved like a thousand troops, and was destroyed and dissolved outside his flawless sword circle.

The two peerless masters finally fought head-on. With just one move, they forced their own momentum to the peak and also brought their martial arts to the most perfect state. No one who had previously guessed the battle situation between the two would have thought that the first move they fought had already done their best, without any temptation.

Half outside the town, there is a high platform, which is twenty-four feet high.

At this time, more than ten people stood on the platform. The leader was a young man, at most he was only in his thirties. But even the White Elephant Dharma King stood behind him and seemed very respectful, which shows that this person's identity was extraordinary.

The young man spoke leisurely and said, "What does the national master think of the chances of the Martial God's victory this time?"

The White Elephant Dharma King said calmly: "I won in one battle! Yan Jifeng will never cause any trouble to the Great Yuan Empire from now on."

The young man shook his head and suddenly laughed: "I am also a martial arts master. Although I am not as good as the national master, I can still see that Guo Wushen has done his best in this battle, but Yan Jifeng can still deal with it calmly. Even if Yan Jifeng cannot escape and die in this battle, I am afraid that Guo Wushen will not be able to leave this town."

The White Elephant Dharma King was slightly shocked, but then it was as if nothing happened. After the young man said this, he no longer paid attention to the White Elephant Dharma King, but just focused his mind to watch the battle.

From this high platform, the entire town is fully visible. In the eyes of such masters as them, although half a mile away, it is still as good as it is now.

The battle between two peerless masters is a scene that is hard to dream of for any warrior. Perhaps just one move and one move can activate the inspiration and make their martial arts go further, so no one is willing to miss any detail.

The platform immediately became quiet, no one spoke anymore, and even the sound of breathing was heard.

The White Elephant Dharma King looked at it for a while, and suddenly his lips moved slightly, and he sent a message to a man in black robe, asking, "What do you think, Master Fang?"

This man in black is the leader of the Southern Demon Sect. His martial arts skills are unfathomable. Even the White Elephant Dharma King cannot estimate the level of this man's martial arts. He also arrived at this high platform and found out that the young man had actually invited this man out of the mountain. He was determined to take the eyesight of the Southern Demon Sect and try to figure out the level of the martial arts between the two.

Master Fang laughed softly, but there was no voice transmission, and said to himself: "Guo Wushen's sword technique is enough to break through the realm of heaven and man. Yan Jifeng's ten directions of illusion can make the real ones even more illusion falsehoods. The two of them have no choice but to defend themselves in this battle. The winner will definitely be decided within a hundred moves."

Three, the way of heaven falls

Yan Jifeng concentrated his mind and urged his sword energy to continuously remove Guo Kan's nine killing moves, and then he took advantage of the situation to counterattack.

This Han master swung his sword energy and became illusory. Guo Kan stood up as a knife and slashed dozens of times, but when the sword intention and sword energy were touched, the sword energy would all disappear, as if the previous momentum was illusory.

"My ten directions of illusion have a total of eighteen killing moves. This move is one of them. I wonder if Guo Wushen will suffer a lot?"

Not only did Guo Kan dare not underestimate the slightest, he was even distracted to answer. Yan Jifeng's sword energy was illusory, and the real and false were mixed. Often, a sword energy broke through the air, but there was no force at all. However, another sword energy lurking in the void, silently contained a fierce killing move.

If he was a little negligent and thought that Yan Jifeng's swordsmanship was only changed, I believe that this Han master would not mind the transformation of reality and reality, so that he would suffer a small loss, and even take his life directly.

The sword energy was like rain in the sky, compressing inch by inch, causing the defense circle transformed by Guo Kan's sword intent to shrink and smaller. Just when the sword intent reached a certain point, Yan Jifeng suddenly felt his spirit and the sword light changed again. At this moment, Guo Kan had been brewing for a long time, and a shocking counterattack was also released.

The sword light was like a wash, pointing straight to the hearts of the people, as if it had crossed time and space, and destroyed all the distance between the two in time and space.

Yan Jifeng almost had his thoughts changed, and this sword light was imminent, as if he could blow this wisp of knife intention that was unknown when he was exhaling and breathing.

Faced with this shocking sword, Yan Jifeng let out a long roar, and his whole body suddenly "disappeared". In Guo Kan's eyes, this great enemy of life and death actually disappeared, just like learning the invisibility method.

Guo Kan's martial arts practice has reached the extreme realm of the world. Of course, he knows that there is no magic in the world. Yan Jifeng can do this because the Han master used some methods to let his breath hide without a trace under the blockade of his sword, rather than actually making a male body disappear.

At this time, Guo Kan and Yan Jifeng showed their shock for the first time, because Yan Jifeng could actually avoid his sword intention to cut the sky. His superb skill was simply horrifying, even surpassing Guo Kan's highest evaluation of Yan Jifeng.

Even though Yan Jifeng's ten directions of disillusion almost surpassed the level of martial arts, Guo Kan did not panic after missing the movements of this enemy. He just did a very simple thing, put the knife away and then fired it!

This knife is sincere, no self, no man, no world!

A desolate and sad sword intent and a sword energy filled the world, wielding the Eight Poles met again. The world seemed to be filled with sword intent and sword energy, and countless sounds of gold and iron clashing loudly.

When this knife was slashed, Yan Jifeng appeared again in Guo Kan's "view". The Han master smiled slightly, and his style was still there, shouting: "The sword technique of the Canglang Martial God is indeed extraordinary. It can actually break my free move! Let's take a look at how you can break my next move without anything else!"

Yan Jifeng stretched out his right hand and closed it lightly, as if the whole world was held by one hand and then gathered it.

At that moment, the Canglang Martial God Guo Kan seemed to be suppressed by the Buddha of Tathagata and Sun Pohou under the Five Elements Mountain. The whole world turned into his enemy and wanted to squeeze him into it.

Facing such a magic trick, Guo Kan only shouted: "Come on the knife!"

A sword was narrow and long, and the whole body was blue and prosperous, like a long sword of autumn water, shot out suddenly from the ground.

Guo Kan grabbed the hilt of the dark green shark skin of the long sword, and a sword rainbow that penetrated the world rose in his palm.

One sword! Cut the world!

"My heart is like a knife, everything cannot enter! With what kind of heart there is nothing outside, how can you tolerate my knife intention?"

When Guo Kan got the long sword, thousands of giant beasts roared out of his body. Yan Jifeng smiled and shouted, "What a skill to kill the sky! Let me see if you can really kill my heaven and my way!"

Everyone's expressions on the platform changed drastically. The two masters of Han and Mongolian fought fiercely, with only three moves in front and after, but each move exceeded their imagination. They had never even thought that martial arts could be cultivated to this level.

At this moment, a strange scene that will never be forgotten in everyone's eyes suddenly appeared in the eyes of the world. The sun and moon rise in the world, the day and night alternate, and the magical and magnificent place even surpasses the nature of the world.

The young man suddenly shouted "Not good" and suddenly stepped behind the White Elephant Dharma King. The White Elephant Dharma King also supported him very much. He hurriedly shouted coldly, picked up the young man and flew backwards. As the distance widened, the strange scene in the White Elephant Dharma King's eyes gradually faded, but more than ten people on the platform seemed to be drunk, dancing and shouting wildly, and soon they all collapsed softly on the ground.

"Is this Yan Jifeng's ten directions illusion? A powerful martial art, only Guo Wushen's sword intent can he support such magical powers for so long, and even break all kinds of wonderful methods one by one."

Even if Yan Jifeng has the magical power of shocking heaven, it is impossible for him to really interfere with the movement of the stars in the world. The strange scene in everyone's eyes just now was not a real thing, but an illusion that arises in his mind by Yan Jifeng's ten directions of illusion.

The White Elephant Dharma King was sweating on his forehead, knowing that if he had not been close to the power of the gods, he would have probably become intoxicated and infatuated under the illusion of the ten directions, and was fascinated by the demons in his heart, and finally danced wildly and died.

At this moment, a gloomy voice beside him said, "God Guo Wu is finished!"

The young man struggled to the ground, and there was still a look of fear between his eyebrows and eyes, but he was not an ordinary person after all, and he could still calm down and shouted: "I will order the 30,000 cavalry ambushed nearby to attack together, so as to keep Yan Jifeng here! Guo Wushen cannot die, especially at the hands of Yan Jifeng. All news here must be blocked."

This young man was extremely decisive, and his orders were cold-blooded and ruthless, and shockingly, but the leader Fang, who had just spoken, said regretfully: "Prince! Don't do such an unnecessary thing. Look at that town..."

The only remaining three people looked up together and saw that the nameless town had disappeared and was razed to the ground by the boundless power. Even a house and a tree were gone.

The young man immediately showed a look of horror.

The White Elephant Dharma King lowered his head and thought of the Sutra of the Tibetan Concealed Demons. He studied Buddhism all his life, but he didn't know if there was really a Buddha in the world who could do such an amazing thing.

Master Fang glanced at the prince, suddenly smiled slightly, and whispered: "Crown Prince, please rest assured that Yan Jifeng will never appear again after this battle."

The prince was slightly stunned, with a consulting intention in his eyes. This time, the White Elephant Dharma King sighed and said softly: "If Yan Jifeng wins a great victory, with his nature, he will definitely kill the three of us. Since he has not appeared, he will not appear again."

The prince immediately showed ecstasy expression, and his character returned to his composure. He reached out and helped the White Elephant Dharma King and smiled and said, "I would like to congratulate the Dharma King. From now on, he will be the number one person in the world. No one in the world can surpass you in the style of a warrior."

Master Fang also smiled slightly, raised his hand and arched his congratulations.

Although the White Elephant Dharma King got his wish, he felt sad and thoughtful. After seeing the earth-shaking battle between Yan Jifeng and Guo Kan, he no longer cared about this false reputation in his heart. He shook his head slightly and replied calmly: "There is no Yan Jifeng in this world and the God of Canglang Guo Kan, I may not be the best in the world. Not to mention Bai Maitreya of the Red Turban Army, I am just the leader of the Fang, and I am not sure that I can win it."

The leader of the Sect Fang was about to say a few words of humility, but the Dharma King Baixiang was not intent on making such polite words. He bowed slightly to the prince and left with a polite manner.
Chapter completed!