Ouyang Feng shouted and rushed towards Wang Zhenting and Huang Yaoshi, but he didn't expect that when he was only a few feet away from them, a snap of his fingers and a sharp sword energy flew towards him.

Ouyang Feng paused, but a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

These two people don't want to disturb them.

However, how could he make the other party happy!

As his figure floated, he avoided the attacks of the two of them, and his palms came out together, like a snow-capped mountain looming under the scorching sun, pressing towards the two of them with huge pressure.

Wang Zhenting and Huang Yaoshi's faces turned cold, and the sword moves that attacked the opponent turned direction at the same time and attacked Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng's mouth twitched. Even though he was confident in his martial arts, he had no confidence in taking on the two masters who were no different from him at the same time.

When his hands were shaking forcefully, his domineering palm force was striking towards the two, his body was like a swim-moving python, avoiding the battle range between them.

He glanced at the two of them fiercely, and Ouyang Feng looked at Hong Qigong and Duan Zhixing.

The fierce and domineering palm techniques and exquisite fingering techniques, the two of them have their own strengths, but they are evenly matched.

At this moment, after Hong Qigong and Duan Zhixing had a match, Hong Qigong turned his body and slapped Ouyang Feng with his palm, and shouted: "Brother Ouyang, let me learn your toad skills!"

"Good come!"

He was shocked and Ouyang Feng went up to him.

Duan Zhixing, who had lost his opponent, paused, stood there, rubbing his numb fingers, but sighed in his heart: "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are indeed powerful."

His eyes swam gently and looked at Huang Yaoshi.

He was very interested in Huang Yaoshi's finger-blinking magical powers, and he had the urge to use a yang finger to make a few moves.

At this moment, the battle between Wang Zhenting and Huang Yaoshi came to an end.

Even if the fallen flowers are colorful, they are still riddled with holes and become broken flowers and leaves.

With a bitter smile, Huang Yaoshi put away his sword and retreated. At the moment of retreating, the sword in his hand had been broken into several pieces. He threw away the hilt of the sword and said to Wang Zhenting with a smile: "Zhenting, your sword is indeed powerful."

Wang Zhenting smiled slightly, held his sword and stood up.

Huang Yaoshi turned around and walked towards Duan Zhixing, and smiled and said, "Brother Duan, how about I passed through your yang finger with the snap of my finger."

Duan Zhixing was surprised that Wang Zhenting's sword skills were better than Huang Yaoshi. When he heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "It's great!"

As they were facing each other, silver steel balls or invisible energy kept falling around the two, leaving deep marks. Occasionally, they collided, and made a shocking explosion.

For a moment, the two were not in a position to distinguish.

Wang Zhenting glanced at the two of them, then looked at Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng.

"boom!"

The fierce force burst between the hands of the two, and the fierce gale was rolling around with the two as the center line, and the place where they landed was even more cracking.

The next moment, the two of them took several steps back at the same time.

Just as the two of them were looking at each other and wanted to fight again, a sword light penetrated between them and enveloped them at the same time.

"I'll accompany you two!"

Wang Zhenting whispered, and the Qingming Sword trembled gently, and several sword energy flew towards the two of them.

"What a big tone!" Ouyang Feng shouted coldly and pounced on without hesitation. After avoiding Wang Zhenting's sword energy, a hesitant look flashed across his face.

But at this moment, Wang Zhenting waved his long sword and suddenly came to him, handing it to him with a sword, forcing him to raise his palm to resist.

"Master Hong Gang! Come!"

Wang Zhenting shouted boldly, and he slowly showed his strength from the beginning of the battle. The terrifying aura containing the sword intent was like an invisible sword, bringing huge pressure to Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong's eyes shrank, his face full of disbelief.

Has the other party taken that step?

Before the surprise in his heart fell, Wang Zhenting's fierce sword technique, like a flood, rushed straight towards him.

"good!"

Hong Qigong roared lightly, and a stunning dragon attacked with regret. The fierce palm force flew away, like a long roar of a mad dragon, rushing into Wang Zhenting's sword technique.

But in the next scene, Hong Qigong widened his eyes and saw that when Wang Zhenting was resisting his palm power, his sword technique became as cold as the cold winter, facing Ouyang Feng.

It is like a river breaking its dam, unstoppable, and it is like the howling of winter, domineering and cold.

In an instant, Wang Zhenting's sword actually showed two completely opposite sword intents!

"Boom, boom!"

The energy flew away to find the one. Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng flew backward at the same time. Looking at Wang Zhenting standing in the middle and slowly closing his sword, he was shocked.

The two of them joined forces, and although they reduced their three-pointers, they were still defeated by Wang Zhenting!?

"Brother Wang, tell me honestly, are you already..." After swallowing, Hong Qi said righteously: "Which step has you taken that step?"

As soon as he said that, Ouyang Feng was shocked.

Wang Zhenting nodded and said, "I just broke through not long ago."

Upon hearing this, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng were stunned.

"It's really amazing!" Hong Qigong praised it, but the fighting spirit in his eyes slowly ignited, and he whispered: "It's going to be very happy if you can fight you!"

"So what about innateness!" Ouyang Feng shouted angrily and said, "I will defeat you!"

After the words came, the two attacked Wang Zhenting with all their might.

Wang Zhenting straddled his long sword and finally stopped suppressing his strength.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of sword sounded, a storm-like aura rolled around, not only pressing towards Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng, but also enveloped Huang Yaoshi and Duan Zhixing on the other side.

With a slight lift of the corner of his mouth, Wang Zhenting whispered: "Let's come together!"

After the words came, his body flew towards Huang Yaoshi and Duan Zhixing like a phantom. As the sword was gently provoked, the sword light flashed to look for the one, like the cold winter came, and the domineering sword energy that destroyed everything flew towards the two of them.

The two of them narrowed their eyes and took action at the same time.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air defeated Wang Zhenting's sword energy, but the two of them were shocked.

What a domineering sword!

Before the feelings in the two of them were gone, they saw the sword intent on Wang Zhenting's body change, domineering and cold, and instantly became gentle and dense, like a trace of spring rain that was extremely soft, blocking Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng.

Two swords repelled the four people. Wang Zhenting stood between the four people like a sharp sword that was unsheathed, and his aura slowly changed with the sword intent.

This is...spring, summer, winter?

Is there still autumn?

Wang Chongyang, who was quietly watching from the side, was also full of surprise.

He saw something strange about Wang Zhenting's sword.

It actually uses water as a medium to show a change in water in the four seasons.

Soft, fierce, domineering, and the sword intent of the autumn sword that has not yet appeared...

This is...Swords are divided into four seasons!
Chapter completed!