The fire dragon hit the water curtain wall and made a hissing sound.

Then the huge white mist dissipated.

Countless water vapor turns into steam, and water and fire collided together, which produced this effect.

At this time, on a hill in the distance, two people were watching the battle.

Lu Yongchang smiled and said, "I really couldn't imagine how long it took Jiang Feng? He had already understood Gui Yijian. Haha, I thought he would have to comprehend for another ten or eight years, but I didn't expect that it was only a few months? Three months! It's so amazing, so amazing!"

"I said, Lao Xiang, this Jingwu Palace... is not right! It should be said that there seems to be no one in this Tianjin Palace before, so he can be like Jiang Feng?"

Xiang Taihe smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Aren't you talking nonsense? I guess... Jiang Feng's talent, that is, the original ancestor god Chang Maoshi, can match. Even me... is probably far inferior to me!"

Lu Yongchang smiled and said, "Haha, I want me to tell you, maybe the original ancestor god Chang Mao might not be able to be more talented than Jiang Feng. Of course, it is certain that the genius Chang Maoshi is powerful. I am talking about the single-wheel talent!"

"I think if Jiang Feng stood in the position of Master Chang Mao and created a set of shocking sword techniques, and let the ancestor god Master Chang Mao come to comprehend, it might not be faster than Jiang Feng's comprehending!"

"If I want to tell you, if this kid is given room to grow... Maybe he really is possible to become the fifth Taoist god after the Palace Master of the Four Heavenly Palace!"

"Dao God...is it really like this?" Xiang Taihe couldn't help but feel a little fascinated when he heard this.

And his eyes also seemed to have a look called longing.

At this time, the battle between Jiang Feng and Xing Hesong was in full swing.

Water and fire converge together, and a large amount of white mist is burned out.

And this white mist also blocked the two people's vision.

But Jiang Feng is not unable to do anything.

Another sword was sealed in his hand, and countless sword-intention dragon swords hung around him again. Countless white mists were blown away by the sword-intention tornado again, and then Xing Hesong's figure was revealed.

At this time, Xing Hesong had approached a distance of ten feet in front of Jiang Feng, and then his sword had stabbed Jiang Feng's shoulder.

If Jiang Feng's movement of blowing away the white mist was a little slower just now, I'm afraid Jiang Feng could already feel the coldness coming from the opponent's sword at this time.

Jiang Feng also raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it out obliquely.

clang!

A crisp sound.

Xing Hesong retreated rapidly.

A touch of bright red appeared on Xing Hesong's shoulder.

Then, the clothes turned red with blood.

Jiang Feng's sword just now stabbed Xing Hesong in the shoulder. The sword in Xing Hesong's hand could no longer be held and fell to the ground.

Just one move!

Before, Xing Hesong found that he could not suppress Jiang Feng. So he decisively took advantage of the heavy fog and wanted to get close to him and successfully attacked him.

Unfortunately, Jiang Feng's reaction was too fast, and then... Jiang Feng's response was too fast.

Just one move!

Defeat the enemy with one move!
Chapter completed!