Seven-star Sword Master

The silver-winged bird's sharp eyes like an eagle looked towards Lu Feipeng and the others again.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Just as they didn't know that Lu Feipeng had broken through to the Spirit Liquid Realm before, they didn't know whether Lu Feipeng was a match for the Silver-winged Bird at this moment.

As for Lu Feipeng, this was his first time facing off against a demon beast in the Spirit Liquid Realm.

Although he is now a cultivator in the Spirit Liquid Realm, he has never fought with anyone in the same realm, so he doesn't know exactly what level he is at.

Therefore, he was extremely cautious at this moment, and even his pace forward was much steadier than before.

As Lu Feipeng got closer, the silver-winged bird seemed to smell danger. It stopped eating the rice and stared at Lu Feipeng as if it was ready to attack at any time.

"hold head high…"

When the distance between the man and the demon was less than three feet, the silver-winged bird let out a slightly warning cry.

"Pfft puff..."

At the same time, the wings began to flutter gently and rhythmically, as if to express to Lu Feipeng that if he continued to get closer, he would really attack him the next moment.

At this time, Lu Feipeng also stopped, held his sword across his chest, and looked at the silver-winged bird opposite him vigilantly.

He also felt something strange about the silver-winged bird and knew that if he continued to move forward, the silver-winged bird would really take off in the next moment.

The situation remained deadlocked for a while. Lu Feipeng remained in a vigilant posture with his sword drawn, and the silver-winged bird was also ready to take off at any time.

Chen Dongsheng and others who were standing behind Lu Feipeng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Lu Feipeng.

At this moment, deep in their hearts, they all hoped that Lu Feipeng could keep the silver-winged bird.

"Inhale, inhale, inhale, inhale..."

In order to keep his momentum at the peak, Lu Feipeng didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear of leaking even a trace of his energy due to deep breathing.

His brain was working rapidly, repeatedly calculating the distance between himself and the silver-winged bird, hoping to find the best way to give the silver-winged bird a fatal blow.

A series of plans emerged in his mind, but were then quickly rejected by him.

His thoughts became a little confused, but Lu Feipeng suppressed them immediately, and he said to himself:

"Since I can't think of a better way, forget about it and just do it!"

Then the hands holding the knife clenched again, but his eyes looking at the silver-winged bird became colder and colder, as if he was looking at a dead object.

The silver-winged bird that had been confronting Lu Feipeng seemed to have noticed something strange about Lu Feipeng.

At this moment, its heart began to become restless, and its claws rubbed back and forth on the ground restlessly, causing deep grooves on the ground.

The next moment Lu Fei moved, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant like a ghost. Only his afterimage could be vaguely seen in the air.

"Seven Stars, kill!"

At the same time, a deafening shout of killing rang out.

And just as Lu Feipeng moved, the silver-winged bird also moved.

I saw its pair of wings, which were originally flapping, suddenly exert force, and its three-meter-long body flew directly into the air like an onion pulled up from dry land.

"hold head high…"

At the same time, a high-pitched cry was heard, and its sound was like light, piercing through the air and spreading to the distance like lightning.

"what……"

The loud roar made Chen Dongsheng and his companions dizzy and their ears tinnitus. After they came to their senses, they dropped their weapons and covered their ears with them.

Lu Feipeng had already expected this scene to happen. The next moment, he suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his figure rose into the air, chasing the silver-winged bird.

"kill!"

As the shouts of killing rang out, a steel knife, which was equipped with Lu Feipeng's full strength, launched an attack on the silver-winged bird.

"Brush brush..."

A cold light flashed, one, two, three, seven!

It turned out that when Lu Feipeng broke through to the Spiritual Liquid Realm, his Seven Star Sword Skills also improved.

Originally, he could only launch six slashes in an instant, but after his cultivation broke through to the Spiritual Liquid Realm, his slash speed increased by one, and now it has become seven slashes in an instant.

Seven swords came at once, and the silver-winged bird was like being submerged in a hail of bullets.

"hold head high!"

In such a situation, the silver-winged bird did not show any panic.

Its claws reached out to grab the human boy in the organization below it. Its face looked extremely confident, as if the human boy was going to be torn to pieces by its claws at the next moment.

Although it is true that the cultivator opposite is at the same level as it, one thing that must be made clear is that the strength of the demon race's physical body is unmatched in the world.

For ordinary cultivators at the same level of cultivation, it would be a joke to want to break through their physical defenses in a short period of time.

Of course, except for magical weapons!

However, this silver-winged bird was too self-righteous. What it didn't know was that although the opponent in front of it did not hold a sharp weapon, he had practiced an excellent quick knife technique.

When the two sides first came into contact, the scene that the silver-winged bird imagined, where the human boy was torn to pieces by its claws, did not occur.

On the contrary, at first a bone-piercing pain came from his claws.

Then it turned into a heart-wrenching feeling.

In fact, the silver-winged bird is not overly confident in the strength of its own body, and it does have reason to be confident.

According to Lu Feipeng's perception, when the first knife hit the claws, the feeling from the black iron knife was as hard as hitting copper skin and iron armor, so hard that he had the illusion that it was indestructible.

After the second knife fell, the black iron knife finally broke through the surface skin of the claws, and the blade penetrated into the flesh and directly chopped the silver-winged bird's bones. This is why the silver-winged bird felt pain in its bones.

The third and fourth sword strikes were made, and both claws were cut off by the black iron sword.

The next thing is easy. The claws of the silver-winged bird are extremely hard, but that doesn't mean its body is the same.

With the flash of the knife, the fifth knife was swung towards the neck of the silver-winged bird, but this time it missed.

But it doesn’t matter, there are two more cuts to come, and the sixth ray of light flashes and the body of the silver-winged bird is separated from the neck.

Lu Feipeng had originally given it his all, and he used all his strength in every attack. He couldn't stop the seventh strike just because he wanted to.

"brush!"

The seventh sword cut through the sky.

That’s it. The last knife just cut through the air and cut through the sky.

"hold head high……"

It was not until this time that the scream of the silver-winged bird was heard, but the sound stopped only halfway through.

"Boom!"

The sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground was heard, and the huge body of the silver-winged bird was pressed heavily on the ground.

"boom!"

The next moment Lu Feipeng also landed steadily on the ground.

"Huhuhu..."

He stood there with his hands holding the sword, and from time to time, heavy gasping sounds could be heard from his mouth.

"Tick tock..."

Beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead from time to time. It only took a moment of fighting with the silver-winged bird, but he was already sweating all over.

Just now, he didn't know how powerful this silver-winged bird was. Out of awe for the Spirit Liquid Realm, Lu Feipeng went all out when he attacked.

At this time, the spiritual power in his dantian had been completely consumed.

If someone asked him to launch an attack, Lu Feipeng would definitely wave his hands and refuse:

"No more, really no more, it's really been squeezed dry until there's not a drop left."

Perhaps it was because he had used all his spiritual power. He had tried it before. After breaking through to the Spiritual Liquid Realm, he used the least spiritual power to perform the Seven Instant Swords. In his prime, he could perform it twenty times.

As for the maximum power, of course it can only deliver one strike, but this strike is much more powerful than the twenty strikes combined.

"quiet!"

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The atmosphere on the scene was as silent as a pool of stagnant water, and you could hear a pin drop.

Chen Dongsheng and others had dull eyes, as if time was frozen at this moment, they stared blankly at Lu Feipeng.

To be honest, when Lu Feipeng showed such strong strength before, it seemed like a huge wave in their hearts.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, an extremely harsh sound rang out in the extremely silent space.

"Pfft!"

Along with the sound of someone falling to the ground, another scream was heard the next moment.

"Ouch!"

Originally, the black iron knife could not withstand the spiritual power of Lu Feipeng in the Lingye realm. Just as he was standing with the knife in hand, the blade finally broke.

Lu Feipeng's entire body was limp and he had to rely on his hands to support the hilt of the knife, using the force to support his entire body to rest.

As the black iron knife broke and he had less leverage, Lu Feipeng could no longer support his heavy body and fell directly to the ground.

As Lu Feipeng fell to the ground, Chen Dongsheng and others on the other side finally reacted.

"Fei Peng..."

Chen Dongsheng shouted and ran towards Lu Feipeng in a hurry.

"Captain Lu..."

Ma Chengyou and the others reacted immediately and followed Chen Dongsheng to run towards Lu Feipeng.

"Fei Peng, how are you? Are you okay?"

Running to Lu Feipeng, Chen Dongsheng quickly squatted down, asked Lu Feipeng with concern, and reached out to help Lu Feipeng up.

At this time, Lu Feipeng's face was pale, which was obviously caused by excessive consumption of spiritual energy in his body.

Seeing Chen Dongsheng coming here on his own, Lu Feipeng was deeply moved.

He looked at Chen Dongsheng, shook his head, and smiled slightly:

"I'm not Uncle Dongsheng, I just used up too much spiritual energy, I just need to rest for a while."

"Captain Lu, are you okay?"

Ma Chengyou and others followed soon after.

Hearing that the spiritual power was over-consumed, Chen Dongsheng didn't think twice and reached into his arms and took out a jade bottle.

This jade bottle was distributed by Liu Xiangyang in order to wipe out the group of demon rabbits. Inside the jade bottle were the Soul-Restoring Pills that Chen Dongsheng had saved for himself.

After taking out a pill of Huiling Pill, Chen Dongsheng asked Lu Feipeng to take it without thinking.

Lu Feipeng was not a fussy person. He did not say anything and directly swallowed the Huiling Pill.

Although the Huiling Pill is for cultivators in the Yinling Realm, Lu Feipeng is now a cultivator in the Lingye Realm and the Huiling Pill has little effect on him, but it is better than nothing.

Not long after taking the Huiling Pill, he felt a spiritual energy recovering in his dantian, and his face became rosy.