Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 445 Same People, Different Knives
"Wind, wind~!"

Nie Feng: (。_。)
Yan Ying cried out in a pitiful voice, "I am your mother! Look at me! That person is bullying your mother!" She choked up several times while speaking, and could hardly speak.

Nie Feng: (。_。)
Ding'an remained silent for a long time, then gave a bitter laugh: "Sister, are you trying to harm me?"

Yan Ying said, "I saw that you resembled my son, and I originally intended to recognize you as my younger brother to alleviate my longing. But who knew you would be so heartless?" At this point, she seemed to be agitated and became somewhat incoherent.

A bitter look appeared between Ding'an's brows as she sighed, "Sister, you've been lying to me all along."

"Ding'an!"

Yan Ying trembled slightly, closed her eyes, and two lines of tears streamed down her face. She said, "I never expected that you would turn the tables on me."

After a long while, she opened her eyes, looked at Ding'an, her gaze shifting, and her face showed deep sorrow. After a long while, she sighed, "It seems my good intentions have been wasted."

Ding An's body trembled, and he sighed sadly, "These are the words I also wanted to say." After saying that, he turned to look at Nie Feng.

At that moment, a dark cloud drifted in from the sky, covering the blazing sun in an instant, plunging the surrounding fields into darkness. Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded, and rain began to fall.

Nie Feng stood in the rain, soaked to the bone, but his crimson eyes were fixed on Ding An, his killing intent almost tangible.

"Is this the Snow Drinking Blade? It's so beautiful," Ding An said softly.

Nie Feng remained silent, only holding his sword across his chest, his killing intent growing even stronger!
“I said I’d have a contest with your family’s Snow Drinking Blade using the Eagle Blade.” Ding’an drew his sword, holding it horizontally against his chest, “but I never expected it to be under these circumstances.”

He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "How embarrassing."

Before he finished speaking, Nie Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his body went from still to moving. A blade of light suddenly rose up and slashed out diagonally!

The curtain of rain between heaven and earth suddenly split open with a "whoosh," like a gaping maw, lunging fiercely at Ding'an.

"Good!" Ding An roared like thunder. Amidst the flashing blades, his eagle-blade slashed diagonally, unstoppable in its path.

when!
A loud metallic clang rang out, the gate shattered with a deafening crash, splinters flew everywhere, and torrential rain poured in.

No, this isn't rain!

Then Nie Feng roared, and sword light flew everywhere. At this moment, every drop of rain was a sword light, and every glint of sword light was a demonic sword!

Ding'an roared furiously, "Dragon Fire Devours the Heavens!"

In Nie Feng's bloodshot eyes, Ding An's entire body was burning red, and a powerful burst of fire energy circulated to his left hand. He unleashed the "Residual Flame Blade Technique," instantly creating a wall of fire.

Dang Dang Dang!
The sword energy and the fire energy collided wildly, like a thousand thunderbolts erupting and ten thousand cavalry charging in. The rainwater evaporated into a room full of white mist.

In the mist, a slashing blade appeared out, silently aimed at Ding An's back!

Nie Feng emerged from the mist and instantly appeared behind Ding An. With a flick of his wrist, a terrifying blade shadow tore through the white mist and slashed diagonally.

Ding'an swung his sword fiercely, the blade's energy spreading for several feet, and flames roared!

Facing Ding Anba's fierce blade, Nie Feng, as if he had anticipated it, leaped up like lightning.

Push off with both feet!

Bang! A straight kick to Ding'an's face!
Caught off guard, Ding'an suffered a nosebleed and staggered backward.

At the same time, Nie Feng tumbled through the air, the Snow Drinking Blade in his hand transforming into a wheel of blades, like the darkness that completely extinguishes the last ray of light from the sun at the turn of day and night, whistling down!

Ding An roared, assumed a horse stance, and thrust his prosthetic hand skyward with a powerful palm strike.

hum!
A water-like aura suddenly appeared, surging and displaying seven-colored patterns and brilliance.

It is the third move of the "Hidden Dragon" prosthetic arm - the Empty Shield!

With a "thud".

The Snow Drinking Blade struck as if it were hitting a huge ball, and the powerful recoil suddenly erupted, sending Nie Feng flying.

Upon seeing this, Ding An immediately rushed forward, unleashing a series of "empty shields" with his prosthetic hand. In an instant, the air waves made a "hollow" sound, sending Nie Feng flying wildly through the air.

Seeing the advantage in his favor, Ding An shouted and unleashed the "Wind and Flow" technique. His body, engulfed in flames fueled by the wind, formed a human-shaped fire tornado, hurtling straight towards Nie Feng!
Nie Feng's bloodshot eyes snapped open, and he swung his sword in a fierce counterattack. The sword's momentum swept across, unleashing a ghostly howl. Ordinary opponents would not be able to parry it; the moment the sword was drawn, their minds would likely be taken away.

when!
The Hidden Dragon Prosthetic Arm and the Snow Drinking Blade clashed in one strike!
Where the sword energy and wind and fire passed, the wind and rain shattered into foam, the pool on the ground cracked, and the bathwater gushed out.

Yeah, it would make Du Xiaoshuai drool.

In an instant, the earth shook violently, cracks spread out in all directions, and the whole house swayed violently.

Nie Feng was blasted away, but he let out a low shout and swung his sword horizontally again.

Having mastered the Demon Blade, he was like a cockroach, growing stronger with each fight and injury, just like Ding An, who had mastered the "Residual Flame Blade Technique."

The Snow Drinking Blade was now as black as night, carrying a strong sense of foreboding and killing intent. Speed ​​was insufficient to describe it; it seemed to possess an eerie, magical power.

In an instant, like a flash of lightning, it illuminated Ding'an's face.

Then Ding'an was seen with flames leaping all over his body, shooting out from his fingertips and hair, flashing on and off, dazzlingly bright.

He suddenly extended his prosthetic hand and slapped it in the face.

hum!
Nie Feng's red eyes narrowed, and he stiffened. Xue Yin was immediately a beat slower.

Seeing that "Pat-Pat-Le" had succeeded again, Ding An pounced on him. While still in mid-air, he used the move "Greedy Fire Rush" to slash down with his sword.

The flames were intense, and Nie Feng was already on fire.

Nie Feng screamed in agony from the flames, but he also woke up. He hurriedly raised his sword to block, but he couldn't withstand Ding An's immense strength. He immediately lost his footing and slid backward, crashing into the screen wall in the courtyard with a bang.

With a crack, the stone wall of the screen wall cracked and dented, revealing a human-shaped pit.

Nie Feng pressed himself against the screen wall, limbs outstretched, his body convulsing. Yet his expression remained indifferent.

With a loud bang, Nie Feng stood up, the screen wall collapsed, and dust rose up.

At the same time, he suddenly spun like a top, spinning so fast that it stirred up a whirlwind on the ground, accompanied by wind and rain, making it impossible for Ding'an to open his eyes.

Nie Feng spun faster and faster, enveloped in wind and rain, his form indistinguishable from the wind.

bass!
The heavens and earth turned red!
Suddenly, Nie Feng charged forward at lightning speed, faster than an arrow released from a bow. He and the wind and rain formed a huge heavenly blade, over ten feet long. The bricks and stones on the ground that passed through it jumped up, were swept into the whirlwind, and rolled around.

Before they even got close, the aura of the blade arrived first.

Then the house creaked and groaned, and suddenly with a bang, the beams and pillars collapsed, the roof tiles shattered, and flew backward in a flurry.

Yan Ying cried out and hugged the broken pillar, her body being blown into the air.

Ding An had no time to pay attention to this "older sister." He looked up, his face grave, and shouted in a deep voice, "Sleeve Divine Blade!"

Indeed, what Nie Feng used was the sword intent of the "Sleeve God Blade" that Hongxiu had left in that drop of demonic blood.

Unlike Hongxiu's unpredictable and bizarre style, Nie Feng's combination of the "Demon Blade" and its subsequent use was like a natural disaster recurring, with unparalleled power!

Dark clouds filled the sky, as black as ink, while a massive blade of energy, imbued with overwhelming power, slashed down from the ground.

Ding An remained silent as he gazed at the catastrophic sword energy, gripping the hilt of his sword and awaiting the opportune moment.

Suddenly, he roared like a tiger, slammed his prosthetic hand into the ground, and shouted, "Water and fire in harmony!" His overwhelming power surged into the ground, and with a loud bang, the ground collapsed, creating a crater over ten feet deep.

Ding An was engulfed in flames, transforming into a giant fireball. With a sudden leap, he flew towards the Qi Blade, streaking across the sky like a shooting star, his voice like thunder, breathtaking and dazzling.

when!
Black light and firelight intertwined, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance and a thunderous roar.

In a flash, figures tumbled to the ground, the two wielding swords and exchanging hundreds of blows. Then, a thunderous explosion, like the roar of ten thousand tigers, shook the platform and caused the ruins to creak.

Suddenly, Ding Anyi raised his hand slightly and enveloped Nie Feng.

"Buzz," it went again.

Nie Feng's demonic eyes narrowed as he saw that the man's five fingers were spread out, and there was a strange, swirling mist in his palm.

Before I could react, I suddenly felt my whole body stiffen. At the same time, my opponent moved like lightning, transforming into a huge fireball and coming at me again.

boom!
Nie Feng was struck by Ding An and embedded in the ground like a meteor, sparks bursting out and scattering like meteors.

"The fire and water are not over yet!"

Ding'an, enraged by the killing intent, raised his long sword high and unleashed a fierce slash, the blazing flames spreading all around as if heavenly fire were descending, pressing down like a collapsing mountain.

With a deafening roar, within a radius of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), mud and dust surged, and sand and stones flew everywhere. A towering fire suddenly erupted, and the earth slid across the ground, colliding with the accumulated water.

In an instant, flying stones and raindrops scattered in all directions, the ground within a radius of three zhang rolled, and the entire dilapidated house collapsed completely under the enormous force, sliding down the cliff!
Ding'an's eyes were bloodshot as he roared angrily, "Again!"

As he spoke, he raised his knife, the flames roaring as he prepared to strike.

Just then, two exclamations were heard.

"wind!"

"Help~!"

Ding An was suddenly jolted awake, the crimson in his eyes vanished, and he turned to look.

Then he saw a lovely young girl in yellow clothes looking at him with a terrified expression.

Ding'an paused for a moment, then looked into the distance, where the cliff was now completely empty.

Yan Ying has already fallen off the cliff along with the ruins.

Ding'an was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale. His eyes widened as he stared intently at the cliff, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Did I...did I kill her?"

Beside the heavy rain, with thunder rumbling in the sky, Ding An was soaked to the bone, his eyes glazed over, muttering to himself, "Impossible, impossible!"

He took a deep breath, and after a long while, he suddenly looked up at the sky and shouted, "No!!!" Tears streamed down his face, and he trembled all over, unable to control himself, until his voice became hoarse and unrecognizable.

boom!
The ground suddenly split open, and a large hand gripped Ding'an's throat.

Nie Feng burst from the ground, bald and black-faced, looking like a madman, and roared hoarsely: "I'll kill you!"

Ding'an gave a bitter laugh while weeping: "Come on!"

Nie Feng's face contorted in pain, then contorted into a ferocious expression as he swung his knife and stabbed Ding An in the stomach!
Second Dream was so frightened that tears streamed down her face, and she cried out, "Feng, no!"

At the critical moment, a voice rang out.

"You two, that's enough."

This sentence was spoken slowly and leisurely, like a casual greeting from someone who has just woken up from a summer afternoon nap.

Nie Feng's body suddenly stiffened, and the knife in his hand could no longer advance an inch.

Then a pair of small boots landed gently on the back of Xueyin's knife.

Hongxiu looked at Nie Feng with a smile, her eyes as deep as an ancient well.

"Is my power any good?"

(End of this chapter)