Yan Fei's last-minute attack completely changed the ending.

Everything is a slight difference, but it is a slight difference, and it is a huge mistake.

Originally, the fourth elder was sure to win, but in his opinion, the final outcome must be that he cut off the Luo family's junior with one sword, and he barely avoided the Luo family's junior who was about to fight with him.

But the ending now made him feel helpless.

Completely flipped over.

The sword in Luo Zongting's hand pierced his chest, killing the enemy with one sword.

The blade in his hand that he thought he could kill Luo Zongting finally stayed there, only a distance of three inches, but even these three inches could no longer move forward.

The situation is extremely strange.

There was a dead silence. Not far away, the second elder and the other three were still fighting hard, but the sound of their fighting was even more quiet.

At this moment, Luo Zongting and the fourth elders all stared at Yan Fei.

Yan Fei didn't feel much.

Everything is simple and natural. Letting Luo Zongting suffer these is a training for this kid, and it only benefits him and does not harm him.

The more dangerous the situation is, the more he can train his mentality when facing similar situations.

"Zongting, you perform well. You go back to heal your wounds first." Yan Fei spoke softly, and Luo Zongting came to his senses. He drew out the Dragon Roar Sword.

"Okay, okay, then I'll go back first." Luo Zongting was not Yan Fei after all. In this case, even if he was calm, he would not have no reaction. Sometimes, fear is the most terrifying thing.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Luo Zongting's forehead.

He took back the Youlong Sword's hand and was even shaking slightly, just as Yan Fei thought. This time the training was of great significance to him and was also essential for him to finally ascend to the position of the Divine Emperor.

A divine emperor is definitely not something that can be created by just getting some inheritance.

Luo Zongting walked back slowly, his steps staggering.

This feeling of climbing back from the vein of death is not that good.

When Luo Zongting left, Yan Fei was not interested in talking nonsense to the fourth elder. He directly used the "Demon Swallowing Heaven" to start absorbing the fourth elder's cultivation.

The fourth elder's chest was filled with blood. He relied on his strong cultivation to maintain his life.

His eyes were staring at Yan Fei fiercely, his eyes full of reluctance and anger.

He vomited blood in his mouth.

"Ahem, the surname Yan, you are such a cruel method."

"Haha, that's OK."

"You are despicable and shameless, I am unwilling to accept it. If you have the will of a person, you should fight with this elder with real swords and guns. Using this conspiracy, what kind of heroes are you?"

Yan Fei said coldly: "Hero? Hero? I really haven't thought so much. I am already very tired every day to survive."

"You..., what are you doing? You actually want to take away my cultivation. You, stop me."

Yan Fei glanced at the fourth elder casually.

"You seem to be used to giving orders, and others will definitely listen to you. Sorry, I, Yan Fei, don't have that interest. Since you believe that I am an evil god, you are talking to me about heroes and heroes now, which is interesting..."

The fourth elder's voice was extremely weak, and he shrank twice.

"You, you are so scary, you are..."

Yan Fei was not interested in saying anything more. At this moment, the fourth elder's cultivation had been absorbed by him.

He didn't want to ask for the last ones again.

The next moment, a sword element surged into the body of the fourth elder, and the sword element exploded and turned into countless sword energy, blowing the fourth elder into pieces of flesh and blood.

When the deputy sect leader and a group of powerful people from Jiuding Sect saw this scene, they could no longer describe what their mood was.

Even the thousands of gods were already afraid of Yan Fei. Seeing this scene, they were really afraid of three points.

The second elder not far away was still fighting fiercely with the three men of Mangta.

Since it was a fierce battle, no one dared to distract themselves easily, so they didn't know what happened on Yan Fei's side.

The three men of Mangtao used the three-talent killing formation taught by Yan Fei to cooperate with each other and fought against one, making it difficult for the second elder to make achievements for a while.

But just like Luo Zongting’s problem, over time, if the three men of Mangtao cannot gain anything, the disadvantage of insufficient cultivation will gradually emerge. The cultivation of a cultivator is the foundation of everything and the foundation of everything.

Whether it is martial arts or anything, you need to have sufficient cultivation as support.

Therefore, the level of the realm is always the first priority.

After fighting for a while, the second elder could still maintain his original state, but the other two were unable to maintain their original combat power for a long time.

Whether in terms of speed or output, there will be a certain degree of reduction.

As a result, the second elder began to gradually gain the initiative, and although it was one to three, he gradually took the initiative.

Yan Fei absorbed the cultivation of the fourth elder and took a deep breath.

These cultivation levels are absorbed and refined in his body, so he doesn't have to worry about them at all.

After a few breaths, he turned to see where the second elder was.

It seems that although the three men of the Thorns are at a disadvantage, they can still hold on for a while.

However, it was almost done. Yan Fei was not going to waste too much time, so he waved his hand gently, condensed the Qi and turned into a sword, holding a long sword in his hand.

"It's almost done, you three, go back and rest first."

The three of them were already red from their eyes and failed to gain anything. The three of them felt very unwilling to accept it.

However, long-term practice of ruling has made them accustomed to obeying orders and strictly obeying orders, no matter when and under any circumstances.

The three men of the thorns began to prepare to withdraw.

The second elder was naturally unwilling to give up. In his opinion, it was a matter of time to win these three people.

If you can't kill Yan Fei, it would be good if you can deal with the three helpers around Yan Fei.

"I want to leave, hum, it's not that easy."

He shouted arrogantly, and the spear in the second elder waving frequently, obviously he had the intention of killing.

In front of the second elder, it is indeed impossible to retreat just by wanting to retreat.

This gun was stuck, making it impossible for the three men to retreat at all. It is natural that one or two people wanted to leave, but if one or two people retreated, it would be equivalent to sending the others to death. However, it is indeed difficult to remove all three people.

Yan Fei looked at it for a while and said that the retreat was also a matter of team withdrawal and cooperation, which was also a kind of training for the three men of Mangthorn.

After more than a dozen breaths, Yan Fei jumped up.

"Second Elder, the Fourth Elder has gone, you should accompany him on the way."

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