The man in black robe looked at the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand, his eyes full of incredible expressions.

His black sickle was made of extremely evil demon iron. Although it has not reached the level of magic weapon, because of the unique corrosiveness of magic weapons, the black sickle is not only powerful but not magic weapon-level weapons, except for the lack of spells.

In his impression, from the day he got the black scythe, he had not met an opponent in weapons.

But he never thought that the black sickle he was proud of would be knocked away by the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand!

Thinking of this, the man in black robe said angrily: "Hmph, I underestimate you a little. The giant sword in your hand is good, and it can actually knock my God of Death Scythe away. Now, I have changed my mind. As long as you hand over the giant sword in your hand, I can make you die more happily."

Hearing the man in black robe, Zhang Yifeng smiled disdainfully and said, "It seems that the subordinates of the twenty-two princes are all mentally retarded, but they don't speak with their brains."

When the twenty-two prince heard this, his face turned cold: "Ghost Li, I haven't taken action for a long time. Are you old? Let me see your true skills? If even Zhang Yifeng can't deal with it, what qualifications do you have to continue to follow me?"

Hearing the words of the twenty-two princes, the man in the black robe shook slightly, and then he waved his hand, and the scythe of death appeared in his hands instantly.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will capture him for you now!"

As he said that, the man in black roared angrily, and the scythe of death in his hand pointed at Zhang Yifeng from afar and said, "Boy, I want to use your head to wash away the humiliation I just suffered!"

After the words came, the black demonic energy surged out of the man in black robe, and the scythe of death in his hand rose into the black demonic flame.

The next moment, the man in black robe slightly tapped his toes and his body soared into the air. He held the sickle of death tightly and attacked Zhang Yifeng's neck.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng looked solemn. His right hand holding the Sky Seal shaking slightly. The Sky Seal instantly made a controversial sound.

Clam!

After a crisp sound, the golden light of the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand rose sharply, and the majestic momentum it exuded instantly overwhelmed the magic flame of the man in black robe.

Not only that, the moment when the golden light and the black demonic energy met, the demonic energy actually made a crackling sound, as if it was burned.

"This is…so spectacular!"

"Zhang Yifeng seems to have the advantage!"

In the sight of the spectators, the golden light was like a prairie fire, constantly eroding the demonic energy and purifying the demonic energy.

The demonic energy is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the golden light is constantly expanding forward.

According to the posture in front of him, Jin Guangda had the intention to completely swallow the demonic energy.

"ah!"

Almost the moment the golden light appeared, the man in black robe screamed in shock and said in a trembling voice: "You, are you a Buddhist?"

In the Lingyue Continent, the demon cultivator is very powerful, but the demon cultivator also has natural enemies, that is, the Buddhists.

The demonic energy cultivated by the demon cultivator is more dark and evil, but the Buddhists are just the opposite. They control the purest and brightest energy in the world. The Buddha light they cultivate is born with extremely powerful anti-demonic energy.

In front of Buddhists, the demon cultivator is like an angel with broken wings, and has inherent disadvantages.

The golden light that Zhang Yifeng just released just now contains a trace of sacred attributes, which is one of the characteristics of Buddha light.

Therefore, the man in black robe regarded Zhang Yifeng as a Buddhist practitioner who practiced Buddhist techniques.

Facing the questioning of the man in black robe, Zhang Yifeng just smiled coldly, but he had no intention of explaining, because just now, he felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power coming from the pit on the ground.

Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power, he instantly understood that the explosion just now did not kill Wanyan Xiarong.

"We must fight quickly, otherwise I will be in danger when Wanyan Xiarong recovers."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng shouted lightly, and actually used a mysterious sword move to attack the man in black robe.

The man in black robe was waiting for Zhang Yifeng's explanation, but he never expected that Zhang Yifeng would not play according to common sense and attack him actively!

The man in black robe suddenly became furious and roared: "Bastard, since you want to die, I will help you!"

However, although he said this, he seemed extremely cautious in the face of Zhang Yifeng's attack.

Because he was shocked to discover that although Zhang Yifeng's spiritual power was far inferior to him, every sword attack produced by Zhang Yifeng contained a trace of energy that could pose a huge threat to him.

He had a feeling that if he was hit by that energy, he would be seriously injured.

After understanding this, the man in black robe suddenly had the urge to vomit blood. This hateful guy was obviously not as strong as him, but it was difficult for him to take him down in a short period of time.

What made him even more ashamed was that not only did he have no choice but to deal with Zhang Yifeng, but he was constrained everywhere and always had to guard against dangers from Zhang Yifeng.

Thinking of the big talk he said in front of the twenty-two princes, the man in black robe couldn't help but become impatient.

"No, the twenty-two princes are already very dissatisfied with me. If I can't take him down, it will be troublesome."

Thinking of this, a ruthless look appeared in the eyes of the man in the black robe. He waved his hand and the black robe disappeared instantly. A set of black textured armor appeared on him.

"Boy, you are proud enough to force me to sacrifice the Demon King's armor."

"But that's all you have ended with. You have successfully angered me. Please bear the anger from the Demon King!"

After Gui Li finished speaking, he completely gave up his defense and allowed the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand to attack his chest.

Bang!

With a loud noise, Gui Li's body was beaten backwards by Zhang Yifeng.

In the air, Gui Li spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and the blood instantly dyed the mask on his face red, making him look even more ferocious.

Everyone around them took a breath of air when they looked at this scene, and almost everyone's eyes became solemn when they looked at Zhang Yifeng.

"I'm going? I was knocked away directly? I just brag about the bull market and was knocked away? Is this Zhang Yifeng so powerful?!"

"Yes, this Zhang Yifeng is too powerful. He is actually not even a cultivator at the ninth level of the out-of-body stage, but he only has the fifth level of the out-of-body stage cultivation. This is too perverted."

"A person like this must not be an enemy of him. It's simply terrible!"

In the matchup just now, based on the fluctuations of spiritual power, many people have discovered Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level.

It is precisely because of this that they feel extremely shocked.

The more you go against the enemy, you are already the pride of heaven. This is the first time they see you against the enemy with the fourth level!
Chapter completed!