Seeing the battle in front of him, Ye Xiao subconsciously took two steps back.
"This...this has nothing to do with me, right? I didn't do these things..."
Liu Fei glanced at him, with a hint of anger in her eyes.
"Are you still a man? Do you think that without Feng Wuchen, they wouldn't target us? Have you forgotten how you were treated when you received the supplies just now?"
"If you are afraid of death, get out now! At worst, I will fight out with Feng Wuchen. Today I will let them know that even if there are only two people in Wuhen Peak, they are not something that they can look down upon!"
"Liu Fei!" Feng Wuchen suddenly called to the woman.
"Um?"
"Ye Xiao is right. This matter happened because of me. It is none of your business. Take him back to Wuhen Peak. I can handle these guys!"
But Liu Fei was surprisingly generous: "No! I, Liu Fei, am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Since you and I are both disciples of Wuhen Peak, we must advance and retreat together!"
"you……"
But before Feng Wuchen could continue, he saw Yan Heng leading a group of disciples and forcing him up.
"You want to leave after killing my Chiyang Peak disciples? It's not that simple! Three of my Chiyang Peak disciples died, so the three of you can just pay for it with your lives! The Chiyang Peak disciples obeyed the order and came together, leaving these three people behind.
it's here!"
"kill!"
Seeing the Chiyang Peak disciples swarming up, Feng Wuchen activated his sword intent to the extreme and charged into the crowd.
Feng Wuchen drew his sword extremely fast, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. In the blink of an eye, several disciples who were in the early stages of the Qi Control Realm died.
"I'll fight you!"
After all, Yan Heng was at the eighth level of the Qi Control Realm, and his attacks were much stronger than that of the deacon just now. The fire in his palm actually temporarily stopped Feng Wuhen from drawing his sword.
"Hmph! You are indeed a genius for being able to become a sword cultivator, but you are not the only genius in this world! There is no mediocre person who can enter the Qingchen Sect to practice!"
As he spoke, Yan Heng punched Feng Wuchen with all his strength.
The latter's pupils trembled slightly and he faced him with a sword.
"Ping!"
The Burning Sun Sword collided with Yan Heng's wrist, and there was a crisp sound.
"Um?"
"Boom!"
When the raging sword energy shattered Yan Heng's sleeves, he saw a pair of shining swords on his wrists.
Red glowing copper ring.
"Haha! Do you think you are the only one who has a spiritual weapon? The Lihuo Ring in my hand is also a top-grade spiritual weapon! And you are a sword cultivator with extraordinary combat power. You may be able to support us a little. Those two of yours
A companion would not be so lucky!"
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen looked at Liu Fei in the crowd and raised his lips slightly.
"It seems that you have made two mistakes!"
"What?"
"First! I am not the only sword cultivator at Wuhen Peak! All the disciples at Wuhen Peak are sword cultivators!"
"impossible!"
Yan Heng scolded angrily, "How rare is it to practice swordsmanship?"
Even in the entire Qingchen Sect, I'm afraid I won't be able to find five disciples who have understood the meaning of the sword.
How virtuous and capable is he at Wuhen Peak? There are three sword cultivators?
Feng Wuchenchen didn't care whether he believed it or not, he just continued: "Second! My Burning Sun Sword is not just a spiritual weapon!"
The level of the Burning Sun Sword will increase as Feng Wuchen's cultivation level increases.
Now that Feng Wuchen's cultivation has reached the Qi Control realm, of course the Burning Sun Sword has also grown into a Xuan Sword!
The Xuan Sword and the Spirit Sword are one word apart, but the increase in the sword master's abilities is worlds apart.
Yan Heng was horrified when he saw the sword glow on the Burning Sun Sword flourishing.
"Xuanjian! How could..."
Surprised, he quickly crossed his wrists, trying to block the fatal sword.
"Break it for me!"
The Burning Sun Sword and the Lihuo Ring collided again, and the powerful fire intent and sword energy raged, destroying everything!
Disciples with lower cultivation levels didn't even dare to get close.
"ah!"
Under this huge force, Yan Heng almost used all his strength, roaring so hysterically that his whole body was shaking.
"You lost!"
However, following Feng Wuchen, Feng Qingyundan's three words, there was only a small "click" sound, and the cracks in the ring of Lihuo had been repaired.
Immediately afterwards.
"Boom!"
there is none left
Without the protection of the fire ring, how could Yan Heng withstand the power of the Burning Sun Sword?
"ah!"
A scream was heard, and Yan Heng's hands were all broken. There was also a deep sword mark on his chest, and he was covered in blood. He flew backwards into the crowd.
"Senior Brother Yan!"
Yan Heng's tragic situation frightened all the disciples of Chiyang Peak, and even the eighth level of Qi Control Realm was chopped down with one sword.
Further up, only the True Inheritance can control this kid! ??
What kind of monster is this guy?
At the same time, several more screams came from not far away.
It was actually the disciples who went to surround and kill Liu Fei and the others.
I saw that Liu Fei's spiritual sword had penetrated a certain disciple's dantian.
The disciple's spiritual veins were slowly drawn out through the spiritual sword in Liu Fei's hand and integrated into Liu Fei's body.
After absorbing this person's spiritual veins, Liu Fei's Qi instantly surged, and with one strike of the sword, several more people died!
Seeing this scene, everyone was even more frightened.
What kind of weird method is it to absorb people's spiritual veins?
After killing several people, Liu Fei picked up a disciple's sword and gave it to Ye Xiao.
"What are you doing? Why don't you kill them quickly? Aren't you also a swordsman?"
"Clang!"
After seeing this bloody scene, Ye Xiao's face turned pale. His palm shook and the sword fell to the ground.
"No...I can't!"
"you……"
At this time, Feng Wuchen suddenly swung his sword and cut a bloody path out of the crowd.
He took a deep breath. Although the power of the Xuanjian was huge, the consumption was also terrifying.
The sword strike just now consumed more than half of his spiritual energy.
Seeing that the disciples of Chiyang Peak were frightened by Feng Wuchen's thunderous means, Yan Heng's eyes turned red with his hands disabled, and he roared: "Don't be afraid of him! He is at the end of his strength! Kill him and avenge his fellow disciples..."
"Whoa!"
Yan Heng was roaring hysterically when a sharp sword suddenly arrived.
The next moment, he saw his eyebrows pierced by sword light.
Blood instantly dripped from the bridge of my nose.
When he came down, his eyes suddenly froze.
"You talk a lot!"
"..."
Yan Heng's body fell to the ground, and the Chiyang Peak disciples behind him were completely frightened.
Everyone was stunned, not daring to move.
"Walk!"
After killing Yan Heng, Feng Wuchen called to Liu Fei and Ye Xiao and ran towards Wuhen Peak.
They made such a big fuss and killed so many people that they might have alerted the sect's top brass.
If I don’t leave now, I’m afraid I won’t be able to leave!
The three of them ran all the way to Wuhen Peak Mountain Road.
Suddenly, Feng Wuchen, who was advancing rapidly, stagnated for a moment, suddenly turned around and stabbed out with his sword!
I saw that what was coming towards Feng Wuchen was an eight-foot spear.
The gun is wrapped with a light yellow gun gleam, which is actually a bit stronger than Feng Wuchen's sword gleam!
"Golden Body Realm!"
Feng Wuchen did not dare to hold back at all, so he tried his best and managed to overcome the power of this gun.
And his body, under this shot, retreated several feet away.
Immediately, I felt a sweetness in my throat, and I almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You killed my little sister first, provoked my master behind you, and now you have killed so many of my fellow disciples in Chiyang Peak. You still want to leave? Leave me your life!"
Everyone looked up and saw that the silver spear was blown away by Feng Wuchen's Burning Sun Sword and returned to the hands of a young man in white robes.
This young man is tall and tall, has handsome features, holds a silver gun, and is full of swagger.
And looking at her appearance, she was very similar to Qin Xiaorou, who died in Feng Wuchen's hands that day.
There is no doubt that this person is the genius of the Qin family in the imperial capital, Qin Feng.
After Qin Feng appeared, he was followed closely by a terrifying power of thunder and fire, which made people feel heart-stopping.
At the same time, an angry female voice came.
"Feng Wuchen! Today I will take your head to sacrifice my father and grandfather's spirits in heaven!"
After hearing this voice, Feng Wuchen paused for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!