"I knew you wouldn't sit still and wait for death!" Qiu Feng showed a cold look, looking at the Taoist techniques that were raining down on him and the various killing moves that followed, even he felt a trace of pressure that he had not seen for a long time.

"Qingqiu Fushu, I didn't expect that you would still fight against my abyss even after death!" Qiu Feng looked at the old acquaintance in the distance, with a colder look on his face.

Qingqiu Fushu, the most genius leader of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, was the man who led the Qingqiu Clan to its peak in the First Era. He was as witty as a demon.

During the multi-front battle in the abyss of the First Era, when there was a stalemate with the demon clan, Qingqiu Fushu acted as the demon clan's strategist, leading the demon clan with simple limbs and developed minds to block their attack, and even had the strength to counterattack.

It caused huge losses to them!

However, even though this guy is a monster, he is not cold and heartless. In other words, this guy is a monster who pays great attention to emotions.

Even though he protected his weakness, that is, his family, they still found an opportunity to seize it. They used it as a threat to make Qingqiu Fushu surrender.

But Qingqiu Fushu is not a fool. Once he surrenders, his life, the lives of his family, and the lives of millions of monsters will all be ruined here.

So he reached an agreement with the Abyss Army and went alone to a place to fight a life and death envoy of the Abyss. If Qingqiu Fushu won, he could take his family away, but if the Abyss side won, Qingqiu Fushu would take it.

Baptism in the abyss and become an abyss monk!

And the one who confronts Qingqiu Fushu is Qiu Feng!

But what Qiu Feng didn't expect was that Qingqiu Fushu, who had always appeared to the world as a wise man, was actually a ninth-level monk! He was also one of the best!

This wrong judgment directly caused Qiu Feng to die on the spot and return to the embrace of the abyss. However, Qiu Feng, who had a trace of eternal characteristics, could not be killed so easily. At that time, Qingqiu Fushu did not have the time to fully communicate with Qiu Feng.

It's wasted there.

Because regardless of winning or losing, Abyss had no intention of letting Qingqiu Fushu leave alive.

Although his family was sent away safely by him in the end, Qingqiu Fushu himself ended up with one enemy against many, killing one abyss messenger and seriously injuring three others, and unfortunately fell into that canyon.

It took Qiu Feng himself a long time to recover, but his strength has not yet returned to its peak.

During the period of his sleep, his status in the abyss dropped significantly, and he cannot get it back even if he is resurrected now.

So Qiu Feng really hated Qingqiu Fushu to the core, but in order to avoid falling into the hands of the abyss, he directly chose to self-destruct with his soul. He died without even a scum left, leaving him with no chance of revenge.

"Just in time, then I will kill you here again to satisfy the hatred in my heart!" Qiu Feng slammed his hands together, and a hurricane raged.

Abyss Breathing Wind is a means of attack, and naturally it can also be used as a means of defense.

The high-speed rotating storm draws the torrent of Taoism to the surroundings, and then annihilates the Taoism with the characteristics of the abyss wind!

Passing over the two who were in a stalemate, the bloody dragon roared and appeared in the torrent of Taoism. It bit Qiu Feng in his mouth and fixed it so that he could not escape. A cold light followed closely and shot directly at Qiu Feng.

The heart of the wind was pierced.

Qiu Feng gritted his teeth, stretched out his somewhat illusory right hand, transformed into a fierce bird of prey and bit towards the spear.

Everyone is familiar with this bird of prey, the ancient ferocious beast Gale!

After all, the blood dragon is just the remnant soul of a real dragon, and its strength is far inferior to that in its heyday. Although it bit Qiu Feng unexpectedly, it is still being broken by it bit by bit, trying to escape.

But at this moment, a magnificent and unparalleled fist fell from the sky, hitting Qiu Feng on the forehead, and smashed Qiu Feng back when he showed signs of escaping.

Qiu Feng, who took the punch abruptly, had a heavy punch mark on his forehead. The transformed body was illusory for a moment and showed signs of dissipating, but in the end he still tried his best to stabilize himself.

"Little trick!" Qiu Feng muttered with a muffled voice.

Although this punch was stunning, it did not cause much damage to him. The sixth realm was the sixth realm after all, and there was such a huge gap between him and him.

Even though the strength he can exert now is not much, it is like the early stage of the eighth realm. But this is also the eighth realm. With the abyss breath wind as his natal divine object, and the law of wind blessing his body, it will never be possible for the sixth realm monks.

Provocation!

But Zhou Zuixi's punch contained the most powerful imperial energy of the Immortal Dynasty and the most powerful will power of all living beings in the world, but it penetrated directly into his body through that punch and wreaked havoc.

The most powerful and powerful, the unparalleled Immortal Dynasty Emperor Qi is like an emperor issuing an edict, with unshakable majesty. If you want to die, you will not be able to live!

The world is extremely complex, and the willpower of sentient beings that protects the common people is inherently a mortal enemy of the abyss, which is chaotic and eroding everything, and has an extremely obvious ability to restrain it.

With these two completely different forces raging inside the body, even Qiu Feng felt a little bit troubled.

He looked at the young man who still smiled mockingly at him before he fell seriously injured. He really didn't expect that this man could master the power of the Immortal Dynasty and the will of all living beings to this extent. He really shouldn't be underestimated.

"Leave it to you..." Zhou Zuixi closed his eyes and allowed gravity to pull him to the earth without any resistance.

He knows his own body well. Now he can't even lift a little finger, let alone use his spiritual power.

But with his physical fitness there, even if he fell from a height of 10,000 meters, it wouldn't be a big deal, so he simply drank a sip of wine in mid-air and fell asleep.

Either Liangyi and the others kill that guy and nothing happens to him when he wakes up; or the guy wins and he just lies down waiting to die.

When he was drunk, he let the flood surge into the sky. Once he closed his eyes, the worldly world had nothing to do with him.

Looking at Qiu Feng, who was imprisoned by the blood dragon and stiffened by Zhou Zuixi's punch, Liang Yi and Su Youyi naturally would not let go of this excellent opportunity.

Liang Yi's already very weak body is now even more overwhelmed. If the two swords before have hollowed him out, then the sword he is about to use now will be completely overdrawn.

Although this sword is still stunning, it really can't reach the height of the previous two swords.

Su Youyi could clearly sense the physical condition of her senior brother. Although her eyes were filled with distress, she could not stop her senior brother. So she could only make an agreement with her senior brother that this time she would be the main one and he would be there to assist.

Although Liang Yi had no choice but to lose the battle under the insistent gaze of his junior sister, he stayed behind his junior sister honestly.

I saw Su Youyi holding the Acacia Sword upright in front of her, and the golden light group appearing from the center of her eyebrows made her whole body glow with golden light!

The pale golden light made Su Youyi look extremely sacred. Her hair, like a black waterfall, floated slightly, with golden light lingering around the edges, making it even more mysterious and majestic.

Today, Su Youyi looks more like spring dew and autumn frost, her whole body is full of sword spirit, and there is a mysterious circle surrounding her body, making her look hazy and dreamy.

A golden ball of light floated from the center of Su Youyi's eyebrows to the top of her head. The golden light disappeared, and a gorgeous imperial crown fell steadily on her head.

Liang Yi's heart skipped a beat. Although it was not the right time, the current junior sister really made his heart flutter.

"Mortal fairy?" A word came to Liangyi's mind, but he shook his head and threw it away.

The junior sister is much more heroic and heroic than the fairy. If I really want to describe it, the current junior sister can already be worthy of the title of "Female Sword Fairy".

Liang Yi couldn't tell what the pale golden imperial crown was, but he felt the emperor-like majesty of the sword contained in it the most profoundly.

Regardless of whether it was the Wu Guo Sword Heart or Lin Yuan Sword Intent in his body, there were cheering emotions at this time, and even a ray of Sword Intent was faintly separated into the imperial crown, decorating it more luxuriously!

Zheng——

Su Youyi flicked the sword with her index finger, and the sound of the sword was clear and sweet. The sound went out in all directions and spread outside the secret realm!

In the center of the secret realm, a sword-shaped stone is stuck on a rock. After countless years of time, the sword stone has long been dilapidated.
Chapter completed!