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In the end, the intensity of the golden light seemed to completely eliminate the purple light.

The Wuyin Sword stopped moving, and was so quiet that it was held in Jiang Feng's hand, like a gentle rabbit.

Jiang Feng laughed, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Yang Xiyan, who was also vomiting blood in the distance with a playful look on his face.

"Now, do you have any other means? If not, you can give your last words!" Jiang Feng looked at the other party and said with a sneer.

All the onlookers looked at Yang Xiyan and all kinds of eyes showed their eyes. Some were lucky enough to gloat, some were afraid, some were sympathetic, and some were pity.

In everyone's opinion, Yang Xiyan really lost, and he lost very badly.

"It seems that this Chunyang Sect is really over. I really didn't expect that the Chunyang Sect, which has been rampant in our Nanyu Realm for so long, will be today!"

"Hey, it's rainy in the sky, but it's a disaster for people to be crazy! Chunyang Sect has been crazy for so long, but he still has been retribution."

"Haha, I think it's pretty good. Think about how cruel we are to be bullied by this Chunyang Sect on weekdays? Now it's their turn to be bullied often!"

"By the way... what kind of realm is this Gao Shou? He was able to beat Yang Xiyan from the pseudo-ancestral realm like this? Could it be... Is this person really a master in the Ancestral God realm? But..."

"It's been so many years. Aren't people from the Ancestral God Realm long ago without people from our Five God Realm?"

......

At this time, Lao Lingxue, who was standing not far away, was also shocked.

She was also wondering whether her ancestors had really reached the state of ancestral gods.

Before, everyone thought that my ancestor was here to die this time, but now I look at it. My ancestor is so powerful!

I really came to destroy the Chunyang Sect!

......

"Ahem!"

Jiang Feng's blood began to churn again, and then he vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

Now there is no time to deal with this internal injury, and coupled with the constant attack, Jiang Feng always feels that the injury seems to be getting worse and worse.

Of course, if you want to say fatal words, you will definitely not reach this level.

But the blood kept vomiting, which was a bit unbearable.

Now looking at the expression and expression on Jiang Feng's face, he was like an old man who was about to die.

Of course, although Jiang Feng looks miserable now, no one will think that Jiang Feng is very weak.

"This guy looks sick and may die at any time. But why... this move has such great power? Why has this person... never heard of it before?"

Du Yangxue, the leader of the Fantasy Emotion Sect, looked at Jiang Feng with a look of surprise and suspicion.

Li Sugang frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is this true man Gao Shou really a person from the Ancestral God Realm? But... this person from the Ancestral God Realm cannot be casual..."

Speaking of this, many people frowned.

"I don't know if the people from Tianhuo Palace know about this. If Tianhuo Palace knew about it, I'm afraid... this Gao Shou would be even more sad, right?"

Just when everyone was suspicious, Yang Xiyan laughed: "Hahaha...I understand!"

Everyone looked at Yang Xiyan. I wonder why this guy suddenly seemed to have changed.

Jiang Feng looked at the other party and asked in a deep voice: "What do you understand?"

While saying that, Jiang Feng took away Wuyin.

Yang Xiyan looked at Jiang Feng and said coldly: "Gao Shou, I think you are a master of the Ancestral God Realm where you came from, but... you are obviously having the advantage of this, but you keep coughing up blood!"

"You said you used some kind of drug to improve your realm, but you persisted for so long and didn't have a decline... It seems that you don't want to! I just suspect that you are not a pseudo-ancestral realm at all!"

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