On the purple thunder sword in Shen Feng's hand, a faint thunder flashed slightly.

The Purple Thunder Sword he refined was probably not a powerful magic weapon in the Heavenly Domain at all, at most it was stronger than an ordinary weapon in the Heavenly Domain.

Under the laws of heaven and earth such as today's terrifying domains.

Immortal techniques such as Source Fire Burning Heaven are displayed here, and they will not burst out with much attack power at all.

The only thing Shen Feng could rely on was that sword move.

This is obtained in the blood-red ring, and it is very likely that it is also a move in the Heavenly Domain, under the laws of the Heavenly Domain, although the power will also be greatly reduced, at least it is much stronger than other immortal arts.

Shen Feng had no intention of keeping his hand at all, and was ready to win by surprise and directly solve Zhao Zhijie's life.

As long as this guy is killed, it will be easy for Shen Feng to control the others, and he can still go to the Xuanjian Valley safely.

The corners of Zhao Zhijie's mouth sneered, and his two palms turned into the shape of claws, and a faint Xuan Qi flowed rapidly in the meridians of his whole body.

As the speed of Xuan Qi became more and more galloping, Zhao Zhijie's body was filled with a wave of powerful power, and he shouted disdainfully: "Boy, originally according to Ge Liang's meaning, he shouldn't want you to die so quickly." ”

"Now you think your life is too long, I want to see today, how do you want me to die?"

The voice fell.

Zhao Zhijie's right foot was on the deck, and a layer of power burst out under his feet, and his figure rushed out like a cheetah, and the distance between him and Shen Feng was rapidly shortening.

The sharp claws grabbed towards Shen Feng's heart, and Zhao Zhijie's killing intent exploded, intending to directly grab Shen Feng's heart with one move.

The disciples in the surrounding miscellaneous rooms all thought that this waste from the immortal realm could not escape the attack of Steward Zhao at all.

This kind of competition is completely pointless.

Seeing Zhao Zhijie's claws, it was getting closer and closer to Shen Feng's chest.

Just the moment Zhao Zhijie's claws touched the shirt on Shen Feng's chest.

Shen Feng's body leaned back suddenly, kicked slightly with one foot, and the figure immediately tilted back three meters away, and at the same time, the whole person jumped more than four meters high.

Zhao Zhijie didn't expect Shen Feng's reaction and speed to be so fast, his face finally showed a solemn look, he looked up at Shen Feng who jumped up, ready to launch a second round of attacks, this time he will completely burst out with all his combat power, in case he capsizes in the gutter, he doesn't even have a chance to regret it.

It's just that.

When Zhao Zhijie's figure also jumped up, his right fist was filled with cyan Xuanqi.

The purple thunder sword with a rich thunder mang in Shen Feng's hand suddenly swung out towards him, and on the sword body as thin as a cicada's wings, the mystery of the sword was instantly condensed.

However, under the laws of the Heavenly Domain, the power cannot be compared to the past.

When a vague sword shadow formed behind Shen Feng quickly merged into the sword body, an incomparably sharp sword qi and sword intent rushed out from the sword body.

Although this style of sword move did not have the brilliance it had in the Middle Realm, the sword qi and sword intent that rushed out from it condensed into a four-meter long sword phantom.

slashed at Zhao Zhijie at a very fast speed.

After feeling the power in this sword, Zhao Zhijie's face suddenly changed, this kind of move has completely reached the level of the Heavenly Domain, why would a waste who had just come from the immortal realm master such a sword move?

Zhao Zhijie, whose body jumped into mid-air, did not have the flexibility to come up on the ground at all, after all, with his cultivation, he could not step in the air.

Urging the Xuan Qi in the meridians to the extreme, green tendons erupted on his forehead, and Zhao Zhijie used all his speed to move his body to the side.

"Wow".

The Phantom of the Sword swept across his right arm, slashing off his entire right arm, and warm blood poured out of the severed limb.

"Ah~" Zhao Zhijie let out a miserable scream in his throat.

When he had to endure the pain and adjust his emotions for the first time.

Shen Feng's figure came behind him, not giving Zhao Zhijie a chance to react at all, the Xuan Qi poured into the Purple Thunder Sword, and the thunder and sharp qi overflowed.

Swing the purple thunder sword in his hand continuously.

"Whew!Whew!"

Zhao Zhijie's other arm and two thighs instantly detached from his body, blood kept spurting out, his adjusted emotions collapsed again, and there were continuous painful screams in his throat.

"Bang!"

Zhao Zhijie, who lost his hands and feet, fell on the deck, the blood quickly stained the deck where he was, the severe pain made his expression more and more hideous, looking at Shen Feng with a calm expression in front of him, he really began to regret it, as soon as possible, he would not provoke this guy from the fairy world at all.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! I'm the steward of the Xuanjian Valley Miscellaneous Room, if I go missing, the higher authorities will definitely hold me accountable. Zhao Zhijie said in horror.

Shen Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Yes, on this vast sea, I can find a reason for your death at will, you are the steward of a miscellaneous room, I don't think too many people will care about your life or death." ”

Instead, he looked indifferently at the disciples in the miscellaneous room around him and asked, "What do you say?"

The disciples in those miscellaneous rooms were frightened by Shen Feng's drastic methods, and after they swallowed their saliva, they saluted Shen Feng as soon as possible.

After learning Shen Feng's name, they scrambled to speak.

"Steward Shen, I am willing to be loyal to you, in the future, you will be the only one in charge of the miscellaneous room, this Zhao Zhijie dares to do it to you without knowing whether he is alive or dead, it is simply a pity to die. ”

"Steward Shen, in the future, the chores room will be up to you, Zhao Zhijie should have gone to see Lord Yama a long time ago. ”

......

After Zhao Zhijie listened to the words of the disciples in the miscellaneous rooms around him, his face turned blue and red for a while, and his mouth kept spitting out blood angrily.

The next second.

The purple thunder sword in Shen Feng's hand slashed across Zhao Zhijie's neck.

This guy's head was instantly separated from his body, his eyes were huge, and his face was full of regret, as if he was dying.

"Release your souls, I will leave a mark on your souls, if anyone dares to resist, I don't have time to talk any more nonsense with him. Shen Feng immediately released the power of his divine thoughts.

The disciples in the miscellaneous rooms around them attached great importance to their lives, and in the end, they could only let Shen Feng leave a mark smoothly, and since then, their lives have all been in Shen Feng's hands.

They couldn't figure out why Shen Feng, a person from the Immortal Realm, could have such a powerful combat power, and he actually used the cultivation of the second layer of the Primordial Xuanjing Realm to directly kill Zhao Zhijie, who had stepped into the third layer of the Primordial Xuanjing Realm for a long time.

Will such a person really be a waste?

Shen Feng put away Zhao Zhijie's body and said, "Remember, if someone asks, it is said that when Zhao Zhijie was salvaging the body, he encountered a highly toxic poison on the other party's body, and in a few blinks, his body melted into the seawater. ”

"Okay, don't be stunned one by one, the matter here is over, and we can go back to Xuanjian Valley. ”

"Which of you will introduce to me the general situation in the Xuanjian Valley now!"