"It seems that I underestimate Dongfang Li, he is not a step away from the so-called grandmaster realm, but less than half a step, decades of madness, although he suppressed his true yuan and tortured his physique, but also sharpened his realm!"

Jiang Feng stood at the mouth of the valley of the Poison Dragon Valley, looking at the competition between the two innate high-grade powerhouses, and muttered in a low voice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

His vision was not that of a low-level cultivator.

As a former powerhouse of the Void Realm, he is already a powerhouse in the universe, and in the boundless universe of the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations, he can also be regarded as a prince.

Even if he has lost the cultivation of his previous life, that vision is still there.

The two innate martial artists were at most cultivators at the pinnacle of foundation building, and the fighting methods between them were actually a bit naïve in Jiang Feng's opinion.

Among them, he naturally saw a lot of real things in the two of them.

Zhen Nanzi's swordsmanship is indeed good, or the swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Sect is good, and there is a charm close to the natural avenue, which should be the remnant of the sword magic power from the Daomen.

But Dongfang Li is on par with him with his bare hands, which is already the upper hand.

Dongfang Li is a swordsman warrior.

His aura obviously has the wildness among swordsmen and warriors, but he doesn't have a treasure sword in his hand, so his comprehensive combat power will be weakened by at least two percent.

Another point, his current injury is actually not completely healed, the yellow spring water only washed the meridians on his body, and did not completely restore his true yuan to its peak.

That is to say, Dongfang is only sixty percent of the strength it uses now.

Dongfang Li only used sixty percent of his strength to fight on a par with Zhen Nanzi, and once he recovered his peak combat strength, plus a treasure knife, he would definitely be able to torture him to death.

Jiang Feng turned his head and looked at the battle between Hei Ye and the two innate powerhouses.

Kurono's huge body dragon flying phoenix danced, and his usually clumsy side now became flexible, and its combat power increased greatly.

The two innate elders of the Quanzhen Sect joined forces, and they were actually overwhelmed by it, and it spat out a mouthful of venom at will that could make the grass and trees within a radius of one meter wither.

"Kurono is this a sign that he is going to open the wheel of wisdom?" Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, if it wasn't for the fact that he was about to open the wheel of wisdom, Kurono's body couldn't be so flexible.

The demon race can be said to be the second race after the human race in the universe.

In ancient times, it was once the co-master of the universe.

The cultivation method of the demon race was born even more than that of the human race, and fifty percent of the cultivation methods of the human race were imitated from the cultivation of the demon race.

Of course, the biggest advantage of the human race is to integrate everything and create miracles, which is why the rise of the human ancestor Suiren clan and the glory of the three emperors and five emperors make the human race the first race in the universe.

And the cultivation of the demon clan is mainly in three aspects, the first is the physique, the physique of the demon clan, the cultivation pole, and indestructible.

The second is bloodline, and the demon clan pays attention to bloodline evolution.

The third is wisdom.

The wisdom of the demon clan is inherently inferior to that of other races, and the cultivation gate of the demon clan must first open the wheel of wisdom before it can completely achieve the realm of the demon.

"If there is a spirit grass, maybe Kurono can completely open the wisdom wheel within three years!"

Jiang Feng thought in his heart: "But if there is a spiritual heart grass on the earth, I don't know!"

When he paid attention to the battle on the battlefield, two pairs of eyes were also staring at him silently.

"Senior brother, he is not very old, he must rely on the elders of the family to enter and exit the Poison Dragon Valley, it is better for us to join forces to kill him!"

"I didn't feel the innate aura from him, the last time I saw him, I clearly felt the aura on his body, although it was a little weird, but he was still an acquired martial artist!"

Ming Yangzi and Ming Haozi are both leaders of the inner sect of the Quanzhen Sect.

In the face of the competition of the innate powerhouse, they naturally have no ability, but in the face of Jiang Feng, who is in the acquired realm, they think that they have been captured.

The two of them walked lightly and quickly approached Jiang Feng.

"Killing intent?"

Jiang Feng's spirit was so sensitive, in the face of the killing intent of the two, he reacted quickly, turned his head, looked at the two Quanzhen disciples, and raised a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "You want to kill me?"

"Humph!"

Ming Yangzi faced this lofty gaze, only from the head of the Quanzhen Sect could feel it, shuddered, trembled, and reacted for a long time, and hurriedly snorted coldly, and was bold: "You deceived others, you can't fool me, you are still an ordinary acquired martial artist!"

"Senior brother, why are you talking to him so much, kill him!"

Ming Haozi has a violent personality and kills directly with a sword.

"I don't know what I can do!"

Jiang Feng shook his head, when he was practicing the third layer of qi, he killed two martial artists at the peak of the day after tomorrow, and it was quite difficult, and in the end, he relied on his luck to complete the killing.

But his current cultivation is already at the fifth level of Qi cultivation.

Entering the middle stage of Qi training, the combat power is not one plus one equals two, but doubled, and in terms of spells, he can also use some powerful combat spells without exhaustion.

In the acquired realm, there is no opponent anymore, even if it is an innate martial artist, he can fight, and only two of them are just cultivated cultivators who have not yet reached the peak of their acquired strength, and to him, they are like ants.

"Die!"

In the face of such contempt, Ming Yangzi also burst into anger, shouted, moved his sword in all directions, and joined forces with Ming Haozi to kill.

"Ice!"

"Agni!"

"Condensation!"

Jiang Feng shot left and right, his spiritual power communicated the strength of heaven and earth, and he who cultivated to a great advance, even if it was an attack on the great spell, it had been completed in a snap of his fingers.

Ming Haozi was less than twenty centimeters away from Jiang Feng, and was quickly frozen into an ice sculpture.

And Mingyangzi was surrounded by a raging fire.

"Shattered!"

Jiang Feng let out a low snort, the ice sculpture shattered, like powder, and Ming Haozi in the ice sculpture seemed to have turned into powder and fell to the ground.

"Senior brother?" Mingyangzi in the flames was desperately resisting the burning of the flames, but his eyes were cracking at this scene.

"Burn!"

Jiang Feng glanced at him, his tone was indifferent, and his voice was like a spell.

The temperature suddenly rose sharply in the flames, and Mingyangzi's body was incinerated into ashes at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, and finally disappeared with the last trace of flames.

"Jiang Feng, you are looking for death!"

The Seventh Elder and the Eighth Elder, who were struggling with Hei Ye, saw that their disciples had been killed with a single move, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

"A mysterious move, actually killing two people in one move, leaving no trace, such a terrifying person!"

And Zhen Nanzi, who was inseparable from Dongfang, also saw this scene, and Jiang Feng completely became a mysterious master in his heart.

The fear in his heart increased: "Withdraw!"

A Dongfang Li had already made him unable to parry, and if Jiang Feng joined the battle, he would definitely die.

Where there is life, there is hope.

He didn't want to die here.

"Run!"

Hearing Zhen Nanzi's voice, the Seventh Elder and the Eighth Elder also came out of the grief and indignation of their disciple's death at this time, and they were even more frightened, and they shouted loudly, wanting to get out of the battle.

"I want to run!"

Jiang Feng has not yet achieved an invincible powerhouse, he doesn't want to reveal too many of his secrets, only the mouth of the dead is the tightest: "Don't even think about running away, kill me!"

"Kill!"

Dongfang Li has not fought so freely for many years, although he has not recovered to his peak, but under the washing of the yellow spring water, the old wounds have been gone, and the blood all over his body seems to be burning.

"Damn it!"

Zhen Nanzi jumped in the air, but was blocked by a volley, and could only return in a hurry.

"Groan!"

Hei Ye looked up to the sky and let out a low snake moan, and the big body of the stone mill jumped out flexibly, and a tail swept across, blocking the way of the two innate powerhouses.