Just when Wen Feixian's flying sword was standing on Wujue's head, suddenly, on the top of Wujue's head, among the nine black incense scars, there were gray lights and shadows flying out.

These lights and shadows converged into a black pattern, blocking Wen Feixian's fierce flying sword!

Not dead!

You can't kill it!

Everyone in the Aragami Sect was extremely frightened, including Feng Qingyang and the others, all of them stood up, no one expected that the Northern Desert Gate would still have such a method.

Wen Feixian was also extremely shocked, and at the same time as he was extremely shocked, a clattering voice came.

It turned out that the white silk wrapped around Wujue's hand broke inch by inch.

A ball of golden light flashed on Wujue's hand, and in an instant, the palm that was originally bloody and fleshy had recovered as before.

"Wen Feixian of the Aragami Sect, ranked seventy-nine on the Jindan list, I didn't expect him to be a despicable villain!"

Wen Feixian's face was hot, he did feel a little embarrassed, under the sneak attack just now, he restrained his unconscious hands with a shadowless silkworm needle, but he didn't think that he couldn't kill it!

"Shura Sword Mantra!"

Wen Feixian let out a low sigh and manipulated the flying sword to slash out again.

The flying sword instantly spewed out Dao sword qi in the air, and between the sword qi disappearing, it turned into a strange scene, only to see that in the void, there were seven holes bleeding in an instant, and the grimaces of green fangs appeared, and then the figures under these grimaces also appeared.

This is a Shura with a bloody sword on his body, with wings on his back, teeth and claws.

"Evil is invincible, you actually want to use this kind of evil and crooked way to suppress the authentic Buddhism? It's ridiculous!"

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a look of ridicule, and he folded his hands together. The great recitation of the Buddha's mantra, the Buddha's six-character mantra flows out, like the sound of the Tao and the sky, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Six strange syllables, like thunder. Constantly recalling in the air, the syllables converge, faster and faster, more and more frequent.

As the syllables became denser and denser, small golden characters appeared in the air.

Om Boom!

These six small golden characters appeared in strings. Constantly jumping, like golden beans.

With the unconscious a point.

Small golden characters shot out and flew towards the blue-faced and fanged Shura.

Those small golden characters, the moment they touched Shura, they suddenly expanded several times. It turned into a big golden letter, like a talisman, and was attached to Shura's body.

And after being hit by these golden characters, the blue-faced and fanged Shura suddenly screamed, flying around in the air, colliding together from time to time, and at the same time, on each Shura's body, there were bursts of green smoke coming out.

A few breaths in time. All the suras are gone.

And Wen Feixian's flying sword also trembled violently and flew back upside down, and Wen Feixian grabbed Fei Feijian. He staggered back a few steps, his face already pale.

Unconsciously recited a Buddha verse, and stood in place with his hands folded.

"Come again!"

Wen Feixian screamed and rose to the sky.

I saw that he flew up to a height of 100 zhang in an instant, and around him, a path of blue light emanated. The cyan light surged around him like waves.

With Wen Feixian's sword stabbing out, from top to bottom. Those waves suddenly turned into three cyan dragons!

"Whoa......"

The dragon groaned, and the sky shook. The earth trembled, and the demonic spirit soared to the sky.

Three cyan dragons boiled down from the sky, twisted their huge bodies, and pounced on Wujue.

Unconsciously folded his hands, he stood in place, his head looking upwards.

At the moment when the three cyan dragons manifested, they unconsciously roared.

"Roaring ......"

A wave of qi exploded on Wujue's body, with Wujue as the center, forming a circle of circular qi waves around it.

At the same time, on his unconscious body, golden light gushed out, and his upper body, pieces of muscles and flesh seemed to bulge suddenly, and the originally strong and well-proportioned upper body suddenly exploded muscles, like a clump of iron bumps that suddenly appeared, making people feel shocked in their hearts and full of explosive sense of power. "Whew!"

The three golden dragons have already pounced.

Unconsciously, his hands waved, the muscles on his body continued to tremble, and his strength seemed to be working to the extreme at this moment.

Everyone held their breath and didn't say a word, their eyes fixed on Wujue and Wen Fei

Immortal.

Wen Feixian leaned over the sky and the earth in the posture of a flying immortal outside the sky, the long sword in his hand kept dancing, and the three cyan dragons were condensed by his sword qi.

The three dragons were constantly stirring around their unconscious bodies. The scene was extremely shocking.

And unconscious, like a dragon-descending Arhat, his strength is fully displayed at this time, and every action has the power to defend the dragon.

After half a cup of tea, Wujue suddenly roared and tore his arms hard.

"Poof......

A cyan dragon was unconsciously torn apart.

And then, he threw two punches in quick succession.

Boom!

Two deafening loud bangs.

The other two cyan dragons were smashed by the two fists of Wujue!

Wen Feixian in the air, the flying sword in his hand flew out of his hand, and at the same time, his body flew out upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and blood spilled into the sky!

And unconsciously, although he defeated the three dragons, the true yuan on his body also showed signs of scarcity, and his physical body gradually returned to normal, and there was no sense of muscles entering the dragon.

In the same way, his complexion became unusually pale.

Wen Feixian flew out upside down, and at the same time as he was about to land, he slapped his backhand, and a true yuan in his hand came out of the shock, and with the power of this shock, he turned over and jumped up, and did not let himself fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Wen Feixian and Wujue fought against each other again, looking at each other.

All around, there was no sound, even the sound of breathing, it could not be heard at this time.

Without realizing it, he killed the third and second-ranked Jindan disciples of the Aragami Sect in a row, and now he is fighting with Wen Feixian equally.

And the other two, Wuwen and Yuwen Slashing Immortals, have not yet made a move......

This battle, for the Aragami Cult, is almost hopeless!

"A disciple of the Aragami Sect. It's all a rabble. ”

Wujue's voice was cold, but to all the disciples of the Aragami Sect, it was a great shame, like a shameful brand, branded in everyone's heart.

Hot pain.

"It's up to you. I don't deserve to say this!" Wen Feixian's eyes were extremely cold, and in the palm of his hand, an ancient bronze tripod the size of a palm suddenly appeared.

On top of this bronze tripod, it is already green, this is patina, because this copper tripod does not know how many years it has existed.

On the face of it. This bronze tripod can't give people any unusual feeling, and even, there is no circulation of patterns, and there is no treasure light of special materials.

But it's because it's ordinary to the extreme. But people can't take it lightly, and the more you look at it, the more different it becomes.

From it, there was a faint smell of desolation, desert, and loneliness.

This is the traces left by the flood of time, and this is the breath exuded by the stories that have happened in this ancient ding.

A thought popped up in everyone's hearts, what level of magic weapon is this?

Is it more advanced than Chu Mengyuan's Xue Hai Aya?

Just as everyone was speculating about this magic weapon, Wen Feixian suddenly stretched out his other hand and grabbed it towards his chest.

"Poof!"

He scratched a deep pit in his chest. Then he reached into the pit and pulled it violently.

"Hiss......"

A piece of flesh and blood was torn apart by him!

Everyone was staring at Wen Feixian. Not sure what the hell he's doing!

And just after he tore open the flesh and blood on his chest, he suddenly stuffed Gu Ding in his other hand into the bloody wound!

As soon as the statue touched his flesh and blood, it suddenly seemed to change its appearance, and the original rusty and mottled case took on a new look, replaced by a dark gold shell. A grimace-shaped pattern emerges on it.

"Ah......h

Wen Feixian looked up to the sky and roared, seemingly in extreme pain. But there is also a hearty feeling full of power.

After the statue was stuffed into the wound, the wound was dripping with blood. A dark golden glow flashed, and after a few moments, the wound was gone, returning to its original appearance.

In Wen Feixian's eyes, a dark golden light flashed out, and at this moment, his aura seemed to climb to the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

"Take your life!"

Wen Feixian let out a low roar, and in his eyes, a dark golden light shot out, and he didn't use the flying sword again, but slapped it with one hand.

Five fingers, like five sharp swords, were cut off at the same time.

"Snort!"

The space trembled, as if it were about to be torn apart.

Wujue threw out the string of Buddha beads again, forming a golden shield around his body.

"Crackle!"

The sword qi slashed on the Buddha beads, and in an instant, the Buddha's light shone brightly, but almost all the Buddha beads collapsed and flew out.

The sword qi slashed at the golden light shield around Wujue's body.

"Poof!"

Like the sound of a bubble bursting.

The golden shield then burst open, and the sword qi strangled Wujue's body.

"Sneer......"

Unconsciously, blood marks appeared in an instant, and the blood flew with the sword.

And Wen Feixian's last sword stabbed out, hitting the unconscious center of his eyebrows, and the tip of the sword did not enter the center of his eyebrows......

Wujue's eyes were still wide, but his breath had been extinguished.

Unconscious death!

The audience was unheard, the skin and flesh in the corners of his eyes jumped, and in his eyes, a vicious light shot out, and he had already had a killing heart for Wen Feixian.

Just when Wen Feixian was about to jump out in one step, Yuwen Immortal on the side took the lead and said at the same time: "To deal with a garbage with the help of external forces, it needs the help of an unknown master?"

Yuwen Chopping Immortal said this, without the slightest politeness.

It can be heard from it that the strength of the unheard is above him.

Yuwen slashed immortals, and could he defeat the Gu Ding Wen Feixian implanted in the body?

"Wen Feixian?" The corners of Yuwen Immortal's mouth curled up slightly, and said: "Your name is Wen Feixian, and my name is Yuwen Immortal, Heaven's will is like this, let me kill you!"

"Is it?Can you kill me?It depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" Wen Feixian sneered, and waved out his hands at the same time, and one after another sword qi instantly condensed, turning into a raging sword river.

And Yuwen slashed the immortals, but he did not have the slightest intention of facing the battle head-on, he sacrificed a landscape map, this landscape map, is a high-grade defensive magic weapon, wrapped around his body, forming a circle of defensive enchantment.

Wen Feixian continued to pursue, wanting to use the power of Gu Ding to kill Yuwen Slashing Immortal.

But Yuwen Slashed Immortals, and he had already seen that Wen Feixian was only relying on external forces, and this external force could not last too long.

Sure enough, after less than a meal, the aura on Wen Feixian's body had gradually receded.

And Yuwen Slashing Immortal, in this process, just kept retreating, although his body was also stabbed by Wen Feixian, but there was no substantial damage.

"Flying Immortals!"

Yuwen slashed the immortal, flew out suddenly, and at a height of dozens of zhang, a light blue long sword in his hand suddenly appeared, and then he descended from the sky.

Yuwen's speed of slashing immortals was extremely fast, even faster than when he had escaped from Wen Feixian before.

"Poof!"

The long sword came down from top to bottom and sank into Wen Feixian's head!

"Ah...... Giggle......"

Wen Feixian wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and in his mouth, blood bubbles kept gushing out.

At the same time, the flesh and blood on his chest exploded, and the dark golden tripod flew out, but as soon as it left Wen Feixian's body, it became green again, like a corroded copper tripod.

Yuwen Chop Immortal grabbed the copper tripod and put it in the storage bag, this copper tripod gave him a very wonderful feeling, it was definitely not an ordinary thing.

Then, Yuwen Slashing Immortal's gaze swept around again, and shouted angrily: "Aragami Sect, but there are still people who dare to stand?"

Aragami Sect, but there are still people who dare to stand?

The sound was loud and reverberated between the valleys.

But no one dared to answer.

The Aragami Cult was defeated?

Feng Qingyang slashed up weakly, and sighed lowly, the trend of the Aragami Sect was gone.

On the list, there are indeed a few people who have not played, but these people are all low-ranking disciples, and their strength is too weak......

And Zhu Gongming and Yuwen Immortal also stood up.

"Sect Master Feng, do you want to continue the fight?" Zhu Gongming's eyes flashed with a hint of smugness, and he asked.

Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly, shook his head, and was about to speak, when a voice came.

"Let me fight!"