In the space on the sixth floor of the mirage, Yin Jian looked down indifferently at Jiang Feng who was sitting in front of him, pointed at his sword, and the flying sword in front of him suddenly stabbed out.

"Boom!"

The seal was broken, and then Huo Ran was torn apart, turning into an invisible force that poured into Jiang Feng's body, and at the same time, seeing that Yin Jian's flying sword was about to pierce Jiang Feng's chest, an astonishing wind whirlwind suddenly erupted around the latter's body, causing the flying sword to bounce back.

Yin Jian hurriedly caught the flying sword, retreated, and looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief, only to suddenly breathe a sigh of relief after confirming that the change was indeed Jiang Feng's unconscious.

"Is this the last resort you use to protect yourself?" Yin Jian sneered, "Sure enough, it's a pity, it's over!"

Yin Jian's face turned cold, and he rushed towards Jiang Feng with a short sword in his hand, wanting to kill him personally just in case. His body was like electricity, and as the sword blade got closer and closer to Jiang Feng's eyebrows, the smile on his face became thicker and thicker.

Just at the last moment, Jiang Feng, who should have lost consciousness, suddenly stretched out his sword finger and grabbed the short sword in Yin Jian's hand, his eyes that had always been closed suddenly opened, his gaze was like a sword, and the moment Yin Jian's eyes met, a clear voice resounded in all directions.

"Thousand Feather Shuttle, Chop!"

At the moment of the order, the Thousand Feather Shuttle erupted with hundreds of sky-high silver rays, like bright silver pillars of light, and slashed towards Yin Jian in front of him.

Yin Jian's expression suddenly turned frightened, and he hurriedly abandoned his sword and fled, Jiang Feng's right hand sword trick changed, and the feather blade turned into a ten-zhang silver dragon, soaring and leaping, swallowing Yin Jian, who was retreating in a hurry.

"Dementor Bell!"

In danger, Yin Jian's pupils shrank, he drank in his heart, and immediately made a seal, which was submerged into the purple gold bell above his head, the bell body trembled slightly, and a deafening strange sound suddenly broke out, like waves, spreading all over the four realms.

The silver dragon was the first to rush by the sound of the bell, and hundreds of blades appeared to disintegrate, Yin saw a momentary opportunity, and six flying swords suddenly appeared around his body, all of which were low-level Yuan Shen soldiers, and stabbed at the silver dragon at the same time.

"Boom!"

When the flying sword approached the silver dragon, Yin Jian suddenly blew himself up the Yuan Shen Soldier, and the six strands of energy were entangled, turning into a storm and constantly tearing the silver dragon on the verge of collapse, Jiang Feng saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly took the initiative to disperse the dragon form, recalled the feather blade, and formed a shield in front of him to resist the incoming sound waves.

After a few breaths, the feather blade returned to the thousand feather shuttle, Jiang Feng stood up and looked at Yin Jian from afar, still holding the flying sword from before in his hand.

"The sword stabbed with your cultivation will be caught by my two fingers, with this kind of strength, who do you want to kill?" Jiang Feng held the hilt of the sword, wiped his left hand, and directly erased the Yuanshen mark he left on the flying sword in front of Yin Jian.

"Are you contemptuous of me with this level of attack? But the way you broke my Thousand Feather Shuttle just now is really decisive, I have to praise you, you are so courageous!"

Jiang Feng looked at the purple gold bell hanging above Yin Jian's head for some reason, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't recall it for a while.

"Then Yin is really flattered!" Yin Jian was annoyed, secretly breathing, looked at Jiang Feng and sneered, "When did you wake up?"

"Just when your Imperial Sword first stabbed me. ”

Jiang Feng's expression was indifferent, the talisman wind whirlwind that blocked Yin Jian's flying sword was the energy he got when he blasted open the sealed door in the illusion, and his soul was also nourished beyond imagination because of this energy.

As he spoke, the vicissitudes in Jiang Feng's eyes gradually receded, regaining clarity, and a smile reappeared on the corner of his mouth, until after the tea was opened, he finally completely got rid of the influence of the five hundred years of experience in the dream.

Yin Jian naturally didn't know that Jiang Feng would give him a chance to breathe because of this, so that he could breathe, but in addition to being secretly shocked, he was also glad that he was alert, otherwise, he would have been seriously injured.

"Have you rested?" Jiang Feng whispered, Yin Jian was stunned for a moment, but saw Jiang Feng suddenly hanging his head with a thousand feather shuttles, holding a sword to kill, and hurriedly flicked his fingers, and then shook the purple gold bell.

"Sound Kill Spin!"

The sound wave was like a blade, spiraling and strangling, the piercing and strong sound pressure reverberated in all directions, the clouds and mist dispersed, Jiang Feng's heart was cold, and a thousand feathers turned into blades, defending in front of him, blocking the oncoming sound killing spin, while he himself cast a thousand feather marks, flashed to the other end, and threw the flying sword in his hand, pointing directly at the back of Yin Jian's neck.

The purple golden bell shook again, and the trajectory of the sound killing rotation changed abruptly, and Yin Jian was protected in the center, and the spiral sound blade was formless and phaseless, shaking the flying sword, Jiang Feng took a look, and a striking crack appeared on it.

"I'm really surprised that you can fend off an attack from a blind spot in an instant!"

"There are so many things that will surprise you!"

Yin Jian scoffed at Jiang Feng's arrogant attitude, and the seal changed again, and the purple gold bell above his head suddenly became larger, and smashed towards Jiang Feng with the momentum of thunder.

The purple golden bell was pressed and smashed, Jiang Feng stood alone, without moving, pointing at a point, and the feather blades flew in the sky, endlessly, all of them slashed towards the purple golden bell like a bell.

The air reverberated with a piercing sound of gold and iron, which lasted for a long time, Jiang Feng attacked with all his strength, the purple gold bell suddenly trembled, and a purple gold dark light pierced through the air from the bell, and it actually collapsed and flew nearly a hundred feather blades head-on, stabbing at Jiang Feng's vital point.

Jiang Feng hurriedly dodged, but his left shoulder was still scratched, he stared at the purple gold dark light, but saw that this thing was shaped like a medicine pestle for pounding medicine, and it was like a sword, swallowing the sword, and the quality was quite good, and then he realized that this thing was the bell tongue of this purple gold bell.

The dark light on the bell tongue flashed, like an electric stab, Jiang Feng was distracted to resist the purple gold bell, dodging like a sword bell tongue, Yin Jian sneered when he saw this, and suddenly raised his hand with a move, and the purple gold bell shrank back into his hand again.

The feather blade attack missed, Jiang Feng had a bad premonition, and when he turned around, Yin Jian had instantly appeared behind him, and the purple golden bell in his palm suddenly enlarged and smashed into his back.

"Ahh

The red light of the Phantom Dragon Forbidden on Jiang Feng's back flashed, blocking the huge force smashed by the Purple Golden Bell, but it was still trembling, and his body flew forward uncontrollably.

The bell tongue is like a sword, looking for a gap attack, stabbing at Jiang Feng's eyebrows, the sword is full of fierce meaning, Jiang Feng threw the flying sword, temporarily blocked a breath, palmed the cash light, struck together, and entered the white blade empty-handed, and clamped the bell tongue at the moment when the bell tongue destroyed the flying sword, but the palm was still scratched by the sword qi.

Yin Jian saw that as soon as this sword finger was around, the power of the bell tongue increased again, and just as he was about to get rid of it, Jiang Feng hurriedly opened his mouth and spit out a spiritual light, hitting the bell tongue, causing his attack to deviate and wipe his face.

Jiang Feng stepped on the feather marks, recalled the thousand feather shuttle, distanced himself from Yin Jian, and looked at him with palpitations, a slight wound on his right cheek cracked, and blood slowly oozed out.

"The 500 years of life in my dream almost made me lose myself!"

Jiang Feng looked at the sword wounds in the palms of his hands, and secretly blamed himself, he thought that he had completely woken up, but he didn't expect that his heart was still in a subconscious delusion.

He had gone through five hundred years in a dream, being in a desperate situation, winning the world, suppressing the demon path alone, and surrendering to ten thousand cultivators, this clear recognition of his own strength made him unconsciously have the arrogance of being invincible in the world, so that he was unconsciously conceited and underestimated the enemy, almost seriously injured, and made a big mistake.

At this time, he was completely sober, Jiang Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, absorbed energy to repair his injured body, how could Yin Jian allow him to be like this, his head hung with a purple golden bell, and he killed again, the sound of the bell bursts, turning slowly, confusing his mind, and preventing Jiang Feng from healing.

Jiang Feng was concentrating on healing, when he suddenly heard the sound of the bell, his mind was unexpectedly moved, and the phantom in front of him appeared, Yin Jian had disappeared, and was replaced by a few beautiful women in thin clothes and light gauze.

They danced with seductive jade bodies, like ripe peaches, flowers and branches, exhaling like orchids, and their lotus arms and jade legs wrapped around Jiang Feng, showing their charm.

Jiang Feng's heart sank, this familiar ecstasy vision finally evoked a long-ago memory in his mind, he instead recalled Yin Jian's purple gold bell magic weapon, and after thinking about it carefully, his face suddenly turned cold.

Yin Jian saw Jiang Feng's clenched fists slowly loosened, his breathing was heavy, he hung his head silently, and stopped moving, thinking that he had fallen into a deep illusion, he immediately sneered, and his heart was indescribably happy.

"Flesh and blood are strong, how can you resist my soul-snatching sound?"

The purple golden bell turned into a big bell again, Yin Jian's hand touched the purple golden bell, laughed and pushed it horizontally towards Jiang Feng, the clouds and mist dispersed, the power of the purple golden bell increased dramatically, and it was unmatched, vowing to knock Jiang Feng to pieces, a shame during the trial of the fifth layer of space.

"Jiang Feng, go die!"

Yin Jian shouted loudly, outside the mirage, the Tianhai Monarch unconsciously clenched his fists, secretly worried, the ancient ghost who had always maintained a good impression of Jiang Feng couldn't help but feel nervous, he didn't expect Yin Jian to hide such a means.

Qin Xin unconsciously showed a proud smile, Yin Jian was a junior disciple of her Sound Demon Pavilion, if she could kill Jiang Feng, such a record, she also felt that her face was bright, after all, Jiang Feng's talent had been recognized by all the ancestors present.

The Heavenly Sea Monarch glanced at her without a trace, snorted coldly, and the soul-snatching sound was almost fatal to a monk of Jiang Feng's age, but he had no choice but to continue to stare at the scene in the light curtain.

In the mirage, Yin Jian's laughter became more and more wild, he had already foreseen the end of Jiang Feng being smashed by the soul bell, at this moment, Jiang Feng, who had been lowering his eyebrows and hanging his head, suddenly raised his head, his face was ruthless, a little crazy, and he punched Yin Jian's soul bell.

Jiang Feng's right fist was clenched, and the blood in his palm actually drilled out from between his fingers like vines, instantly covering his right arm, and the phantom dragon forbidden behind him was also wrapped around his right arm at the same time, merging with the blood lines, bursting out with a dazzling blood light, shattering all the sleeves of his entire right arm.

"Roar!"

The sound of a dragon's roar suddenly appeared on Jiang Feng's right arm, which actually overpowered Yin Jian's soul-snatching sound, and his fist was like a red sun stained with blood, and it bombarded the purple gold bell body with all his strength, making a deafening loud sound.

Yin Jian's pupils shrank, urging the soul bell to resist, and the purple gold dark light and blood light clashed, but they were defeated in an instant, and a striking crack appeared on the bell's body.

"Impossible!"

Yin Jian was shocked by the huge force, and flew out upside down at the same time as the soul bell, a mouthful of blood choked in his throat, Jiang Feng jumped up with him, the light in his eyes was compelling, and his battle fist waved, falling again.

"Break, break, break, break!"

Punch after punch, Jiang Feng's fist was invincible, the more he fought, the more brave he became, the cracks on the soul bell were getting bigger and bigger, more and more, and the sound he made was already low, and when the thirtieth punch fell, the soul bell was like broken porcelain that was barely glued together.

"You're defeated!"

The thirty-first punch fell, and the dragon roar on Jiang Feng's right arm shook the air, and the fist was like a pillar, flashing with blood-colored light, exuding a terrifying aura, pressing Yin Jiangai down, unable to move a bit.

"Dang!"

The soul bell made a last strange sound, and suddenly shattered and scattered, flying into the clouds and mist, and the rest of the punch fell on Yin Jian.

If the power of the fist collapses the mountain, Yin Jian's chest is sunken, his ribs are broken, and he is already seriously injured, plus the natal magic weapon is destroyed, the injury is even more injured, he spits out several mouthfuls of blood, and he is unable to paralyze to the ground, and he is no longer able to do anything else.

"Impossible......"

Yin Jian's eyes were full of disbelief, even if the facts were already in front of him, he still couldn't believe that Jiang Feng would not be affected by the soul snatcher, let alone that his soul bell would be destroyed by Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng stood beside Yin Jian, his chest rose and fell, his snort was like a pillar, and it took a long time to see calm, he looked down at Yin Jian, and his voice was like a cold abyss.

"I didn't expect that dead thief to be a person from the Sound Demon Pavilion, if you don't repair the soul bell, I may be able to spare your life, but it's a pity...... It's a pity!"

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(To be continued!)