The division realm has far surpassed the realm in terms of spiritual power and true meaning, and the combat power it exerts is not a simple superposition, facing five battles with the early stage of the division realm, its difficulty is more terrifying than the twenty battles at the peak of the realm realm.

When Feng Jianfei's long sword sank into the body of the last opponent, he fell with the other party, squandered and empty spiritual power, and his body that had already been overdrawn fell weakly on the stage, blood obscured his vision, and his world could not see anything else except a piece of blood.

People gathered and dispersed, another day passed, and a group of leisurely people began to look forward to the last battle tomorrow, and this opponent also had a lot of fierce reputation in the division realm, far from being comparable to ordinary spirit masters.

After the end of the battlefield, Feng Jian Fei's difficult operation power was used to regulate breathing, and the transformed spiritual power began to moisten the dried meridians, and forcibly maintained the sobriety of consciousness with strong spiritual power.

The breath gradually evened out, but his face was still as pale as white paper, for so many days, he didn't know how much blood he had shed, although the spiritual power could be restored, but the weakness of the body could not be recovered in a while.

As always, eating the food sent by Qin Feng, after a simple exchange, several people left the battle platform with sincere blessings to Feng Jianfei, and handed over the time to him to arrange.

As Ming Yixiao said, the current battle is the limit that Feng Jian Fei has reached, and it has also achieved its purpose, there is no need for the last battle to continue, and the difficulty of the last battle is nine deaths.

But Feng Jianfei chose to continue, in the dark, he had a very wonderful feeling that this life-and-death battle had a reason to continue.

Death Purgatory, the No. 1 battlefield, the circular grandstand was full, many people persevered from the first day to the last day, just to witness the growth of this teenager, and many people came for the legendary battle on the tenth day.

In any case, if he can live until the tenth day, this young man also deserves the attention of all forces, although the Xingyue mask shields all investigations, but the amazing performance of these days is an indisputable fact.

Ming Yixiao looked at the information in his hand repeatedly, the more he looked at it, the more confused he became, and said lightly: "No matter how you look at it, he doesn't have any chance of winning!"

Mu Xunyi, in the middle of the master realm, the closed disciple of the spiritual analysis master An Yu, got the true inheritance of An Yu, and then somehow, brutally killed the senior brother, betrayed the door wall, under his hands, it was not a simple life and death, but a complete torture and killing, everyone who fell into his hands was like experiencing a nightmare, even if he survived, he was physically and mentally disabled, for this reason, he won the title of an extreme blade, representing the ultimate killing blade.

Qin Feng nodded approvingly, and said with some seriousness: "That's true, the gap between the two great realms is a big disadvantage, and Mu Xunyi already has a strength far beyond the same level, and that one-handed spiritual analysis technique is even more terrifying, and there is no hope in visual inspection!"

"Brother Feng, what should I do then?" Qi Yunye asked with a worried face, since you know that it is a dead end, then you still arrange such an opponent for him!

Yan Tong was surprised to arrange the task in hand, Qin Feng dared to do this, there must be his backhand, even if he didn't have a fifty percent chance of winning, there would definitely be a glimmer of life.

"Unless he can break through himself again, there is no chance of winning!" Qin Feng said clearly, he didn't have a lot of confidence in this battle, but Feng Jianfei's abnormal attitude really surprised him, was it hot-headed? Or was it thoughtful? Feng Jianfei, don't really play too much, otherwise I won't be able to explain!

"Break through yourself?" Ming Yixiao shook his head lightly, it sounded very simple, but in fact, it was the most impossible thing, Feng Jian Fei had only undergone a round of transformation, even if he had great potential, if he wanted to break through again in a short period of time, it would be difficult to ascend to the sky, and said lightly: "You should be clear that once Mu Xunyi steps into the battle platform, no one can stop this battle!"

Qin Feng looked at the young man on the stage, his thin body revealed a resoluteness, maybe he could really succeed!

A stream of spiritual sense passed, Qin Feng suddenly looked sideways at the private room next to him, according to Tianwu Lingyu's reaction, he could almost determine the identity of the other party, a hint of a smile appeared on his face, and he sighed lightly: She is actually here, it seems that there is still hope!

Mu Xunyi stepped onto the battle platform, stretched out his hand to pick up the long and scattered hair, revealing his delicate face, tore off a strand of cloth from his shirt with one hand, tied the scattered long hair behind him, looked up at the young man not far away, and asked softly: "It looks quite young, how old are you?"

"Sixteen!" Feng Jianfei said lightly.

"Sixteen! I'm so young, I think I was still studying at that time, and I was scolded by my master every day!" Mu Xunyi said with some nostalgia, but unfortunately everything couldn't go back, he sighed slightly, his eyes began to turn cold, and he said with a hint of coldness: "Are you ready to meet the fear of death?"

Feng Jianfei stepped slightly sideways, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and nodded silently. I saw Mu Xunyi disappear in place in an instant, a figure suddenly swept in, the crystal blade fell from the sleeve into the right hand, turned slightly, stuck the hilt of the sword, and waved lightly with a trace of cold light in his left hand.

Feng Jianfei quickly retreated, his eyes glanced at the torn shirt on his chest, pulled out his long sword with his backhand, and looked at the double blades in Mu Xunyi's hands glowing with cold light, sharp and fast, so that he didn't dare to be careless at all.

"It's not what I want to do to bully children, but I can't help it, I haven't been stained with blood for a long time, which makes me very uncomfortable!"

Mu Xunyi flashed one after another, the double blades beat flexibly in his hands, and the faint cold light passed by the skin of Feng Jian Fei, the skin cracked, and the blood bloomed.

Feng Jianfei's gaze was slightly cold, the long sword in his hand rotated, and the surging power interrupted Mu Xunyi's attack, is this the speed? It was so fast that he couldn't react, and his speed had to be limited.

The spiritual power spread, the cold air of the battle platform gradually grew, and the thin ice crystals condensed, and the zero domain expanded.

Mu Xunyi's face showed a strange smile, nodded to his feet, and avoided the interference of the Zero Domain with a delicate step, the double blades in his hands intersected with the long sword at great speed, one blade made the sword, and the other blade traveled around the left arm of the maple stream, just in an instant, countless wounds cracked on the arm, each scar covered the meridians, as long as it was one point deeper, the arm would not be able to operate spiritual power.

Feng Jianfei retreated again, two sword lights slashed back Mu Xunyi's pursuit, looking at the bloody left arm, the chill in his heart was even worse, the other party seemed to be able to penetrate the flow of spiritual power, and could react before the power condensed, which was indeed incredible.

The spiritual power is vertical and horizontal, the cold air in the air condenses into water droplets, the long sword in his hand lights up with black and white light, and the whole person turns into a ghostly light, and the place where the sword light stirs is full of vitality.

"Morning dew!"

Mu Xunyi looked at this exquisite sword move, and the law of spiritual power circulation came into his eyes in detail, it was really a perfect sword style, but it was a pity that the person who used it was too weak, so that it was full of flaws.

His body swayed, the extreme blade in his hand rotated at the fingertips, dissecting the flow of spiritual power, and safely split the sword light in two, sticking to his body and moving away, the extreme blade fell, and swam towards Feng Jianfei's body again.

The maple stream flew back with a long sword, and the star power of his left hand gathered, and with the covered star power, he swung away the extreme blade that pierced into the skin, and a "star annihilation" blasted out without hesitation.

Mu Xunyi's body turned, turned over to avoid this blow, and looked at Feng Jianfei's approaching move again, the double blades were entangled, and all the incoming power was disintegrated, one blade held the long sword, and the other hand held the extreme blade, and Feng Jianfei hit a hard punch, and under the collision of power, the two retreated.

Feng Jian Fei paused to stabilize his body, feeling the power transmitted by Mu Xunyi, which is not much different from ordinary spirit masters, so the most terrifying thing about him is the analysis of spiritual power, he can quickly judge the loopholes in the opponent's moves, and disintegrate the power he carries, which is really a helpless skill.

So as long as my speed can be faster than your reaction, can you still analyze it? Feng Jian Fei converted his spiritual power into star power, and the "Star Shadow" unfolded, and his figure was instantly lost on the battle platform, and the swirling sword light bloomed beside Mu Xunyi.

"Don't think of the Spiritual Analyst as simple!" Mu Xunyi's body made an incredible twist, perfectly avoiding Feng Jianfei's extremely fast sword, and the extreme blade inserted his arm with his backhand, provoking upwards along the meridians.

......The sharp pain in his hand made him gasp, and at this moment, his pain seemed to be magnified several times, making him a little unable to hold the long sword in his hand.

The figure flashed extremely quickly, staggering Mu Xunyi's extreme blade, his left hand was concentrated, and a "starfall" avoided him, feeling the severe pain and numbness of the arm, and quickly condensed his fingers to seal the meridians.

Mu Xunyi turned the extreme blade in his hand, the dancing cold light was wrapped in an orderly manner on his fingertips, and he chuckled: "It seems that you have a certain misunderstanding of the spiritual analyst, the spiritual analyst can not only analyze the flow of spiritual power, but also analyze the essence of spiritual power, as a senior spiritual analyst, what you feel is not the spiritual energy gushing from heaven and earth and the spiritual power that is formed, but a more microscopic spiritual child." ”

"What I see in my eyes is the spirit son of the sky, its operation, its construction are all in my observation, the spirit child in your body is very special, it is constantly undergoing qualitative changes, and the law of operation is almost perfect, this makes me very interested, I just want to dissect you inch by inch, to see what secrets exist in your body!"

Mu Xunyi's face showed a paranoid smile, as a spirit analyst, he has a crazy desire to explore the nature of spirits, and the pursuit of truth is the only belief he has in life.

The spiritual power was surging, and the power in the Zero Domain was isolated by him by mysterious means, and the twin blades in his hands shone with a faint cold light, and his eyes revealed a bloodthirsty gaze, looking at Feng Jianfei's thin body, as if looking at a natural artistic body.

Qin Feng turned his head to look at Yan Tong and asked lightly, "What is that double-bladed thing in his hand?"

"One of the ten spiritual weapons of the spirit analyst, the Extreme Twilight Blade, referred to as the extreme blade, is rumored to be cast from the cold iron of the North and South Poles, tempered by the north and south auroras, the double blades are extremely sharp, and can freeze the flow of the opponent's spiritual power under the cover of spiritual power, which is the dream weapon of the spiritual analyst. Yan Tong replied flatly, Originally, this weapon had been recovered from purgatory, but in the battle of life and death, the participants had to be equipped with the original weapons, which made Mu Xunyi regain his grip on the blade.

The weapons in the world are divided into mortal weapons and spiritual weapons, the difference is that spiritual weapons have spirits and can grow, and the day when mortal weapons are cast, the grade is already doomed, unless they are promoted to spiritual weapons, the grade will never change.

Mortal weapons and spiritual weapons have the same level, divided into six grades: mortal martial arts, earth dust, heavenly xuan, spiritual dao, saint, and god, and the burning ember and the extreme twilight blade belong to the heavenly Xuan level, and most of the legendary ancient artifacts are located in the two grades of spiritual dao and holy weapons, as for the artifact, there are few in the world.

Qin Feng's gaze fell on the stage again, Extreme Blade Mu Xunyi! It's really not simple, even Camwuce can't affect him, it can be seen that his spiritual analysis ability is extremely terrifying, Feng Jian Fei, how can you break this deadlock!

The figure floated, the cold light swam, the thin young man couldn't make a trace of resistance at all, the long sword in his hand fell off weakly, and the double blades fell down from the left and right sides at the same time, submerged into the flesh and blood, and slashed lightly along the main spiritual path, and in an instant, the red blood rolled out, and the slender wounds were all over the body......