Shi Sheng looked at Pan Yu and the others with an angry face.

If I can't fight hard, I will collude with evil demons? If people don't kill me, I just give in? Is it possible, I Shisheng must die here?

At this moment, Yan Fei put away the spear, shook it with one hand, and took out the Evil Sword.

As soon as the evil sword came out, the heavens wept and the earth wept.

Dealing with these people, Yan Fei doesn't have such a good temper.

There is no shadow, and the sword is extremely fast.

In Shi Sheng's incredulous gaze, Yan Fei's entire person almost disappeared, leaving not even an afterimage.

The speed of the streamer?

Shi Sheng exclaimed in his heart: "This, this is Yan Fei's true strength? Could it be that he hasn't used all his strength just now?" It seems that I still underestimate him, if my combat power is eight thousand, he is not only ten thousand, but I am afraid that twenty thousand is about the same." ”

Yan Fei's sword, the target of the lock is Hosaki Zhenren.

If Hosomu Zhenren had been fully prepared for Yan Fei, there might still be a glimmer of life, but unfortunately, the Yin and Yang Old Monster and Xing Lin had already restrained his attention.

By the time he sensed the killing, it was too late.

"Oops, not good. ”

Hosogi Zhenma just exclaimed in his heart, and before he could finish the four words, a sharp pain directly came from his chest, and in an instant, Hosogi Majin only felt that the strength around his body had been drained, and he could no longer breathe.

Hosaki Majin was stunned in mid-air, his body shaking.

His shocked eyes looked ahead, about four or five feet away, and the figure had its back to him, an evil sword in his hand glowing red with blood.

"Ahem, surnamed Yan, you"

A sword pierces his chest, and the real person of Hosaki can still squeeze out these words, which is enough to show the profundity of his cultivation.

But that's not all.

Before the words fell, the real person of Hosaki could no longer maintain the pre-control levitation, and the whole person fell headfirst to the ground.

Everything happens only in the light of light.

It's too fast.

"Amitabha, fine wood," the Buddha exclaimed.

The ruthless swordsman holding the weeping and ruthless sword was also taken aback, he flashed his eyes, and the real swordsman was killed by Yan Fei with a sword like this, according to his heart, the ruthless swordsman Pan Yu was sure that he could kill the real person of the thin wood, but it was impossible to be within a sword.

The three of the Immortal Martial Buddha, the Hanging Lamp Buddha, and the Immortal Martial Buddha fought together, and Yan Fei was also selective in killing the Slender Zhenren with one sword.

At this moment, Yan Fei's divine soul changed its target and directly locked the Hanging Lamp Buddha.

Pan Yu knew that if the Hanging Lantern Buddha was also extinguished by Yan Fei, he would be a dead end today.

With a wave of the tearful sword, Pan Yu shouted, and the sword pointed directly at Yan Fei: "The surname Yan, you are so ruthless." ”

Yan Fei was about to make a move to kill the Hanging Lantern Buddha, when suddenly, his face changed slightly.

I just feel that a very strange feeling surrounds me.

This feeling makes people involuntarily feel sad and unable to control themselves. "It's a little interesting, the sword in this person's hand will actually affect the sadness in people's hearts, and it will make people feel sad involuntarily, sad and confused, unable to control themselves, a ruthless sword. Hmph, it's a pity that my Yanfei has gone through too many winds and waves, and I only know everything from my heart. ”

Yan Fei flashed his eyes at Pan Yu, but saw that a sword in Pan Yu's hand, with a wave, the pear blossoms outside the sword body brought rain, and there were bursts of very soft sword light, it was this sword, which gave people an incomparably strong sense of sadness.

"Amorous is always ruthlessly injured, and the sword will never forget!"

Pan Yu did look a little sonish, and the ruthless sword waved lightly in his hand a few times, and at the same time, he recited two lines of poetry in his mouth.

Suddenly, a sword was issued, a ruthless sword, which could cut off the seven emotions and six desires in the world, and went straight to Yan Fei.

Everything seems to be nothing, even a little poignant. In fact, this is already Pan Yu's strongest killing move, the soft light that blooms on the ruthless sword is the unique ruthless sword breath of the crying and ruthless sword, which can make the opponent fall into endless sadness uncontrollably, in the endless sadness, people will inevitably have a sense of despair, and besides, everyone has seven

The richer the emotions that the person experiences, the more difficult it is to control himself.

You must know that the word "love" does not only refer to love, but also includes family and friendship.

The Tearful Ruthless Sword, as a low-grade holy sword on the list of divine soldiers, has this ability.

When Yan Fei was wrapped in the ruthless sword breath, he had already been hit, at least in Pan Yu's opinion.

But Pan Yu didn't understand, and he couldn't imagine what kind of old monster Yan Fei was. Yan Fei's Wheel of Thousands of Lives has experienced too much, too many people, exceeded the limit, and everything became dull.

It's like a person who has lived for tens of thousands of years, although he still has love, he has already seen through it, seen through it, and looked down on it.

Pan Yu, who thought he had succeeded, slammed the ruthless sword.

The sword is like a rainbow, and he is desperate to chase his life.

Watching the Ruthless Sword quickly approach Yan Fei, Pan Yu's face gradually showed a look of pride.

"Hehehe, bloodthirsty madman, but so, it seems that today is the day when my ruthless swordsman will make a name for himself. Even the Fahua monk, the martial saint of the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect, is about to die in the hands of my Pan Yu, hahahaha. ”

Suddenly, Pan Yu's laughter came to an abrupt end.

He was extremely shocked to see that the Tear Despair Sword was about to stab into Yan Fei's body from the side, and at this time, Yan Fei actually stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword body of the Weeping Tears Sword with one hand.

At this moment, Yan Fei half-turned his head, his eyes were slightly blood-red, and the demonic qi was surging up and down his body.

A pair of eyes stared directly at him, which made Pan Yu's heart tremble violently.

"You, you, you actually broke the ruthless sword breath of this son? No, this is impossible. ”

Not far away, Yan Fei's cold voice seemed to come from the Nine Shades Purgatory, lifeless: "Giggles, you call Pan Yu a ruthless sword, I don't know, can your ruthless sword cut off my Yan Fei's boundless killing intent?"

Every word deeply shocked Pan Yu's heart.

"You, are you a cold-blooded person, don't you have seven emotions and six desires?"

"Pan Yu, you claim to be ruthless, cutting seven emotions and six desires, but you say that I am a cold-blooded person. What is the point of a person like you living between heaven and earth? I Yan Fei is bloodthirsty and killing, sealing demons and evil spirits, but my heart is never cold, and my feelings are constant, how can I let you kill if you want to. ”

When the words landed, Yan Fei's powerful sword yuan wrapped the weeping ruthless sword and suppressed the ruthless sword breath on the ruthless sword.

Then, several sword qi shot out and went straight to Pan Yu. Pan Yu was completely stunned, as long as a person has seven emotions and six desires, he will inevitably be controlled by the Tearful Desperation Sword, but the degree is different, it is a Buddhist monk, and how many people can really break the seven feelings?