The unity of human swords, the streamer without a shadow, etc., these sword styles have been completely mastered by Yan Fei, and his heart is to the sword.

Just as Chu Yue had guessed, the cultivation in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm was no longer able to resist Yan Fei's sword.

The cultivation of the human sword in the late stage of the Heavenly Realm is enough to compare with the late stage of the Martial Emperor Realm.

With the advantages of many powerful exercises and immortal sword bodies, a cultivator in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm, Yan Fei already has a chance of winning by more than eight points if he wants to kill him with one blow, unless the opponent also has extremely strong magic weapons and exercises.

A sword, killed, the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm.

The old man only felt that he was locked by a powerful soul power, and the light and shadow flashed in front of him, all he could do was to cultivate his body to the extreme to strengthen his defense, because he couldn't see how Yan Fei's sword was issued at all.

The light and shadow flashed, and the old man only felt that his neck was bright, and he even saw his body clearly, to be precise, a body without a head, because his head had been cut off by Yan Fei's sword.

This is the dismount, the naked dismount.

The powerhouses in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm were killed with one sword, and the rest of the people, not to mention 10,000, were 100,000 and 101 million, and it was in vain, when the cultivator's cultivation reached a certain level, it was no longer a gap that could be made up in terms of numbers.

In an instant, the remaining Saint Realm powerhouses were full of shock.

They had to weigh how big the gap was between themselves and Fang Cai, how strong they were, and whether they could take it in the face of such a sword.

Even Chu Yue's face turned pale in an instant.

"This kid's combat power has actually increased again, oh my God, where is this still a person, it's just a demon. "Chu Yue's current combat strength can barely recover to sixty percent, which is the combat power of a Martial Saint Realm in the early stage, because the exercises and treasures he has cultivated are relatively strong, they can be stronger than ordinary Saint Realm powerhouses, but despite this, he is not sure that he can catch Yan Fei's sword at all

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Still fighting?

It is tantamount to self-defeating.

The screams came and went, and at such times, no one cared about anyone.

The tens of thousands of troops that seemed to be mighty were directly dispersed by Yan Fei, and the six Yan Fei, the Charm Spirit, plus Xiao Hei and thousands of water spirits were killed heartily.

"Hey, hey, don't run, you won't feel the pain of the soul devouring. ”

"There's a lot of dread in it, and I like it. ”

Every time the ghost comes to a person, it directly pulls that person's soul out of the body, and then devours it.

Run?

I didn't ask you to come, if you come, don't even think about running.

Tens of thousands of people fled in all directions, and it was obviously difficult to annihilate them all, but Yan Fei had already locked the main figures on the other side, one of whom was Chu Yue.

This old thing is not weak, and it will be a scourge to keep him sooner or later.

If it weren't for him, Hanmen might not have been able to lose thousands of people this time.

As a result, after Yan Feijian slashed the powerhouse in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm, he instantly locked Chu Yue.

Chu Yue's Divine Soul Realm was still higher than Yan Fei, and he could clearly feel that Yan Fei's killing machine had locked himself.

There is not much to say except for the withdrawal.

Chu Yue rode a sixth-level Earth Fire Wind Beast and turned around and ran, the Earth Fire Wind Beast, shaped like a leopard, the four feet that landed were burning with black flames, a pair of eyes were red like blood, and it was like wind and lightning, it was really a rare pet beast.

The Earth Fire Chasing Wind Beast galloped with all its might, and it was more than ten zhang away in one leap.

It's really not easy to chase Chu Yue.

Old thing, it's pretty fast, but I, Yan Fei, have to let you understand today, in a cold place, how can you come and leave as you want?

The five elements turned into swords, and as soon as his mind moved, the five clones of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth followed Yan Fei to chase Chu Yue, and suddenly, the figures of the five clones rose into the air, which were originally five clones formed by the convergence of sword elements, and instantly turned into five lightsabers of different colors.

Five lightsabers flew towards Chu Yue like thunderbolts.

No matter how fast Chu Yue is, no matter how fast the Earth Fire Wind Chasing Beast is, it is impossible to be faster than the flying sword, and the speed of these five flying swords is that even Yan Fei can't catch up, unless he controls the flying sword to reduce the speed.

Feeling the flying sword behind him getting closer and closer, Chu Yue's heart had already risen to his throat.

Chu Yue's Divine Soul Realm had even reached the peak of the Martial Saint Realm, which was one level higher than his ontological cultivation, and he could completely feel the power contained in these five flying swords.

"Quick, quick!"

Keep urging the Earth Fire Wind Beast, and the Earth Fire Wind Beast is about to fly.

"Chu Yue, you old thing, you are really faster than a rabbit when you run away. Aren't you the self-proclaimed powerhouse of the top three in the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect, didn't you say that you would sweep through my Frost City and kill my cold gate, come on, come on, the master will fight with you again, are you willing?"

Where would Chu Yue listen to Yan Fei's agitation method, lowered his head, and urged the Earth Fire Chasing Wind Beast to run with all his heart.

Yan Fei crossed into the void and chased after him, and the distance between the five flying swords and Chu Yue became shorter and shorter.

Seeing that Chu Yue didn't look back and didn't say a word, Yan Fei shook his head helplessly.

"Hey, Chu Yue, Chu Yue, can you be tougher, so that my little doll can look down on you?

At this time, even if Yan Fei scolded Chu Yue's ancestor for eighteen generations, I am afraid he would not dare to turn back.

"Surnamed Yan, don't be crazy sooner or later, you won't end well. ”

"But I Yan Fei don't want to live now, please can you give me a ride, so that I can die early and live early, hey, this person, it's too tiring to live, it's better to die early and be reincarnated." Hey Chu senior, don't run away, help me and send me to reincarnation, okay?"

Yan Fei's words were understated, and even full of banter.

Chu Yue could naturally hear that this was Yan Fei teasing him, Chu Yue, who kind of person could he be? There is already only one in ten thousand cultivators in the world who can cultivate to reach the Holy Realm, and after cultivating to reach the Holy Realm, it is extremely difficult to improve to a level.

A strong person like Chu Yue who can reach the late stage of the Holy Realm is definitely rare.

Chu Yue, if it weren't for the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect, he would have started a sect by himself and would have taken more than measures to be the master of a first-class sect.

As for fame, among the cultivators in the martial cultivation world, especially among the cultivators who use swords in the martial cultivation world, Chu Yue's fame is definitely well-known.

If you have to rank it, it is definitely a top 10 master.

Chu Yue, who is over eighty years old, has never bowed his head or suffered from the cowardice with his eldest brother Chu Lie since he followed the True Martial Sword Saint to the world all his life.

But today, facing Yan Fei, a Yan Fei who was nearly sixty years younger than him, Chu Yue was disgraced and had no temper.

Right now, the flying sword was getting closer and closer, and Chu Yue's temper was also provoked to the extreme by Yan Fei. "The surname Yan is too deceitful, Lao Tzu is not finished with you today. ”