The crowd looked at each other.

Especially when I think of the battle of Xihuang Mountain.

The situation of the Battle of Xihuang Mountain is by no means easier than it is now, and it is also a fatal situation.

But Yan Fei finally broke through.

Not only did they break through and kill more than 100 martial artists in the Bixiao Sword Pavilion, but there were also more than a dozen Sword Sect masters.

If Tang Eighteen and Nan Li were following Yan Fei at that time.

They were sure that Yan Fei would never leave any of them behind, and if that happened, they were afraid that they would indeed die.

But right now.

"Let's go. ”

One word, crisp and neat.

The crowd was in a great way.

"Hurry up, do you have to let me die, and I can only let go if you leave. ”

After a few breaths, Xuanjia sighed: "Hey, Yan Fei, I hope you can understand everyone's feelings." You must come back alive, otherwise, I'm afraid that even if you live, your heart will not be happy. ”

It was surprising that Xuanjia said so many words in one breath.

"Amitabha, donor, the two of us, in this life, are willing to follow life and death. ”

"Brother Yan, you have to live, you know, otherwise the surnamed Nan will definitely fight with me when he wakes up. ”

Yan Fei glanced at everyone and nodded slowly.

"Don't worry, let me die, they may not have that ability. After speaking, Yan Fei took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to Xuanjia.

"Xuanjia senior, here are the Divine Phoenix Stone and two Blood Flowers, you must put them away. ”

Xuanjia took the Qiankun bag: "People are there, things are there." ”

Yan Fei nodded.

Then, everyone slowly retreated, Yan Fei raised his arms horizontally, and the Evil Sword pointed to the right.

The intention is very clear, if there is a pursuer, you must pass my level first.

Several of the leaders of the Blood Dead looked at each other, but they did not give the order to pursue.

The brothers evacuated quickly, and Yan Fei's heart fell.

However, Xiao Hei never left.

Xiao Hei had already turned into a mini form and squatted on Yan Fei's shoulder.

At this point, Yan Fei's main soul gradually took over the body again.

The main soul is the convergence of three souls, which is stronger than the demon soul, and the demon soul must obey even if it is unwilling.

It's already good to let the demon soul out and go wild.

The demonic energy outside Yan Fei's body gradually dissipated, and his eyes gradually returned to their original state.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, when he was sure that his brothers had evacuated far enough, Yan Fei slowly walked towards the stone pagoda of the Blood Dead Clan.

In fact, although Yan Fei said that, it was different from the situation in Xihuang Mountain.

In Xihuang Mountain, Yan Fei does have the last trump card for self-preservation, which is the opportunity to break through the sword artistic conception and enter the Sumeru Sword Realm.

This time, he didn't.

Although Xiu Wei was infinitely close to the Invisible Sword Realm, he did not break through.

He doesn't say that, and no one will leave.

On the opposite side, Yan Fei walked slowly, and the Blood Dead Clan gradually separated left and right, giving Yan Fei a way to the stone tower.

Simply, Yan Fei took the two Yuan Spirit Pills and put away the Evil Sword.

Step into the stone tower.

When you look closely, it looks like a nine-story stone tower on the outside, but it turns out to be a Zhongtong one inside.

There is no layering, the whole tower is one floor.

In the center of the stone tower, a strange pattern was painted on the ground, and there was no record of this pattern in Yan Fei's memory.

The pattern flickered and flickered, and it was weird, as if it was some kind of prohibition, sealing something.

The gaze moved up, and about a foot above the pattern, a figure floated.

The black body, covered with blood-colored stripes, is the person of the Blood Dead Clan.

Looking at this face again, the wrinkles were unusually old, and the eyes of the Blood Dead people outside were black, but this one was dark green.

"Your name is Yan Fei?" Confused, the old man of the Blood Dead Clan slowly spoke.

He spoke in human language, but his tone was a little jerky, as if he had just learned it.

"That's right, I'm Yan Fei. "The matter has come to this, and Yan Fei's rope is more free.

The old man of the Blood Dead nodded.

"Well, you're very good, really good, among human beings, there are not many people who can have blood and friendship like you. ”

Yan Fei smiled lightly: "Thank you, I praised it." ”

"Tsk...... However, today you broke into my Blood Dead Clan's Holy Land and took away two holy flowers, but this matter can't be left like this. ”

As soon as the words changed, Yan Fei's face sank.

"There's no way, Blood Flower, I'm bound to get it. ”

"Do you really think that you took the Blood Flower?"

One sentence made Yan Fei's heart sink, yes, I really grabbed it?

The strength of this old man of the Blood Death Clan is unfathomable, the Martial Emperor Realm or the Martial Saint Realm, or even the Martial God Realm?

He's been sitting in the tower, and I've just taken the Blood Flower, if he makes a move, can I get it?

"What do you mean by that? ”

"Human, I don't like to beat around the bush, let's be straight, those two blood flowers can be sent to you, you kill my people, I can also not pursue it, those people of yours, including you, can also leave the land of blood slaughter safely, but ......"

"You have to give something. ”

Yan Fei understood that daring to love this old thing was staring at himself or something on himself.

"Pay? I Yan Fei has a bad life, and I don't have any treasures, I don't know what you want me to pay?"

"No, no, no, you're too modest, hey, humans are still so hypocritical. ”

"Alright, just say it. ”

The old man landed slowly, his feet on the runes, and the runes suddenly brightened.

"All I need is one thing on you. ”

Say. ”

"Okay, refreshing. All I need is that finger bone on your chest. ”

Hearing this, Yan Fei's heart was suddenly shocked.

You know, this finger bone has always hung on his chest, and he has seen many masters, but no one has seen the benefits of this thing. But this old guy has obviously been eyeing it for a long time.

Yan Fei knew that this phalanx bone was extraordinary.

The immortal sword body is thanks to it, and it can cast the immortal sword body, which must be a divine object in itself.

And many of his secrets are tied to it, so to speak, this thing is extremely important to him.

"I will never give up this thing, you should change it to the other. ”

The old man of the Blood Dead Clan pursed the corners of his mouth, showing a little evil smile.

"Human, I'm afraid this can't help you. As you just said, you are bound to get the Blood Flower, and I have to do this thing. Believe it or not, I can get back everything you have in an instant, and besides, those people of yours will never be able to get out of this bloody place, including you. ”

**Naked threat, but Yan Fei must admit that this is a fact.

I wonder in my heart, you are so strong, you can just grab it directly, why do you spend so much trouble?

Could it be that you have some kind of jealousy of this finger bone?

Yan Fei was in great difficulty, but the ending seemed to be doomed, if he didn't hand it over, he wouldn't be able to get out, and Duan Ruyan wouldn't be able to resurrect.

After a hundred breaths, Yan Fei sighed bitterly.

"That's it, take it. While speaking, Yan Fei was ruthless, and simply took off the phalanges and was about to throw them over. With a movement, the frightened old man of the Blood Dead Clan shouted, "Stop." ”