The next moment, a bloody light burst out, and Tong En's face changed again and again.

"The surname is Yan, what are you going to do?"

This kind of thing is similar to the hidden weapon used by the Tang Sect.

Yan Fei has never advocated relying on these things, because once he relies on these, he will lose the motivation to improve his strength to a certain extent.

Tong En is this kind of person.

When the head of the Tong family was alive, this Tong En was the best material for the Tong family's qualifications.

When he was in his thirties, Xiuwei broke through to the realm of the Martial King, and he was considered a genius in a thousand.

Because of this, the old family owner passed on the position of the head of the Tong family to him.

He also passed on this strongest phoenix wing feather to him.

After having the phoenix wings and feathers, this Tong En's strength in cultivating the strength of the body was much worse.

Otherwise, according to his current age of more than eighty years, it is very likely that he has become a powerhouse in the Martial Emperor Realm.

In his opinion, as soon as the phoenix wings and feathers came out, everything was solved.

But right now, Yan Fei avoided the Phoenix Wing Feather Extreme Blow, and actually ignored it, but rushed towards him, for a while, Tong En was a little dumbfounded.

"What, please drink. ”

Yan Fei's cold voice, like the summoning of the god of the underworld, made Tong En's heart tremble.

"Someone, quick, stop him. ”

With a shout, an old man beside him turned out to be very loyal, and rushed forward with an arrow.

The old man's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Martial Emperor Realm.

I saw a flash of red light, just a knife, the old man was covered by a red sword, when the sword flashed, the old man was already motionless.

Everything happened too fast, and Yan Fei directly hit the old man.

The old man poofed, his body split in two, and blood rushed out, and then was sucked into the body of the sword by the suction of the Evil Sword.

Tong En retreated again and again, holding a long sword, but he had no intention of fighting.

"Come on, give it to me. ”

This time, where did the remaining three old men dare to move.

Yan Fei has already arrived, and Tong En has been doing only one thing, using his divine soul to urge the phoenix wings and feathers.

Therefore, the phoenix wings and feathers are behind Yan Fei, and the distance between them and Yan Fei is getting closer and closer.

When Yan Fei rushed to Tong En, about seven feet away, Tong En had no choice but to pour his cultivation into preparation to fight with Yan Fei.

Unexpectedly, Yan Fei's body suddenly rose into the air.

Tong En was suddenly startled, and when he looked at it again, his heart instantly became as cold as frost.

Yan Fei's figure rose into the air, and what appeared in front of him was that little bit of golden light.

With the speed of the phoenix wings and feathers, there was no way to change the direction at this distance, and Tong En's heart scolded Yan Fei: "The surname Yan, you are really not a thing, you despicable and vicious villain, you, you actually used this kind of trick to harm Lao Tzu." ”

Yan Fei's distance was just right, and Tong En couldn't stop the phoenix wings and feathers.

Poof.

Tong En's own phoenix wings and feathers shot through his own chest.

The next moment, Yan Fei's whole person hung upside down, fell in the air, and pressed the top of Tong En's head with one palm.

The sky lantern hangs upside down, and the essence and cultivation of Tong En are forcibly sucked, and everyone who watches this scene is shocked.

Yan Fei stood upside down, holding the Evil Sword with one hand, and holding down the top of Tong En's head with the other hand, layers of Xuanguang surged from Tong En's body like water lines, pouring into Yan Fei's body, that was Tong En's cultivation.

Tong En's body was trembling violently, and blood was still gushing out of his chest.

This blood turned into a blood injection, cutting an arc through the air, surging towards the Evil Sword in Yan Fei's hand.

Nanli was dumbfounded, and Tang Eighteen was also stunned.

Xuanjia and Xuanding were both worried, obviously, the cruelty of Yan Fei's methods and the evil of the Evil Sword made them feel a little terrifying.

Tong En's body trembled violently, and at the same time, it was rapidly drying up.

That is, in the time of more than a dozen breaths, Tong En completely turned into a dried corpse with skin and bones.

That face was bloodless, and it was no longer even clear that it was still Tong En's appearance, and it was found to be similar to withered grass, and a gust of wind blew, naturally falling off and floating in the air.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

Looking at Tong En's dried corpse again, it turned directly into powder and disappeared without a trace.

"Ah...... Old, old master, Yan Fei's demon is too terrifying, withdraw quickly. ”

"The surname Yan is too evil. ”

The remaining three old men were not originally from the Tong family, they were just guests of the Tong family.

The so-called curtain guests are masters who are supported by the Tong family, usually enjoy the cultivation resources given by the Tong family, and when there is something, they act as the thugs of the Tong family.

Now that Tong Endu is dead, the Tong family has almost been wiped out, and it naturally makes no sense for them to stay.

Want to go?

I've already given you a chance before, if I left before, I, Yan Fei, would never stop me, go now, hum, it's too late.

A dragon groan sounded, Yan Fei looked at an old man, and a burst of energy struck.

The energy turned into a dragon shape, directly entangled the old man, and then sucked it back.

Tianlong absorbs water, and the master in the middle stage of the Martial Emperor Realm is completely powerless to resist, and when Yan Fei approaches, he is slapped in the back by Yan Fei.

On the other side, the Evil Sword was thrown out by Yan Fei and turned into a bloody light.

With a pop, the Evil Sword stabbed into the back of the old man's heart, and the strength was really stronger, and the Evil Sword flew out with the old man a few feet away, nailing it to the strong.

After a few breaths, the old man's essence and blood were all drunk by the evil sword, and the old man's soul was forever imprisoned in the sword body of the evil sword.

There was only one left, and he had already run to the door, and he was about to leave.

But he was blocked by Nanli.

The old man's cultivation is not weak, he is afraid of Yan Fei, but he is not afraid of Nanli.

Besides, at this time, he had to leave quickly, and the old man shouted: "Little bastard, dare to be Lao Tzu's way and look for death." ”

Brush, a sword slash down.

Before the blade of the sword fell, the old man only felt that he was grabbed by a huge force, and then the whole person involuntarily rose into the air.

After a few breaths, the old man turned his head and fainted in fright.

Xiao Hei didn't know when he got behind him, and what he saw was Xiao Hei's terrifying face, and it happened to be Xiao Hei's soul pupil.

Xiao Hei tilted his head, shook the old man, and saw that the old man was indeed faint, so he threw it at Yan Fei.

"Roar ......"

With the support of the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, these masters of the Martial Emperor Realm are even more real than the six-rank Yuan Ling Pill.

Taking the Yuan Spirit Pill to cultivate, it takes a short time to absorb and refine, remove impurities, and make it suitable for the cultivation of the human body.

However, the cultivation in the bodies of these old men is already a refined spiritual power, and it is twice the result with half the effort to absorb it. Yan Fei absorbed the cultivation of a mid-stage master of the Martial Emperor Realm, and this realm was close to the peak of the sword artistic conception.