The thick murderous aura made Jue Nian's heart feel a strong aura of death.

Looking at the dragon pattern ancient sword aimed at him, and looking at Yan Fei's eyes full of murderous intent, he knew that life and death were already in a thought.

In the face of death, how many people can really ignore it?

As a result, the mental defense line of consciousness almost collapsed.

At this moment, all eyes were on him, he was the hope of the Leiyin Temple, and even the entire Buddhist Dao.

But he couldn't do much more.

Suddenly, Jue Nian turned around directly, and a dodge was about to fly off the fighting platform.

The whole person had jumped out, even beyond the scope of the fighting platform, but it did not land.

At the same time when Jue Nian fell to the ground, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air behind him.

Jue Nian exclaimed in his heart: "It's over, my life is over." This surnamed Yan is too ruthless, since I have already admitted defeat, I am also a killer, Amitabha, I, I am unwilling. ”

Burst!

The dragon pattern ancient sword that flew out shot out from the back of Jue Nian's heart, and then shot out from the front chest, bringing up a gorgeous bright red, and the sword light crossed a graceful arc in the void and returned to Yan Fei's hand.

Jue Nian fell directly to the audience.

With a bang, after landing on the ground, blood gushed out of Jue Nian's mouth, and the two demon slaying pestles had already rolled down into the distance.

In just three or five breaths, Jue Nian kicked his legs and went to the west to meet the Buddha.

The senior monks of Leiyin Temple were shocked, and some monks rushed up to surround Jue Nian, and at this look, people would have died a long time ago.

After a few breaths, Lei Yin Temple and even all the people in Buddhism looked at Yan Fei on the fighting platform.

And Yan Fei stood proudly on the fighting platform, his eyes were slightly red, and his body was filled with a strong killing intention, like a killing god in the nine heavens, looking down on the Buddhist monks.

"Amitabha, Yan Fei, Jue Nian has obviously been defeated, and you are still a killer?"

"Yan Fei, my Buddha can't tolerate you, the old man wants you to pay for your life. ”

The Thousand Leaves Buddha confronted Duan Wuya: "This Yan Fei is so ruthless, how can I tolerate him in the right way?"

Duan Wuya's face was also a little ugly, obviously, Yan Fei's ruthlessness surprised him too.

But Duan Wuya took a fancy to the result of the Three Dao Martial Arts Ceremony.

"Chiba Buddha, Jue Nian did not admit defeat in person, nor did he fall off the platform, on this platform"

"Amitabha, life and death on the platform depend on the sky, and the old man naturally knows. But Jue Nian had already left the Doutai. ”

"Hehe, but he didn't land after all. ”

"You, Duan Wuya, such a ruthless person, are you determined to protect you?"

Duan Wuya's face also sank.

"Chiba Buddha, this place is Xihuang Mountain, everything is done according to the rules, and I hope to respect my identity. ”

The Chiba Buddha's eyebrows trembled, but he obviously didn't dare to turn his face directly with Duan Wuya.

In this instant.

Yan Fei's gaze swept over the faces of Ziyin Zhenren, Chiba Buddha, and Duan Wuya.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of enlightenment.

From Mingjian Villa to the present, he finally found the reason for everything.

Why didn't that demon master kill himself in the first place?

Why don't the old and young beggars of the evil way kill themselves?

Why didn't Nangong Bo deal with himself, and let himself be the master of the Golden Gate Sword Pavilion again.

Understood, all understood.

Everything is for the sake of these three martial arts ceremonies.

If the righteous path represented by the Immortal Martial Buddha does not disperse, it will be difficult for the evil demons to rise.

How to make the three realms of the Immortal Martial Buddha fall apart, or even become enemies, the Three Realms Martial Arts Ceremony is an excellent opportunity.

The demons need to stimulate the contradictions between the three realms too much, and they need a person to completely stimulate the contradictions between the three realms.

Yan Fei calculated that when he entered the eyes of the demons, he was afraid that he would already be a candidate.

Strength, potential, killing, and ruthlessness are all available.

The Demon Witch Sandao knows his character and temper very well, as long as he goes to Xihuang Mountain, he represents the martial arts to participate in the war.

will never get used to anyone's temper, really compared, how can the immortals and Buddhas not be killers.

As long as they have murderous thoughts, they will not stop.

And so it goes

Secretly, I am afraid that there will be a master of the Demon Dao who is protecting himself and ensuring that he can successfully reach Xihuang Mountain.

No wonder at the foot of the mountain, the Nine-Fingered Divine Beggars made a move, and Nangong Bo and the people from the Netherworld Demon Sect appeared so timely.

At this moment, it can be seen from the expressions of these leaders of the three realms that a deep enmity has been formed between the three realms.

On the contrary, the three realms of the Lich and the Demon are now cooperating with each other.

Demons and demons rise together, is this what the nine-fingered beggar said, if he goes to Xihuang Mountain, then the world is bound to rise up with demons?

It turned out that it was all around me.

But the latter sentence of the nine-fingered beggar, what does it mean to slaughter the common people with blood?

Simply, he left everything behind.

From beginning to end, I, Yan Fei, have adhered to a principle, those who respect me, respect them tenfold, and those who offend me will be returned a hundred times, and I will be punished if I am killed!

He held a blood-stained dragon-patterned ancient sword, proud of the Buddhist monks.

Such as a demon shocking the Buddha.

Not only the group of monks, but also the people of the Immortal Dao watched quietly, and they were also stunned.

That ethereal spirit son even felt very fortunate that the two senior monks of Leiyin Temple and Fahua Temple died in the hands of Yan Fei, and he could still save his life, maybe this was a blessing.

Thankfully, fortunately

Win one round and advance to 16th place.

The opponent for the next round had just been chosen, and the man did not hesitate to abstain after learning the result.

The next place, eight into four, has reached the last moment, and the result is still the same, Yan Fei's opponent directly abstained.

The fate is their own, and for many people, in fact, the first is full, and it doesn't matter much whether the fourth, fifth or seventh is the same, unless they can enter the top three.

The final four.

The first one, the disciple of Ziling Zhenren of the Shushan Sword Sect, Fengyang, he is also the current top of the Tianji Eight Talent List.

The second place, the youngest of the disciples of the Beiling Sword Saint, Ye Lingyun, is the second on the talent list. Five years ago, Ye Lingyun was defeated by Fengyang, and this ceremony also came with the purpose of being ashamed, but now, he hopes to fight with Yan Fei.

The third place, Shui Yuehan, this person has a dual cultivation of immortal and martial arts, so it is difficult to divide, and the sect to which it belongs, Shui Yuntian, cannot be accurately divided into which one. Moreover, if Yan Fei is a dark horse in this ceremony, Shui Yuehan is not bad, and he was not on the talent list before that.

fourth place, Yan Fei

The competition has come to an end for the time being.

The four of them came to the same arena and met each other.

Feng Yang, Ye Lingyun, Shui Yuehan, Yan Fei.

Everyone looked at the four people on the stage, perhaps, in the eyes of those old men, the four of them were nothing. But in terms of potential, the future of these four is absolutely unimaginable.

After all, they were not yet forty years old, and in fact, except for Ye Lingyun, the other three were not at all thirty years old.

Yan Fei's gaze swept over the three of them.

The first one, the wind and sun on the left hand side made the corners of his eyebrows twitch. Sword cultivation?