Chapter 0537 - The Grim Reaper Who Asks for His Life!
One, they have given up on the hunt for themselves on the periphery, and have turned to a desperate gamble, preparing to make a final attack on the Ice City.
This one is also what Yan Fei is most worried about, and it is extremely unfavorable.
The other is advantageous.
The two realms of good and evil are still facing each other in Guangtianhe, and the Righteous Path Alliance has sent so many masters to deal with them, the evil forces of Guangtianhe will definitely get the news, if at this time, they will attack in a big way, hum, Yan Fei believes that this so-called Righteous Path Alliance should be able to distinguish which is more important.
More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Yan Fei's combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.
Now, if he faces a strong man like Chu Kui again, the odds of winning will increase by at least thirty percent.
The others have also recovered a lot, and after this tragic battle, everyone's cultivation has also improved steadily.
The most exciting thing is that the Yin and Yang old monsters who have been at the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm for many years have broken through the realm in one fell swoop, and although they are now demon cultivators, they can already be compared to the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm of martial cultivators.
Xuanjia's cultivation has also taken a big step towards the late stage of the Martial Emperor Realm, and Xing Lin is about to break through to the middle stage of the Martial Emperor Realm.
At this moment, Yan Fei and everyone were waiting in a secret place.
Wait for Duan Ruyan and the Wind Hunters to bring the latest news.
Until nightfall, Duan Ruyan and hundreds of wind hunters returned.
The news brought back was mixed. "Yan Fei, your guess before was really good, but it was only half right. Duan Ruyan told Yan Fei the news he had discovered: "The Righteous Path Alliance no longer exists, and the war in Guangtianhe has started again, presumably the Evil Dao has learned the news that a large number of righteous path masters have rushed to deal with Hanmen, so, Shushan."
, the masters of the Bixiao Sword Pavilion and the Thunder Yin Temple have all withdrawn. ”
Yan Fei listened quietly.
Duan Ruyan continued: "However, the people of the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect are still there, and the senior monks of the Fahua Temple have also stayed, and they have actually converged with the 800,000 army of the two kings, and it seems that they will launch a final onslaught on the Ice City at any time. ”
Sure enough, it was a mixed blessing.
"Hey, it's hard enough, it's time for the decisive battle. Xing Lin shook the tungsten iron holy knife in his hand and said, "I have long wanted to try the power of the holy knife, it seems that the opportunity has come." ”
Xuanjia said in a deep voice: "This, it's not easy to fight." ”
The Yin and Yang Old Monster didn't say anything, Duan Ruyan looked at Yan Fei and asked, "Yan Fei, what are you going to do?"
"Where is Chu Lie now?"
"They also seem to know about the existence of the Wind Hunter, it is difficult for us to get mixed inside, Chu Lie must be in the Bitter Cold Ridge. ”
Yan Fei frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Now, the biggest threat to Hanmen is not the so-called 800,000 army. As for Fahua Temple, the withered bamboo is dead, and the remaining monks are nothing, the key is Chu Lie. ”
I think that at the beginning, when the True Martial Sword Saint fell, his cultivation was at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm.
Just when he was about to break through the Martial God Realm, he was conspired against, and at that time, Chu Lie had already reached the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm.
Now, more than twenty years have passed, and with Chu Lie's qualifications and the resources of the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect, his cultivation is likely to have reached the peak of the Martial Saint Realm, and even broken through to the Martial God Realm. Don't say that in the realm of the Martial God, even if Chu Lie's cultivation is at the peak or even the late stage of the Martial Saint Realm, Yan Fei is not sure at all, plus the Yin and Yang old monster is not good like Xiao Hei, the higher the cultivation, the slower the ascension, but every time there is a breakthrough, even if it is a small level, the increase in combat effectiveness is
It's unimaginable.
Surpassing the first-level challenge is almost the limit of Yan Fei's current level, and no matter how strong he is, he may fight, and the chances of winning will be greatly reduced.
Yuwen Xuerou found that Yan Fei's face was a little sad, and she said softly: "Brother Yan, don't forget. Beiling Sword Saint Chu Lie, who was injured by the evil spirit of the Spirit Cave before, has not been able to heal, this is what his younger brother said personally, so his current combat effectiveness will definitely be reduced. ”
Hearing this, Yan Fei raised his sword eyebrows lightly and looked at Xing Lin. Xing Lin was originally the master of the Sword Gate, and immediately said: "That's right, Chu Lie is the only person who has entered the Spirit Cave for more than twenty years and can come out alive, but that time, he was indeed injured a lot. I think he must have some kind of concern, otherwise, his two own brothers died in our hands, and he would have died sooner
It's time for revenge. ”
Yan Fei looked at Xing Lin again.
There is some truth.
When I think about it, even if this is not the case, I am bound to fight, and since this is the case, it is useless to think too much.
His face gradually became firm, and after a few breaths, he said coldly, "It seems that the time has come." ”
"Is it time? Brother Yan, you mean?"
"Go home. ”
"What, we're going back to the Frost City now?"
Yan Fei shook his head: "No, it's inevitable to go back, but before we go back, we still have to give a big gift." Otherwise, how can we face the brothers from the poor family, and how can we be worthy of the brothers who died in the ice valley?"
Suddenly, everyone saw the evil smile on the corner of Yan Fei's mouth again.
Yan Fei's expression, it is not the first time that everyone has seen it, but every time, it indicates that someone is going to suffer again.
"What kind of gift?Brother Yan, do you have any clever plans?" Xing Lin hurriedly asked.
"I can't talk about a clever plan, just one word, kill. ”
Everyone looked at each other, looking a little confused. "800,000 people, huh, sounds really scary. What we have to do now is just one word, kill! Kill 10,000, kill 50,000 if you don't retreat, kill 100,000 if you don't retreat, kill 200,000, 300,000, 500,000 if you don't retreat, if they are really not afraid of death, I, Yan Fei, will let this eighty
10,000 people, blood-stained ice fields. ”
For a while, a thick murderous aura spread outside Yan Fei's body, and even the Yin and Yang Old Monster who had cultivated to the Holy Realm couldn't help but shudder.
Yan Fei's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his face was expressionless.
The killing of 800,000 people is enough to shock people.
You must know that in the past, Yan Fei emphasized a battle word, but this time it is a killing word, and the meaning is completely different.
Killing, regardless of strength or weakness, high or low, those who see it will be killed, and no one will be left.
"Let's go!"
Without waiting for everyone to answer, Yan Fei gave an order and disappeared in place.
Everyone was shocked by Yan Fei's courage in their hearts, and at the same time, they also felt that their fighting spirit was suddenly extremely high in their chests.
War, war, war, life, battle.
Kill, kill, kill, die, stubborn enemies are not destroyed, and the killing is endless.
Kill until the sky cries and cries, kills until the heart is numb and cold, kills until the gods and ghosts tremble, and kills the immortals and demons to the cold. In this way, the bloodthirsty mad demon Yan Fei turned into a messenger of the soul and a god of death, and galloped towards the rear of the 800,000 army of the King of Gubei and the King of Zhenxi, and all the people he carried with him also turned into the devils of hell.