But Yan Fei was able to control himself so quickly, or rather, he was not controlled by the Tearful Ruthless Sword at all.

Monsters, this is simply monsters.

At this point, Pan Yu finally guessed correctly, what he encountered was a monster, a monster that was not even enough to describe the evil.

Right now, there was no time to think about it, several sword qi struck, and Pan Yu hurriedly dodged.

While dodging, Pan Yu was trying to sense the weeping and ruthless sword, the holy sword was not in his hand, and his heart was even more bottomless, and his combat power had dropped by at least three percent.

At this induction, Pan Yu was taken aback again.

He found that the breath of the Tear Despair Sword was very weak, and he was actually suppressed by Yan Fei, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from Yan Fei's shackles at all, although the soul link between him and the Tear Despair Sword was still there.

"The surname Yan, you, you return my holy sword. ”

"Tsk, don't worry, I'll pay it back to you. ”

Whoosh, whoosh!

The sword qi is getting faster and faster, and it carries the attributes of the five elements, and there is no holy sword in his hand, Pan Yu can only dodge left and right, and he does not dare to resist the edge of the sword qi at all.

Not far away, the Buddha wanted to come up to help, but unfortunately, he himself was also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river.

Surrounded in the center by the Yin and Yang Old Monster and Xing Lin and others, the Buddha of the Hanging Lantern couldn't even bless Pan Yu with the Dharma. He could only watch quietly, his oily face full of horror and nervousness.

Pan Yu's self-perceived killer weapon had no effect on Yan Fei at all, and in the face of the fierce sword qi, he had already begun to feel fear, and the aura of death in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Peeking in, the Buddha of the Hanging Lamp couldn't help at all.

He could only pin his hopes on Shi Sheng.

"Shi Sheng, Brother Shi, what are you still doing in a daze, you can't come to help me, the five of us were ordered to come together, aren't we just to kill the evil demon Yan Fei?"

At this moment, Shi Sheng looked at Pan Yu's face, which was already difficult to see.

Seeing that Shi Sheng didn't move, Pan Yu's words changed: "Shi Sheng, is it possible, are you really ready to fall into the Demon Dao, and you can't be with this evil demon?" Have you thought about it, if you fall into the Demon Dao, you will definitely be spurned by the world, and when the time comes, you will definitely be wiped out with this surnamed Yan." ”

Shi Sheng finally opened his mouth, and he gently shook the dragon spear in his hand.

"Hehehe, thank you Brother Pan for mentioning it, the younger brother has been taught. When the words landed, Shi Sheng flew up with the dragon spear, but he didn't fly towards Yan.

Shi Sheng rushed directly to Pan Yu's approach.

"Despicable villain, I Shi Sheng regret being invited to come here from Mobei, I see it today, what good and evil, this world has long been indistinguishable from good and evil, a despicable person like you even boasts of being righteous, I Shi Sheng will give you a ride today. ”

Whew!

The dragon spear stabbed out, like a dragon out of the water, and the frightened Pan Yu's face immediately turned extremely pale.

"Surnamed Shi, are you crazy?"

"Didn't you already include me in the Demon Path, in that case, I followed your wishes. ”

"You, you stop me, you"

Yan Fei had already restrained the Tear Despairing Sword, it was not difficult to kill Pan Yu, he was waiting for this moment.

Waiting is Shi Sheng's attitude.

Now that Shi Sheng had obviously made a decision, Yan Fei was overjoyed, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he poured Jian Yuan into the Tearful Despair Sword, and a sword was issued.

Sou!

This sword, slashed through a silver light mark, hitting Pan Yu's chest.

Poof, ruthless sword, sword slashing ruthless swordsman, that Shi Sheng only felt a sword roar in his ears, he was startled, and when he looked again, Pan Yu had been pierced through his chest by a sword.

Moreover, it was his own sword, the sword of tears and despair.

At this moment, Yan Fei poked out his palm and suctioned a suction, showing the state of Tianlong absorbing water, sucking Pan Yu's body that was flying into the distance.

In this way, Pan Yu had no power to resist, and was sucked closer by Yan Fei.

The cultivation of the Holy Realm is passing rapidly, and the essence in the body is also passing, which is the basic ability of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill, but at this moment, Yan Fei has already begun to try to perform the third level of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill, Soul Sucking **.

Pan Yu's divine soul power was being absorbed by Yan Fei little by little.

Of course, the soul sucking ** has just been cultivated, and the strength is limited, and Pan Yu's soul power passes relatively slowly. "Yan, Yan Fei, you surround my life, from now on, I, Pan Yu, am willing to listen to your orders. I, my strength is not weaker than that Shi Sheng, or even stronger than him, as long as you spare my life, from now on, I will go to the soup and the fire. "It's hard for Pan Yu, with a ruthless sword in his chest, he just said

With so many words, the instinctive survival force of human beings is really quite powerful.

In the face of death, Pan Yu, who was still invincible, came up with such a sentence.

Shi Sheng's eyebrows were tightly locked, and his face showed a bit of disdain.

"Phew. He didn't say anything, but he took a sip.

Yan Fei faced Pan Yu and said coldly: "You don't have that qualification, I, Yan Fei, don't accept despicable people and treacherous people." ”

Continuing to absorb, the time of more than a dozen breaths passed, Pan Yu's cultivation was all gone, and the power of the divine soul was only absorbed by Yan Fei.

Time is urgent, the situation is dangerous, otherwise, Yan Fei will leave Pan Yu in a breath and slowly absorb the power of his divine soul. You must know that as soon as a person dies, the power of the divine soul will quickly dissipate.

Between heaven and earth, there is a power in the underworld, which attracts the power of the divine soul, that is, the soul, into reincarnation after the death of the human body.

Of course, there are special cases.

Right now, Yan Fei extinguished Pan Yu and looked directly at the Buddha with a hanging lamp.

A pair of cold eyes revealed a terrifying chill, the Buddha of the hanging lamp had already trembled, although as a loose Buddha, a Buddha's heart is known as a dry well without waves, at this moment the whole person is still trembling violently.

"Amitabha, Lord Yan Shi, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is purely a misunderstanding. ”

Xing Lin suddenly scolded: "Shut up, let your mother fart, misunderstanding?" I said bald donkey, you don't mean that you didn't sleep well and stumbled here, right?"

The Mortal Knife said coldly: "Monk, they all say that you people in the Buddhist sect pay attention to sweeping the floor without hurting the lives of ants, and cherish the moths and lanterns.

Before the words of the Mortal Sword fell, suddenly, a dragon-shaped energy surged past him, directly sucking the Hanging Lamp Buddha.

The Immortal Knife hurriedly turned his head to see that it was Yan Fei.

Yan Fei, who moved the killing machine, has always been neat and tidy, and there is not so much nonsense.

If you want to kill me, I'll kill you, if you don't come to me, I Yan Fei didn't invite you, in the end, it's that simple.

"Lord Yan spares his life, the old man is fooled, it was the fine wood real man and the ruthless swordsman who deceived the old man, the old man and the donor have no grievances, and his subordinates are merciful. ”

Many people just look for their own death. Yan Fei originally planned to abolish the hanging lamp and leave him alone to go back and talk to Duan Wuxian with his life. But the words of hanging the lamp cost him his life.