"What's wrong with this kid, with the power of only one person, he killed hundreds of demons, and the evil qi on his body is actually stronger than those hundreds of demons. Zhuge Changkong was apprehensive about the scene of Fang Cai, and at this moment, he looked at Yan Fei's back from afar, and said Mu Ran.

Xuanjia said in a deep voice: "That sword, it's that sword." ”

Xuanyi's voice sounded: "This sword, I seem to have some impressions, but my memory is vague, it is certain that this is an evil sword, and the mind of the holy envoy has been infected." ”

Everyone didn't dare to move, but Nanli had to go.

Nanli slowly walked towards Yan Fei.

"Brother Yan, calm down, guard your soul, and don't be controlled by the evil sword. ”

"Brother Yan, you can't use this evil sword anymore, unless your Divine Soul Realm is enough to suppress it. ”

Airplanes!

The Evil Sword suddenly let out a mournful roar, and Yan Fei slowly held the Sword of the Evil Evil.

The body of the sword is erected in front of it.

The blood-colored sword body exuded an endless evil aura, and Yan Fei saw himself from the sword body.

That face is indeed himself, but his eyes are red, and there is a faint evil smile on the corner of his mouth, is this still himself?

The prohibition on the hilt of the sword is trying to suppress the evil sword qi, but it is very slow.

After a few breaths, Yan Fei snorted coldly, and the Haoran righteousness in the Dragon Ancestor Sword Soul poured into the evil sword.

"Tsk, giggle" He could hear an incomparably evil laugh coming from the sword body, and his image in the sword body was gradually fading, and after a hundred breaths, the evil qi on the evil sword was gradually retracted.

At this moment, the sword body has lost any brilliance, but it is no longer the rusty appearance it had at the beginning.

A blood-colored evil sword, is this what this sword originally looked like?

How much essence blood is needed to pre-refine this sword?

How many lives are needed?

Yan Fei could even feel that there was a strong resentment gathering in the sword body.

These grievances must be the origin of those essence blood when refining this sword.

A thousand, ten thousand, or a hundred thousand?

After a few breaths, Yan Fei waved his hand and put the Evil Sword into the Qiankun bag.

Only then did he slowly turn around, and the evil aura on his body dissipated a lot.

"Brother Yan, you?"

Yan Fei looked at Nanli and said in a deep voice, "It's okay, it's all over." ”

He walked slowly towards Zhuge Changkong, Zhuge Changkong was frightened, and the four major Xuanwei directly blocked in front of him, looking on full alert.

When he came closer, Yan Fei didn't look at Zhuge Changkong at all.

He said to the four major Xuanwei: "Thank you, if it weren't for the help of a few people, this formation would never have been broken." ”

The four great Xuanwei relaxed a little at this time, and Zhuge Changkong's face was full of embarrassment and shame, there is no doubt that under the leadership of Yan Fei, the demon path has been repulsed, this is a fact.

"Amitabha, holy envoy, your sword is by no means a good kind, and the poor monk advises you to use it less. Xuanyi continued: "Holy envoy, poor Dao can see that your divine soul realm is not even lower than mine, and your divine soul contains a very pure heroic righteousness, but the evil nature of this sword, I am afraid that it is not only that, if you don't destroy this sword in time, one day, it will be a catastrophe in the world."

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Yan Fei swept the four Xuanwei with cold eyes.

"Without this sword, my Yan Fei would already be in a different place, in this world, there are many evil people who are more evil than this sword, destroy the sword? I, Yan Fei, am going to use this sword to kill all the evil people in the world. ”

The four Xuanwei looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Nan Li continued: "How about the evil sword, it depends on the person who uses the sword, if the person is right, then the evil sword can also do the right thing, and the person is evil, even if he holds the holy sword, he still slaughters the common people." ”

These words made Yan Fei quite appreciative.

But then again, Yan Fei was indeed afraid.

He had been controlling the growth of his cultivation and maintaining a balance with the recovery of the Evil Sword.

Today is a completely special situation, but it may not be a similar situation in the future, this evil sword really makes him love and fear.

After a few breaths, Yan Fei looked at everyone.

Most of the thirty-six war slaves were killed and wounded, and the four Xuanwei were also not lightly injured, especially Xuan Bing, who was almost seriously injured.

He glanced at Zhuge Changkong again, and Zhuge Changkong hurriedly lowered his head with an embarrassed expression.

"Deputy Alliance Leader, I hope you remember today's lesson, no matter how strong a master is, when he encounters the leader of waste, he is nothing. ”

Zhuge Changkong nodded awkwardly: "You are yes, yes, it will all depend on the Holy Envoy in the future." ”

"The biggest danger has not yet come, and next time, I, Yan Fei, will turn around and leave, you can go and explain to the alliance leader yourself." ”

Zhuge Changkong didn't even dare to let out a fart.

The four great guards and war slaves glanced at him from time to time, which made him even more ashamed.

Leave the valley.

This time, Zhuge Changkong didn't urge, Yan Fei asked everyone to find a secret place to recover and heal, and the dead were buried in the valley on the spot.

This time, it took ten days to recover and heal.

Even if Zhuge Changkong was anxious, he didn't dare to say more than half a word.

Ten days later, Yan Fei slowly opened his eyes, and the sword elements depleted in the Red Flame Sword Vein had been completely replenished, and after these sword elements came out of his body, they carried the power of the Divine Phoenix Flame.

Eighteen primary, four intermediate fifth-order Yuan Ling Pills reimbursed.

Yan Fei's cultivation finally stepped into the peak of the Sword Soul Realm.

It is only one step away from the sword artistic conception, but this step is extremely difficult. Stepping into the sword artistic conception, Yan Fei's cultivation is equivalent to the martial king realm of a martial cultivator, at that time, facing the master of the martial king realm, even if it is the peak realm of the late stage, he will have a chance of winning no less than eighty percent, even if he faces a higher level of martial emperor realm powerhouse, in the early and middle stages, the probability of winning is not less than fifty percent, and there are also in the late stage and peak

The power of the First Battle.

However, if you want to defeat that Lin Qiushui, it is still not enough.

But he was not discouraged, in just over a year, he had such a cultivation, dare to ask, who in the world can reach?

Yan Fei looked in the direction of Luofeng Pavilion from afar, and said with an unusually firm look: "Like smoke, wait for me, I, Yan Fei, swear to live up to you." ”

Using these ten days, Nanli also broke through the realm of the late stage of the martial arts realm.

Xiao Hei is even more harvested and is about to break through the realm of fifth-order fierce beasts without seeing it, and the puppet insect mother has completely turned from red to black.

The brothers have improved in an all-round way, which makes Yan Fei a little more confident.

"Let's go. ”

An order was given, and no one obeyed.

Gradually, Yan Fei's status in the hearts of the four Xuanwei and the war slaves is improving.

Zhuge Changkong has basically become a dispensable follower.

The journey was thousands of miles, surprisingly smooth. Yan Fei was a little puzzled: "Is the Wuxiang Dan Alliance just so enduring? It is absolutely impossible, other forces may be afraid of the Ten Thousand Saints Dan Alliance and dare not fight the idea of the Holy Ding, but the Wuxiang Dan Alliance will never give up and will not be able to recapture the Holy Ding, in less than two years, the Wuxiang Dan Alliance will be completely suppressed by the Ten Thousand Saints Dan League, is it."

Yan Fei had a hint of foreboding in his heart.