As soon as Cheng Wentong appeared, he sacrificed a dark black defensive shield, releasing a layer of black light to envelop it, and at the same time a look of surprise on his face.

There was a crisp sound, and the weak copper coin hit the dark shield directly, looking like an egg hitting a stone, but it made the shield shake violently, and the fluorescence on the shield body flickered.

Even so, he blocked the blow of this top-level magic weapon.

Cheng Wentong was first surprised that Yun Yifei found his hidden figure, and at this time, it seemed that this weak blow was so weak that he could not attack the shield out of his control, and under this blow, a lot of spiritual power and divine consciousness were consumed, and it was controlled only when the output was increased.

After the copper coin shrouded in some weak flames hovered in the air, it shot straight at him again, which naturally made Cheng Wentong panic in his heart, and hurriedly took out a few talismans, stimulated them at the fastest speed, and turned into several spells to attack the copper coin.

Yun Yifei maximized the input of divine consciousness and spiritual power into the copper coin, and directly faced the attack of the spell, rushed directly over, and under the impact, passed through the raging energy, and directly hit the shield.

Due to the slight weakening of the attack, the attack did not break through the shield's defense, but it also caused the shield to shake for a while.

After the copper coin circled, it quickly attacked again, only to hear the sound of "dang", and the dark shield trembled rapidly, and then broke away from Cheng Wentong's control.

Before he had time to panic, he was pierced by the copper coin from above his left shoulder, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, and the violent energy attached to the copper coin spread from the wound to his body, so that he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his body shook for a while, and he collapsed on the ground.

The skeleton puppet lost control and stood still, Yun Yifei recalled the golden halberd floating in front of him, and also put away the copper coin, at this time his spiritual power and divine sense were seriously consumed, especially the control of this copper coin magic weapon, although it was full of power, but it also consumed more divine sense and spiritual power.

Yun Yifei walked not far from Cheng Wentong, and saw blood gushing out, already staining his chest, although the wound was not big, but the energy attached to it was raging in his body, destroying his body functions.

Yun Yifei looked at Cheng Wentong's hateful gaze with cold eyes, and pointed at the Canjin Halberd in front of him, and the Canjin Halberd stabbed straight down with a roar.

But something unexpected happened, and a jade pendant hanging around Cheng Wentong's neck suddenly released a beam of brilliance, which shrouded the unprepared Yun Yifei in an instant.

The Canjin Halberd encountered resistance and could not move forward any further, and Yun Yifei also felt as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast, which made him feel a creepy feeling, and a sense of oppression filled his body.

"Junior, you dare".

A majestic low shout sounded, like a transmission, directly reflected in Yun Yifei's sea of knowledge, making his calm sea of knowledge churn, and at the same time, a stream of divine consciousness rushed out of the jade pendant and shot towards Yun Yifei.

"Divine Consciousness Attack", Yun Yifei reacted quickly, his feet touched the ground, and he rushed backwards, while trying his best to stabilize the uncontrolled Divine Consciousness.

The use of divine consciousness to attack at least has to be the cultivation of the foundation building period, how can it not be frightened, fortunately, Yun Yifei's divine sense is strong, although the cultivation is at the eleventh layer of the qi cultivation period, but the strength of the divine consciousness is already equivalent to the realm of the first layer of the foundation building period.

Even so, Yun Yifei managed to control the churning sea of consciousness, and he was very glad that the strength of his divine sense far exceeded that of a monk of the same level, so he was able to control the anomaly in this sea of consciousness at this time.

When he saw that majestic divine consciousness attacking and couldn't dodge, he was ruthless in his heart, and almost all of his divine consciousness gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, confronting that divine consciousness head-on.

Under the first confrontation, Yun Yifei's divine consciousness was suppressed, and it was dissolved a lot in an instant, but it made him feel that although that divine consciousness was strong, it was not strong, and some stamina was insufficient, because this divine consciousness was only a wisp, which was obviously a reserved means left to him by a certain senior in order to prevent Cheng Wentong from having an accident.

Almost all of Yun Yifei's divine consciousness swarmed up, surrounded that wisp of divine consciousness, and confronted each other.

In contrast, although Yun Yifei's divine sense is less powerful, it is more majestic, and although it consumes a lot, it is much stronger.

Although that divine consciousness is strong, it seems to be a little weak at the moment, and it is gradually losing its support, but it is gradually overwhelmed by Yun Yifei, and it is consumed by each other, and that wisp of divine consciousness is naturally weaker.

"Little friend, leave my nephew alive, my Soul Refining Sect will hand over your friend, he will see each other in the future to express his gratitude, but if you are stubborn and make a big mistake, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, my Soul Refining Sect will definitely capture you and cut you with a thousand knives. As the divine consciousness wore away, the majestic voice said softly and hardly.

"It seems that Xiaoyou is a smart person, so it is convenient for me Cheng Zhen to write down the ......", seeing that Yun Yifei's divine sense stopped attacking, the majestic voice sounded in Yun Yifei's mind again, but before he finished speaking, his tone changed: "It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking, then welcome the revenge of the Soul Refining Sect, you ......will regret it."

Before the voice could finish speaking, Yun Yifei's divine consciousness swarmed up and continued to attack the little divine consciousness that was left, and it was wiped out in an instant.

"I have long been inseparable from your Soul Refining Sect, Cheng Zhen, I have also made a note of you. Yun Yifei muttered to himself hatefully.

When Yun Yifei and his uncle were fighting with a wisp of divine sense, Cheng Wentong temporarily stopped his injuries in some way, and was fleeing into the distance at this time.

Yun Yifei naturally refused to let the tiger return to the mountain, and with a golden halberd in front of him, the golden light was sheng, and it flew out quickly, stabbing directly from its back.

Cheng Wentong looked incredulous, staring blankly at the tip of the halberd stabbed from his chest, and his consciousness gradually blurred, his body went soft, and he fell to the ground.

At this time, in a stone room that was not too spacious in the Soul Refining Sect, a middle-aged monk with a majestic face was sitting cross-legged on the futon, paying attention to a jade slip in his hand that shimmered with a faint brilliance.

In a moment, the jade Jian's brilliance dimmed, and finally extinguished.

"Okay, you junior, you dare to kill my nephew, I will definitely make your life worse than death", the middle-aged monk said with an angry face, this monk is Cheng Wentong's uncle, Cheng Zhen.

Then Cheng Zhen took out a sound transmission jade slip, engraved a message and Yun Yifei's face seen through that trace of divine sense, and transmitted it to the person in charge of the sect, after all, Cheng Wentong was killed as a cultivator of the Soul Refining Sect, and the sect naturally would not ignore it.

"I'm afraid I won't be too concerned about the ...... if I hand it over to these people", even if the sect monks know everything, but it doesn't involve their own interests, I'm afraid no one will make any effort to do this, thinking of this, Cheng Zhen transmitted the content of the jade slip to several apprentices.

"A little Qi cultivation period cultivator, see where you can escape."

After transmitting the news, Cheng Zhen took a deep breath, his complexion returned to normal, calm as water, as if nothing unpleasant had happened before, slowly closed his eyes, and cultivated again.

At this time, in the reckless deep mountains, the four monks walked cautiously.

A young man of medium stature and ordinary appearance suddenly felt something, his divine sense moved slightly, and he took out a glittering sound transmission jade slip from the storage bag, and his divine sense penetrated, and the content appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but look gloomy.

"Senior Brother Fan, what happened?" a slightly taller monk next to him asked when he saw this.

"Cheng Wentong was killed, and the master Chuanyin asked him to arrest the murderer", the young man's name was Fan Shichong, and he said truthfully.

"You have also been promoted to the foundation building period, there is no need to call Senior Brother Cheng a master anymore", a middle-aged woman next to him interjected.

"Even so, I also performed the apprenticeship ceremony, so naturally I can't mess with the seniority, and I can be promoted to the foundation building period thanks to the care of the master," Fan Shichong said honestly.

In the cultivation realm, cultivation is commensurate with peers in the same realm, and of course, some people who have formally apprenticed to their teachers are still commensurate with their masters and apprentices.

"Having said that, there is no need to obey orders like before, there are rewards and merits for doing a task, and there is no benefit in serving Senior Brother Cheng," the middle-aged woman said with displeasure on her face.

"But after all, it was my master, and he was in retreat at this time, so he couldn't do it himself", Fan Shichong was the lowest among the four, some of them were soft-spoken, and on the other hand, they were explained by their own master, so it was not easy to disobey.

"Senior Brother Fan, after completing this task, you can go and get busy, if you need our help, just speak. The monk, who had not spoken, said the monk in his thirties, with a well-proportioned figure, a grim appearance, and a calm face.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li, a Qi cultivation period cultivator, you don't need to help, you won't be able to delay for long," Fan Shichong said happily.