Eighteen Claws of the Soul!

The sect master of the Demon Sect, the demon handsome Zhao Deyan, was caught off guard and showed his stunt of pressing the bottom of the box!

And Zhao Deyan was not to attack Chu Feng, but to escape.

Therefore, after a move of 'Suzaku Reject', the left paw of his hands turned into a straight rush, and there was a sound of anger! The other hand became bent and curved, melodious and deep, and transformed into thousands of killing moves.

These are the two most powerful of the eighteen claws of the soul - Xuanwu weeping and Qinglong jealousy! It was all at the same time!

Such a claw method, if you don't see it with your own eyes, no one can believe it.

In fact, after Zhao Deyan came to the Central Plains, he was already thunderous about Chu Feng, and he had already sent spies to investigate Chu Feng's achievements in depth.

Knowing that Chu Feng had fought against the number one master in Middle-earth, Sanren Ning Daoqi, and fought against the four holy monks and the four great King Kongs, after finding out these news, he set off a storm in his heart, and regarded Chu Feng as a strong enemy that must not be provoked.

It's just that it didn't take long for this idea to hear the news that Chu Feng is a new generation of evil emperors, which made him know that no matter what, he would eventually have to face Chu Feng.

Therefore, before coming to fight for the relics of the evil emperor, he had already sent a message from the flying eagle, transmitted the news to the Turks, and invited Wuzun Bi Xuan to come and suppress the formation!

"Good, good!"

Even though he was shrouded by the claw wind in the sky, Chu Feng's complexion was still unhurried, the wind was light and light, and suddenly he chanted: "Xuanwu is water, decline and prosperity are related to form, and the Xuanwu of bending is affectionate, and there is a form and a response." …… Long Pan lying down and not frightened, is auspicious shape, the left mountain shape refuses to surrender, looking back squint, if jealous. Therefore, the tiger squatting is called the corpse, and the dragon is called the jealous lord. ”

A strange feeling rose in the hearts of everyone present.

At this time, Chu Feng was like a poet strolling in the garden, looking for inspiration.

No matter how hard Zhao Deyan tried, his fingers couldn't even hook a corner of Chu Feng's clothes.

Such a gap is enough to make people despair!

In an instant, Zhao Deyan had already attacked eighteen hands in a row, but he was avoided by Chu Feng again.

At this time, Zhao Deyan screamed wildly, didn't dare to stay anymore, stretched out his hand to probe his waist, and shook again, and the ever-changing Ling spear stabbed straight out, bringing a vicious wind, like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

This is the weapon of his famous Demon Gate and the two domains, the whole body is dark, the head is a diamond-shaped cone, not afraid of the sharp weapon of the gods, or the nemesis of the sword, but soft or hard, infinite changes, there are unpredictable opportunities for ghosts and gods.

After this shot was stabbed, Zhao Deyan no longer looked at the result, took off and fled.

"What? Zhao Deyan: Don't your masters in the north want you anymore? ”

"Let's obediently return to the evil emperor's sect......!!"

Chu Feng laughed loudly, pointed out with his calloused fingers like a sword.

Boom!

The finger sword is as sharp as a sharp sword, as if it has life, and he found the weak point in Zhao Deyan's spear chain, and picked it out with a sword.

Zhao Deyan's body shook violently, and he felt that all the true qi he had poured into the spear was defeated, and he returned to it.

The aura in his body was turbid, so that he could no longer take off with his strength, and his body immediately fell.

Even, as soon as Chu Feng made a move, Zhao Deyan felt that the gun in his hand was dead!

His Variety Rhombic Spear was not afraid of the slashing of divine weapons, and it was the nemesis of the sword, but when the opponent became Chu Feng's sword finger, the Variety Rhombic Spear became the object of the defeat!

"If the demon marshal has an afterlife, remember to serve in the Demon Gate and don't go to the Turks again!"

Chu Feng's wrist flicked.

The sword finger poured out, and suddenly flashed an incredibly complex change, falling along a perfect arc.

"Wait......

The rhombic spear in Zhao Deyan's hand was cut off several times, and he changed color in horror, and shouted wildly: "Evil Emperor, I am willing to surrender to ......."

But before he finished speaking, the strength of the finger sword had already come to his chest, and it was slightly in the position of his heart.

The strength didn't enter, but the clothes on Zhao Deyan's body were not punctured, but Zhao Deyan's face was flushed, covering his heart, and there was a sound in his mouth, and suddenly he lost his breath and fell down.

The spectators all knew that Chu Feng's finger just now, although it didn't seem to hurt anyone, but his unmatched strength had already cut off Zhao Deyan's heart.

The heart vein was broken, even if the Da Luo Immortals couldn't be saved.

"I hope you find a successor early, otherwise, after I destroy Liang Shidu, I'm afraid the Demon Sect Dao will be cut off!"

Looking at Zhao Deyan who was staring blankly on the ground, Chu Feng looked at the group of Turkic masters again, and with a snap of his fingers, he burst out several strengths and directly killed them all.

Of course, he is naturally not a pity for the classics of the Demon Sect.

It's just that if the Demon Sect is cut off, where should the Demon Sect of Meng Yuan come from in the future, as well as the Demon Master Pang Ban?

Although Chu Feng knew in his heart that judging from his own agitation of history, the Tang Dynasty was gone, and Mongolia and the Yuan Dynasty were very likely to be snuffed out by himself in the cradle.

Even if Zhao Deyan left a legacy, whether Meng Chixing and Pang Ban can appear in the future is still a matter of two words.

"The evil emperor is mighty, kill the traitor Zhao Deyan, and shake the majesty of the Holy Gate......"

The dignified sect master of the Demon Sect, the third master of the Demon Gate, just said that death would be dead, which made Zhu Yuyan feel a little sad from the bottom of her heart.

"The four boys inside will be handed over to the Queen of Yin to deal with, and after they are done, give me the Evil Emperor Relic!"

Chu Feng glanced at the queen of yin and commanded lightly, but his spirit spread out and captured a wisp of demonic energy that was extremely hidden.

"Yes......!" Zhu Yuyan said coquettishly.

Chu Feng flew out, his spirit firmly locked on that wisp of qi, and flew after it.

"Where is the evil king...... Are you coveting the relics of the evil emperor of this emperor......! ”

Chu Feng let out a long roar, and his figure suddenly drew out more than a dozen phantoms, flying towards the distance.

"The national teacher wants to break his word, but you promised to give me the relics that day......!"

"You want the relics of the evil emperor, why don't you dare to stop ......!"

Chu Feng followed, and the words came into Shi Zhixuan's ears.

……

Ten miles away, Chu Feng arrived first and looked at Shi Zhixuan in front of him.

Shi Zhixuan's face showed a look of emotion, and he said in a deep voice: "I don't know what the national teacher commands?" ”

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that I am the evil emperor, why do you call me my teacher? Don't you agree with my identity as an evil emperor? ”

Shi Zhixuan's face was indifferent: "Whether it is really an evil emperor or not, you know it in your heart." This is actually the news released by Cihang Jingzhai, just a means to fool the people in the rivers and lakes, Shi can still see it clearly...! ”

"It seems that you don't have an ordinary understanding of Cihang Jingzhai......!"

Chu Feng nodded, and then said: "The evil king is willing to sincerely become the deity's subordinate, the deity will have to leave here sooner or later, and he needs a few powerful subordinates to take care of this world." ”

Shi Zhixuan is very talented, whether it is in martial arts or political strategy.

He once pretended to be Pei Ju, an important minister of the Great Sui, and passed through the Western Regions for the Great Sui, dividing the powerful steppe empire Turks into two, changing the situation that the Central Plains had been weak since the Wei and Jin dynasties.

In addition, the current decline of the Great Sui is also inextricably linked to this person.

Shi Zhixuan raised his head, and in his eyes, the sadness disappeared, replaced by a light that flickered like a sharp blade, and his whole body exuded an awe-inspiring evil aura.

Shi Zhixuan has a dual personality, and under being recruited by Chu Feng, he instantly switched to another personality.

"The national teacher is going to recruit me again?"

Shi Zhixuan sneered: "On Shu Mountain that day, I was willing to help the national teacher dominate the world, but the national teacher categorically rejected me...!" ”

"Why, you don't want to?"

Shi Zhixuan took a deep breath, and then laughed and said, "I, Shi Zhixuan, have been in the middle of my life for half my life, how can I ever succumb to the hands of others. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Zhixuan's figure suddenly shook, unpredictable, as if he had disappeared into the void, and he had brought the illusionary body method to the extreme.

At the same time, killing machines from all directions surged towards Chu Feng like a tide.

"Why bother?"

Chu Feng sighed faintly, snapping his fingers!

Wave!

The void is shattered, and the immortals are killed!

A finger penetrates the sky and the earth, running through the universe, as if piercing the sky through a hole, revealing a chaotic void, constantly devouring the surrounding heaven and earth, there seem to be a hundred ghosts roaring in the hole, demons are raging, and all of them show a terrifying aura, covering Shi Zhixuan's body.

Shi Zhixuan was furious, under Chu Feng's powerful oppression, the opposing personalities had faint signs of merging, and his martial arts had reached a new height under Chu Feng's fingers!

Shi Zhixuan gritted his teeth, conjured up seven figures, and cast an illusion of returning the virtual to the real.

In an instant, the void and the real, the yin, the yang and the yang, all seemed to have suddenly descended into this strange space.

"Fortune is red dust, humanity is vast, those who go along with it prosper, and those who go against it die!"

Chu Feng sighed lightly, and pointed out: "We are all in this red dust, trapped in luck, bound by humanity, why should you resist stubbornly?" ”

With this point, Shi Zhixuan suddenly had an endless illusion in front of him, as if he had seen the catastrophe surging, the red dust rolling, turning into the huge waves of the Yangtze River, and a wave came and swept him into the vast sea of red dust, unable to resist or resist.

The torrent of humanity is rebellious, and Shunchang is rebellious.

A side of the illusion abruptly rose from the sea of red dust and calamity, showing a stone stele, and there was a text on the stele, which was exactly that: the tomb of Shi Zhixuan!

This is Chu Feng's spiritual martial arts based on his own strong spiritual power and using the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Sutra to perform!

"Ahh The Seven Illusions of Immortality, the Red Dust Illusion Realm...... Break it for me! ”

Shi Zhixuan is Shi Zhixuan after all, he has to enjoy one of the strongest luck in the Tang world, he seized a wisp of heaven in the underworld, and finally woke up from the nightmare, his personality blended, and in an instant, his mind comprehended the true meaning of his own martial arts, the seven illusions of immortality!

This kind of mastery is a terrifying illusion, once you fall into the illusion, it is like being swept into the rolling red dust, you can only go with the flow, return to humanity, if you can't wake up from it, then you are really dead.

Shi Zhixuan's eyes were cracked, and under his disregard of the loss of essence, he rose up to resist!

Click!

The tombstone finally cracked a crack, and the price was that Shi Zhixuan's face instantly withered, and he suddenly seemed to have reached his twilight years.

"It's a pity!"