The divine consciousness is always in a state of release, once the breath of a human martial artist appears in the divine consciousness, Wanlian Cheng will rush over in an instant, as long as the other party is not a disciple of the Zifu Palace, he will directly kill him.

It didn't take long for more than a dozen martial cultivators to die at his hands, including many masters of the Fan family's royal family, Xuanyang Sect and Changhemen.

In the Purple Mansion Palace, Wanlian Achievement is a knife in the hands of the Purple Mansion Palace Master, who has absolute and incomparable loyalty to the sect, killing ruthlessly, and ruthless means.

When the fourteenth person was searched, Wan Liancheng locked on to two abnormal True Yuan Breaths.

"Someone's coming, fast!"

Hundreds of meters away, Xiao Feng's face changed slightly, and in his life perception, a vigorous and majestic breath of life was galloping towards him and Yan Yue'er's place at a rapid speed.

According to the speed of the other party, it only takes a few breaths to get here!

"It's the peak of the gods, not weaker than me!" Yan Yue'er also sensed the breath and said with a solemn expression.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a purple shirt appeared in the sight of the two.

The other party is a person from Zifu Palace, and there is no doubt that he came to track down the cause of Tao Qingyun's death.

"Tianfeng Wujun, do you think that if you suppress your breath at the Yuanying Ninefold, you can hide it from me!" Wan Liancheng walked against the wind, and the speed was like a purple lightning.

In his hand, he carried a blood-stained short sword, and before he found Xiao Feng and Yan Yue'er, more than a dozen martial cultivators of other forces had died in his hands.

"Massacre?"

When Xiao Feng saw this person, his heart was awe-inspiring, this was a strong man who cultivated the way of killing, and there were countless martial arts masters who died in his hands.

The other party's killing intent is far dozens of times greater than Xiao Feng's murderous aura, and I don't know how many masters it takes to kill before it can be condensed.

Dressed in a purple shirt, his body was covered in blood, and Wan Liancheng's face was filled with a murderous smile.

This person has a nickname, known as 'Ten Thousand Slaughter', who has cultivated for more than 1,300 years, and the number of people who died at the hands of Wan Lian Cheng has already exceeded 10,000.

is also at the peak realm of the gods, but Yan Yue'er's momentum is much weaker than this Wan Liancheng.

In terms of individual combat strength, the original Xuanyang Elder was not an opponent of the 10,000-strong slaughter.

More than three hundred years ago, the death of Yan Yue'er's parents had the shadow of this 10,000-person slaughter, if it weren't for the fact that the Purple Mansion Palace was still a little jealous of the sixth-order alchemy master of the Fan family's royal family, the entire Yan family might have been wiped out by 10,000 people more than 300 years ago.

Needless to say!

At this moment, Wan Liancheng had already made a direct move, and with a wave of the blood-colored short sword in his hand, a large area of blood-red essence murderous aura surged out, turning into a blood-red vortex above Yan Yue'er's head.

"Fire Phoenix Flying in the Sky!"

Yan Yue'er took out the flame war spear, and flames appeared out of thin air, turning into spears and shooting into the blood-colored vortex, about to shatter it.

However, the two of them cultivated equally, but there was a big gap in strength, Wan Liancheng raised his hand, and a blood-colored murderous sword slashed towards Yan Yue'er.

The majestic killing intent impacted the sea of soul consciousness, even if Yan Yue'er cultivated the soul refining technique, she was also affected by this terrifying killing intent, and her face turned slightly pale.

In just one face, she was suppressed by Wan Liancheng, and she was afraid that she would lose in a few moves, and she was not his opponent at all.

"Xiao Feng, you go first!"

Yan Yue'er shouted, she knew that she was not Wan Liancheng's opponent, and she only hoped that she could resist the other party for a few more moments, so that Xiao Feng could retreat safely.

"How can I keep you here. ”

Xiao Feng grabbed it, and the Tongxuan Tiger Tooth Sword fell into his hand, and the killing sword martial intent and death martial intent all erupted, and the true yuan of life and death operated to the extreme.

"Senluo Necromantic Sword!"

Xuantian changed twenty-four times the strength, plus the power of the king-level battle body. Xiao Feng slashed out with a sword, and the terrifying aura of death spread, and the surging flames turned into huge skulls, biting towards Wan Liancheng.

"Nine Rank Martial Arts?"

Wan Liancheng's face changed slightly, what surprised him was not the nine-rank martial arts that Xiao Feng cast, but the momentum that erupted from his body at this moment, this level of momentum was almost comparable to that of a powerhouse in the late stage of the Transformation Gods.

And Xiao Feng's own cultivation is only nine years old. How can a person with a nine-fold Yuan Infant burst out with a momentum comparable to that of the late stage of the Transformation God?

Despite this level of attack, Wan Liancheng didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't dare to be hit like this, so he had to withdraw the sword that was slashing at Yan Yue'er, and the blood-colored sword blasted towards the huge black flame skull.

Rumble!

The space distorted, the skull was instantly shattered by the sword, and black sparks flew out. The blood-colored sword gang only stopped for a moment, and then suddenly turned into a streamer of light and slashed towards Xiao Feng.

"Be careful!"

Yan Yue'er exclaimed, the peak attack was by no means child's play, she didn't think that Xiao Feng could resist it.

Burst!

A burst of blood splattered.

Xiao Feng flew upside down and slammed into a rock, spurting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

At the last moment, he avoided the vital point, and was struck by Jian Gang on the right half of his body, and the huge wound extended from his shoulder to his thigh, and he was drenched in blood.

"Ahem... It's amazing. ”

How could Xiao Feng get away with it? Under the influence of no external factors, he couldn't resist the casual blow of a god peak-level powerhouse.

"It's actually a king-level battle body?"

Wan Liancheng frowned, and seemed very dissatisfied with not being able to kill a mere Yuan Baby.

Yan Yue'er was slightly relieved to see that Xiao Feng was only injured and had no worries about life, but her expression was tense.

Rumble!

An even hotter flame bloomed on Yan Yue'er's body. The momentum on her body skyrocketed in this short moment, and behind her, a winged fire phoenix spread out a mysterious and ancient aura.

"Burning essence blood?"

Wan Liancheng's pupils shrank, "No, this breath is wrong, is the rumor true?"

Feeling the sudden surge in momentum on Yan Yue'er's body, even Xiao Feng was taken aback.

Lightning and flint, Yan Yue'er held a flame war spear, and stabbed at Wan Liancheng with a single shot, and the scorching flames turned into a whirlpool, as if they could devour and burn all things.

"Break it for me!"

The blood sword in Wan Liancheng's hand was slashed out, and Zhenyuan turned into a bright red sword with the blessing of martial intent, and the violent killing machine was raging, and the martial arts cultivator who cultivated the way of killing was known for his strong attack power.

However, the momentum on Yan Yue'er's body at this moment had already overwhelmed Wan Liancheng, and the flame vortex engulfed the opponent's blood-colored sword gang in an instant.

Wan Liancheng was shocked, his body retreated violently, and the short sword in his hand kept swinging, cutting out more than a dozen sword gangs.

"Boom!"

A radius of several hundred meters was instantly flattened, and the waves of violent energy erupted ferociously, sending Wan Liancheng flying, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

10,000 people were slaughtered, and they were injured.

"It seems that the rumors are true, your body has awakened the ancient phoenix blood!" Wan Liancheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was slightly excited, as if he was surprised and happy.

When Xiao Feng heard this, his pupils constricted, and he had also heard about the legend of the ancient phoenix blood.

When he investigated information about the Yan family within the Hunters' Guild, it was mentioned that the Yan family was a bloodline descendant of the ancient Feng clan.

The Feng Clan, in the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago, was once one of the overlords of the Star Sea Realm, and in addition to the pure Feng Clan, there were many bloodline branches.

(End of chapter)