Chapter 50: Qi Mansion Realm Fourfold

The dazzling brilliance exploded, and Wu Feng seemed to be holding a dazzling sun, which made people unable to open their eyes.

When the light gradually subsided, everyone realized that the object in his hand was a long metal stick with a golden red body.

At the same time, Wu Feng's body had a flame True Yuan swept out, and there were faint tiger roars from it.

Four Qi Fu Divine Rings followed.

Qi Fu Realm Quadruple Cultivation For!

The fourfold cultivation of the Qi Mansion Realm, coupled with a low-grade magic weapon, Wu Feng's strength was comparable to that of an ordinary Qi Mansion Realm fivefold cultivator. It's no wonder that it can dominate the Black Wind Ridge!

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Wu Feng's undisguised actions immediately amazed the group of bandits under him!

"The owner of the village is going all out, this kid is dead!"

"Yes, let's see if he can still have the momentum he had just now when he is beaten down!"

“.....”

For the endless stream of discussions, Long Xingyu's face remained unchanged at all.

Although there are hundreds of people on the other side, they are all mortals or cultivators of the Qi Refining Realm, and with his current strength, this kind of small role can be killed with a sword in his hand.

Therefore, he is not afraid that the other party will besiege him!

At this moment, the opponent he needs to pay attention to is only Wu Feng!

Long Xingyu's body moved, and at an extremely fast speed, he approached in front of Wu Feng, and then the Spirit Slayer Sword in his hand slashed down vertically, and the fierce and extremely sharp sword qi immediately aimed at Wu Feng and came head-on.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Wu Feng snorted coldly, and the long stick in his hand collided with the tip of the sword cut off by the Soul Slaughter Sword.

Clang!

A dazzling spark bloomed, and Wu Feng's complexion immediately changed.

He found that he seemed to underestimate the young man in front of him.

The other party seems to be stronger than him in terms of physique, and the force of that sword slash actually suppressed him steadily, making him a little unbearable!

"Get out of here!"

On the arm, between the muscle meridians trembling, there was a buzzing sound.

Wu Feng let out a low sigh, and the flame true yuan took on a ring, surging out mightily.

Unlike the proud son of the Son of Heaven who came from the Great Xuanxue Palace, cultivators like Wu Feng, who have no backing background, generally have very shabby cultivation resources.

For example, the attribute substances that must be used to set foot in the air-fu mirror.

What Wu Feng used was the more common acquired flame attribute substance.

Therefore, his True Yuan power would be much lower than that of a cultivator of the same level who fused innate attribute matter.

"I can't help myself!"

Long Xingyu's face was calm.

In the way of the head-on collision of the true element, run its own true element.

Although, his cultivation is two realms lower than Wu Feng's. However, he has a god-level qi mansion, and he also fuses the strongest innate substance of the dark attribute.

Therefore, his True Yuan strength was far beyond the normal scope of his own realm!

When Long Xingyu's dark true yuan was revealed, Wu Feng's true yuan, almost like paper paste, was defeated in an instant.

The powerful impact force formed by the collision of the true element was aimed at the direction where Wu Feng was located.

The latter's complexion changed, and the long stick in his hand burst out with a dazzling golden-red light.

With the wave of the long stick, the light rushed out mightily, counteracting against the sweeping shockwave.

Even so, in this encounter, Wu Feng still fell into the disadvantage.

Looking at the two Qi Fu Divine Rings displayed by Long Xingyu, Wu Feng's face was full of disbelief.

He used the fourfold cultivation of the Qi Mansion Realm to lose to a little ghost who was two in the Qi Mansion Realm when he met the True Yuan Pair, which he never expected.

As far as common sense is concerned, shouldn't the gap between the two cultivators defeat each other devastatingly?

When Wu Feng couldn't figure it out if he wanted to break his head, Long Xingyu said lightly: "You can die!"

When this cold voice fell, Wu Feng's face changed suddenly.

"Soul Slayer Slayer!"

Long Xingyu raised the Spirit Slaughter Sword in his hand, and a terrifying sword light flew out.

In an instant, Wu Feng's hairs stood on end, and a death crisis enveloped his heart.

At the critical moment, he did not dare to hesitate, and immediately unleashed what was at the bottom of the box.

I saw that with a wave of its long stick, the golden red fire rings overlapped each other, and the power gradually superimposed, and the power fluctuations emitted became more and more terrifying as time passed.

In the end, a ring of fire with a diameter of three zhang and burning with a raging golden-red flame spun rapidly and slammed into Long Xingyu.

"I can't help myself!"

Long Xingyu smiled coldly!

The moment the voice fell, the extremely sharp sword light slashed hard at the golden-red ring of fire, almost the moment it was contacted, the latter immediately collapsed and collapsed.

"Die!"

Long Xingyu's eyes bloomed with murderous intent.

The power of the sword light increased again, and after splitting the ring of fire, the residual power did not decrease, and slashed towards Wu Feng.

The scarlet sword light quickly amplified in front of his eyes, and the strongest blow was cracked by Long Xingyu's devastating crack, making his heart like ashes, and the shadow of death shrouded his heart.

There was no time to dodge, and his body was already split in half under the slash of the sword light.

Wisps of blood qi floated out of the corpse and finally merged into the Spirit Slayer Sword.

Wu Feng was a cultivator of the Qi Mansion Realm, and his blood qi was extremely strong and very advanced. After absorbing his blood qi, the Spirit Slayer Sword's desire to kill had decreased a lot!

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Seeing that the leader died in the hands of the other party in a blink of an eye, those bandits who were originally full of confidence and stared at the show were also frightened one by one.

"Want to run?"

Long Xingyu glanced at them: "There are still some things left, leave your lives behind!"

The voice fell, and Long Xingyu's figure swept out at great speed, and began to chase and kill the bandits who had escaped.

These bandits' cultivation is far worse than him, and their speed naturally can't compare with him, so they are caught up in three or two clicks, and then fall under his sword!

Swish!

The sword light flew in, and the deputy leader of the Black Wind Village, Yue Hu, who was on the run, was immediately frightened, and before he had time to think about it, he burst out with all his strength and flashed towards his right hand.

Yes!

With a bang, a large amount of blood splattered in the air.

Although Yue Hu dodged in time and picked up a life, his left arm had already been cut off by Qi He, and Mu You was extremely miserable.

"Surround my life, I can tell you a secret!"

Yue Hu's face turned pale, and while urging his spiritual power to block the wound and stop the bleeding, he begged Long Xingyu for mercy.

"What secrets can you have?"

Long Xingyu glanced at the other party.

Yue Hu promised: "I won't lie to you, it's true." This is about a six-grade elixir that can improve cultivation, as long as you promise to surround my life, I will tell you!"

"Oh, the six-grade elixir?"

Long Xingyu's eyes were different.

As far as he knew, in a small place like the Land of a Hundred Kingdoms, the six-grade elixir could already be called the top-level elixir, and it was very valuable, and it was a type that could improve cultivation, and it was even more precious and abnormal.

In comparison, what is the life of a small bandit?

If the words are really like what the other party said, then it is not impossible to spare his life!