"Enemy Ancestral Star Sword!"

The red-robed swordsman spoke. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Look at your posture, you should also be a high-level figure of the enemy's family, today you can die for the enemy, and you can die a well-deserved death!"

Li Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he slowly spoke.

"You are so young to be able to defeat the young master, it shows that you are an extraordinary genius, but you will die under your arrogance and ignorance!"

The Ancestral Star Sword suddenly drew its sword, and a red-fire sword light swept out, and an invisible murderous aura spread out, cutting countless sword marks into the narrow alley.

"This person's cultivation is at least the fourth level of the True Spirit Realm, and he is also a top master in Long Lan, not to be underestimated!"

Li Feng didn't have the slightest carelessness, he shot with all his strength, and the violent blood veins were suddenly stimulated, and a furious explosive force like a volcanic eruption rushed out, fusing with the Thunder Demon Fist, forming a terrifying crimson thunderbolt, competing with the killing intent sword qi burst out by the other party.

Bang......

The thunder and lightning fist and the sword qi bombarded together, and the walls on both sides of the alley suddenly collapsed and shattered, and the terrifying wave of destructive qi rolled out, turning the entire alley into ruins.

Even the ten True Spirit Realm masters behind the Ancestral Star Sword couldn't help but take a few steps back, their faces exclaiming.

The dust has settled, and Li Feng's figure has disappeared.

"Give me chase!"

Zu Xingjian snorted coldly and chased in the direction of the faint purple light.

Li Feng's body technique was continuously cast, and at this time, a sharp headache was triggered in his sea of consciousness, and the trauma to his soul was still attacking, which was implicated by the fight he had just made with the other party.

The blow just now seemed to block the sword of the Ancestral Star Sword, but Li Feng knew in his heart that his violent bloodline into the Thunder Demon Fist was already the strongest move under the Heaven Turning Seal, almost using the move gathered by squeezing out the vitality in his body, but the Ancestral Star Sword was just a tentative sword.

The gap between the two of them in cultivation is too big, and it cannot be made up for by factors such as bloodline, exercises, and actual combat skills, and it is difficult to defeat the other party with Li Feng's current strength.

The strength of the Ancestral Star Sword is not much different from that of Situ Zhiyuan, and if he fights with the help of the magic weapon in his hand, he also has a certain chance of winning, but now Li Feng is still injured, which is not as good as the eighth layer in his heyday.

What's even more annoying is that the sequelae left by the trauma of the soul, once you start it, you will have a headache, which greatly affects Li Feng's mind and calmness, which is fatal when fighting against masters like Zu Xingjian.

Nine Broken Purple Shadows!

Li Feng once again used life-saving means, turning into a dazzling purple shadow and escaping in all directions.

"Let's split up! Once we find his deity, send a signal immediately!"

Zu Xingjian snorted coldly, only to see the ten masters behind him chasing in four directions.

Li Feng endured a headache to fight, and suddenly appeared, the red thunder and lightning were wanton, killing a master first, and then disappearing, and his split also blew himself up, severely injuring the other two to death.

Although the ten masters were all cultivators of the True Spirit Realm, they were all vulnerable before Li Feng made an all-out move, and after Li Feng killed the ten people in seconds at the fastest speed, he fled into the woods of Vermilion Bird Lake in the remote part of the capital.

"Why don't you run away?"

Although Zu Xingjian also chased after him, he said coldly, he didn't expect Li Feng to be so tricky.

"Of course I'm waiting for you!"

Li Feng said indifferently.

"When I'm sending you on my way?"

Zu Xingjian's brows furrowed slightly, and the tiger's eyes contained infinite killing intent.

"I'm waiting for death, but I'm waiting for you to die!"

Li Feng took the lead in making a move, throwing the Xuanfeng Shield out, turning into a round of selection light blades in mid-air.

"What? Do you have a magic weapon?"

Zu Xingjian was a little surprised, and raised his sword to block, forming a red light shield, blocking the spinning light blade.

Thorn la la!

Sparks flew, and the ancestral star sword struggled to block the light blade back, but the long sword in his hand was overwhelmed and suddenly broken, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his face became even more solemn.

"Suffer death!"

Li Feng threw the Xuanfeng Shield out again, and the light blade turned into an arc of light, attacking from a tricky angle.

Soul Sword!

Zu Xingjian once again held a pitch-black and gloomy short sword in his hand, and it looked particularly gloomy in the middle of the night.

The aura of the short sword was pervasive, and out of thin air rose the shadow of a resentful soul containing incomparable resentment, and the number was gradually increasing, densely emerging from the ground.

The Xuanfeng shield shot into the countless resentful soul shadows, although many of them were slashed, but there was a kind of isolation that was swallowed by the sea, and it was struggling to cut off the connection with Li Feng.

Li Feng felt as if his head was about to explode, although it was necessary to rely on vitality to activate the prohibition of magic weapons, but it was still inseparable from the power of the soul to control it with his mind, but the power of the resentful soul diffused by this incomparably large number of resentful soul shadows was eroding his injured soul, making Li Feng even more painful.

"This soul sword is cast from the world's most yin iron, and the brand is the time when the yin qi of heaven and earth is the heaviest, and it is also the time when you can exert all the power of the soul sword, today you will definitely die, and after you die, I will dedicate your magic weapon to the young master, which can be regarded as some compensation for him!"

The Ancestral Star Sword smiled siniverly, and opened the prohibition of the Soul Disc Sword to the maximum, only to see more dense resentful soul shadows crawling out of the ground, almost blocking Li Feng's connection with the Xuanfeng Shield, and then pounced towards Li Feng like a locust.

"My life has always been here, but no one wants to take it away, not even in the sky, let alone you!"

Li Feng completely ignored the pain of wanting to crack from the depths of his soul, flipped it with one hand, and the Xunfeng pocket appeared in the palm of his hand, and when he threw it upward, it rose in the wind, turning into a house as big as a house, and a force that sucked heaven and earth suddenly came out of his pocket, sucking all the resentful soul shadows of the previous servants into the pocket.

"What? You still have such weapons?"

Zu Xingjian's face changed drastically, obviously he didn't expect that Li Feng had more powerful magic weapons in addition to the Xuanfeng Shield.

"There's so much more you didn't expect, but you don't have a chance!"

Li Feng's handprint changed, and the suction of Xunfeng's pocket was aimed at the Ancestral Star Sword, which absorbed the power of heaven and earth, and shrouded towards the latter.

The Ancestral Star Sword roared angrily, and the vitality of the whole body burst out, like the scorching sun burning with rage, looking from afar, illuminating the entire forest transparently.

The Ancestral Star Sword struggled to leap backwards, and the moment it rose from the ground, it opened a ravine on the ground and broke free from the huge suction.

Li Feng did not continue to use the Xunfeng Pocket to pursue, although the power of this magic weapon was extremely powerful, but the consumption of himself was also huge, and he could not use it for a long time, and with Li Feng's current physical condition, he could not do continuous attacks.

"Die!"

Li Feng beckoned, and the Xuanfeng shield inserted on the ground turned into a rotating light blade again, slashing diagonally towards the Ancestral Star Sword.

"You can't kill me!"

Zu Xingjian shouted fiercely, and the Soul Disc Sword in his hand slashed out, turning into countless resentful soul shadows, and frantically biting away.

Sting!

The rotating light blade slashed the resentful soul shadow, but it was also shocked back and returned to Li Feng's hands.

"Now let me show you the true power of the Soul Sword!"

The Ancestral Star Sword technique changed continuously, and suddenly inserted the Soul Disc Sword into the ground, only to see a ring containing a forbidden aura of demonic energy conjuring out, spreading in a circle, like a ripple shape.

The heavens and the earth changed color, a cloud of black clouds covered the moonlight, and a sinister wind rolled up in the forest, and the bitter coldness was like a sharp knife condensed by evil qi.

A huge black shadow emerged from the ground, but it was a half-substantial body of the resentful soul shadow, as tall as ten zhang, and a fierce aura that could not be matched by thousands of resentful spirits spontaneously appeared, like a god of death from hell.

"This is a thousand-year-old spirit?"

Li Feng's eyes froze, but he couldn't imagine that the other party's magic weapon could actually summon a fierce spirit with a thousand-year-old resentment power.

Fierce spirits are creatures condensed by the power of thousands of years of resentment, and they are also different from ordinary resentful spirits, which can only appear at night, but as time passes, the body of the resentful spirit will also be eroded by the years and dissipate.

However, the fierce spirit is a fierce body that is difficult to erode for thousands of years, and has a preliminary divine sense, can continue to cultivate, and live by devouring the souls of mortals, and has become a harmful thing, according to legend, once the fierce spirit has cultivated for 5,000 years, he can regain his vitality and become a peerless demon, to stretch his grievances that are difficult to reconcile for thousands of years.

"But I wonder how much nourishment your soul will give to this evil spirit?"

A cruel smile rose at the corner of Zu Xingjian's mouth.