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And in the edge of the place, there is a figure, which is slowly standing up at this moment, but the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and blood is slowly falling with the corners of his mouth.

The dripping falls under the body, accompanied by the Yin and Yang Dao diagram, and slowly disappears.

On his body, there was the power of the five elements circling, and the surrounding void was trembling with it, and the void ripples.

Beiyin... Sure enough, it's strong.

But if it's not like that, where do you go to find a reason to become stronger?!

Yan Feng raised his head suddenly, and a certain figure with a determined color came out like an arrow from the string in an instant, heading straight for Beiyin, who was standing in the center of the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram.

Rumble!

A roar that shook the heavens and the earth resounded throughout the Yin Yang Dao diagram, and the qi waves spread out in a circle, causing the enchantment above the peak of the decisive god to tremble, and white light flashed frequently.

Beiyin, only a pair of cold eyes looked at Yan Feng, and at this moment, he also stretched out a hand to resist Yan Feng's fist, and the strong wind raged between the two.

The floor-length black hair and the pale hair of the harsh wind occasionally intersected.

Four-eyed... In an instant, at this moment, Beiyin waved his big hand, and the same huge force as before struck towards Yan Feng.

The figure retreated violently again, but unlike the last time, this time Yan Feng had already been prepared, the figure hovered in mid-air, and finally landed, but it also drew a full hundred feet on the ground before stopping.

The blood at the corners of his mouth was flowing even more.

However, there was still a cold look in his eyes, he stood up again, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, the corners of Yan Feng's mouth rose slightly, and there was a harvest in his eyes.

Through the two blows just now, Yan Feng touched it for a while, and the incarnation of Beiyin was suppressed in the early stage of the Spirit Realm at this moment, probably with the power of the early stage of the Golden Immortal.

In the clouds and mist surrounded on all sides, Linglian clenched her hands tightly, looking at Yan Feng on the peak of the decisive god, especially seeing the blood on the corner of Yan Feng's mouth, her eyes were full of worry, and the expression on Linglian's face was naturally seen by Nezha next to her.

His eyebrows furrowed even more at this moment, and he turned to look at Yan Feng on the peak of the decisive god.

What the hell is this person... What is the relationship with his junior sister, so that his junior sister is so worried about him.

What made him even more strange was that the more he looked at this person... The more I felt a sense of familiarity.

On the top of the decisive god, Yan Feng stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he stretched out his hand, and suddenly a black and white light slowly lit up in his hand.

A knife...!

A ghost slashing knife with Qin Xiaobao's painstaking power!

On the blade of the knife, the silver-white carved patterns are engraved, shining a little in this fairy mist.

When Yan Feng breaks through to the spirit immortal, he can turn the instrument into an invisible and conceal it in the body.

Fang Cai also estimated that Beiyin at this moment, with the power of the early stage of the Golden Immortal, that self...!

"Slash!"

Yan Feng's eyes condensed, and he suddenly shouted loudly, the sound came out like a flood of thunder, and suddenly the black and white light of the ghost slaying knife in his hand lit up, and it turned into a thousand zhang in an instant, Yan Feng's body did not move, but the knife slashed towards Beiyin.

The sound of the sword wind almost cut through the void!

Everywhere you go, the void ripples and reverberate!

But this knife... But it stopped at a distance of ten feet from the ground, and stopped above Beiyin's head, as if there was an inexplicable force, blocking the knife halfway.

The blade of the Ghost Slashing Knife was only three feet away from Beiyin at this moment, and the raging sword wind made its long hair fly wantonly.

Yan Feng's hand holding the knife suddenly pressed down again at this moment, and the ghost slashing knife that was originally immovable actually pressed down by a foot!

This foot of pressure actually made nearly half of the gods who were watching the battle stand up, and all of them had horror on their faces...

How... How can it be!

That knife was really pressed down!

"Broken...!!"

Yan Feng roared, and the hands holding the knife, the place in the palm of the hand, the colorful streamer appeared in an instant, like five long dragons, circling the body of the thousand-zhang broadsword.

Beiyin, at this moment, for the first time, frowned slightly.

Look up at the blade approaching him.

Yan Feng's eyes condensed... He wants to force Beiyin to break through his seal!

The power of the five elements existing in the body, at this moment, all burst out, and the surging five-colored streamer, like a long river of vertical and horizontal, actually surrounded the entire Yin and Yang Dao diagram.

And on top of the Thousand Feet Ghost Slashing Knife, at this time, a huge shadow of a white tiger appeared, and the sound of roaring sounded, because of the power of the five elements, this white tiger was also shining with colorful light at the moment!

The blade of the knife actually went down a foot in a moment!

At this moment, the blade of the Ghost Slashing Knife was only a foot away from Beiyin!

One foot away!

This scene, this knife, this battle!

There was an uproar in an instant, and all the gods, whether they were watching the battle in the clouds and mist around the Decisive God Peak, or the gods of the Divine Sealing Platform, or the various departments of the Asgard Palace, all of them were frowning at this moment, and they couldn't hide the horror in their eyes... I couldn't help but have a question in my heart.

A question that I didn't even dare to think about before!

Don't... This early incarnation of the Northern Yin Emperor's Spirit Realm is really going to lose?

Or is it that Beiyin will break through the seal of self-cultivation against faith.

But once the seal is broken, it's still a loss...

If you don't break the seal, even if you are an incarnation, if you are scattered, it will cause a lot of damage to the body.

Losing to a Spiritual Realm Early... Even if it is to suppress cultivation, it is definitely something that an emperor can endure!

Emperor of Beiyin... How will you choose?!

Yan Feng, his eyes are burning like fire, reflecting the figure of Beiyin!

"Come on, big brother... Come on!"

Linglian clenched her hands tightly, and even sweat slid down her cheeks on her head, looking intently at Yan Feng on the peak of the decisive god, nervous...

At this moment, suddenly a large hand reached out and grabbed her hand.

Linglian, who was extremely nervous, was stunned, this hand... It's Nezha's.

"Senior brother, you..."Ling Lian was a little surprised.

Nezha looked at Linglian with a gentle smile on his face: "Don't worry, your big brother, you can do it." ”

Linglian... At this moment, he suddenly blushed, but he nodded desperately.

"Big brother, big brother... Definitely!"

"You... Who the hell is it. Nezha turned his head to look at the peak of the decisive god, looked at the thousand-zhang big knife, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Can you win in the end... It's really unknown. ”

Emperor of Beiyin... After all, it's the emperor!

At the peak of the decisive god, Bei Yin's brows furrowed slightly at this moment, it is estimated that he himself did not expect that in the early stage of a spirit realm, he would be able to wield such strength and press himself so tightly.

Looking at this blade that is close at hand, there is a rich five-colored streamer on it, at this moment... It's still slowly pressing.

One foot is ten inches, and the blade of the ghost slashing has been pressed from a distance of one foot to eight inches!

The prosperity of the blade is almost about to crush Beiyin's true person into powder!

Looking from the fairy palace below, the entire Yin-Yang Dao diagram, the original black and white, is now filled with five-colored streamers, and even in the raging wind on it, there are also five-color streamers, a thousand-foot knife, and a huge multicolored white tiger, roaring in the sky!

"Slash!!"

Yan Feng raised his head to the sky and roared, and with a bang, endless colorful streamers appeared on his body, and the knife that was originally stagnant was like water opening the gate in an instant, and it fell in an instant.

Beiyin raised his head slightly, indifferently looking at the blade that was already coming.

A strand of hair, flying up, was actually cut off under this blade...!

(To be continued.) )