Yan Feng, looking at the spirit body that appeared on Han Tian's side...

The familiar face, the eyes, the eyebrows, the nose...!

Yan Feng's whole person was as if he was stunned!

At this moment, he suddenly thought of ... It's also a point he has been ignoring!

Han Tian, since he has become the Lord of Chaos, naturally... You can gather Cher's spirits.

And the spirit of Xue'er that he has gathered is only one ten-thousandth of it!

Yan Feng forcibly suppressed the mood in his heart, Yan Feng knew very well in his heart... At this moment, Han Tian took out Xue'er's spirit.

That's his bargaining chip!

Yourself had to get chips from!

"What do you want?"

Yan Feng looked at Han Tian, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and his fists were clenched and creaking.

Han Tianjian Yan Feng looked like this, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Yan Feng, his face was ruthless, and he said: "Disperse all your cultivation and cut off your arms!"

As soon as this remark came out...

In Yan Feng's heart, Yan Yuyan's voice suddenly sounded, with anxiety.

"Brother, you must not, if you scatter your cultivation, if you cut off your arms, he can do whatever he wants, and if he doesn't return Sister Xue'er's spirit body when the time comes, he will say something else! Brother, don't do this!"

"Boy, what this stupid girl said is right, you must stay calm, but don't be stupid, really follow what he said to go to the cultivation and cut off your arms. ”

The voice of the old man of the sword spirit also echoed.

Severe wind...

His eyes were indifferent, at this moment, he didn't listen to Yan Yuyan and the voice of the old man of the sword spirit.

At this moment, in Yan Feng's heart, he didn't care about anything.

At this moment, there is only one thing, and that is to take back Cher's spirit, no matter what, no matter what the price will be!

The wind is all... At all costs!

Han Tian, waved his hand at this moment.

In an instant, around Lin Xue'er's spirit body, a strong chaotic origin power appeared, and with the appearance of this origin power, Lin Xue'er's spirit body actually began to tremble!

This source power is as if it wants to shatter Lin Xue'er's spirit!

"Yan Feng, you only have time for a cup of tea. ”

Han Tian looked at Yan Feng, his voice was full of banter!

This is Yan Feng's lifeblood, Han Tian knows it in his heart!

As... Fluttershy is just like him!

Yan Feng, seeing Lin Xue'er's spirit body trembling under the power of this origin, the whole person's expression changed greatly!

People have shortcomings.

Yan Feng's shortcoming is Lin Xue'er!

Eyes tightened...

Yan Feng, his hand clenched tightly, and he raised his hand.

In an instant, the nine Heavenly Crying Desolate Swords around Han Tian disappeared in an instant.

The nine swords merged and returned to Yan Feng's hands.

"I, promise you. ”

The sword in his hand slashed at his right hand in an instant!

Blood, splashing up!

This blood is not bright red blood, but white spiritual blood!

What Yan Feng slashed was not a physical arm, but a spiritual arm!

This slash, if you want to recover, is extremely difficult!

At least... Even if it is Dao Aoki, if he is cut off by an arm like this, he will never be able to recover without a few eras.

With one arm cut off, Yan Feng's face suddenly turned pale!

The severed arm, as soon as Fang fell, turned into spiritual light and dissipated.

"Hahahaha!"

Han Tian's arrogant laughter sounded again at this moment, and the smugness on his face made people want to crush his bones directly!

"There's another one!

Han Tian suddenly pointed at Yan Feng, with this commanding tone!

Yan Feng, there was anger in his eyes, he couldn't wait to cut Han Tian with a sword...

But no!

Xue'er's spirit is in his hand, this Han Tian... One thought is enough to completely wipe out Lin Xue'er's spirit from this world!

In this way, Lin Xue'er is afraid that she is really dead!

In this world, there is no longer the slightest thing!

"Brother, don't!"

By Yan Feng's side, Yan Yuyan's spirit body turned out, and he hurriedly grabbed Yan Feng and prevented him from cutting off his other arm!

"Silly boy, don't you understand?"

In Yan Feng's heart, the voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded, and the old man of the sword spirit at this moment was a little embarrassed.

He really didn't expect that Yan Feng looked cold and ruthless, decisive in killing, and he was still a seed of infatuation, and he could do such things for the sake of the person he loved.

"Even if you cut off your arms and scatter your cultivation, do you think he will return the person you want?"

"No! When you disperse and cultivate, you will be the fish on the knife, let it be slaughtered!"

The voice of the old man of the sword spirit kept echoing, wanting to stop Yan Feng.

But... The old man of the sword spirit didn't know.

What Yan Feng decided to do, anyone... I can't persuade them!

Look at that Han Tian...

Yan Feng's voice was full of coldness.

"Look, here's another one!"

His eyes froze!

In an instant, the sky in Yan Feng's hand cried out, and in an instant, it burst out, directly towards Yan Feng's left arm.

Slash down!

White spiritual blood splashed up in an instant!

On Yan Feng's forehead, fine sweat began to appear, but Yan Feng didn't let out a muffled snort.

Just looked at Han Tian coldly.

The severed left arm also sank into the void and dissipated into spiritual light!

"Brother..."

Yan Yuyan on the side, looking at Yan Feng with both arms broken, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes...

"Silly boy, you said that you are a person who usually seems quite shrewd, how can you be so ridiculous. ”

The sigh of the old man of the sword spirit sounded in Yan Feng's heart.

And the harsh wind...

At this moment, his face was pale, and his body was faintly unstable.

At Hantian's side, Fluttershy ...... Looking at Yan Feng at this moment, there was a trace of unbearability on his face.

She naturally knew.

Yan Feng would do this, all because of this woman...

Fluttershy, looking at Cherry's spirit.

Lin Xue'er's spirit body fell into a deep sleep, unable to perceive what was happening in the outside world.

Han Tian, looking at Yan Feng, who had already cut off his arms, the corners of his mouth rose, and his eyes were still ruthless.

"And... Your cultivation!"

Yan Feng, his face was pale at the moment, he had fought with Han Tian before, and he was already seriously injured in order to make a fight, and at this moment he had broken his arms, and his body was already in extreme weakness.

If you disperse and cultivate...

"Boy, you can think clearly, don't be stupid!"

In Yan Feng's heart, the voice of the old man of the sword spirit was a little anxious.

After all... If it is a strict wind cultivation, it will be scattered!

That is the existence that has completely been reduced to Han Tian's manipulation!

Yan Feng took a few deep breaths slightly, his eyes condensed... Look at Han Tian.

Arms, empty.

Yan Feng said in a cold voice: "I can disperse my cultivation to the same existence as you at this moment, you give me Xue'er's spirit, and I will disperse the rest of my cultivation!"

Han Tian, listening to Yan Feng's words, raised his hand slightly.

Suddenly, Lin Xue'er's spirit on his side floated towards the Yan Feng.

Severe wind...

Seeing Lin Xue'er's spirit, there was a deep attachment in his eyes!

With the color of doing whatever it takes!

Eyes, suddenly condensed!

In an instant, from Yan Feng's body, there is an extremely powerful power... Start to disperse!

The entire chaos, the surging qi waves, swept everywhere!