Gao Feng was stunned and turned his head.

I saw that on the cliff behind him, there was a young man wrapped in a black robe, his face was blank, he looked like a zombie, and he didn't know if he was laughing, but if it wasn't him, there was no living person within a few miles around.

Gao Feng shouted: "Who are you, dare to laugh at me......? , are you a member of the Burning Sky Fire Sect?"

The black-robed young man stared at him, his gaze completely unfocused. A cold wind blew, Gao Feng suddenly shivered, and said secretly: Although I was having fun just now, he was able to hide from my divine sense and deceive him silently, if he sneaked attacked, then ...... Thinking so, the blood in his eyes faded a little again, and he looked almost close to the level of a normal person.

Just as he was thinking, the black-robed young man took a step forward and said "hehe" again. When he laughed, his face was expressionless, as if laughter came from his stomach.

Gao Feng shook his head, as if his reason and emotions were struggling, and the blood color that had originally faded suddenly poured into his eyes, and he suddenly shouted: "You dare to laugh at me? Do you know who you are laughing at? You dare to be rude to Gao Feng's real person!"

The black-robed young man smiled, his body did not move, his knees did not bend, he suddenly shifted a few feet, and the glass fire brushed his body, and when he landed, he hit the hill and burst open.

Gao Feng's face changed, and the red tide in his eyes retreated again, but this retreat was already very unclear, just a little discoloration would immediately surge blood, his hair stood upside down, and the reddish on the tips of his hair eroded along with the blood in his eyes, and shouted: "You are looking for death" Reaching out and pinching it, a flame ten times larger than just now formed.

The flames were still colorful, gathering but not dispersing this time, dividing into five strands in the air, each with the thickness of a hug, hanging over his head like a huge claw of a beast.

He roared and shouted, "Go—the Heavenly Fire Divine Claw!"

The huge claws stretched out, like a beast probing its claws, and grabbed the place where the young man stood, and when he grabbed it, the flames were monstrous, and he grabbed it in his hand within a hundred feet in front of him, and closed it fiercely, and a pinch of it was full of fire, and a wisp of green smoke rose, and when he opened his palm again, it was empty. The smell of burnt flesh was in the air.

Gao Feng couldn't stop laughing and said: "The bones and scum are gone, this is the end of laughing at the real person!"

I just heard someone behind me laughing "hehe".

He turned his head suddenly, only to see a black shadow glaring at him behind him, it was the young man, wrapped in black clothes all over his body, and not even a single corner of his clothes was damaged. This time, the young man not only smiled, but also the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a stiff and ugly smile.

This young man's body was so strange that he escaped a hundred feet away in an instant, not only leaving the range of the giant claw, but also sneaking behind Gao Feng.

Gao Feng's face gradually turned red, and he said in a low voice: "Laugh at your mother's fart!"

Suddenly he looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes completely lost focus, his hair suddenly turned blood red, fluttering towards the sky like a flame, if you look closely, you can see that there are some slight curls on the tips of the hair, which seem to be scorched marks. He pinched five glass fires with both hands, each of which was round like a bead and smooth like glass, slowly rotating around his head, as if even his head had become one of the flames, and the color change was even more weird. He roared again, his voice like the mournful screams of a wild beast, almost silent, and the glass fire flew forward like a spinning top.

The young man's black floated backwards, his body was so fast that he almost twisted, and instead of dodging and retreating, he slanted forward in an incredible trajectory, as if he was about to throw himself into a net.

Seeing a flash of light, a black shadow actually drilled through the five glazed fire rings, and the flames grazed his thick black robe, but after all, there was not a trace of spark. After a drill, the young man was only a few feet away from Gao Feng, and his white face reflected the five-colored firelight, which set off his wooden expression very strangely. ...,

Suddenly, the young man's footsteps were a little, and his body accelerated again at an extremely fast speed, and he suddenly rushed forward several feet, and punched down hard.

Gao Feng's five glazed fires made a move, and his strength was obviously attenuated, and even his hair fell full, as if he was powerless to float. At this time, seeing the young man counterattacking, he was shocked, pinched the magic trick in his hand again, and a clump of glass appeared again.

But this flame was obviously congenitally insufficient, not only was the flame scarce, but it shook a few times, and it could not be formed. Not to mention the transformation into a giant claw bead as before.

After all, Gao Feng had just turned his qi into refinement, and there was only one supernatural power that could match his cultivation, in fact, he made a decision immediately and used other spells he had cultivated during the foundation building period to face the battle, but it was not impossible. But the flames burned all over his body, and the red tide in his eyes seemed to have forgotten all the methods, and in the heavens and on the ground, there was only the glass fire in his hand. The fire in his hand did not condense, so he simply clenched it into a fist, took the colorful flames as a fist wind, roared, and hit it out. The two sides punched each other.

Gao Feng shouted, flew upside down for several feet, and blood gushed backwards, spurting out wildly.

The young man was silent, stopped in place, and seemed to be fine, but after a moment, with a snort, it turned into a flame!

Although Gao Feng was in the air, he had already seen the end of the young man as soon as he was devoured by the flames, and the bones were all gone, and he couldn't help but laugh loudly, although the blood sprayed wildly in the air, but the laughter was endless.

Suddenly, with a snort, blood splattered.

Behind him, there was a silver light that had been waiting for a long time.

Silver light, sword qi is sharp, but the sword light is subtle, in fact, it is hidden in the sword weapon, there has never been a trace of leakage, has been quietly waiting outside the battlefield, like a fierce beast that chooses the opportunity to prey on its prey.

Until Gao Feng's body flew over-crashed-penetrated!

Piercing through the sword is no different from piercing through the body of a mortal, or a piece of rotten wood.

The hunter who was waiting for the rabbit immediately withdrew his sword and flew out upside down the moment he got his hands on it. Not even the blood is waiting to pour out.

Cheng Jun's sword is undoubtedly powerful. As early as the time of Jiuyan Mountain, it was enough to split the flesh and bones of a demon beast like the Walking Dead Earth Dragon, not to mention a human whose muscles and bones were far inferior to that of demon beasts. As long as he is cut head-on, any spirit real person will only be cut in two.

It's just that most of the time, a foundation-building monk has absolutely no way to use a sword against a real soul person, and the all-round gap makes them easily wiped out ten zhang or even a hundred zhang away. Even the sword cultivation with the most amazing combat power cannot cross the gap in the realm. Cheng Jun needs to create a chance for himself to use a puppet corpse that can fight head-on with the real spirit person.

The puppet corpse Li Baocai, which was already weird, attracted attention, and used it as a bait was an excellent choice, but unfortunately because of the manipulation, Cheng Jun couldn't let him speak, so he had to smirk for a long time, and it actually achieved the effect.

Driving the puppet corpse in front and ambushing yourself in the back is easy to say, but it is a fluke to be able to kill with one blow smoothly.

Fortunately, he listened to the professor of the sword elder, and the use of sword qi in swordsmanship has gone up to a higher level, and he can hide the incomparable sword qi without emitting it, hiding it deep in the sword body, without revealing the slightest trace. It's like a needle hidden in the cotton, although it seems harmless, but when it really hits, the sword qi and the sword weapon are fused, and the power is not inferior to the full force of the sword.

Naturally, God also did Cheng Jun a great favor, and it was rare for such a crazy and flawed spirit cultivator to be so flawed.

With a sword in his hand, Cheng Jun immediately escaped, and almost without hesitation, he used the most powerful escape method except for blood escape, and escaped hundreds of zhang in an instant.

The Zhuji monk was pierced through his heart, and he was basically dead, unless there was a means for Cheng Jun to go against the sky for Qin Yue, seal the body, and enter the soul. However, this is not the case with the Soul Cultivator, although the Monk cannot cultivate the Soul Perfection before forming the Essence Pill, it is enough for him to transcend the physical body within a certain period of time and find another residence. As long as the soul is immortal, a real person cannot be considered dead. ...,

Generally, the death match of the real spirit will end with the shattering of the opponent's soul and making the enemy never overborn.

Cheng Jun's sword just now did not break Gao Feng's spirit, so he did not completely kill the other party. If he made up for it with another sword, he might be able to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but he couldn't hand over the second sword while saving himself.

Therefore, Gao Feng still has the possibility of condensing his soul and escaping from death. Even he can take Cheng Jun nearby, Cheng Jun's soul has not been refined by essence, only in terms of strength, he is definitely not Gao Feng's opponent, if Gao Feng is allowed to invade his sea of knowledge, the outcome of this battle will be completely reversed.

Cheng Jun will not give him this opportunity and try his best.

A sword retreat is the best choice.

As long as Gao Feng's spirit is dispersed, he is not given another chance to make a comeback, and this game will be over.

Is it over?

A heavy shadow was pressed down in Cheng Jun's heart, not because he was worried that he would take away himself or escape for revenge, but because of the few keywords that had just rushed into his ears, which caused him a memory.

Heavenly Fire Divine Sect One day the Fire God claws flew upside down, the flame hair flew upside down, one by one lost his mind, a real person, could he be ...... , All kinds of thoughts flashed in Cheng Jun's heart, and an incident in his previous life woke up from his memory again. What he had seen and heard in Qin Jian Peak in the past few days, together with Yin Qi's self-righteous speculation, were all connected in an instant.

What kind of cultivation treasure, what kind of great benefit, if Cheng Jun's guess is correct, Gao Feng can die today, it is already his best end.

But is he dead now?

If Cheng Jun's guess is correct, then it is far from the end of the day.

Seeing Gao Feng being pierced through his heart, his eyes gradually lost their vitality and retreated into dead white, and suddenly, his broken body spasmed, and a stream of blood rushed onto his pupils.

With a bang, Gao Feng's body stood up straight like a zombie, and a layer of flames gradually floated on his body. The bleeding wound suddenly stopped, and a large area of blood condensed on the body, becoming one with the flames, almost invisible.

Suddenly, his hair finally turned completely blood-red, and his skin gradually turned red, like a fire spirit demon.

Cheng Jun said in a low voice: "Here comes one" (