"That's why you're too weak." Zhao Feiyu grinned, as if he was sneering at the monk, "The monks of the Tianxuan Realm are nothing more than that, it is so difficult to deal with me as a mortal realm monk, and it is like pursuing an endless avenue?" I can't dream of it. ”

Zhao Feiyu said a trash talk, and the feeling of depression in his heart instantly eased a lot.

When the monk heard Zhao Feiyu's words, his calm face finally showed a look of anger.

"You're looking for death." The monk said, word for word, "I will dig your soul out of your head and see what kind of mystery you harbor." ”

The monk held the iron sword in his right hand, and the terrible coercion enveloped the heavens and the earth.

The iron sword began to roar, and a burst of black light emanated from its surface, and a terrifying killing intent roared between heaven and earth.

Zhao Feiyu could feel the fierce killing intent of that iron sword, as if he was going to cut off his body and soul.

"Broken!" The sword cultivator snorted lightly, and a black sword light slashed towards Zhao Feiyu in an instant.

That sword light was several times stronger than the previous sword light, and this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure of that sword light, and the void was full of the sound of Weng Ming.

Looking at that sword light, Zhao Feiyu knew that he couldn't dodge, he could only resist this sword light.

"Thunder!" Zhao Feiyu shouted angrily, and the thunder power in the thunder spirit vein began to surge wildly.

A thunderbolt burst out from Zhao Feiyu's palm, wrapped in terrifying destructive power, and instantly collided with the black sword light.

In an instant, a terrifying force exploded from the void and roared in all directions, destroying this ancient forest.

Countless pieces of dust and trees drifted between heaven and earth, obscuring all scenes.

When the dust and ashes gradually dispersed, the monk stood in place, his expression was still very calm, the iron sword in his hand flashed with a trace of thunder, and the thunder power that Zhao Feiyu had just used had not completely dissipated, and it was still on the monk's iron sword.

And Zhao Feiyu still maintained the posture of using the Wild Thunder Technique, and a red mark appeared on his chest, as if the sword light slashed above his body.

Zhao Feiyu stared at the monk deadly, a touch of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and then he began to cough heavily, and the blood was scattered in front of Zhao Feiyu.

When the monk saw Zhao Feiyu's scene, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he still looked a little dissatisfied, and wiped the blade of the iron sword in his hand with two fingers.

"I didn't expect my sword to make you fall." The monk said as if he was naturally muttering to himself, "It's a pity that the Monk Alliance has issued an order that you can only be captured alive and not killed directly, otherwise you would have already become the ghost of the long sword in my hand." ”

Zhao Feiyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the monk coldly, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The monk looked at the thunder light that flickered on the sword body from time to time, and said, "I didn't expect you to be an extremely rare thunder spirit vein, no wonder you appeared here." Your identity is really becoming more and more confusing, and I am now very curious about which sect you are from, and why you came here. A monk in a mere mortal realm has so many secrets, no wonder he can kill a monk in the Xuan realm. ”

The monk couldn't help but sneer at Zhao Feiyu's expression, raised his head slightly, looked at Zhao Feiyu, and pointed the long sword in his hand at Zhao Feiyu, "Let me see what amazing means you have as a monk in the mortal realm." ”

Zhao Feiyu endured the pain coming from his body, condensed his soul power, and used the stabbing technique towards the monk.

The monk's expression changed suddenly, and his calm face finally changed, and he looked at Zhao Feiyu in disbelief, and then a touch of pain appeared on his face.

The Divine Piercing Technique specializes in attacking the Divine Soul, and there are very few monks who specialize in cultivating the Divine Soul, especially the monks below the Heavenly Realm, and all kinds of Soul Skills are as rare as a rarity.

Being able to use soul skills often results in unexpected results.

However, most of the monks below the Heavenly Realm are extremely weak, and their soul power is not much strong, and the lethality of the soul skills that can be used is not enough, and at most they can temporarily disturb the opponent.

And the Condor Sect monk had never defended Zhao Feiyu at all, and he never thought that Zhao Feiyu would actually use soul magic to attack him.

Moreover, although the Divine Eagle Sect monk was a monk of the Heavenly Xuan Realm, the monk was obviously majoring in swordsmanship, and the cultivation of the divine soul was still average, and he was bombarded by Zhao Feiyu's stabbing technique for a while, and the divine soul seemed to be torn apart, and instantly fell into great pain.

The monk stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhao Feiyu hurriedly urged his blood qi and fled frantically into the distance.

"You're looking for death!" The monk's eyes were already bloodshot, and there was a flash of madness in his eyes, "I will kill you even if I break the rules!" ”

"Extinguish!" The monk roared angrily and swung his sword at Zhao Feiyu.

Zhao Feiyu only felt a terrifying coercion behind him, and he hurriedly looked behind him.

I saw a huge sword light appear in the sky, that sword light was hundreds of times larger than the sword light that blasted at Zhao Feiyu before, and the power contained in it was extremely amazing, as if it could destroy everything.

"Damn it!" Zhao Feiyu hurriedly summoned the yellow clay furnace and blocked it in front of him.

The speed of that sword light was so fast that Zhao Feiyu didn't have time to dodge it at all.

The terrifying sword light destroyed everything in its path, and instantly bombarded the yellow clay furnace.

Zhao Feiyu only felt that there was an irresistible huge force attacking in an instant, and his body was like a fallen leaf in the wind, which was not controlled at all, and it exploded into the distance, smashing several trees before it stopped.

Zhao Feiyu felt that the world was spinning, the yellow clay furnace fell not far away, as if it had lost its divinity, and the pills in it were even sprinkled all over the ground, many of them had turned into plants and trees and dissipated their spiritual energy, and some of the pills had also melted into a green liquid, flowing on the ground.

Zhao Feiyu endured the pain all over his body as if he was about to fall apart, and summoned the yellow clay furnace back into the sea of souls.

Looking ahead, I saw that this ancient forest had been cut out of a huge clearing by the huge sword light, and all the trees in the place where the sword light passed were destroyed, and the earth was deeply plowed out of a huge ravine.

"Is this the power of the Heavenly Xuan Realm cultivator......" Zhao Feiyu's chest rose and fell violently, he could no longer move his body, and his whole body was filled with severe pain, almost making Zhao Feiyu faint.

The figure of the monk disappeared in an instant, and before Zhao Feiyu could react, he appeared in front of Zhao Feiyu.

The monk looked at Zhao Feiyu coldly and said, "I didn't expect you to take my sword, and you are still alive and have never died." ”

"But the aura of cultivation revealed in your body is still the aura of the mortal realm." The monk stared at Zhao Feiyu deadly, "I think, you should be the doppelganger of a certain big man, the thunder spirit vein is so rare, if that adult knows that you have been killed, he should be angry." ”

"It's that you're too weak." Zhao Feiyu's face full of blood and dust barely squeezed out a smile, "As a monk of the Heavenly Xuan Realm, it is so difficult to deal with a monk of the mortal realm, you are destined to have no future on the road of cultivation, and you will only become a stepping stone under the feet of others, and become a dry bone on the road to achieve others." ”

In Zhao Feiyu's soul sea, Zhao Feiyu's soul had dimmed a lot, as if he was extremely weak.

And Sander's soul fire had sunk into Zhao Feiyu's soul sea at this moment, taking over Zhao Feiyu's control of this body.

At this moment, Zhao Feiyu's words and deeds, every move, are all under the control of Sander.

"What are you doing? You don't think I'm dying fast enough, do you? When Zhao Feiyu heard Sander's words, he almost fainted and couldn't help shouting.

"Don't worry about young people." Sander said as if soothing, "Although you are young, I am very old, I have seen a lot, what kind of scene have I not seen?" Don't worry, I'll take care of the rest. ”

Zhao Feiyu's divine soul was surging with bursts of mist, but in the end, he could only be helpless, and now his divine soul was difficult to control this body, and he could only hand it over to Tander.

When the monk heard Zhao Feiyu's words, his eyes couldn't help twitching for a moment, it was obvious that Sander's words touched the monk's bottom line and successfully angered the monk.

"Good." The monk said slowly, "I hope you will still be able to be so hard-mouthed when you arrive at the Yellow Springs Underworld. ”

"But before I do that, I'm going to imprison your soul and put you through untold pain." The iron sword in the monk's hand pointed at Zhao Feiyu's eyebrows, "When the time comes, I will know the mysteries hidden in your soul." I'm interested in your soul-stinging soul technique. If you told me now, I'd make it less tormenting for you, how about it? ”

"Phew!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm, mixed with blood, spat on the monk's face, and slowly slid down the monk's face.

"Dream, leave it here." A smile appeared on Zhao Feiyu's face again, with an extremely contemptuous look.

"You're looking for death!" A look of anger finally appeared on the monk's calm face, and the iron sword in his right hand hummed and slashed towards Zhao Feiyu's head.

"Lei Yin!" Zhao Feiyu snorted lightly, and the surface of his body was wrapped in the light of thunder, and disappeared in an instant.

The monk's sword slashed through the void, cutting a deep ravine through the earth.

But Zhao Feiyu's body has long since disappeared.

Seeing this, the monk slowly closed his eyes.

The divine consciousness spread towards the surroundings, instantly covering the surrounding area for dozens of miles.

But Zhao Feiyu is still nowhere to be seen.

The monk frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and muttered, "This is impossible...... Why does a monk in the mortal realm have so many means......

"Don't be complacent, I'll kill you sooner or later." Zhao Feiyu's voice sounded from the void and echoed in the monk's ears.

When the monk heard this, the iron sword in his hand swung forward again, and the terrifying sword light seemed to blast the earth out of a ravine.

The roar between heaven and earth has not subsided for a long time.