Xie Zhengliu had actually expected that the other party's strength would not be weak before she fought with Feng Qianyan, but even so, she didn't expect that her almost half-immortal strength would not even be able to break through his defenses on the other side.

The Wuji knife slashed at Feng Qianhan's body, but the other party didn't even have the slightest damage to his clothes, which made Xie Zheng's flu tricky.

"What kind of exercises have you gotten, and this exercise seems to give you unparalleled strength. It's just wonderful, obviously he is only a monk, and he hasn't experienced the Flying Ascension Thunder Tribulation, but he can use immortal power strangely. Feng Qianyan raised his hand and easily dissolved Xie Zhengliu's attack, he looked at this young monk with great interest, and inevitably became curious about Xie Zhengliu's specialness.

Xie Zhengliu didn't mean to talk nonsense with Feng Qianhan at all, she poured the immortal power into the Wuji Knife, and after getting enough energy, this immortal weapon flashed all over her body, and finally regained a little bit of its once powerful appearance.

Xie Zhengliu took advantage of the situation and slashed towards Feng Qianyan again, and this time he really cut off one of the other party's arms.

This scene fell on the eyes of the group of monks on the flying boat, and they all felt happy.

Not to mention, although Xie Zhengliu hadn't given them a good face when he was the demon lord before, but with her, that group of demons really didn't do anything heinous except for besieging and punishing the evil sect.

Even when they began to attack the monks, it was because Cong Feng, the former sect leader of the Punishment Evil Sect, took the initiative to lead the team to attack, and the demons naturally fought with them.

Besides, the cultivation of the great powers is profound, and it is not at all that those demons can hurt.

But the apprentices raised by Feng Qianhan, who were raised, could ignore the gap in cultivation and just drain the luck from them.

Even if they didn't know what kind of exercises Zhao Qingwu and Feng Qianyan used, they didn't fully figure out the truth.

But if you want to take away the luck of the entire cultivation realm for your own use, can this be done by a good person?

Now that Xie Zhengliu has told the truth of everything, so that they can avoid being drained of luck and dying without knowing it, the other party is now back on the path of cultivation, and he is no longer the master of the Demon Domain.

Aware of whose threat was greater, the monks naturally knew who they should help.

Therefore, when they saw that Feng Qianhan was finally injured under Xie Zhengliu's hands, these monks were all excited.

It's just a pity that they weren't happy for long before they were surprised to find that Feng Qianhan's severed hand actually grew out of thin air!

The other party's body no longer seemed to be the body that the human race should have, the part where he was injured would not bleed, and Feng Qianhan would not feel pain.

It's like a puppet artifact, except that the person controlling him is attached to it.

"That's right, you have made progress so quickly, you are really surprising to me compared to Zhao Qingwu." Feng Qianyan still had an inexplicable smile on his lips, "If only the person I had my crush on was you, even if I couldn't use my father's identity to control you, but an apprentice with real sword bones and smart and motivated is much more cost-effective than a stupid daughter who doesn't know how to advance or retreat." ”

Zhao Qingwu, who was still motionless on the side, listened to these silently, and her eyes turned red because of jealousy.

Xie Zhengliu was not affected by Feng Qianyan's words in the slightest, she just held the Wuji Knife that was awakened and attacked Feng Qianyan again and again, even if the injury she cut off on her front foot would heal on her back foot.

But Xie Zhengliu also realized that the healing speed of the other party's wound was slowing down.

It's just that Feng Qianyan doesn't mind exposing this weakness at all, because he knows very well that even if Xie Zhengliu sees his weakness, before he exhausts his self-healing ability, her immortal power will be exhausted by the Infinite Knife first.

Since this method did not work, Xie Zhengliu simply changed his method.

Her gaze swept over the other.

You can recover by cutting off your arm and body, but what about cutting off your head?

As soon as this thought popped up, it instantly occupied all of Xie Zhengliu's consciousness.

She poured a wave of immortal power into the Wuji Knife again, and this time the Wuji Knife could be said to have opened up another layer of power.

This time, Xie Zhengliu no longer only targeted the other parts of this person, but only attacked his head and neck.

Feng Qianhan is indeed very strong, and his swordsmanship is also extraordinarily good.

But Xie Zhengliu is not a vegetarian, she has been a demon master for so long, all kinds of magic weapons and magic weapons have been learned, and she has hundreds of years of experience in fighting in all directions.

The Demon Lord who was born in the baptism of the battlefield is destined to be unusual.

When Xie Zhengliu burst out with all his strength and rushed towards Feng Qianyan, only sword shadows and sword lights flashed in the sky, and the monks and demons below couldn't see their movements clearly.

Everyone only knew that when the two of them stopped, Su Hengyu's body was covered with various wounds, large and small, and Feng Qianyan, who was opposite her, had a head rolling directly to the ground.

The head did not grow again, and Feng Qianhan's body that had lost its head also fell down with a bang.

Xie Zhengliu was not happy about this, she listened to the silence all around, and then a burst of cheers erupted from the flying boat.

Because Feng Qianyan died, the power he exerted on Zhao Qingwu also lost its effect.

Not only did Zhao Qingwu stop absorbing the luck of others, but the rest of the monks could also break free from the control of Zhao Qingwu's exercises.

It's just that stopping the exercises at this moment is not of much use to these monks, after all, they have lost most of their luck, and if they want to make up for it, I am afraid it will be impossible in this life.

Xie Zhengliu didn't listen to the cheers of the monks, nor did he care about how Zhao Qingwu was caught by the angry monks, and what fate he would face next.

She just chased after Feng Qianhan's body that fell to the ground, wanting to see clearly whether the Mingmeng Immortal died with Feng Qianhan, or whether she found the body next to her and fled.

Xie Zhengliu quickly landed in front of the corpse, but before she could look down, a misty light came out of Feng Qianyan's corpse and slammed directly into Xie Zhengliu's head.

This scene startled Xie Zhengliu, she subconsciously raised the Wuji Knife and slashed at the point of light, although the point of light was partially cut off, it still couldn't stop it from moving forward.

But in the blink of an eye, the point of light directly drilled into Xie Zhengliu's brain, and rushed towards her sea of knowledge.

"He wants to take you away!" Wuji's voice sounded in her sea of consciousness, this immortal weapon who had been with Xie Zhengliu for many years and had already had a tacit understanding with Xie Zhengliu immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Xie Zhengliu naturally knew how dangerous she was at the moment, she didn't care about explaining to others, she immediately left here as fast as she could, and found an absolutely hidden cave nearby, and then used the last bit of reason to seal the entrance of the cave.

Then, all of her consciousness returned to the sea of consciousness, and she began to compete with the point of light for the right to use this body.