Shi Yifeng only made a random move, and under this finger, in a trance, there seemed to be a great power, and an extremely terrifying aura appeared instantly. Without waiting for himself to be surprised, the power of that finger instantly collided with the bloody man that Sima Kun had turned into by consuming the power of vitality to improve his cultivation.

"Ahh。。。。。。h A burst of inhuman screams came from Sima Kun's mouth, making people shudder. This scream can be said to be extremely terrible, and people can't help but feel that the person who made such a scream is not entering the legendary hell and is undergoing eighteen kinds of torture.

Faintly, even Shi Yifeng seemed to be a little unbearable, even if he had a deep hatred with this person. However, after such a long time, it should have been forgotten a long time ago, and it was Sima Kun's father Sima Feng who killed his grandfather back then. Originally, all this had nothing to do with Sima Kun at all, as long as he said that his grandfather's soul was handed over, the grievances and grievances between the two would be over.

"Why bother, Shi didn't want to kill you, but he had to make such a heavy hand。。。。。。 Looking at Sima Kun in the distance, who seemed to be frozen at his feet, only his body was trembling, the only remaining kindness in Shi Yifeng's heart was finally slowly drowned in the shouts of this person. The indifference in his eyes finally replaced the trace of hesitation.

With a "bang", a huge sound instantly resounded on the Tongxian River, and the ice layer more than a foot thick was completely destroyed by the power of the explosion, forming a water surface that could be dozens of zhang in size. Streams of heat continued to emerge from the water, and then the river slowly rose, exceeding the height of the ice, and spilling out in all directions.

Shi Yifeng looked at it, only to see that there was nothing else in front of him except a piece of heat. Sima Kun, who was still alive not long ago, had already turned into ashes under his fingers. It seems that even the primordial gods have never escaped, and they have disappeared into the world forever, and even the qualification for reincarnation has been lost.

From now on, maybe the people who are alive, they can remember that there was once a person named Sima Kun, who once worshiped the Netherworld Sect. Yet a hundred years later, perhaps no one will ever remember that there was such a person. Hundreds of years later, this generation is dying and walking, and no one can remember that such a person once existed, as if he had never appeared.

sighed softly, I don't know why, Shi Yifeng's mood at this time was not relaxed because he killed the enemy. On the contrary, it was full of a faint melancholy and helplessness, and in the silence, the whole person seemed to be stupid, quietly staring at the snow in the sky, and letting them fall on his face。。。。。。

The grievances and grievances of these two people also ended completely with Sima Kun's death. From now on, he no longer has to worry about the safety of his loved ones all day long. Finally, I can calm down, cultivate my own way, and understand the myriad forms of this world.

Flying gently to the bank of the Tongxian River, the wooden box lay quietly in the snowdrift, motionless. It was already covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, and if it waited a little longer, it might be buried on the banks of the Tongxian River. If you want to find it yourself, it will take some time.

Both hands gently patted the dark box, Shi Yifeng wanted to open it, but his hands stopped. He was afraid, afraid that because of his recklessness, the soul inside would be damaged. If it is not done properly, it is equivalent to erasing the soul of my grandfather.

Reciting the spell slightly, I saw a clear light that flew out of the ring in front of his chest in an instant. Immediately afterwards, the dark wooden box in his hand slowly floated up, moving towards his chest, and in the blink of an eye, the wooden box suddenly disappeared in front of Shi Yifeng.

After doing all this, he slowly flew towards the place where Du Moyan was standing, and floated quietly in the company of snowflakes in the sky. The smile that had disappeared for a long time reappeared on his face, like the warmest sunshine under the hazy sky.

At this moment, in his eyes, there was nothing else, only the woman in front of him. Once upon a time, this woman took off the veil that she hadn't taken off for many years for herself, exposing her true face to herself. Once upon a time, this woman said something that ordinary women did not dare to say for herself. Once upon a time, this woman risked the world, regardless of the difference in generation, and was willing to say what was in her heart.

All of this was vivid in his mind, as if it had reappeared yesterday, and he could not forget it. He didn't dare to let this woman down, because he was afraid that he would hurt him, and from then on there would be one less lively woman in the world, and one more fairy who lived in loneliness all day long.

He didn't want to let down this woman, just because in his heart, she always occupied the most important position. Just like the huge Tongxian River, to him, she is the Tongxian River, all he has. If he failed her, he couldn't imagine how he would punish himself.

He can't live up to this woman, in his infatuation, how can this woman's affection for him be understood by others. Even if there are any twists and turns in this, it doesn't matter what demons he has in his heart, the important thing is that he can overcome these distractions.

Gently falling on the ice, at the moment of wind and snow, Shi Yifeng suddenly found that after not seeing her for a long time, this woman seemed to be much thinner again. For a moment, he suddenly felt as if only the figure of this woman was left in front of him, and there was no other external object.

Gently holding the woman's face, Shi Yifeng didn't speak, not that he didn't want to speak, but that he had too many words in his heart, but he didn't know where to start. can only stare at this peerless face so quietly, and dare not move away, for fear that after this move, when she looks back, she will disappear in front of her.

Two lines of tears couldn't help but flow down from the woman's eyes, Du Moyan's heart was even more complicated, dazed, but more love! How many years, from the first time she saw this man, she was deeply rooted in love and couldn't extricate herself.

thought that God would not pity her as a weak woman, but God finally opened his eyes. This man, perhaps, from this moment on, really accommodated her and put her in the most important place in his heart. All this, how not to move her, how not to leave happy tears.

This man finally grew up, and he couldn't imagine that he had been left so far behind by him in the past few years. When he first entered the sect, he was a beginner monk like himself. Now in the past few years, he has reached the realm of Yuanying, and he is still in the realm of the middle stage of Jindan.

Not long ago, he was even more powerful, in the ordinary body, under one finger, the strong enemy was wiped out, the bones were gone, and even the original god never escaped. What a divine power this is, the enemy's cultivation can be said to be much more advanced than him, but he was completely defeated by a finger.

Gently wiping away Du Moyan's tears, Shi Yifeng was also full of emotion in his heart, after such a long time, the two of them finally took that crucial step at this moment. Cultivators, in the final analysis, are still human beings, and they are not completely detached from the mundane love and love.

The two of them just looked at each other quietly, like statues in the world, motionless. When the cold wind came out, it couldn't help but bring bursts of snowflakes that quickly swept towards them. This scene, as if frozen, stayed in the hearts of the two forever.

However, what Shi Yifeng didn't know was that this battle could be said to have alarmed many people. Now, among the many Yuanying monks, he can be said to be an invincible existence. The most direct thing is that in the Netherworld Sect to which Sima Kun belongs, there are many Yuanying cultivators, and it can be said that Shi Yifeng has been regarded as a killing god.

"Sima Kun, sure enough, he was defeated in the hands of this kid. From today onwards, all the Yuanying Cultivators of my Nether Sect, if they see this person, they will take a detour!"

Ouyang Batian was like having eaten a bitter gall, and his heart was miserable. According to his plan, he originally wanted to take this opportunity to strangle Shi Yifeng at this stage. In this way, it can be said that it is not only for Sima Kun to settle the grievances, but also equivalent to killing the genius in the Dao Sect.

However, this matter has always failed. It's not that his plan isn't thorough enough, or that Sima Kun's cultivation isn't enough to kill this person. In fact, he didn't expect Shi Yifeng's combat power to be in the Yuanying realm, and it can be said that he is invincible.

With just one finger, Sima Kun died instantly, and even the Yuan Shen did not escape, what is the difference between this and instant killing? He has never seen such a strange method in reality, if it weren't for Wei Yi Zhenren on the other side, he would have killed this kid fifty miles away.

He didn't make a move, and at that time, he was not the only one watching this battle of life and death. Under his divine sense, he noticed that at least four or five people were watching from the sidelines, just like him. Moreover, the strength of these people is not much different from him, especially Wei Yi'er, his cultivation is no longer inferior to himself.

Even if he was unwilling, there was no way. If at that time, once he makes a move, Wei Yizhen will definitely fight back immediately. If it really comes to this point, things will get out of hand, and when the time comes, it will not only be a battle between the Dao Sect and the Nether Sect. It is likely to involve more than half of the forces in the entire Eastern Regions, and the Netherworld Sect will naturally inevitably fall under the reality of the population and be attacked on all sides.

This was not the result he wanted to see, no matter what, the Netherworld Sect couldn't be ruined in his own hands because of a small Sima Kun. When the time comes, after he ascends to the Immortal Realm, what face will he have to meet the founding ancestor of the Netherworld Sect, and what face will he have to face the heroic spirit of his predecessors who have died in the past 10,000 years。。。。。。