Xia Feng's sky-breaking slash was of no use at all, he only felt that his body was about to crack, Han Juejia received a strong blow, although there was no sign of damage, but the impact of the huge spiritual power was like hitting Xia Feng's body like a cow across the mountain, and Xia Feng was very uncomfortable at the moment.

After each shadow attacked Xia Feng's body, they all flew back, all gathered at one point, Liu Ruoyu's figure gradually became clear not far from Xia Feng, and with the reunion of each shadow, Liu Ruoyu's breath was also more dignified, but it was still much weaker than before.

"I'm not dead!" Liu Ruoyu panted and looked at Xia Feng, his eyes were very surprised, Luo Yu Wu was the superior spiritual skill of the Luo Yu Sect, and it was easy to kill the other party by leaping over the level, but there was not the slightest scar on Xia Feng's body.

The blue Han Jue armor was put away, and Xia Feng's face was a little pale, such a spiritual power was indeed shocking, and Xia Feng couldn't prevent it at all.

"Blood Demon Kill!" Xia Feng stretched out his left hand, shook it hard, and a wound appeared in the palm of his hand, and the blood began to levitate in his chest, turning into a small sword, the blood on the surface of the small sword was still wriggling, Xia Feng's handprint was constantly changing, and the blood-red little sword disappeared in front of him in an instant.

Seeing this, Liu Ruoyu was also surprised!

Xia Feng is now in the spirit pill realm, the power of this blood demon killing is not the same as in the past, the same consumption is also greater, the blood turned into a small sword and disappeared in Liu Ruoyu's field of vision, and the spiritual sense could not detect the trace of the blood-colored small sword, Liu Ruoyu wanted to retreat hurriedly, but at the moment when he just wanted to retreat, a fierce murderous aura came to his face!

Then at this moment, an old man with long white hair appeared as if out of thin air, holding the blood-red blood demon sword between his two fingers, and the blood-colored sword immediately turned into blood and scattered, and the old man was suspended in front of Liu Ruoyu, looking at Xia Feng, with a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth: "That's it?"

"Spirit Pill Realm Great Perfection!" Emperor Ling said directly to Xia Feng: "Withdraw, all of you are not opponents combined." ”

"Why didn't you find this person before?" Xia Feng frowned, and also felt the killing intent of the other party, and he also had a retreat in his heart.

"It's not that you're the only one in this world

will use the spiritual technique, and others also have other spiritual techniques to cover their breath, just like Bai Junyi's spiritual technique, which is much stronger than you. Di Ling said bluntly.

"Your Excellency is from the Luoyu Sect?" Xia Feng asked tentatively.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" the old man said slowly, he didn't look in a hurry, because he just wanted to protect Liu Ruoyu, as for killing, it depended on the mood.

Obviously, this old man didn't want to kill people because of Liu Ruoyu.

And then right now!

A murderous aura suddenly appeared behind him, the old man frowned, and suddenly turned to look, only to see a ghost-like Mu Ziying appearing behind Liu Ruoyu with a short knife in his hand.

Of course, the old man knew that Liu Ruoyu did not have too much strength to resist now because of his excessive use of spiritual arts, and the old man could see that the other party's assassination technique was obviously very good.

"How dare you kill someone under my nose? really when Ning Tao doesn't exist?" Ning Tao said, feeling a handful of dust in his hand, waving it lightly at Mu Ziying, and the invisible spiritual power directly hit Mu Ziying's chest.

Poof! Mu Ziying vomited a trace of blood, the short knife in his hand was directly knocked away, and the whole person flew out upside down, Xia Feng Fei hugged Mu Ziying, Xia Feng's spiritual sense carefully observed Mu Ziying's body, and felt that the breath was not a big deal, but the injury was relatively serious.

"It's really beyond your power to dare to commit murder in front of me!" the old man sneered, his eyes full of sneer, and at this moment, the old man seemed to have noticed that something was wrong.

Liu Ruoyu behind him suddenly opened his eyes angrily, his hands covered his throat tightly, blood overflowed from his fingers as if he didn't want money, the old man turned around suddenly, and saw a black figure suddenly disappear in front of him.

The white-haired old man looked at the blood, spilling out of Liu Ruoyu's fingers like a spring, his eyes were angry, his hand was slapped, and a spiritual power turned into a golden arrow, shooting towards the empty void.

The golden arrow struck out, the speed was so fast, an arrow flew out, the black figure hidden in the air suddenly escaped, the chaser covered the bleeding shoulder and retreated to Xia Feng's side, and said in a cold tone: "A sword kills, but the soul is not damaged." ”

"It's hard work!" Xia Feng nodded, a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the old man and said, "It seems that we are not overwhelmed." ”

The white-haired old man hurriedly covered Liu Ruoyu's wound, and the spiritual power continued to be transmitted into Liu Ruoyu's body, and at the same time poured in the elixir to restore her injury, but at this time, he found out that the knife was poisonous, and it was also highly poisonous.

"You don't have the power to go back to heaven, go back and let your master find you a good body. The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed, taking out a black bottle with the word 'soul' written on it.

The white-haired old man drew a few handprints in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Collect!" The black soul bottle in the old man's hand was collected from Liu Ruoyu who was lying on the flying bowl, and Liu Ruoyu's soul was included in the bottle.

"Next, you all die!" the white-haired old man got up slowly, and the words in his mouth were as if he was talking about trivial things, very plain.

He was not good at protecting this trip, and when he went back to Luoyu Sect, he naturally couldn't stand the punishment, and he had to face cynicism from the same sect, and what scared him even more was Liu Ruoyu's master, who was a spirit infant powerhouse who couldn't be provoked by others.

Thinking of this, Ning Tao felt very uncomfortable, if he was letting these people escape now, then he would really be a joke of the Luoyu Sect, a laughing stock in the mouths of the senior brothers.

"Don't you think that with the realm of the Great Perfection of your Spirit Pill Realm, you can kill all of us?" A sneer appeared on the indifferent face of the chasing life, and he used his spiritual power to shout into the sky: "Killing Hall, Killing Hall, Killing Hall, is it?"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the sword sounded, and the dense black figure of the sword came, and there were a few and thousands of people, among which there was the existence of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Pill Realm.

"In!" echoed through the heavens and the earth, and Ning Tao was frightened when he heard it.

Dense people surrounded Ning Tao in the middle, his complexion changed greatly, and his throat kept swallowing saliva: "Killing the Hall! Sure enough, the name is well deserved, farewell!" After speaking, he directly performed the Blood Escape Technique, ignoring the regression of cultivation, and directly teleported away, and no one from the Killing Hall chased after him.