There was a loud boom

Although the Vajra Wheel Seal was split in half by the immortal weapon, the remaining two halves were still as huge as a mountain, and they bombarded the ground fiercely.

After an earth-shattering bang, the monks of countless sects on the ground were suddenly smashed to pieces. The terrifying power of the Vajra Chakra is exposed. The earth trembled with great force, and the ground was littered with stumps and severed arms.

With this blow alone, hundreds of monks were directly killed.

"Wind Yike, death!"

The disciple of Xuantian Sect held the immortal weapon in his hand, roared murderously, and chased after Feng Yike again.

Boom, bursts of fierce sounds, and a strong sword intent is vertical and horizontal.

And in this process, the power of the countless monks around him covered the sky and the sun, shattered the void, shook the sky, and frantically strangled the disciples of Xuantian Sect holding immortal weapons.

At this moment, no one made a move against Feng Yike. Although Feng Yike may have an immortal weapon on his body, that is just speculation. It's far less practical than the immortal weapon right in front of you.

The immortal weapon in front of them is the most important thing, and it will make them crazy.

Qin Daohui held the immortal weapon in both hands, slashing horizontally and vertically, shattering all the power that killed him halfway. It's just that there are too many people around, and even if he slashes with all his might, he is still a little overwhelmed.

In the end, he gave up chasing Feng Yike and went on a killing spree again. It's just that now those monks around have learned to be obedient, and they are just constantly bombarding Qin Daohui in the distance.

And once Qin Daohui's attack came, they immediately retreated. Only the out-of-body period monk with the highest strength was fighting with Qin Daohui.

"Senior Brother Qin, you hurry out of the Extreme Heaven Realm with the immortal weapon, and we will block them. "Those disciples of the Xuantian Sect were all red-eyed one by one, and they fought with the disciples of other sects.

It's just that obviously, although they are quite numerous, they are far inferior to the monks of other sects.

Looking at the gradually decreasing fellow disciples, Qin Daohui's eyes suddenly turned red, and his murderous aura burst out. Not because of the lives of these people, but because of the decrease in the number of Xuantian Sect disciples, his pressure is getting bigger and bigger.

Even if he had an immortal weapon in his hand, with his strength, it was completely impossible to be invincible here. If you don't leave, sooner or later you will be bombarded by everyone.

Qin Daohui let out a long roar, and then a sword slashed out quickly, blasting several nearby out-of-body stage cultivators away. Then he soared straight into the air and flew towards the entrance of the Extreme Heaven Realm.

As long as he brings the immortal weapon back to the sect, it will be worth it for him to enter the Extreme Heaven Realm this time, and the Xuantian Sect will definitely reward him.

"Where to escape!" Seeing that Qin Daohui was about to leave, everyone immediately shouted angrily and chased after him.

Feng Yike in the distance always looked at Qin Daohui coldly, but he never made a move.

Just as Qin Daohui was fleeing, Feng Yike's eyes flashed with a divine light, and then his figure disappeared in place.

"Leave the immortal weapon!"

Feng Yike stepped on the soldier's words, and his speed was unparalleled in the world, leaving an afterimage in the void. I saw that he first let out a low roar, and the Eight Desolation Battle Dragon Spear in his hand, which had been promoted to a first-grade spirit weapon, turned into a black divine dragon, roared, and stabbed at Qin Daohui fiercely.

Qin Daohui was suddenly furious, roared angrily, and slashed backhand with a sword holding an immortal weapon.

Bang!

The terrifying sword light contained today's sword intent, splitting the void into a huge and incomparably large crack. But Feng Yike had already stepped on the soldier's words and dodged before the sword slashed over.

"This is the time. ”

When Qin Daohui slashed out a sword with his backhand, Feng Yike roared fiercely in his heart. At the same time, at this moment, he used the military word trick to the extreme.

With a "bang", Feng Yike disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already rushed to Qin Daohui's side.

Feeling the sudden appearance of Feng Yike, Qin Daohui was suddenly taken aback, and as soon as his mind moved, he wanted to slash it with a sword. However, at this time, Feng Yike was already the first to come, and the black spear in his hand turned into a black dragon phantom and went up and down, smashing it hard.

Yes!

Qin Daohui roared in pain. Feng Yike's shot actually hit him directly in the arm. This blow contains the power of a hundred cockroaches of Feng Yike!

Even though Qin Daohui was an out-of-body monk, his arm was not at the spirit weapon level.

Click.

The crisp sound of fractures was followed by Qin Daohui's screams...... Qin Daohui's hand holding the immortal weapon was smashed apart.

The severed hand flew out with the immortal weapon in the distance.

"Immortal weapon!"

Seeing this scene, the people around him suddenly went crazy, and they grabbed the immortal weapon with their own powers, trying to take away the immortal weapon.

It's just that Feng Yike doesn't allow others to covet his own things? I saw that he first sneered, and his foot stepped on the soldier's trick and turned into a phantom and quickly chased after him.

Before everyone approached the immortal weapon, he had already grabbed the immortal weapon in his hand with a big hand. Then the power shook and shook Qin Daohui's severed hand into powder.

"Ahh ”

The pain of the severed hand and the anger of the immortal weapon being snatched made Qin Daohui furious. I saw that his eyes were red, and he rushed towards Feng Yike with murderous energy.

Boom!

Qin Daohui threw a punch, and the monks of the Spiritual Silence Stage who were in front of him were shattered. I saw that he was full of murderous energy, covered in blood, and his body revealed a shocking killing intent.

"Look for death!"

Feng Yike stepped on the soldier's words, his body rose into the air, and he carried the Eight Desolations Battle Dragon Spear on his back with his backhand. Then he clenched the immortal weapon with both hands, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Die for me!"

Suddenly, Feng Yike roared, and the Hui Yuan Dan in the world of Shanhe Tower immediately burst into flames, and an endless stream of power poured into Feng Yike's body.

However, Feng Yike drove these forces to pour into the interior of the immortal weapon.

Bang!

After being infused with the power of Feng Yike, the immortal weapon first trembled violently, and then burst out with a dazzling white light. The sword intent that rushed to the sky was even more directed at the sky, wanting to smash the sky.

"Kill!"

Feng Yike shouted, holding the immortal weapon in both hands, and slashed down at Qin Daohui, who was rushing up below.

A terrifying sword light shot up into the sky, as if it had pierced the void. The terrifying sword intent swept in all directions in an instant, shattering everything.

Yes!

The first to bear the brunt was Qin Hui, only to see that he only had time to let out a terrible scream, and he himself was directly smashed by the sword intent that permeated from all sides.

But the attack of Feng Yike is not limited to this. Like a storm, the terrifying sword intent strangled in all directions one after another.

Poof!

Wherever the sword intent passed, everything was shattered, whether it was a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon, or a monk, or a mountain or a void, all of them were shattered.

In an instant, many of the disciples closest to Feng Yike were immediately strangled.

"Run. ”

Seeing this tragic scene, many monks in the rear were suddenly frightened and turned pale, let out a burst of frightened sounds, and fled towards the distance.

The immortal weapon in Qin Daohui's hands and in the hands of Feng Yike are completely different things.

In Qin Daohui's hands, he couldn't excite the power of the immortal weapon...... To be precise, Qin Daohui did not dare to excite the power of the immortal weapon. Because with his strength, he will be sucked dry by the immortal weapon in an instant.

He may be able to deliver a powerful blow, but then he will be unable to continue and be bombarded.

However, Feng Yike was different, he directly burned back to the Yuan Dan, and used the method of burning the pill to activate part of the power of the immortal weapon.

As a result, of course, hundreds of people were killed. But the price also made Feng Yike feel distressed.

In just an instant, he had already burned millions of Yuan Pills, which made Feng Yike feel very painful. Moreover, after that blow, Feng Yike also felt a burst of emptiness.

Even if it burns power, it can't support the power of the immortal weapon. Feng Yike's power has also been consumed a lot, and the most helpless thing for him is that the power of the Immortal Thriller seems to be quite mentally exhausted.

After the blow, he felt that his mental power seemed to be consumed a lot.

"Except for the people of the Wuji Sword Sect, Xuantian Sect, and Yuanxu Sect, the others can leave, and I will not pursue it, but if you dare to do it, don't blame me for being ruthless. "Feng Yike stood in the void, holding an immortal weapon, majestic, like an immortal emperor descending to earth.

"The immortal weapon is in his hands, and with his strength, he can't excite the power of the immortal weapon for a long time, so he will be consumed first. The crowd gathered again, and no one wanted to leave.

The allure of the immortal weapon is too great, and no one wants to leave, even those disciples who are in the rotation period want to fish in troubled waters here.

Seeing that no one left, Feng Yike sneered.

"This is your own death, and you can't blame me. Feng Yike's eyes were indifferent, and before the words fell, he had already stepped on the soldier's word and rushed straight towards the crowd.

"Kill"

Everyone roared angrily, bursting out with the strongest force to bombard Xiangfeng Yike.

In the world of mountains and rivers towers, countless Hui Yuan Dan burned again, and Feng Yike once again aroused the power of the immortal weapon.

Rumble!

The sword light soared into the sky, and the terrifying and violent sword intent once again swept in all directions.

Sneer......

The power from the surrounding battle was directly torn to pieces by this violent sword intent, and he couldn't get close to Feng Yike's side. At this time, Feng Yike drew a sword......

Burst......

Where the sword intent passed, hundreds of disciples of various sects were suddenly smashed to pieces.

However, under the stimulation of the immortal weapon, these people continued to rush forward without fear of death.

After agitating the immortal weapon again, Feng Yike took out a large handful of Hui Yuan Dan and threw it into his mouth, the power consumption was too great, and the spirit was also consumed, and even, his face was a little pale.

"I can't continue the power of the Immortal Weapon. Feng Yike knew it in his heart, but his movements were not slow, and his sword fell and swept across the monks......