The aftermath is endless......

Ji Fei stretched out an arm and slashed through the void, and an extremely powerful wave exploded on the ground.

The aftermath even squeezed Fan Zhe, who came to capture Ji Fei, to pieces.

And the aftermath quickly shrouded the Sword Forge City.

Ji Fei's heart at this time was very conflicted!

On the one hand, it was difficult for him to suppress the trace of rage in his heart, and on the other hand, the residual clarity in his body made him feel that such an act was really against heaven.

The emotions in his heart are also very contradictory!

On the one hand, seeing the broken corpses and ruins under his single-handed destruction, a trace of the pleasure of dominating the world rose in his heart. On the other hand, it is unbearable.

Ji Fei stood in the void with his hands in his hands, and the wind rose, blowing his black hair all over the sky.

At his feet, the aftermath was reverberating, like the shock wave of an atomic bomb, visible to the naked eye, sweeping through countless buildings.

Everywhere they passed, there must be ruins and broken walls, and there were only a few monks who flew out, and they didn't know what kind of cultivation they were, but they didn't even make a miserable cry, and they collapsed in the void one by one.

Ji Fei, standing high, has no waves in his eyes.

There was not the slightest breath on his body, and he felt that this situation was very familiar.

He likes this feeling, dominating the yin and yang of the world, one stroke of life and death, one stroke of yin and yang, the living beings of the world, dominate my hands!

He stood with his hands in his hands and glanced into the distance...

In the distance, Sword Sect Sect Masters Jian Nantian and Fan Rushen, as well as their disciples, saw all this clearly.

Because, soon, that wave had already spread to their feet.

Looking up, it looks like a huge beast forging sword city, at this time it is full of depression, and only a small half of the huge sword casting city remains.

In a single stroke, half of the city, which is hundreds of times larger than Beijing, has disappeared.

What is this concept?

Unconsciously, a trace of cold sweat appeared on the foreheads of Jian Nantian and all the monks here.

Although he wanted to run away, after all, this was the territory of the Sword Sect, but for some reason, his heart moved fiercely, but he didn't dare to take a step.

At that glance just now, although it was several miles away, Jian Nantian could still see that the immature face was now covered with black aura, and the pair of pupils were even more pitch black.

He, don't dare!

Jian Nantian glanced at Fan Rushen, who had regained his composure......

Fan Rushen was completely calm, he lost a grandson just a few breaths ago, and Fan Rushen, who was suddenly furious, suddenly calmed down and sweated at this time, and didn't dare to resist.

It's the same glance that Ji Fei looked over... The feeling is difficult to describe, as the head of the Fan family in the Dead City, he has also dealt with the 100,000 demon lords in the Qinling Mountains, although the demon lord's eyes are indifferent, but compared to Ji Fei at the moment, it is not the same.

I don't know weishenme, that's how it feels.

All the monks in the room did not move, but for some reason they seemed to be about to surrender at the man's feet.

"Who is this person?"

"Ji Fei..."

"Ji Fei?"

"Ji Fei!"

......

The black aura on Ji Fei's face, who was standing in the void, lingered endlessly. A wooden talisman at the center of his eyebrows flashed with a strange black light, and there was no rest on his body, but it made people feel extremely depressed.

Under one person, they are all ants, and the power of one person dominates yin and yang.

Who cares?

.

How nice it would be if all this were true.

It's just that the black aura in Ji Fei's eyes that has been lingering for a long time burst out at this time.

"It's an intoxicating feeling, but I'm afraid I'm going to lose myself forever if I don't want to be sober..."

There was a look of pain and clarity in his eyes, Ji Fei's black hair flew, and he stepped out in one step, his body was like a shuttle, rolling like a black man, flying towards the endless void.

After a few breaths, the people went, leaving only the sword city full of stagnation.

From beginning to end, Jian Nantian did not sacrifice the big sword behind him.

Fan Rushen was silent, he waved his hand and said to the juniors of the Fan family: "Let's go......"

This sound, helpless and bitter.

The people of the Fan family were silent, they didn't understand what was happening in Weishenme, but they understood that the energy that burst out of the young man's body before was definitely not something that the current family master could compete with.

The people of the Fan family are walking very fast, and there are no people from the Sword Sect here.

In the void, hundreds of people flew away, and they were all the monks who were retreating and cultivating after the Sword Casting City.

They glanced at the sect master Jian Nantian, looking at the situation in the Sword Casting City right now, Rao is heart was as strong as iron, and it was also throbbing at this time.

Jian Nantian's gaze turned to one person in the crowd, and the person had a look of shame on his face, and he didn't dare to look directly at Jian Nantian.

"Is Elder Zhuo okay?" Jian Nantian looked at Zhuo Buquan's hand wrapped in white gauze and said helplessly.

Zhuo Buquan sighed and said, "I can't ...... under it."

Jian Nantian stretched out his hand and waved it, interrupting his words, Jian Nantian thought for a moment and said: This is not your fault.

He thought for a while and said, "This son must have a treasure against the sky, even if I am in the infancy stage, I can't compete with it..."

Jian Nantian said, the eyes of the monks in the audience were stunned for a moment, but then they nodded in agreement.

"This son is just a Bigu cultivator, he can make such a rebellious act, and his future achievements are far from comparable to ours, maybe he may be like the Netherworld Heavenly Venerable, breaking through the late Yuan Infant stage!"

When Wang Yue heard this, although there was hatred in his eyes, after his eyes turned for a few breaths, it was gloomy.

"Then what should I do with my Sword Sect Gu Yue Sword Embryo?" Wang Zhuo took a deep breath and said.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jian Nantian's eyes, "Gu Yue's sword embryo is actually in the hands of this son?"

Wang Zhuo nodded.

Jian Nantian thought for a moment and said, "If there is a chance, this sect will personally go to retrieve the Gu Yue sword embryo." ”

The sect master said so, and the disciples in the sect also settled down.

A young man behind Jian Nantian, with an indifferent expression, looked at the direction where Ji Fei had gone, thoughtfully.

The young man, with a resolute expression, seemed to be thinking about something, but after a while, he smiled indifferently, and this smile revealed two faint dimples on his face.

Jian Nantian still felt that something was wrong, and after thinking for a while, he said to everyone: "This time, I believe many people have seen this scene... There are some things that we can't resist, so if my Sword Sect disciple encounters that person in the future, he will retreat! If he really can't avoid it, treat him with courtesy. ”

The monks were noisy for a while, and Jian Nantian said again: "However, my Sword Sect and that person are incompatible, from now on, all the disciples of the sect have cultivated diligently, if one day ......"

A wry smile appeared on his face, and the disciples understood what he was thinking, and although they hated, they were afraid. I'm afraid that day will never come.

After that, Jian Nantian ordered his disciples again that the current matter must not be leaked out.

It's just that it all happened in Sword Forge City.

In Sword Forge City, half of the houses are still built, which also means that the number of monks in Sword Forge City is still terrifying.

Jian Nantian wanted this matter not to leak out, that was impossible.

A name swept across the Cangming Sea Continent like the wind.

The world does not believe it, and the evidence is collected from the Sword Sect and the Fan family. However, the two parties indirectly admitted the truth of this matter.

For a time, the word "Jifei" swept through the Cangming Sea Continent like a violent wind.

These two words represent the first person in the younger generation!

These two words represent the retirement of the older generation and the rise of the younger generation!

There are talented people in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years, and now this coquettish person is Ji Fei.

For a while, in the vast Cangming Sea Continent, disciples who were in retreat and cultivation within the Hidden World Sect came out one after another, looking for Ji Fei's figure.

The boy has his own juvenile madness, and the blood of the boy is that he never succumbs to any of his peers.

They came out of retreat one after another, they are the geniuses of the real Shili in the sea of Cangming, they are all geniuses, and none of them obey anyone.

However, at the moment, a person suddenly jumped out, despising the Sword Sect of Sword Casting City and the Fan family of Death City, and was called the first person of the young man by everyone.

How can a youthful heart give in?

Find him, and then trample him under your feet, and make me a stepping stone to my supreme prestige!

The whole generation of young Junjie is looking for Ji Fei, and that's what they're trying to do.

The place where the incident took place, Sword Forge City, gathered countless young heroes at this time, and they hoped to meet that person and then kill him.

Whoever kills Ji Fei will be the first person.

For a while, killing Ji Fei became the most haode tool for all the young generations of junjie to prove themselves.

The undercurrent was surging, and countless monks poured into the Sword Casting City, but because of this, the speed of the restoration of the Sword Casting City was greatly improved.

In the blink of an eye, a few months later, a brand new behemoth was once again standing on the ruins of its original decay.

The Sword Forge City has been restored, and its prosperity is far greater than in the past.

It's just that I haven't seen the legendary figure for nearly half a year.

Tonight, the moon is shining.

In the courtyard of the building, countless figures looked up at the sky, waiting for Ji Fei to appear.

In a certain courtyard, on the platform of the full moon, a beautiful person sits on the qin, his long fingers like jade are gently twisted on the guqin, and the sound of the ancient horn jumps up, like fairy music.

A ghostly figure appeared in front of him.

"Is it arranged?"

In the darkness, the vague figure nodded and said, "I will follow the instructions of the young master, and all arrangements have been made." ”

The delicate man nodded, smiled and said, "I want him to repay the humiliation of my Sword Sect a hundred times!"

The fuzzy voice moved, as if there was something to say.

The delicate man picked up the fragrant tea on his left hand and put it to his red lips, nodded lightly, and said, "Father, you don't care!"

Undoubtedly, the blurred figure disappeared in a flash.

The delicate man stretched out his slender jade fingers to help the guqin, and the music of ancient music played again.

Under a full moon, the lights in the sword-casting city are bright, and the noise is abnormal, but here, the lights are holographic, and there is only the sound of joy echoing in the air.