"Who are you?" Fang Qiu said proudly and coldly, for the female cultivator, he still had a life, but for Ji Fei, he could only kill.

Ji Fei looked at this person, and at the same time he was shocked in his heart, but he also felt strange.

This person is in a completely different state than when he was fighting, just like two people.

"Hehe, don't you just kill it!"

The voice came from Fang Qiu's body, and it was completely different from Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu's face first frowned, and then he suddenly went berserk, and the slaughter in his hand swept towards Ji Fei with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

"Kill!"

Ji Fei frowned, this person is not murderous by nature, but he is moody, it is really strange to be able to cultivate to this point.

Cultivators emphasize peace of mind and indifference. However, this person seems to be doing the opposite, entering the Tao with madness, and his cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds, but he has left behind the aftermath of his uncertain mind.

His mind was thinking quickly, and at the same time, his hand moved slightly, and when the big shark slash sounded, the action had already taken place, which was called "intention and progress".

There are three realms of fighting magic weapons:

The first is that the intention precedes the hair, that is, when there is consciousness, the magic weapon will be manipulated to carry out the fighting.

The second type is that consciousness and action go hand in hand, and those who are able to have this state of cultivation must be extremely profound, but not those who are highly cultivated can enter the second state. Because this is an unconscious behavior, only the wise can understand the way in it: that is, from the technique to the Tao!

One move and one style, without practicing thousands of times, it is difficult to form this kind of consciousness of "going hand in hand".

The third is to send before the mind. There are very few monks who can reach this kind of realm, and only master-level cultivators can have such a prima.

The big shark slash in Ji Fei's hand, the speed was so fast, as soon as he moved his hand, he felt a cold flash, and the light of the stars was left.

In a single breath, the two of them made hundreds of moves, and the light of the merger was like a dazzling white sun, which was terrifying, and in the starry night, the rumbling sound was terrifying.

"Kill-" Fang Qiu's eyes were red, and the slaughter knife in his hand was like flying, and the big slash in Ji Fei's hand was also not inferior, weighing 13,500 catties, which was a few points heavier than the slaughter.

After a loud "boom", the two of them separated, Fang Qiu's furious and fiery eyes showed a trace of shock, of course he could feel how heavy this divine weapon in Ji Fei's hand was.

"My slaughter, 7,200 catties, waving like the wind, sharpening iron like mud!" Fang Qiu said, the muscles of his body were fully displayed, and his strength was like a dragon clinging.

And Ji Fei, dressed in a green shirt, covered everything.

He smiled slightly, "My big slash weighs 13,500 catties, and it can be cut and chopped!

"Good! good! What a divine weapon!" Fang Qiu laughed three times, holding the slaughter tightly, his slaughter, accompanied by his slaughter of the red dust, cut off the dust, and entered the Tao with madness, now for more than five hundred years, there has never been a day to leave.

But today, this divine weapon, which has always made him proud, brought him a trace of humiliation at this time.

Because, it is only 7,200 catties, far inferior to the 13,500 catties of the big shark slash!

Fang Qiu wanted to hold this slaughter tightly and crush it... However, the fury instantly eroded the only consciousness in his mind, if it was an ordinary moment, he would not let the fury erode his consciousness at will, but today, it was different.

He wants to tear Ji Fei apart and wash away his shame.

"Kill!"

The red blood streaks covered Fang Qiu's body like a flame, looking terrifying, and his own cultivation was even more unfathomable.

"Hehe, my mad demon has been able to fully awaken—" In the center of Fang Qiu's eyebrows, a blood rune appeared, and a rumbling sound shook the place.

A strong killing intent pointed directly at Ji Fei.

His slaughter slashed, running through the entire void, and a piece of training was covered with burning blood lines, pointing directly at Ji Fei.

"Ahaha-" The phantom of the mad demon appeared behind Fang Qiu's head, "I'm so happy, I can kill people as soon as I come out, I'm really happy!"

The mad demon laughed frantically, and Ji Fei's left arm suddenly became as big as a pillar, full of turtle charms, and he swung the big shark slash in his hand and struck it fiercely.

In the terrifying sound of the earth-shattering shock, the great shark slash was shaken away.

Rub and rub...

Ji Fei flew back, and at the same time, he had an urgent thought, and there were two rays of light on his body, one black and one white, lingering on his body, backlashing up and down, one into the ground, one into the sky, there was black and white, the sun and the moon, water and fire... The light of yin and yang!

With a thunderclap roar, Ji Fei held the Taiji Runic Seal Sword in his hand, slashed across the sky, and shattered the blood-colored match.

His lips moved, revealing a murderous intent like a wolf's bloodthirsty intent.

"Ahaha-it's getting better and better!" The mad demon laughed wildly in Fang Qiu's body, Ji Fei smiled slightly, and flicked his sword, the sound of the sword contended, but his killing intent became more and more awe-inspiring.

The mad demon, although he was furious, also felt a slight sense of danger to his life from the runic sword in Ji Fei's hand.

Immediately, Fang Qiu pinched the trick, the whole person's head tilted, and suddenly the momentum of the mad demon rose, and a big palm covering the sky slapped towards Ji Fei fiercely!

Under the palm, there was an endless Dao mang, and a suppressive sense of detention emerged under this palm.

As soon as Ji Fei's body sank, he felt that he couldn't move at all—his expression sank, and he looked at the palm that covered the sky fiercely.

With a slight movement, a black light appeared in front of his eyebrows, it was actually a dark dagger, and the black thunderbolt flashed, and Ji Fei's figure disappeared along with it.

"Huh?" The furious madman let out a sound of surprise, as he realized that Ji Fei's figure had disappeared at this time.

His consciousness flooded away, but it was difficult to find his figure at all.

Just as the mad demon was furiously looking for Ji Fei's figure, behind Fang Qiu, a faint phantom appeared in a void.

The Tai Chi Rune Sword in his hand burst out of the sky, like a thunderbolt of light slashing towards Fang Qiu.

A sense of fear instantly hit Fang Qiu's heart, and years of life-and-death killings brought him rich experience, and suddenly his figure flashed and jumped into the air.

At the moment of crisis, it is not a wanton escape, but a face-to-face!

Only when we see the life and death crisis clearly, can we make a direct plan at the first time.

Poof-Fang Qiu's eyes lit up with a bright light, but the next moment, blood shot out, and a skull spun in the void and fell to the ground.

His eyes were wide open and not closed.

The sword is as fast as the lightning that is rushing!

A thunderbolt of light penetrated through Fang Qiu's body, twisting his dantian yuan infant into pieces.

With a sword roar, Ji Fei put away the sigil sword, and the murderous aura of Sen Ran swept through the dark night like a storm, making the entire moonlight hazy.

He didn't say a word, and turned to leave, carrying the Great Shark Slash and the Sigil Sword on his back.

"Ji Fei?" Xiahou Zhaoxu, who had just recovered a little, noticed Ji Fei's movements, and exclaimed.

"Why are you so ruthless? My mind, don't you understand?" two lines of tears slipped down her cheeks.

"I-" he smiled and shook his head, "I'm just an ordinary person, I don't have so much tenderness, I can't give you what you want, it's better to leave!"

He smiled bitterly and shook his head, probably because of the body of the ten yin, most of the women he came into contact with died sadly.

"Well, that's how fate is!"

"Fate?" Xiahou Zhaoxu sneered, "In that case, why do you take risks alone, disregard your life, and save me like this?"

Ji Fei's back slowly froze.

He didn't turn around, but said with a smile: "Presumably, Miss Xiahou is amorous! Ji is a layman, that is, the stinky man you call in your mouth, as long as the appearance is not too terrifying woman, if she is in adversity, as long as she can help, Ji will come to the rescue......"

"If it is only for this reason, if Miss Xiahou misunderstands, Ji deeply regrets, but Ji is just a man!"

Ji Fei said this, thought about it, and added another sentence.

"Moreover, I still don't like responsible men..."

Ji Fei doesn't want to take on too much debt, he doesn't like to be responsible... This is true, because Ji Fei feels that except for the unexpected things in cultivation, he is too annoying, and he is too lazy.

Too lazy, unwilling to accept a woman's love.

Because, with that comes endless responsibilities will come to him. If it had happened, it would have been done with all our might, but nothing has happened at the moment...

"Then why don't you leave, but come back?" she cried.

Ji Fei didn't answer and walked away.

"Ji Fei, Ji Fei!" After all, he didn't look back at Xiahou Zhaoxu, Xiahou Zhaoxu's face was lost, but he engraved Ji Fei's back fiercely in his mind.

She fell to her knees, tears streaming down her cheeks!

It's sad... Or a loss, an unspeakable frustration...

Xiahou Chaoxu left in despair, and soon blended into the night.

Ji Fei's figure appeared here, looking at her departing figure, expressionless, but after a long time, it was a gentle sigh, turning into a thousand-year-old entanglement.

......

There are thousands of lonely graves and mounds, but there are always a few that are concerned about Ji Fei's heart.

There is one in the Black Wood Cliff, another in the Valley of Despair, and in his heart, there is another one!

Thinking of this, Ji Fei left Xiahou Zhaoxu's side with loss, he felt that he was carrying a strange treasure and would bring death to the people around him.

"I don't want my beloved to be hurt in the slightest!" Ji Fei sighed, and his figure quickly melted into the night.

Looking at the hazy waning moon, Ji Fei thought of Liu Yue, "At that time, I should have planted some willow trees on her grave..."

The Yiren have passed away, hundreds of years, decades have passed, or the immortals have passed away like the moon, or they are really like butterflies...

"Jianchen..."A wry smile appeared on the corner of Ji Fei's mouth, being with Jianchen has been the most ordinary few years, but it is the most precious, but the beauty is gone after all.

As for Liu Yue'e and Hua Die, they really liked themselves in the development of things.