The power coming from the blade was invincible, mixed with the energy that destroyed the world, and the aura that came out of it made most people tremble in fear and couldn't help but retreat.

Feeling this energy, the four disciples standing in the Breaking Desolation Sect glanced at each other, and attacked at the same time, waving their long swords to meet the flying Yuan Force blade.

Rumble!

A thunderous roar suddenly resounded around the contact point of the two attacks, setting off a stormy wave, the wind howled, and the dazzling white light immediately submerged all the ten miles in radius.

Hearing only four screams, the disciples of the Broken Desolation Sect flew upside down from the explosion, all spitting blood from their mouths, falling to the ground, their faces pale, and looking at Zhang Wei in horror.

Not only others were shocked, but even Ling Fei never thought that after a year, Zhang Wei would be so strong, maybe for more than a year, it was not only him who worked hard, but also Zhang Wei, who wanted to come to Dahei, they were also working hard.

Looking at Zhang Wei's back, Ling Fei sighed lightly, on the way to the Central Domain, he happened to meet Feng Yue, who had said that with Zhang Wei's qualifications, cultivation would only stay in a certain realm in the end, and he would never be able to improve. And he stepped from the One Broken Yuan to the Third Broken Earth Sect in a year, how could he do it if he didn't have some stories.

Thinking of this, Ling Fei couldn't help but blame himself deeply, he was too a young master to be a failure, he couldn't even protect his own people, and now he had to be helped.

Zhang Wei's expression was still indifferent, and he slowly walked towards the five people on the ground, looked at the disciple who had done it to Ling Fei before, and said coldly: "Boy, you almost injured the young master, so, you should die!" After speaking, without giving him a chance to speak, the long knife was waved.

The pitch-black sword instantly submerged this disciple, ended his life, and took out the talisman in his arms.

"Senior brother!"

"Fifth Senior Brother!"

Looking at this scene, the four of them couldn't help but exclaim, and said angrily: "You killed him, the sect master will not let you go!"

Zhang Wei didn't care about this, and said indifferently: "He almost injured the young master, how can I keep him, not only will he die, but the four of you guys will also die!" The words fell, Zhang Wei raised the Bone Soul Battle Knife again, and slashed at the disciple who had just spoken.

"Second Senior Brother, be careful!"

The other gritted his teeth fiercely, and suddenly made a move, blocking in front of the disciple, but he himself was pierced by a long knife.

"Fourth junior brother, why are you so stupid, why do you want to help me block it?"

"Although my cultivation in the Wilderness Breaking Sect is acceptable, but among the six of us, including Senior Brother, I am the worst, in order not to hold you back, this is the best way, isn't it?" As he spoke, his aura became weaker and weaker, and he finally closed his eyes.

"You actually killed my two junior brothers, you can't die well!" The second disciple of the Broken Desolation Sect cursed, he wanted to fight with Zhang Wei a lot, but unfortunately he didn't have that strength.

Zhang Wei said indifferently: "You don't have a chance to know if I die, you only need to know a little, and you will die soon!" The long knife swung again and slashed at its head.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth showed a sharp arc, his body shook, appeared beside the second disciple, raised his sword to block Zhang Wei's attack, and when he was unprepared, he immediately swung out a palm to shake Zhang Wei back.

"Third Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother, you run quickly, I and the Second Senior Brother will stop him, crush the talisman, and leave here. Ye Fan hurriedly shouted.

"No, we're not leaving!" the two shook their heads in tacit understanding, with a look of death as home.

Ye Fan said angrily: "If you don't go back and report, how can the sect master avenge the dead, go quickly!"

"Senior Brother Ye is right, two junior brothers, now is not the time to be rash, only by living can there be hope, don't let the dead die in vain, you guys go quickly!"

"Want to go?" Zhang Wei's expression was cold, and the bone soul battle knife slashed down, knocking Ye Fan back, and then killed the two of them. Ye Fan and the second disciple shot at the same time and stopped Zhang Wei there.

After some fighting, the two finally left safely, leaving only the people of the Broken Desolate Sect, and now only Ye Fan and the second disciple.

Ye Fan looked at Zhang Wei vigilantly, and said in a deep voice: "Second junior brother, let's go together." ”

"Okay!" the second junior brother responded, and then rushed towards Zhang Wei, and a force of yuan power gathered in his palm.

Ye Fan suddenly stopped moving, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he clasped his arms with both hands, with an attitude of watching a play.

Zhang Wei snorted coldly, clenched his fists, and met the attack of the second junior brother.

Rumble!

The two collided, and the second junior brother was suddenly shaken away, Ye Fan's body shook, stood where the second junior brother fell, and caught it.

"Ugh!"

"Big... Senior Brother Ye, you ......" The second senior brother looked frightened, and there was a trace of white gas on his body, exuding an icy chill.

Ye Fan said gloomily: "Second Senior Brother, you can't run away with your cultivation, so don't struggle, you were killed by Ling Fei and Zhang Wei, and I will tell the sect master to avenge you after you go out!"

"You ......" The second junior brother stared at his eyes, a little unwilling, raised his hand and pointed at Ye Fan, and wanted to say something more, but he couldn't say anything after all, and an ice mist gradually appeared on his body, and his breath dissipated.

At this time, Ling Fei also walked over, looked at Ye Fan coldly, and said in a deep voice: "You are really ruthless, you don't even let go of your own fellow disciples. ”

"Haha, no poison, no husband!" Ye Fan sneered: "I deliberately let the two of them go, the purpose is to use their mouths to publicize this matter, and your Ling Fei's reputation will increase again and again." ”

Ling Fei said indifferently: "Then have you ever thought about how you want to leave, you have become a loner now, I will not give you the opportunity to crush the sigil." ”

Hearing Ling Fei's words, Ye Fan seemed to have heard some kind of joke, laughed loudly, and mocked: "I really don't know if you are stupid, I racked my brains to come in this Qiankun Cave Mansion, and left without getting anything, do you really think I am those two fools." ”

Ling Fei snorted, "So, do you think you can still get out of here, sometimes, it's not a good thing to be too confident.

Ye Fan smiled and agreed: "What you said is right, being too confident is indeed not a good thing, just like now." With two sneers, Ye Fan's body flashed with light, his palm was magnificent, and a white bead suddenly appeared in his hand.

Under the control of Ye Fan's mind, the white beads rotated rapidly, releasing an endless chill, and the entire space became extremely cold at this moment, and Ling Fei and the others only felt that they were in an ice cellar.

As time passed, this icy chill became more and more intense, and many people could not support it and wanted to escape, but unfortunately it was difficult to move an inch.

"It's... This is the Ye family's Extremely Cold Ice Spirit Bead?"

Among the people present, someone finally recognized the bead in Ye Fan's hand, and his tone was full of shock.