"Kill!"

Ji Fei's face had changed, a layer of black aura floated on his face, and a strange rune had appeared on his eyebrows.

This rune, as if imprinted on the center of his eyebrows, has no one to know its connotation, but its appearance looks like a tree.

A wood like a charm...

Ji Fei didn't feel anything, he just felt that there was a breath in his body, and under this brutal breath, he only had endless killing intent.

Only the blood of murder could suppress the strange violent aura in his body.

However, he still has a trace of clarity.

Despite the disbelief, Gifey could still remember what he had just done.

Those few drops of blood, what are they?

Why is that weird cold aura so strong and terrifying.

In the rage, Ji Fei's eyes showed a brief look of clarity!

However, it was just an instant, and his eyes once again returned to the black pupils that were extremely indifferent.

"Kill!"

Not killing is not enough to extinguish the fire in your heart!

Ji Fei was in a state of rage, the wooden talisman flickered at the center of his eyebrows, and he raised an arm, but saw his clothes fluttering, revealing his arm.

He stretched out his arm, but he saw that it was as transparent, with distinct tendons and green tendons.

At this moment, a large black expanse of black as ink suddenly appeared on his arm.

This piece of ink is so familiar, tracing back to the source, it was the Yin Evil Liquid that Ji Fei encountered in the Three Thousand Qinling Mountains and sealed it on his arm, a large piece, like an inkstone.

At first, for some reason, it disappeared, but now it is reappearing.

The Yin Evil Inkstone appeared, and his arm floated even more, like a floating earthworm, and after a few breaths, a black branch rune appeared on Ji Fei's arm.

This branch is even more familiar, it is a branch that Ji Fei was born and grew up in the Heavenly God Wood!

Ji Fei turned a blind eye, but the clarity in his heart was clear that he remembered the changes in his body clearly.

Without saying a word, he slowly stretched out his ready-to-prepare right arm and slashed through the void......

...

In the void of the Sword Sect Sword City, a void suddenly shattered, and hundreds of figures appeared.

These hundreds of people were the Sword Sect Sect Masters Jian Nantian and Fan Rushen and the like.

"I didn't expect the Tiangang Teleportation Array to be completely destroyed by that little beast, thanks to Daoyou's Broken Void Bead, otherwise, I would have to find a new teleportation array!"

The person who spoke was Jian Nantian, and he smiled and said, "It's just that in this way, I don't know where to be teleported to......"

Fan Rushen interrupted Jian Nantian's words and said: "The sect master is really polite, although the spirit stones consumed by the Void Breaking Pearl are really huge, but the old man is bent on killing Ji Fei's little beast, so in this way, he still has to rely on the sect master more in Sword Casting City...... Huh?"

Fan Rushen was halfway through speaking, his eyes froze, and he suddenly looked into the void of Sword Casting City several miles away, where a figure floated in the void.

"There is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, I didn't expect this little beast to dare to stay in the Sword Casting City, this time, the old man must keep him here forever!" Fan Rushen said word by word, with hatred and hatred.

"That's right, it's that little brute......" Jian Nantian looked happy, completely ignoring the collapsed houses in Sword Forging City.

Although Ji Fei and the Sword Sect's Duty Elder Zhuo Buquan fought and destroyed many houses and pavilions in Sword Casting City.

But compared to the behemoth of Sword Forge City, the place they destroyed was only an ear on a person's body.

This proportion of destruction, as the sect master of the Sword Sect, Jian Nantian didn't care about it at all.

What's more, Sword Casting City was originally a place used by the Sword Sect for trade and exchange, and it was not the foundation of the Sword Sect at all.

Therefore, Jian Nantian didn't take those destroyed houses to heart at all, he only had Ji Fei in his eyes, and the inexplicable treasure that Ji Fei had gotten.

Jian Nantian's words were just halfway through when he was interrupted by two exclamations.

He frowned and looked, only to see two extremely embarrassed figures flying towards him.

Jian Nantian saw the two of them clearly, his brows furrowed, these two Wang Zhuo and Wang Yue were the extremely good disciples of the Sword Sect.

His eyes turned and he saw that one of Wang Yue's arms had disappeared, and his expression suddenly froze.

At the same time, Wang Zhuo and Wang Yue rushed to the front of Jian Nantian, and immediately Wang Yue cried, "Master, it's Ji Fei who did it!"

When he said the word "Ji Fei", his body couldn't help but tremble, because it was the result of excessive fear.

Although Wang Yue didn't want to show a trace of timidity in front of his master, for some reason, the mention of these two words made him feel uncomfortable.

Jian Nantian looked slightly stunned, and said: "Don't be in a hurry first, take your time, you have your own teacher to preside over justice for you!"

Wang Yueqiang suppressed the fear in his heart, took a deep breath, and then slowly explained the matter.

"Master, Ji Fei insulted my Elder Zhuo Buquan on duty, and later repelled the Holy Sword, and even seriously injured me, Master, you must avenge me!"

Jian Nantian listened to what Wang Yue said, and when he heard that Na Ji Fei had actually repelled the four holy swords, there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Fan Rushen was standing behind the outstanding children of the Fan family, and when they saw Wang Yue's embarrassment at this time, some people couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Fan Rushen frowned, and said coldly: "Fan Zhe, don't be rude!"

That being said, seeing that the disciples of the Sword Sect were also missing an arm, for some reason, Fan Rushen's heart was very comfortable, and he felt very fair about this feeling.

Fan Zhe is also a grandson of Fan Rushen, Fan Yu is his elder brother, in fact, Fan Zhe has always looked down on his brother, since he was a child, Fan Yu was called Sai Zhuge since he was a child.

Fan Zhe has been living under the aura of his brother, and now, Fan Yu is dead, and he met Debao by chance in Huang Yandashijie, and his cultivation has advanced to the early stage of Bigu, so Fan Zhe has been extremely arrogant in recent days and has not taken everyone to heart.

At this time, hearing his grandfather teach him, Fan Zhe was not annoyed at all, he stepped out, came behind Fan Rushen, and said loudly:

"The head of the family, I am willing to take the lead, capture Na Ji Fei, and avenge my brother Fan Yu!"

Fan Rushen was reluctant to let Fan Zhe go, after all, even he was a little helpless about Ji Fei.

However, listening to the tone of his grandson Fan Zhe, who actually called him "the head of the family" in front of everyone, he understood that Fan Zhe must go.

Fan Rushen didn't worry too much, although he didn't pin his hopes of capturing Ji Fei on his grandson Fan Zhe, but his grandson Fan Zhe has many magic weapons, and there is no problem with using them for self-protection.

Moreover, this is more of a matter of face, in front of the Sword Sect, he is unwilling to let the juniors lose face.

Behind Jian Nantian was also a group of Sword Sect disciples, and when he heard Fan Zhe's arrogant tone at this time, he was naturally excited.

Jian Nantian originally had a trace of anger in his heart, and he was about to make a statement, but when he saw Wang Zhuo behind Wang Yue, he had a strange expression on his face, looking at Fan Zhe as if he was looking at an idiot.

Jian Nantian knew his disciples deeply, especially Wang Zhuo, who was cautious and never involved in danger. At this time, from his expression, Jian Nantian already understood.

He pressed his hands into the void, and suddenly the Sword Sect disciple behind him was silent, but he looked at Fan Zhe with hatred on his face.

Jian Nantian smiled and said to Fan Rushen: "Since Sun Xiao is brave and mighty, and he is a guest from afar, my Sword Sect is not good at saving the face of the guest." Please!"

Fan Zhe's face was unruly, but he snorted coldly when he looked at Wang Yue, and his snort was heavy, expressing extreme contempt.

Wang Zhuo looked at him, and the expression on his face was even more strange.

A few miles away, Fan Zhe looked at Ji Fei who was standing in the void with his arms outstretched, and sneered: "Idiot ear!"

With that, he slapped the storage bag, and a layer of demonic energy suddenly floated on his body, and a set of demonic armor flashing with a faint black light appeared on his body.

The momentum on Fan Zhe's body was raised by several levels at this moment.

This set of magic armor is majestic, it looks good, it is an extremely powerful magic weapon, in terms of defense, it can even be comparable to the glazed seven-dimensional colorful yarn on Ji Fei's body.

The majestic Fan Zhe stepped into the void and flew towards Ji Fei like a sharp arrow.

A few miles away, for the monks of the Bigu period, a small Dao ear.

Feeling the hundreds of envious and jealous and resentful gazes behind him, Fan Zhe felt satisfied.

After a few dozen breaths, he came behind Ji Fei.

Feeling that Ji Fei did not have the slightest breath on his body, Fan Zhe smiled coldly, "What a group of fools, my arms were cut off by a waste, if it were me, I would go directly to the palace!"

Fan Zhe smiled gloomily, and he wiped the storage bag, and a glittering golden rope flew out of it.

"This treasure is made of Jiaolong tendons, Lingxuan Suo, go!"

Fan Zhe pinched the trick with both hands, and threw out the Spirit Void Rope with the other, and suddenly a dragon phantom appeared on it and roared towards Ji Fei.

"Hehe, I am bound by the Spirit Void Rope, and you can't escape from my palm!"

Fan Zhe smiled, as if he had seen the results.

At the same time, Ji Fei's arm swung out lightly swiped in the void, and a branch of the anti-heaven god wood appeared on his arm, like a pen on a piece of paper, and under one stroke, a fierce aura suddenly shot out from his arm.

After the Spirit Void Rope was thrown, Fan Zhe waited for a good show, but at this moment, at the moment when his eyelids were closed, the Spirit Void Rope thrown out of it broke into several sections in an instant, and the dragon naturally collapsed and disappeared.

Ji Fei is pointing from the void to the earth.

In a moment, a wave shot out of his arm, shooting out towards the ground.

Fan Rushen, who was several miles away, was naturally hundreds of times stronger than Fan Zhe, and at this time, he Huo Ran felt the breath on Ji Fei's outstretched arm, which made his heart tremble.

Grandson is in danger!

Fan Rushen's face trembled, his beard fought, and he roared, "Junior, dare!"

But it was too late, although the fluctuation was shot towards the earth, but the aftermath affected Fan Zhe, who sensed that something was wrong and was about to escape, he didn't even let out a miserable cry before he shattered in the void, turning into a pool of blood mist and disappearing into the world.

"Die!"

Ji Fei spit lightly in his mouth, stood in the void, and looked at the buildings and pavilions that were affected by a little bit, at this time, they all shattered, countless disciples of the Sword Sect collapsed and died, and some of the disciples who originally escaped were not spared!

At this time, Ji Fei had a gloomy smile on his face, but he kept harvesting life, as if he was a master.