In the dark night, Ji Fei walked slowly......

What he was thinking, even he didn't know what he was thinking, he just felt that there was chaos in his head, and by the time he woke up, Ji Fei had already discovered that Sword Casting City was right in front of him.

He held the Heavenly Killing Blade in his hand, and his steps were very heavy.

At half a pillar of incense, Ji Fei walked to the quiet place where he was.

When he opened the door, Ji Fei's face showed a look of consternation.

There was a light like beans in the room, and the four figures sat around an octagonal table like ghosts, looking at Ji Fei with a smile at this time.

Ji Fei recognized the three of these four people, who were the monks who received him when he went to Fuyun Pavilion, Wenkui Building, and Qing Zhixuan to sell three pure demon cores that day.

"A few people came to visit late at night, could it be something important?" Ji Fei kept holding the Heavenly Killing Remnant Blade in his hand, and he looked awe-inspiring at this time.

The four of them drank tea, the red tide on the beautiful woman's face did not subside, and she smiled at Ji Feiyan, "Little guy, are you really asking knowingly, are you trying to make your sister sad?"

The corners of Ji Fei's mouth curled, and he only felt a wave of nausea in his heart.

"Your Excellency and I are just a one-sided relationship, what is the important thing to visit today, if you don't say it, I'm sorry, I'm very busy, so I won't send it. Ji Fei turned sideways, and the expression on his face was neither sad nor joyful, nor sad nor angry.

"I didn't expect the black ink girl, who is so famous, that there is a junior who doesn't give you face......" A man was dressed in a red shirt with a bewitching peony embroidered on it, and the whole person looked indulgent.

The man was holding a fresh peony in his hand and embroidering it lightly under his nose.

Ji Fei glanced at the man, and a disgusting feeling rose in his heart, although this man was unusually handsome, but his clothes were red and purple, bewitching and boundless, and most importantly, he had to pinch an orchid finger, and he spoke softly.

"Hehe, if you can't handle the concubine, then you can only rely on Hehuan Daoyou......"

Na Hehuan glanced at Ji Fei carefully, "Yo! This body is not bad." ”

As he spoke, he threw an eyebrow at Ji Fei, and suddenly Ji Fei was in a cold sweat, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

Ji Fei snorted coldly, he had already put away the Heavenly Killing Blade, and at this time, he slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a ghost banner appeared in his hand.

"If you still can't say it clearly, Hugh blame is merciless under his subordinates!"

Seeing Ji Fei's expression change, everyone straightened their faces, but the woman with the name of Black Ink and the Hehuan demon man still glanced at Ji Fei with disgust.

Ji Fei snorted coldly in his heart, these two people are very abnormal.

This woman is too demonic, this man is too!

Those two were the monks who Ji Fei went to Wenkui Tower and Qing Zhixuan to receive him.

These two people are quite normal.

"Junior, I'm just here to know where you got those Pure Demon Cores. "The one who spoke was a swordsman dressed as a scholar in a white shirt, and this was Wen Kuilou's person.

Ji Fei frowned, and said coldly: "I just want to know, is this what you mean, or what Wen Kuilou means?"

The four of them looked at Ji Fei with a slightly cold expression, and one of them stood up and said angrily: "What's the use of you asking this? ”

"Hehe, you tell me first, otherwise, if you want to get this secret, it's delusional!"

The four of them looked at each other, and the black ink girl held her cheeks and said, "It's our own idea, so what?"

"I see...... Ji Fei nodded, suddenly his voice increased several times, and he smiled coldly: "In that case, you can die!"

Ji Fei said that he would do it, without the slightest drag, he was still talking and laughing Yan Yan before, and in the blink of an eye, his eyebrows were murderous.

The ghost banner in Ji Fei's hand rolled, and the soul in the sky swept away with the yin qi.

The four of them retreated one after another, among them, Qing Zhixuan, snorted coldly, slapped the storage bag, took out a Fengyun fan, and slammed it at Ji Fei's soul that came from the sky!

Under this fan, the houses here suddenly burst, and when Ji Fei saw this, his body was stunned, and he shot out of the Sword Casting City.

The four men looked at each other and followed closely.

At the edge of the bamboo sea, Ji Fei stopped.

He wiped the storage bag, and the Heavenly Slayer Blade appeared in his hand.

It is a bit far-fetched for the black shadow to use the power of this treasure. But in Ji Fei's body, there is an anti-heaven divine tree circling, which is the only one in the world.

Ji Fei's speed of absorbing spiritual power is as much as twice that of ordinary people, coupled with his extremely powerful recovery ability, so if he uses the Heavenly Slayer Blade, it must be much easier!

The four figures came like shadows, a hundred feet away from Ji Fei, and looked at Ji Fei coldly, but a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, old man Mangzi, I don't know who your surname is, can you get acquainted?"

Qing Zhixuan, the monk, looked at Ji Fei, sighed at Ji Fei's good speed, his eyes showed a suspicious look, he put away the mountain and river fan in his hand, and said slowly.

Ji Fei smiled: "Is there still anyone who knows? In my eyes, the four of you have already become dead corpses!"

"Shaft, you're too arrogant, let Zeng come and meet you!"

The monk dressed as a scholar showed a slightly displeased look on his face, although his cultivation was only in the late stage of Bigu, but as a deacon of Wenkuilou, he had read all the people in the world, and it was really rare for such an arrogant guy to be.

The scholar Zeng patted the storage bag, and a black ribbed inkstone appeared in his hand.

This inkstone was counted in his hand, and it suddenly increased several times, and was directly thrown by Zeng's scholars.

The inkstone was filled with black light in the sky, and a trace of demonic black light twisted out, and the void was filled with a strange rosin fragrance.

Ji Fei sneered, the golden light flashed in his hand, and a gold brick was suddenly taken down by him, and smashed towards the black inkstone.

"Broken!"

Ji Fei pinched the trick with one hand, and hit several spirit tricks with the other, and half of the remnant blade in the void was floating.

With a ding, the gold bricks slammed into the black inkstone, and suddenly the black mist shrouded it, and only a crisp sound was heard, and the black inkstone shattered.

Zeng's scholar looked slightly cold, and looked at Ji Fei with unkind eyes.

"Wen Kuilou, that's it!"

Ji Fei took the gold brick, looked at the Zeng scholar and said lightly.

"Hehe, I have long heard that the magic weapon refined by 100,000 years of rosin from Taoist friends is famous, how can it be so unbearable to see it today?"

Killing the red dragon is the only way for female monks to solve their monthly troubles, and because of its resemblance, it is called the red dragon. Killing the red dragon is naturally to solve this trouble.

At this time, the black ink girl laughed at the Zeng scholar for not killing the red dragon, and naturally secretly scolded him for being a weak girl.

When the scholar of the Zeng clan heard this, a layer of frost appeared on his face, and he shouted coldly: "Black ink girl, you are rampant!"

Then he turned his head and looked at Ji Fei and smiled coldly, his eyes shooting endless hatred.

"I was going to kill you with one move, but I didn't expect that you were a little different from those ordinary people. ”

After that, Zeng's scholar wiped the storage bag, and a little black light appeared in his hand.

The Zeng scholar's mouth was like a toad, and then it suddenly blew out.

Suddenly, the black light in the sky was dotted with stars, and it suddenly changed in the void, turning into a black platform-like object in the sky and rushing towards Ji Fei.

In this regard, Ji Fei just smiled coldly, his face was a little hideous.

Then, Dan saw him grab it with his big hand, and the Heavenly Killing Blade in the void was grabbed by him in his hand.

Infinite spirit stones poured into the Heavenly Slayer Blade, and its blade was like blood, with a trace of bloody coldness.

Ji Fei didn't say a word, and slashed directly towards the void!

The color of the four of them changed at the same time, and it was really surprising that the inconspicuous remnant blade that was originally in Ji Fei's hand was exerting such a power against the sky at this time.

At this moment, the earth was agitated, and the void was slashed, and even the spiritual power seemed to be drained at that moment.

A sharp cold light swept through the sky.

The wind picked up dust and made the place dim in an instant.

The fluttering bamboo leaves are like a tide of Lang, telling the power of the Heavenly Killing Blade.

The four people in the void sacrificed defensive magic weapons one after another, but many magic weapons, just one meal, and then shattered in the void.

Ji Fei's body moved, and he stepped into the void, but he saw that the four figures in the void were embarrassed, and he looked at Ji Fei with some hatred, but more than that, he was afraid.

"You ......" Ji Fei shook his head slowly, looked at the embarrassed figures of the four and said, "No!"

Ahem... The Hehuan man spat out a mouthful of blood, and a delicate voice came, with endless hatred.

"If I don't die today, I will come to you later!"

After that, the peony flower in this person's hand suddenly grew larger, wrapped it in it, and disappeared.

Seeing this, Ji Fei slashed the Heavenly Killing Remnant Blade in his hand again, and somewhere in the void, there was a strong agitation, and a figure fell out in embarrassment.

At the moment of appearance, the Hehuan man let out a frightened sound, and before his voice could completely disappear, it suddenly shattered into the void, falling a bloody shadow in the sky.

There was a hint of horror in the eyes of the three people, and they no longer dared to stay here, leaving three afterimages in the void.

Ji Fei looked at the three of them, with a cruel smile in his eyes, and chased after them.

"Who are you, do you dare to do it?" asked in surprise by the murderous aura on Ji Fei's face.

"Ji Fei!" Ji Fei said lightly, for the dying person, he did not need to keep the name.

"Tell my name to the king of Hades......" Ji Fei's expression turned cold, and the Heavenly Killing Remnant Blade in his hand slashed three times in the void!