Ling Yifan raised his sword and fell, and cleanly solved the monk in front of him who had robbed him, and immediately turned cold, turned his body without hesitation, and forced towards the short monk who rushed straight towards him.

And when the short monk who was rushing towards Ling Yifan frantically saw the fate of his companion and Ling Yifan's cold gaze, the battle intent that had risen in his heart had already faded by more than half.

At this time, although this short monk had the intention to retreat, but at this time, he was already ready to send an arrow, even if it was too late to escape at this time, at this point, this person could only continue to face Ling Yifan.

With the experience of his companions, at this time, this short monk did not dare to spare his hand in the slightest, even if he showed all his cultivation and strength.

I saw that his eyes showed a resolute look, and the spirit sword in his hand quickly swung out a bloody ray, and at the moment when he swung the blood, his complexion turned a little pale again, but in his pale complexion, more was revealed than a trace of deep jealousy.

Ling Yifan's divine sense sensed the coercion and momentum exuded by the other party's blood, and his heart was slightly startled, but he didn't show too much panic.

Compared with the dead monk, the short monk in front of him was still a few points weaker, and immediately, Ling Yifan did not hesitate to cast his hole cards while turning his body, and the secret method in his body was unleashed without hesitation.

Suddenly, a palpitating purple aura burst out, and the moment this purple aura appeared, even the surrounding space trembled slightly.

After this short monk sensed the attack performed by Ling Yifan, his heart was immediately more shocked than before, and from the attack cast by Ling Yifan, he felt an unprecedented crisis.

In the previous battle, he didn't find that this white-haired young man had unleashed such an attack, if he had known that the other party had such strength. He's not going to run stupidly.

From that purple breath, his soul trembled slightly unconsciously, and his pale and bloodless face was even more dead.

This attack, Ling Yifan had already thought about it in his heart, although he had also used his means in the previous battle. But he didn't use his secret method as well, the purpose was not to startle the short monk in front of him.

And the timing of his killing of the tall monk was also just right, deliberately calculating that at the moment when the short monk was about to arrive, Ling Yifan did not intend to entangle with the other party more, so at the moment when the short monk arrived, he did not hesitate to use his strongest attack.

The purpose is to kill the opponent with one blow, and the distance between the two is not more than a hundred miles, in an instant. Both of them were much closer to each other again, and their attacks were also swept towards each other in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, a blood ray and a purple sword light struck together, and suddenly, a dazzling light flashed in mid-air, the dazzling light made both of them a little unable to open their eyes, at the moment when the two attacks collided, Ling Yifan's attack carried an unstoppable fierce aura. Defeated the bloody rays like a bamboo.

At the moment when the blood was crushed, the short monk was suddenly pulled. I couldn't help but change my complexion again, and my throat couldn't help but feel a wet and salty taste.

Seeing that his attack was ruthlessly crushed, the short monk's face was as dead as ashes, and looking at the purple attack that quickly hit him, a sense of despair suddenly permeated his heart.

Watching the palpitating purple attack continue to expand in his pupils, a wave of despair and powerlessness spread in the bottom of his heart. At this point, he regretted that he shouldn't have rushed over recklessly.

Facing this purple sword, a trace of fear and irresistible thoughts rose from the depths of his soul, and seeing that this life-threatening purple sword was about to approach his body, this person instinctively swung the spirit sword in his hand again in despair. Try to fend off this deadly threat.

However, the owner who performed this attack did not seem to intend to give him any chance to escape, only to see the purple sword light instantly slash through the void and fall towards this person with a smell of death.

In an instant, before this person had time to react, the moment he just raised the spirit sword in his hand, the purple sword had already fallen.

It happened to collide with the spirit sword in his hand, and the moment the purple sword touched the spirit sword in his hand, this purple breath suddenly engulfed the spirit sword in his hand, and under the infection of this purple breath, the spirit sword in the hand of the short monk actually showed signs of shattering.

And the moment this person touched this purple sword, he was even more deeply touched, and when he was extremely far away from this purple sword, he sensed a heart-palpitating aura coming from it.

However, at the moment of contact with this purple sword, he deeply felt the horror of this attack.

As the purple sword light approached him, he felt the terrifying aura coming from it sting his skin like a sharp blade.

And at the moment when he touched this purple sword, he felt even more horrified that the spirit sword in his hand was actually cracked under the attack of this purple sword.

In the face of this scene, the fear in this person's heart increased a little, but at this moment, this person also did not have the heart to be frightened by the power of this attack, because what he was facing right now was a life and death crisis.

After staying in the Wind Demon Valley for so long, he has experienced many crises, big and small, but there has never been a crisis that makes him feel so close to the brink of death.

However, in the face of this mortal blow, although he had the intention to resolve it, he was powerless, and he saw that the purple sword light followed the spirit sword in his hand and instantly sank into his arm, not giving him any chance to react at all.

In despair, the idea of survival had just risen in this person's heart, and he was completely shattered by Ling Yifan's ruthless attack.

At this moment, Ling Yifan stood in the air, his expression coldly scanning the short monk as he ruthlessly annihilated under his own attack.

I saw that the purple sword light quickly covered his body the moment it entered his arm, and the next moment, in this person's shocked and desperate look, the purple sword light completely devoured his body.

The next moment, this person's vitality gradually disappeared under the ravages of purple energy, and finally with a bang, with the explosion of purple energy, the entire body completely disappeared into the air.

At this time, the power of this void that Ling Yifan exerted was no longer what it used to be, and with the improvement of his cultivation, he could control the strength he exerted, so that he would not collapse because he was not controlled.

Glancing at the place where the person had been completely killed by his own attack, Ling Yifan nodded secretly in his heart, quite satisfied with his current cultivation and strength!