When Zhao Feiyu was in the ancient forest, several thin silver lines suddenly shot in front of Zhao Feiyu.

If Zhao Feiyu hadn't reacted quickly, his body would have been pierced by those silver threads just now.

Looking at the few threads in front of him that were shining with silver light like spider silk, a gloomy look suddenly appeared on Zhao Feiyu's face.

"You little bastard, you can't run away!" A gloomy voice came from not far away.

I saw the male cultivator coming towards Zhao Feiyu at an extremely fast speed. His hands kept shooting out thin silver threads, stabbing them on the thick branches of the ancient tree, as if he was hanging his body in mid-air.

Jumping like crazy.

Zhao Feiyu looked at the male cultivator coldly, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

It was obvious that this male cultivator did not intend to let Zhao Feiyu go, and was bound to kill Zhao Feiyu.

"Destroy my silver net. Even if you run to the end of the world, I will hunt you down to the end!" The male cultivator roared angrily. It was obvious that the silver net that bound Zhao Feiyu was an extremely precious magic weapon.

However, Zhao Feiyu forcibly opened a hole, and the magic weapon was naturally equivalent to being semi-destroyed. This undoubtedly made the male cultivator extremely angry.

Looking at Zhao Feiyu who was standing there without moving, the male cultivator was slightly startled. Then a gloomy smile appeared on his face, "Boy, you can't run away. You are a monk in the mortal realm, even if you activate your spiritual energy, you can

How far did you run? This time I must cut off your flesh piece by piece in order to vent the hatred that destroyed my life-giving magic weapon!"

Zhao Feiyu snorted coldly and rushed towards the male cultivator crazily.

The male cultivator relied on his own cultivation to enter the mysterious realm. He was not afraid of Zhao Feiyu's flesh and blood body at all, and punched Zhao Feiyu.

The terrifying blood energy wrapped around the male cultivator's right fist, trying to kill Zhao Feiyu completely on the spot.

Not to be outdone, Zhao Feiyu mobilized all her blood and punched the male cultivator.

The two people collided almost instantly.

There was only a crisp shattering sound, and the figure of the male cultivator suddenly blasted towards the back like a cannonball, and then hit an ancient tree heavily.

Looking at the figure of the male cultivator stuck on the trunk of the ancient tree, the blood on Zhao Feiyu's right fist slowly dissipated.

Zhao Feiyu gently moved his palms, a little surprised that his flesh and blood was so powerful.

The male cultivator's eyes were full of astonishment and horror. He never thought that Zhao Feiyu's flesh and blood power could be so powerful.

The male cultivator felt that his right arm had lost all feeling, and there was severe pain in half of his body, hitting him like a tide, making him cry uncontrollably.

"I won't let you go!" the male cultivator screamed sternly, "Either you die or I die!"

The male cultivator activated his spiritual energy, and the skin on his chest burst instantly, and several silver threads stained with bright red blood shot out instantly, blasting towards Zhao Feiyu.

Zhao Feiyu's figure flashed instantly, as if teleporting, dodging all the silver threads. Those silver threads did not even touch Zhao Feiyu's clothes.

"Impossible!" the male cultivator yelled subconsciously.

He simply didn't believe that Zhao Feiyu's flesh and blood body could be cultivated to such an extent. Since it could dodge all the silk thread spells he practiced.

Those silver threads are made of a special material. Apart from the silver mesh, these silver threads are his biggest trump card.

He buried countless silver threads in his chest, which was one of his means to save his life.

If he encounters an extremely dangerous moment, he can instantly shoot out the silver thread buried under the skin of his chest, severely injuring his opponent.

This method is extremely concealed, and few enemies can detect it.

But when the male cultivator faced Zhao Feiyu, he was extremely confident and did not use magic. He actually wanted to kill Zhao Feiyu on the spot with his flesh and blood body, but he never thought that his arm would hit Zhao Feiyu's right fist, like a bombardment.

As if he was on a solid rock, the terrifying force blasted his body away instantly.

The male cultivator felt that half of his body had lost consciousness, leaving only endless pain surging over his body like a tide.

The combination of panic and terrible pain caused the male cultivator to completely panic and use his trump card to save his life.

But he forgot that such a method would be more effective the closer he was to his opponent. Faced with such a long distance, many powerful monks were able to dodge those silver threads. They did not pose any threat at all.

It was already difficult to lift his left arm, let alone control those silver threads against Zhao Feiyu.

"Xuanjing monks are nothing more than that." Zhao Feiyu said slowly.

"Who are you?!" the male cultivator wailed miserably, "You are definitely not a monk in the mortal realm. You have hidden your cultivation!"

Zhao Feiyu spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I am indeed a monk in the mortal realm. I have not entered the mysterious realm."

"Impossible..." The male cultivator had blood flowing from his mouth, as if he was about to die soon, "I tell you, I am an inner disciple of the Condor Sect! If you dare to kill me, you will be pursued by the Condor Sect.

Kill! There are elders of our sect patrolling this area. I have already lit the soul smoke and told my sect elders that if you are obedient and captured, then it is easy to say that if you are caught by my sect elders, you will definitely die without a burial place.

!”

"Condor Sect? What a stupid name, it sounds very weak." Zhao Feiyu curled his lips, and then looked at the male cultivator coldly, "I have never provoked you, it is you who insists on restraining me.

, you still want to search for my soul and are still pursuing me, so don’t blame me for being ruthless."

"What are you going to do?!" Looking at Zhao Feiyu, who was walking towards him step by step, a look of panic finally appeared in the male cultivator's eyes.

He thought he could handle a mortal monk at will, but he never thought that this monk was so powerful that he could almost destroy his flesh and blood body with just one punch.

His only reliance was on the sect elders who were patrolling nearby, but it might take some time for the sect elders to arrive, and it was too late now.

"Don't you dare kill me!" the male cultivator screamed sternly.

Zhao Feiyu pinched his neck and shook it suddenly.

Just hearing a crisp cracking sound, the male cultivator's neck softened and his head dropped instantly.

After the male cultivator died, the Guixu spiritual veins in Zhao Feiyu's body were eager to move.

Zhao Feiyu raised his right hand in front of the male cultivator, and all the spiritual energy and blood in the male cultivator's body were swallowed up by Zhao Feiyu.

And the shape of the male cultivator also became as ferocious and terrifying as a mummy.

"Ah!" A wailing sound came, and Zhao Feiyu saw a rather slender figure running madly towards the distance.

It was obvious that the figure was one of the two female cultivators following the male cultivator.

Zhao Feiyu's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly grasped the disappearing figure with his right hand, and a bolt of thunder blasted out from Zhao Feiyu's body.

The figure had no time to react and instantly turned into a piece of charcoal and fell to the ground.

Looking at the haggard corpse of the male cultivator, Zhao Feiyu suddenly thought that he had devoured the blood of many monks under Fallen Spirit Mountain, and those monks must have turned into mummies like this.

If other monks see this appearance, they will definitely associate Zhao Feiyu with the previous terrible disaster, and the consequences that Zhao Feiyu will face will probably be extremely serious.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyu once again fired a bolt of thunder from his fingertips, instantly blasting the male cultivator into a piece of coke, and the scorching power made the ancient tree burn.

"There is another female cultivator..." Zhao Feiyu murmured, "I wonder if that guy saw me..."

"You really don't care about women." Sander's voice sounded in Zhao Feiyu's mind, "It seems that you are a talent that can be made."

"No matter how beautiful the beauty is, her own life is not as important." Zhao Feiyu said slowly, "What's more, those guys want my life. I've been tolerant enough, but they keep pestering me."

Zhao Feiyu sighed softly, "This is the damn world of immortality. This is why I don't want to become an immortal. I have to fight to the death."

"Hahahaha..." Xander laughed, "Good boy, you don't look like a twenty-year-old creature at all. You look more like an old monster. I like it."

Zhao Feiyu looked at his hands, feeling a sense of pleasure deep in his heart.

This feeling of being able to kill others at will gave Zhao Feiyu a sense of killing in his heart.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyu quickly activated Zhao's Invincible Creation Skill to suppress the murderous intention in her heart.

"Let's leave quickly." Zhao Feiyu said, "The longer we stay in this place, the more dangerous it will be."

Zhao Feiyu's figure once again shuttled crazily through the ancient forest.

"Do you know what cultivation level that man has?" Zhao Feiyu asked Xiang Xander.

"That guy should have a cultivation level in the middle stage of Earth Xuan, but his flesh and blood body is very ordinary, and he still focuses on cultivating spiritual energy." Sander said, "That guy never thought that your flesh and blood body could be so powerful.

Otherwise, if he uses his spiritual energy, you may have to fight him for a while. You won't be able to kill him instantly like you can now."

"Middle Dixuan..." Zhao Feiyu murmured, "I didn't expect that my flesh and blood body could blow away the flesh and blood body of a monk in the middle stage of Dixuan with one punch, and I feel that I haven't fully exerted the power of my body yet."

"I'm afraid your current body of flesh and blood is almost the same as those of physical training. From the outside, you can't see any traces of physical training. This is also an advantage for you." Sander said, "But you should have such an ability.

That's right, you have to know that the Supreme Being in your body is extremely powerful. A being with such a level of cultivation is like an ant, unable to get into the eyes of that old man. If you can't even defeat these monks, you will simply lose the Supreme Being.

face."

Hearing Sander's words, Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but feel speechless.

He thought that before he stepped into Fallen Spirit Mountain, he had no magical means and his cultivation was extremely weak, not to mention that the Guixu spiritual vein provided him with spiritual energy, and even the spiritual energy in his body was also absorbed by the Guixu spiritual vein.

Most of it was taken away.

But now he already has many means to fight.

While Zhao Feiyu was thinking, a thick branch instantly hit Zhao Feiyu's chest. Zhao Feiyu's body hit the ground like a cannonball, creating a deep crater.

"Want to escape? Kill for life!" came a deep voice.


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