"That's why you're too weak." Zhao Feiyu grinned, as if he was sneering at the monk, "A monk in the Tianxuan realm is nothing more than this. It's so strenuous to deal with me, a monk in the mortal realm, and it's like pursuing an endless road.

?Wouldn’t even dream of it.”

After Zhao Feiyu finished talking trash, the feeling of depression in her heart instantly eased a lot.

After hearing Zhao Feiyu's words, the monk's calm face finally showed a hint of anger.

"You are looking for death." The monk said word by word, "I would dig your soul out of your head to see what kind of secrets you hold."

The monk held the iron sword tightly in his right hand, and a terrible coercion enveloped the world.

The iron sword began to buzz, a black light emitted from its surface, and a terrifying murderous intent roared between heaven and earth.

Zhao Feiyu could feel the sharp killing intent of the iron sword, as if it was going to cut off his body and soul.

"Broken!" The sword cultivator shouted softly, and a black sword light slashed towards Zhao Feiyu instantly.

That sword light was several times stronger than the previous sword light. It seemed that the whole world could not withstand the pressure of that sword light, and the void was filled with the sound of humming.

Looking at the sword light, Zhao Feiyu knew that he could not dodge and could only resist the sword light.

"Crazy Thunder Technique!" Zhao Feiyu shouted angrily, and the thunder power in the thunder spiritual veins began to surge crazily.

A bolt of thunder blasted out from Zhao Feiyu's palm, carrying a terrifying power of destruction, and instantly collided with the black sword light.

In an instant, terrifying power exploded from the void, roaring in all directions, destroying the ancient forest to pieces.

Countless dust and tree fragments floated between the sky and the earth, obscuring all scenes.

When the dust and ashes gradually dispersed, the monk stood there, his expression still very calm. The iron sword in his hand flashed with the light of thunder. The thunder power that Zhao Feiyu had just used had not completely dissipated, and it still remained.

On top of the monk's iron sword.

Zhao Feiyu still maintained the posture in which he used the Crazy Thunder Technique just now, and a red mark appeared on his chest, as if the sword light struck his body.

Zhao Feiyu stared at the monk, a drop of blood suddenly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and then he started to cough loudly, and the blood was scattered in front of Zhao Feiyu.

Seeing Zhao Feiyu like this, the monk's mouth moved slightly, but he still looked a little dissatisfied. He wiped the blade of the iron sword in his hand with both fingers.

"I didn't expect that my sword didn't make you fall." The monk said naturally as if talking to himself, "It's a pity that the monk alliance gave an order and could only capture you alive and not kill you directly, otherwise you would have become a

The dead soul of the sword in my hand."

Zhao Feiyu wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at the monk coldly, with a murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

The monk looked at the thunderous light flashing from time to time on the sword and said, "I didn't expect that you have an extremely rare thunder spirit vein. No wonder you appear here. Your identity is becoming more and more confusing. I am very confused now."

I’m curious about which sect force you come from and why you came here. A mere monk in the mortal realm has so many secrets, no wonder he can defeat the monks in the mysterious realm."

The monk looked at Zhao Feiyu and couldn't help but sneered, raised his head slightly, looked at Zhao Feiyu, pointed the long sword in his hand at Zhao Feiyu, "Let me see what extraordinary tricks you, a monk in the mortal realm, can do.

"

Zhao Feiyu endured the pain coming from his body, gathered his soul power, and used the stabbing technique on the monk.

The monk's expression suddenly changed, and his calm face finally changed. He looked at Zhao Feiyu in disbelief, and then a trace of pain appeared on his face.

The divine stabbing technique specifically attacks the divine soul. There are very few monks who specialize in cultivating the divine soul, especially monks below the heavenly realm. All kinds of soul skills are as rare as a rarity.

Being able to use soul skills will often achieve unexpected results.

However, most of the monks below the heavenly realm have extremely weak souls, and their soul power is not very strong. The soul skills they can use are not lethal enough, and at most they can briefly disturb the opponent.

The Condor Sect monk never set up defense against Zhao Feiyu, and never thought that Zhao Feiyu would use soul skills to attack him.

Moreover, although the monk of the Divine Eagle Sect is a monk in the Tianxuan Realm, he obviously majors in swordsmanship, and his soul's cultivation level is still average. For a moment, he was bombarded by Zhao Feiyu's divine stabbing technique, and his soul seemed to be torn apart.

Instantly fell into great pain.

The monk staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Feiyu quickly activated his blood energy and fled frantically into the distance.

"You are looking for death!" The monk's eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes. "I will kill you even if you break the rules!"

"Destroy!" The monk roared angrily and swung his sword towards Zhao Feiyu.

Zhao Feiyu felt a terrible pressure coming from behind him, and he quickly looked behind him.

I saw a huge sword light emerging in the sky. That sword light was hundreds of times larger than the sword light that hit Zhao Feiyu before. The power contained in it was even more amazing, as if it could destroy everything.

"Damn it!" Zhao Feiyu quickly summoned the Huangni Lu and stood in front of him.

The sword light was so fast that Zhao Feiyu had no time to dodge.

The terrifying sword light destroyed everything in its path and instantly bombarded the yellow mud furnace.

Zhao Feiyu only felt a huge force that could not be resisted coming at him instantly. His body was like a fallen leaf in the strong wind. He was unable to control it at all. He shot towards the distance and broke several trees before he stopped awkwardly.

Come down.

Zhao Feiyu felt that the world was spinning. The yellow mud stove fell not far away, as if it had lost its divinity. The pills in it were scattered all over the floor. Many of them had turned into grass and trees, and the spiritual energy had dissipated. Some pills had also melted into

Green liquid flows on the land.

Zhao Feiyu endured the pain that seemed to fall apart all over her body and summoned the yellow clay furnace back to the sea of ​​souls.

Looking ahead, I saw that this ancient forest was cut into a huge open space by the huge sword light. All the trees in the path of the sword light were destroyed, and a huge ravine was plowed deep into the ground.

.

"Is this the power of a monk in the Tianxuan Realm..." Zhao Feiyu's chest was heaving violently. He could no longer move his body. His whole body was filled with severe pain, which almost made Zhao Feiyu faint.

The figure of the monk disappeared instantly, and before Zhao Feiyu could react, he appeared in front of Zhao Feiyu.

The monk looked at Zhao Feiyu coldly and said, "I didn't expect that you would still be alive after taking my sword."

"But the aura of cultivation on your body is still the aura of the mortal realm." The monk stared at Zhao Feiyu, "I think you should be the clone of a certain big shot. Thunder spiritual veins are so rare. If that

If this master knew that you were killed, you would probably be angry."

"You are too weak." Zhao Feiyu forced a smile on his face covered with blood and dust, "As a monk in the Tianxuan realm, it is so difficult to deal with a monk in the mortal realm. You are on the road to cultivation.

Doomed to have no future, he will only become a stepping stone for others and a withered bone on the road to success for others."

Within Zhao Feiyu's soul sea, Zhao Feiyu's soul has become much darker, as if he is extremely weak.

Sander's divine soul fire has now sunk into Zhao Feiyu's soul sea, taking over control of this body from Zhao Feiyu.

At this moment, every word and action of Zhao Feiyu is controlled by Sander.

"What are you doing! You still think I can't die quickly enough, right?" Zhao Feiyu almost fainted after hearing Sander's words and couldn't help shouting.

"Don't worry about young people." Xander said as if to comfort him, "Although you are young, I am very old. I have seen a lot. What kind of scenes have I not seen? Don't worry, leave the rest to me.

Enough."

Zhao Feiyu's soul surged with mist, but in the end he had no choice but to do anything. Now it was difficult for his soul to control this body, so he could only leave it to Sander.

When the monk heard Zhao Feiyu's words, his eyes twitched for a moment. It was obvious that Sander's words touched the monk's bottom line and successfully angered the monk.

"Very good." The monk said slowly, "I hope you can still be so tough-talking when you get to the Underworld."

"But before that, I will first detain your soul and let you endure endless pain." The iron sword in the monk's hand pointed at Zhao Feiyu's eyebrows, "When the time comes, I will know all the secrets hidden in your soul.

.I am very interested in your soul skills that can sting the soul. If you tell me now, I will let you experience less torture, how about it?"

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with blood was spat on the monk's face, and slowly slid down the monk's face.

"Leave it here while you're dreaming." A smile appeared on Zhao Feiyu's face again, looking extremely contemptuous.

"You are looking for death!" A look of anger finally appeared on the monk's calm face, and the iron sword in his right hand buzzed as he slashed towards Zhao Feiyu's head.

"Lei Yin!" Zhao Feiyu shouted softly, and the surface of his body was wrapped in the light of thunder, and he disappeared in an instant.

The long sword in the monk's hand cut through the void, cutting a deep ravine in the ground.

But Zhao Feiyu's body had long since disappeared.

Seeing this, the monk slowly closed his eyes.

Divine consciousness spread towards the surroundings, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles around in an instant.

But Zhao Feiyu was still nowhere to be seen.

The monk frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and murmured, "This is impossible... Why does a monk in the mortal realm have so many methods..."

"Don't be complacent, I will kill you sooner or later." Zhao Feiyu's voice sounded from the void and echoed in the monk's ears.

When the monk heard this, he swung the iron sword forward again, and the terrifying sword light seemed to blast a ravine into the earth.

The world was filled with roaring sounds that never calmed down for a long time.


Chapter completed!