Yan Fei walked forward step by step, and the blood light on the Mingsha Xie Sword was still so strong.

Chu Kui, remember that I, Yan Fei, said, "Your Holy Heaven Sword Sect will get out of the iceland, right?"

Chu Kui was also recovering quickly, and at this moment, he slowly stood up.

But obviously, his recovery is much slower than Yan Fei.

No, I don’t believe that in just less than a year, how could you become so strong?

Yan Fei shook his head slowly and said: Hey, there are still many things you can't figure out in this world, but I'm afraid you won't have a chance.

At this moment, Xing Lin and others had also come closer.

Everyone surrounded Chu Kui in the center. Chu Kui understood that he might not be able to escape death today.

Haha, hahahaha, the surname Yan, even if I, Chu Kui, is destined to die today, you don’t have to be happy. In a short time, you Yan Fei, you, and everyone from the poor family will be buried with me, haha, hahaha. In the desperate situation, Chu Kui laughed.

Finally, Yan Fei came close to Chu Kui.

Chu Kui was also quite touched when his eyes met, and at this moment, he seemed to have captured a sense of familiarity in Yan Fei's eyes.

Just like Chu Li who was outside the spiritual cave.

This kind of eyes and this feeling actually seem familiar.

When Chu Lie, the Saint of Beiling, followed the Saint of Zhenwu, and the Saint of Zhenwu, these brothers of Chu Lie could only be regarded as the younger brother of Wu Junlin.

But they had seen Wu Junlin. Wu Junlin's arrogant aura and Wu Junlin's eyes had long been deeply imprinted in the depths of their souls, and even after more than twenty years, they were still very profound.

So, at this moment, facing Yan Fei's gaze, the familiar feeling in Chu Kui's heart suddenly emerged.

How could your eyes be so familiar? Who are you?

Chu Kui's crazy laughter came to an abrupt end.

Yan Fei smiled and said: It's ridiculous, you mobilized so many people just to make me die, but now you ask me who I am, Chu Kui, guess who I am, who do you think I am? As he said that, Yan Fei took a few more steps forward.

Chu Kui couldn't help but slowly retreated, and his eyes were still staring at Yan Fei's eyes.

Suddenly, a trace of thought arose in my heart.

However, his life was hanging by a thread at the moment, and Chu Kui didn't want to think so much. His face gradually became gloomy, and a firm light flashed in the corners of his eyes.

No matter who you are, today, if I, Chu Kui, can't kill you, I will die with you. You will all die. With a roar, Chu Kui was like crazy, and he was extremely chaotic.

The cultivation level of the middle-stage Martial Saint Realm began to shrink rapidly.

Seeing this, Xing Lin and others changed their faces one after another, and even the old Yin-Yang monster took a few steps back in horror.

No, this old guy is going to explode his dantian, so everyone should retreat quickly.

Just dodge. This old guy has a very high cultivation level. If he explodes his dantian, his power will be extremely huge. Go quickly.

A strong man in the Martial Emperor realm forcibly compresses his own cultivation. When the battle energy condenses to a certain level and the dantian cannot be loaded, it will burst instantly.

A lifetime of cultivation bursts out in an instant, enough to destroy everything within a radius of dozens or even hundreds of feet. Even martial artists with the same cultivation level and high status will disappear in an instant.

This is also the last thing a practitioner can do when he is desperate.

I don’t want to be able to live, I just want to die together. To put it bluntly, even if I die, I have to take a cushion.

Everyone was scared and subconsciously retreated, the farther they were, the better.

Only Yan Fei was still standing in front of Chu Kui, only a few feet away from him. Everyone was so scared that they retreated, but Yan Fei remained motionless and still looked at Chu Kui coldly, as if he had not seen Chu Kui's condition.

Suddenly, Chu Kui stretched out his hands and grabbed Yan Fei's arm tightly.

In Chu Kui's eyes, today is a purpose, to let Yan Fei die, and he has put life and death aside.

At this moment, Yan Fei was also puzzled.

Do I really have such a deep hatred with you?

That’s right, I killed your third brother, and I killed many of your Shengtian Dao Sect. So what? Could it be that I will be honest and slaughtered by others?

People like you who are arrogant seem to be used to looking down on all living beings, so you do not allow others to be better than you, do not allow others to pose a threat to your status, or even do not allow others to disrespect you.

Why?

Are you better than others when you were born?

You seem to have forgotten that Wu Junlin also took you, the poor, to the peak, and when you become a noble existence, you will be the same.

OK, if there is one, I will kill one, if there is ten thousand, I, Yan Fei, will kill ten thousand.

The same thing, I, Yan Fei, don’t be afraid of any enemy, and there are thousands of enemies all over the world, so what should I do?

With a sword in hand, drinking blood on the enemy's neck, one day I will let you know whether you should choose to be my Yan Fei's friend or an enemy.

He was grabbed by Chu Kui's hands, and Yan Fei did not resist at all.

Chu Kui grabbed Yan Fei and was happy at first. In his opinion, Yan Fei would definitely not be able to escape this time.

But the next moment, he seemed very surprised again, because Yan Fei had no intention of running away. At this moment, the eyes that looked at him were full of disdain and ridicule.

Boy, are you really not afraid of death? Chu Kui's face was cold and continued to gather his cultivation.

Haha, aren’t you afraid?

Chu Kui was stunned for a moment because he understood that it was not that he was not afraid of death, but that he had no choice, but Yan Fei was different. He knew that he would die, but he didn't care at all.

Chu Kui's heart trembled again. The surname Yan, okay, although I, Chu Kui, are as deep as the sea of ​​yours, I have to say, your courage is the only one I have seen in my life. If I have to say that anyone can compare with you, I am afraid that the only Zhenwu Sword Saint who fell twenty years ago was the one who fell. When it comes to this name, Chu Kui looked at Yan Fei's eyes again

god.

That's right, it's just this kind of look that looks so similar.

Yan Fei smiled coldly and said: Haha, it doesn’t matter who I am. But you are wrong. I, Yan Fei, are afraid of death, and are very afraid of death.

Then why don’t you run away? Why do you run away? Alas, Chu Kui, Chu Kui, you are too confident. I, Yan Fei, are indeed afraid of death, but I can’t die. Why should I be afraid? With you, I want to take my life with Yan Fei? With you, I am also qualified to die with me, Yan Fei? With you, I also want to explode my dantian in front of me, Yan Fei? Very

Unfortunately, you don't even have the qualifications to commit suicide.
Chapter completed!