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Yan Fei is currently in the late stage of the Sword Heaven Wuji Realm, comparable to the late stage of the Martial Saint Realm of the martial artist. With the blessing of the Immortal Sword Body and the Wuji Sword Dao, it can be compared with the late stage of the Martial God Realm of the Martial God Realm of the Martial God Realm of the Martial God Realm of the Martial God Realm.

However, this is the usual situation.

Duan Wuya's cultivation level is between the middle and late stages of the Martial God Realm, but Duan Wuya is definitely outstanding among martial artists.

So Yan Fei is actually a little worse than Duan Wuya.

Yan Fei felt this way just now when he fought.

The same is true for Duan Wuya. Although he was surprised by Yan Fei's strength, he was still somewhat sure.

But in this momentum, Yan Fei released the momentum that forced Duan Wuya to take three steps back.

In an instant, Duan Wuya looked at Yan Fei, his face full of shock.

"Yan Fei, you, your cultivation..."

Duan Wuya was shocked. The momentum Yan Fei showed at this moment was much stronger than when he was fighting with him just now.

Originally, there was not much difference between them, but at this moment, Duan Wuya showed that he was at a disadvantage.

Could it be that Yan Fei's cultivation level has broken through again in such a short period of time?

Or is he always hiding his own strength?

It is impossible. Yan Fei will definitely use all his strength to fight with me. He will never be able to hide at all. In this way, is his cultivation really breaking through again?

Duan Wuya's heart was full of shock.

At this moment, not only Duan Wuya felt this way, but everyone else was also amazed.

Shi Sheng and others stared at Yan Fei. They knew Yan Fei well and felt this powerful momentum for the first time.

The two sect leaders of the Tian Yao Sect and the Ling Yao Sect behind them were even more frightened.

This time, Duan Wuya guessed it completely well.

It was this little time, the time when he confronted Chu Lie, and Yan Fei was unable to break through for a long time, he did make a key breakthrough.

The peak of Jiantian Wuji Realm.

What everyone can't believe is that if you are an ordinary person, when your cultivation is about to break through, the generals choose to go into seclusion. At least, you have to stay in one place with a calm mind and a stable cultivation level.

But Yan Fei didn't have it from beginning to end.

Not only did I not practice in seclusion, nor did I practice quietly, but I was still facing one challenge after another.

You should know that for practitioners, it is the most dangerous to break through the realm, and there is a very likely sign of being possessed by the devil, but Yan Fei did not.

While fighting and killing, did this cultivation actually break through?

This is exactly the strength of the Immortal Sword Body and the Wuji Sword Taoist.

At present, Yan Fei's cultivation has reached the peak of Jiantian Wuji Realm, and his combat power has increased by three levels. If he had a disadvantage before fighting Duan Wuya, he still had a small disadvantage, now Yan Fei's confidence has increased a lot.

With his cultivation level at the peak of Jiantian Wuji Realm and facing Duan Wuya again, Yan Fei's chance of winning has increased from less than 50% to more than 50%.

"I, Yan Fei, cannot be decided by anyone. My destiny is up to me, and I cannot be controlled by heaven. Today, seniors come to me, Yan Fei to discuss it. I guess it's almost done. Please go back." Yan Fei looked at Duan Wuya coldly, and one sentence was equivalent to banishing the guest.

Duan Wuya calmed down. He looked at the two demon sect leaders behind Yan Fei, his eyes full of resentment, but Yan Fei stood in front of him, Duan Wuya was in a dilemma.

"Brother Yan, whether it is the past or this life, I, Duan Wuya, don't want to be your enemy."

Yan Fei snorted coldly and said, "Huh, the choice is up to you, not me."

Hearing this, Duan Wuya slowly shook his head. At this moment, the old man next to him holding the bow of the moon piercing through the clouds and said angrily: "Yan Fei, my pavilion master rarely respects people so much. Why don't you know the good or bad? Since ancient times, evil has not suppressed the righteousness. Don't look at the evil paths that are so happy now that they will be killed sooner or later. My pavilion master has liked you as a talent, so that he is determined.

We must cultivate you, you..."

The old man said it lightly, but he didn't see it. Almost everyone's eyes looked at him, including Duan Wuya.

The other three martial god realm masters around Duan Wuya were also watching him.

He didn't notice that every look he looked at him showed a look of horror and even a little pity.

mercy?

The old man really didn't understand why others would pity themselves at this time?

Before he finished speaking, Duan Wuya angrily rebuked: "Stop talking, I will discuss with Brother Yan, how can you let your mouth wipe? Get out of here."

The old man glanced at Duan Wuya, but found Duan Wuya twitching the corners of his eyes at him.

Obviously, Duan Wuya was winking himself.

If the old man still had a lot of fun, he could only stay in his stomach. Just as he was about to retreat, a powerful suction suddenly came from the opposite side.

The old man with the early stage of the Martial God Realm had no resistance when facing this suction force. He was like a fallen leaf in the strong wind, which was directly sucked over.

It was a sudden incident, and it was too late for Duan Wuya to take action.

He watched the old man turn into a afterimage and head straight for Yan Fei.

In fact, if it was not unexpected, it would be quite difficult for Yan Fei to forcibly suck his disciples under Duan Wuya's nose.

It is because Duan Wuya never believed that Yan Fei dared to do this that all this was really born.

Almost instantly, the old man arrived in front of Yan Fei.

Duan Wuya was shocked and was about to speak, but he saw that Yan Fei was already filled with demonic energy.

The blood-colored demonic aura made Yan Fei's body burn, and Yan Fei's eyes also turned red slightly.

The old man struggled hard in front of Yan Fei, but was grabbed by Yan Fei with one hand.

The blood clot bead slowly flew out from Yan Fei's Qiankun bag and rose above Yan Fei's head.

Yan Fei grabbed the old man with his left hand and held the Mingsha Evil Sword in his right hand. He raised his head slightly, and the expression on his face seemed very enjoyable.

At the same time, his figure slowly rose into the air, and the old man was also grabbed by him and gradually took off. Suddenly, the Mingsha Evil Sword pierced into the old man's body and drank his blood wildly.

Such a scene shocked everyone. Even Duan Wuya couldn't guess what Yan Fei was going to do, so he even forgot that his disciples were still in danger in Yan Fei's hands.

In fact, he couldn't save it.

When he reached about three meters above the ground, the old man who was talking just now had already been sucked away all his cultivation and essence. His mummy fell to the ground, and no one looked at him, and everyone's eyes were still staring at Yan Fei.
Chapter completed!