Global Monster Era

Five minutes later.

Yan Po's figure appeared on the crown of a huge tree.

His eyes were fixed on the monsters in the distance.

These restless monsters were obviously coming for the Mist Soul Flower.

What he had to do now was to find out the strength of these monsters.

If there were monsters above the fifth level of the Soul Realm, he would have to notify the team to evacuate as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the monsters that appeared in front of him were almost all monsters at the initial level of the Soul Realm.

Monsters of this level could not pose any threat to their team at all.

Thinking of this, Yan Po couldn't help but smile.

That Mist Soul Flower... was still in their pocket after all.

If this Mist Soul Flower was counted, their harvest this time was already quite rich.

And Yan Po immediately made a decision in his heart.

After this return trip, I must find a way to change a weapon.

As a strong man in the Soul Realm, he didn't even have a weapon with a spirit, which was simply ridiculous.

While thinking this, Yan Po raised his head and looked around.

In order to ensure the accuracy of the information, he still needed to continue exploring several directions.

However, just as he was about to leave, Yan Po suddenly felt a chill on his back for no reason.

It was as if... he was locked by murderous aura.

The intuition of wandering between life and death for a long time made Yan Po dodge instantly!

And at the moment he dodged, a sharp knife light suddenly passed by him and cut off a branch.

"Who is it?!"

At this moment, Yan Po's face was extremely ugly. He tightly grasped the dagger in his hand and asked in a deep voice.

If he still can't see that someone wants to kill him, then he is really stupid.

It must be said that Yan Po was indeed more cautious than he had imagined.

Although he did not sense his own breath, his sharp intuition successfully saved his life.

After the failed sneak attack, Chu Feng naturally stopped hiding.

He walked out of the shadows and appeared in front of Yan Po.

Looking at Chu Feng holding the Chiyou Knife, Yan Po's eyes could not help but flash a strange color.

"Transcendent Realm?"

Yan Po obviously did not expect that the one who attacked him was just a Transcendent Realm.

Yan Po could kill such a weakling with a raise of his hand.

"You are really looking for death."

A cold light suddenly flashed in Yan Po's eyes.

Then, his figure instantly turned into a residual shadow and attacked Chu Feng.

The dagger in his hand drew an arc in the air, and slashed towards Chu Feng's neck with the force of thunder!

To deal with such a weakling, Yan Po's goal is to kill him with one blow.

"Keng!!"

However, just when Yan Po had already sentenced Chu Feng to death in his heart.

Accompanied by the sound of metal clashing, the dagger in his hand was actually shaken away! !

How is this possible? !

Yan Po's eyes immediately flashed with disbelief.

He then noticed that on the long sword in Chu Feng's hand, a phantom of a demon god had condensed without knowing when.

This is... a weapon spirit? !

Yan Po frowned, and a touch of shock flashed in his eyes again.

He didn't expect that the guy in front of him, who was only in the extraordinary realm, actually had a weapon that had already nurtured a weapon spirit.

Moreover, from his perception, the level of this weapon spirit was definitely not low.

And the reason why the opponent was able to block his attack was mostly due to the weapon.

Thinking of this, Yan Po narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"It is a waste of resources for a weak person like you to use this weapon."

Yan Po sneered and said, "However, since you have met me, I will keep this weapon for you."

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Po's figure disappeared again in the shadow in front of him.

And this time, Chu Feng finally saw some clues.

What Yan Po used was momentum!

What he understood was the momentum of shadow!

It was because of this that he could escape into the shadow at will!

However, even if Chu Feng figured this out, it did not mean that he could break the opponent's means.

Because at this moment, he could no longer sense Yan Po's breath.

If you want to capture the opponent's trace, the only way is to wait for the opponent to show up.

Time passed by minute by minute.

However, Yan Po never showed up.Meaning.

However, Chu Feng was extremely sure that Yan Po would definitely take action.

In his eyes, he was like a fat sheep, and there was no reason for him to let him go.

At this moment, a chill suddenly rose from behind Chu Feng.

He turned around without any hesitation!

Sure enough, the moment he turned around, Yan Po's figure also appeared behind him!

Then, the sharp dagger suddenly slashed towards Chu Feng's body!

Because the opponent's attack speed was too fast, Chu Feng had no time to fight back and could only avoid the vital points as much as possible!

"Swish-"

Accompanied by a sound of flesh and blood tearing, Chu Feng's ribs were immediately torn into a very deep wound by the sharp dagger in Yan Po's hand.

Accompanied by the piercing pain, scarlet blood also flowed out of the wound.

"What a fool who doesn't know how to live or die."

Yan Po sneered and hid in the shadows again.

In his eyes, Chu Feng had become his prey.

As long as he wanted, he could play with him to death at any time.

After all, the gap in strength was an insurmountable gap.

A mere ant in the extraordinary realm really thought that he could defeat the existence of the soul realm with just a weapon with a spirit?

This guy... is too naive!

However, after I kill him, the sword will belong to him.

According to the rules of their team, as long as he kills the enemy alone, all the spoils will belong to him.

At this moment, Yan Po only felt an extremely surging heart.

Although the previous attack did not kill Chu Feng, this time, this guy is not so lucky.

Yan Po clenched the dagger in his hand, and his figure appeared again, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Die!"

The dagger in Yan Po's hand drew a sharp arc in the air and cut towards Chu Feng's throat!

This attack was impossible to resist with the opponent's extraordinary strength.

However, when Yan Po attacked, the time in front of him seemed to stop.

Before he could react, Chu Feng's cold voice rang in his ears.

"The one who should die... is you."