Boil the heavens

There was no earth-shattering fluctuation, but the blood-red fluctuation enveloped Yan Fei's whole body.

Sacrifice yourself, start with your own death, within a radius of three meters covered by the wave of true energy, within this wave, everything is being destroyed, not that kind of simple death, but annihilation from the inside out.

Yan Fei could sense that his body was also fluctuating accordingly, and once brought to the same frequency, he would be instantly annihilated from the inside out.

The zhenqi in his body wanted to dispel this wave, but his zhenqi spontaneously annihilated in this wave, and it had no effect!

Death is approaching, don't think about it, stab forward with the long sword in his hand, what Yan Fei can do now is to pierce through this fluctuating field full of death, and then rush out!

Pang Qingyun is dead, this sword has no clear target, it just keeps moving forward, cutting through the waves, piercing the wave of death, opening up a way, and letting Yan Fei out of the dead.

say something

Sorry for poisoning everyone recently.

After sorting out the outline, many things were really naive in thinking before, and the pen force could not control the thoughts, and many things changed after writing.

Shen Xin thought about the positioning:

Yan Fei, a monk with a flat personality.

This is the unchanging core.

Everything after that will revolve around monasticism, and the state will downplay it.

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Cough, cough, cough...

Leaning on the sword, Yan Fei kept coughing up blood.

Looking back at Pang Qingyun who had turned into blood mist and dyed the grassland red, Yan Fei was shocked.

According to the level of the low-martial world in the original book Shooting the Condor, Yan Fei thought that no one in this world should be able to hurt him in duels. In fact, no one has hurt him in these years.

However today...

The Lord of the Magician Palace taught him a vivid lesson.

Although it was just one blow, and although it cost his life, this move really almost killed Yan Fei.

In "The Demon of the Dao Heart", the pure death intent of the world is too strange and impossible to guard against. This power does not destroy the opponent from the outside like a sound wave, but destroys you from a deeper root. , the condensed sword energy disintegrated, the true energy that protected the body collapsed, and King Kong's indestructible body burst into bloodstains...

If Pang Qingyun persisted longer, and if Yan Fei's swordsmanship was even worse, the result would be really unpredictable.

"To be able to create such a skill on his own is truly an astonishing genius, but this heart-seeding demon, back then..."

Before he had time to think about it, the iron armored warriors and disciples of the magician's palace all around frantically rushed towards Yan Fei.

Recklessly strangling Yan Fei was an order given by Pang Qingyun before his death.

Use small soldiers to kill Yan Fei, consume some true energy and he will recover after running two steps. This kind of refueling tactics will not have the effect of consumption at all, then do the opposite, use yourself to severely damage Yan Fei, Then the soldiers grind him to death with numbers.

Raise your sword to meet these black armored warriors.

boom!

When the long sword touched the black armor, it instantly disintegrated into powder.

"Not good!"

Throw away the remaining sword hilt in your hand, look at the armored warriors approaching all around, and feel the cracked internal organs in your body, which are not completely broken due to the protection of true energy. Although vitality is constantly emerging from the depths of your body to repair it, it still takes time. , according to the current progress, it will take at least a day to repair it. If the remaining true energy in the body is squeezed at this time, the internal organs may bleed instantly!

But without invoking true energy, facing these iron bumps, it would be difficult for pure swordsmanship to break through their defenses.

After much deliberation, Yan Fei felt that the only power he could use now was [Sword Intent]!

Generally speaking, the display of sword intent requires true energy as a medium, it is not the kind of power with independent destructive power, it is more like a parasitic and additional power.

But if you are not afraid of making yourself a fool, it is also possible to use the spirit as a medium.

Calmly wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yan Fei walked slowly, ignoring the armored warriors around him, looking towards the direction where Quanzhen people were still insisting.

Stepping forward step by step, when the armored warrior was about two meters away from Yan Fei's side, he fell to the ground without a sound.

At first, everyone in Mongolia didn't feel anything, but as people fell down, they started to get scared!

Surprising!

There was no sound, no wounds, no bleeding, and no painful expressions on their faces. Looking at their fallen companions, these armored warriors were afraid to step forward.

They are not afraid of death, but this weird phenomenon makes their hair stand on end.

No matter how cruel the killing is in the world, there are people who can accept it and talk and laugh freely, but I am afraid that few people can face the continuous death without the slightest warning.

"Fire arrows!"

The long arrow was thrown, covering Yan Fei and the armored warrior.

ping pong pong...

It is natural that the long arrows fell on these armored warriors, but it was still very threatening to Yan Fei at this moment.

Not daring to push it too far, Yan Fei picked up a long sword on the ground and moved his steps. There was no real energy added, and the strength of his body was also very weak, but in the dexterous steps, the long sword in his hand gently touched the air. Long Arrow Contact.

In order to save as much power as possible, it was not destroyed violently, but its trajectory was changed softly, and arrow shafts fell on both sides with a snap, none of which caused effective damage to Yan Fei.

In fact, the Mongols made a mistake. The armored warriors surrounding Yan Fei blocked most of the arrow rain. The current physical condition is absolutely unbearable.

It's just that they are afraid that Yan Fei will escape, how dare they let the armored warrior get out of the way?

In this way, Yan Fei walked towards Quanzhen people step by step, his steps were slow, but no one could stop him.

kill!

At this moment, all the people in Quanzhen who had been driven to death suddenly shouted in unison.

Zhou Tian's sword array swept across the sky, sweeping all directions, and cut in half a circle of iron-clad warriors who could not break through the defense at all.

[The hope of getting out alive has increased again! 】

Looking at the people who mastered the Zhou Tian Sword Formation at the critical moment, Yan Fei showed a smile.

With enough attack power, Quanzhen people are no longer confined in a small space, and come to kill Yan Fei.

Soon, the two sides converged.

Entering the battle, he merged his sword intent with the sword light and true energy of the Zhoutian Sword Formation. As soon as he relaxed, the severe pain in his mind surged like waves one after another.