The Ancient Vast Realm

Feng Xuan frowned slightly, and the fire column flew past his body, burning a huge pit on the ground behind him, and it was constantly exploding.

The rock column that just passed by almost burned Feng Xuan to an unbearable temperature. If it weren't for the protection of his vitality, his clothes would have been burned to ashes.

Seeing Feng Xuan's quick reaction, Yan Kun did not stop. He raised a huge foot and stepped on Feng Xuan's body, trying to crush him into powder.

However, seeing Yan Kun's action, Feng Xuan's mouth suddenly raised a creepy smile, and the long sword in his hand shook slightly.

Hiss! ! !

Accompanied by a sudden snake sound, Yan Kun felt that his mind was suddenly in chaos, as if he was surrounded by thousands of poisonous snakes, and each poisonous snake was biting his soul tightly.

However, before Yan Kun could react, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Splitting Wind Style!"

The Splitting Wind Style, which had not been used for a long time, was instantly used by Feng Xuan. The terrifying cutting force burst out from Feng Xuan's hand, and he actually cut off one of Yan Kun's legs before Yan Kun could react. The boiling magma instantly flowed all over the ground.

Roar!

Yan Kun knelt on one leg in pain, with fear in his burning eyes.

It didn't quite understand why, why its defense seemed to have no effect at all, and its powerful body, which the Flame Demon Clan was proud of, seemed to be made of mud under the slash of this human, and was cut through by the opponent in a few strokes.

However, for the Flame Demon Clan, the incompleteness of the body is just a trivial matter. As long as it is given time, it is not difficult to grow another thigh, but it cannot be at this time.

Yan Kun was furious, and the huge horn on his head lit up. On his body, a phantom of a flame dragon was about to wake up and explode.

Crack——

However, before the phantom of the Flame Dragon woke up, a flash of knife light flashed quickly, and Yan Kun's angry head was chopped off alive. The hot magma had not yet erupted, and then a green giant hand roughly penetrated along its broken neck and took out a heart that was still beating slowly, like a flame crystal.

Before Yan Kun's head fell to the ground, a huge blood-colored snake head appeared at some point and held it in its mouth. A pair of evil snake eyes were looking at it with interest.

"Don't eat this, leave it for Brother Chilong, this is for you"

Feng Xuan glanced at Yan Kun's head in the blood snake's mouth, said a faint instruction, and then threw the Flame Demon Heart in the green giant hand directly.

Originally, the blood snake was a little unwilling to hear Feng Xuan forbid it to eat, but it did not dare to disobey Feng Xuan's order. However, after hearing Feng Xuan's words and seeing the Flame Demon Heart flying over, the blood snake's eyes lit up. On the side of its head, it split apart instantly, and the second python head quickly stretched out and swallowed the Flame Demon Heart into its stomach.

After the blood snake swallowed the Flame Demon Heart, the second head slowly retracted into the body, and the head holding Yan Kun's head slowly placed it on the ground, and it retracted back into the body of the snake-slaying blade.

Feeling the vibration coming from the blade in his hand, Feng Xuan frowned slightly.

"Troublesome guy!"

He slowly put away the long knife and inserted it back into his palm inch by inch.

Today's snake-slaying is different from the past. After it turned into a real fierce weapon, the previous scabbard can no longer lock it. As a last resort, Feng Xuan can only turn his body into a scabbard, nourishing the snake-slaying while increasing its fit with it.

Although Feng Xuan was confident that he could suppress the Snake Slash, as a fierce weapon, the possibility of the Snake Slash devouring its master was still very high, and even Feng Xuan had to pay attention to it all the time.

However, although it was a bit troublesome, Feng Xuan was very satisfied with the power of the Snake Slash now.

As a newly promoted fierce weapon, Feng Xuan estimated that the Snake Slash was about the same as a four-line or even five-line soul-level spiritual weapon, which was more powerful than the Frost War Bow in his hand.

And because it was a fierce weapon, its power was different from that of ordinary war weapons.

As an existence that had killed countless lives in Feng Xuan's hands, Feng Xuan let it devour the fierceness from the beginning. As a weapon that nurtured fierce weapons, it was not surprising that the Snake Slash had reached its current level. What surprised Feng Xuan was that this guy seemed to be a little too close to him, and he was not as fierce and undisciplined as the fierce weapons in the rumors.

Shaking his head and no longer thinking about the problem of the Snake Slash, Feng Xuan took two steps forward, picked up Yan Kun's huge head from the ground, and held it in his hand.

Without the support of the Flame Demon Heart, it was like the human race had lost its heart. Now Yan Kun was just relying on the little energy left in his head to barely maintain his will.

"You will regret it if you dare to kill me"

Looking at Feng Xuan who was looking at him, Yan Kun stared at him intently.

Hearing this, Feng Xuan was speechless. This guy was already in such a situation, and he dared to continue threatening him?

"Oh, I'm curious, how do you want me to regret it?"

Feng Xuan held Yan Kun's giant horn, shook the head in his hand and smiled lightly.

"Hehe, why do you think I have the current realm, who is behind me supporting me, now I am already dead, but I look forward to the day when you will accompany me, this day will not be too long"

Looking at Feng Xuan who didn't care, Yan Kun smiled grimly, and then stopped talking and closed his mouth directly, without saying who was behind it.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xuan narrowed his eyes, and a trace of regret flashed across his eyes. He actually didn't find out the existence behind this guy, but this situation was already expected by Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan suddenly gently pulled open his clothes, and saw a pair of hot dragon horn marks that had been attached to his chest at some point, and this thing was very similar to the dragon horn on Yan Kun's head.

Looking at the mark on his chest, Feng Xuan couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly, and then he stretched out his hand without changing his expression and tore off the skin and flesh, revealing the bloody flesh and bones underneath.

Hearing the movement, Yan Kun opened his eyes again, and saw Feng Xuan's action with a trace of mockery in his eyes.

Feng Xuan's forehead was slightly sweaty, but he didn't care about the severe pain in his chest, nor did he pay attention to the mockery in Yan Kun's eyes, but squinted his eyes to look at the skin torn off in his hand.

Under Feng Xuan's gaze, the dragon horn mark on the skin actually faded a little bit, and then a new dragon horn mark slowly seeped out from the flesh and blood where his chest was torn, and this time the mark seemed to sink deeper, almost connected to the flesh and bones.

"It's useless. If you don't die, don't think about getting rid of that person's pursuit. When you leave this place, you will know what true despair is. I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you! Hahahahaha..."

Yan Kun laughed wildly, as if he finally saw the scene he wanted to see. The huge laughter kept echoing in the entire cave, which was extremely harsh.