"When Zhu Jinqing fell, I knew that Xiao Nanli was still alive."

In a corner of the battlefield, the Spirit Demon Lord laughed unruly, "Whether he is alive or all kinds of small plots, he will only drag you into a more desperate abyss in the end."

"I think you will fall into the abyss of despair." Feixian looked cold and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Even if it will make you return to nothingness?" Lingyu asked immediately.

Feixian did not speak, but slowly held the void, and the Feixian Sword with only iron pieces appeared in his hand.

"It seems that you have lost your patience." The Spirit Demon Lord smiled leisurely, "Can I think you are angry?"

"The waste is just a lot of nonsense." Feixian raised his sword, pointed at Lingyu from afar, and said disgustingly, "I hate you the most if you rely on small plots, you think you are sure to win, and you are proud to talk endlessly..."

"Send you to the road." He was calm and showed his murderous intent.

As soon as the words fell, the sword shadow came first, Lingyu felt that every minute and every inch of his body were as uncomfortable as being stabbed by an invisible sword. He was invisible and intangible, but the ubiquitous feeling of oppression made his face look slightly ugly.

In this world, those who can be the opponent of Feixian are probably less than five fingers, but his spiritual desires are not yet in it.

Why can Jianzhai stand for more than ten catastrophes? Feixian’s role is too great. Of course, his existence function is to shock the prosperity of the sect, and the prosperity of the sect still depends on the disciples and disciples below.

The sword shadow moved first, and almost at the same time, the flying fairy moved.

But at this moment, Ling Yu smiled lowly: "You know that I am not your opponent, and you will inevitably have a plan to attract you. You are still here, which means you don't take me seriously at all."

Feixian had moved, moving without any scruples, as if the backlash of the power of the savage karma was just a tickling for him.

He knew that this was not the case. If Feixian really killed him, the backlash of the two levels of karma would make him die without a place to bury him. But the other party still came without hesitation, and this sword blocked the nine heavens and ten earths, and all the gaps that could escape were no longer there.

Feixian really wants to kill himself!

After he woke up, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. Feixian was a very human being, and using words to stimulate him will only backfire.

"Zhu Jinqing, come out for me!" My thoughts turned like lightning, and the spirit was already shouting loudly at the moment when Feixian moved.

Bang!

As if the sound of a broken mirror followed one after another, the elongated sword shadow suddenly stopped moving, and Feixian's body also appeared again from the void.

I saw a sword-like mark burst into pieces in his seal hall, and the surging demonic energy surged out, reflecting his face blue and black.

The demonic energy quickly crawled over his body, making him look as if he had just gotten up from the mud. The silent pain eroded his nerves, and his body began to tremble slightly.

"Hahahaha!" Lingyu couldn't help laughing wildly.

Looking at the painful Feixian, he felt particularly happy, as if a long-suppressed slave suddenly turned over and became his master.

Beside him, a man formed by demonic energy slowly appeared, which was the appearance of Zhu Jinqing, a powerful man from the Dongdu.

Lingyu's mood fluctuated like today. He quickly calmed down and stopped laughing. But when Feixian saw the cold eyes, he couldn't help saying, "You were intercepting Xiao Nanli back then. Didn't you think that today would be there?"

He smiled coldly: "Zhu Jinqing is originally a clone of mine, otherwise how could I let him break through the Pure Yang Avenue and threaten my status. Feixian, Feixian, I calculated countless times. You will definitely fall today. How about it, what do you think of destroying someone you look down on?"

Feixian said lightly: "Only ants are excited to overthrow the giant."

At this moment, the power of karma was blessed by the demonic energy, and the backlash was aggravated, breaking the Kongming sword seal. His condition was indeed very bad.

But it's not a desperate situation!

Feixian suddenly said again: "I suddenly feel curious, is it you who protect him or that evil beast?"

"You can all let the dead escape the sensation of the way of heaven, which is unexpected." His eyes turned to Zhu Jinqing, noticed the other party's resentment, and couldn't help but laugh, "Although this person is your clone, he really exists in the world. Don't say that you sacrificed him just to deal with me, just to use a trick, right?"

"So what?" Lingyu held his arms and admired Feixian's dying struggle.

Feixian showed a sarcastic look on his face: "The stupidest thing about you is to be smart."

As he said that, he shouted to a corner of the void, "Little girl, you can come out."

In this world, except for the demon queen and Xuan Ji Dao Ancestor, Feixian is afraid that they are all little girls.

So Lingyu had no idea who he was calling, so he couldn't help but look over, but saw a flying sword shooting. He frowned slightly, thinking about which female sword cultivator who was overestimating his abilities... While thinking about it, he pulled his backhand and suddenly heard the howls of countless demons gathered, turning into a tornado, biting away like a dragon and snake.

The flying sword was instantly bounced away, and Lingyu said slightly, "When did you like to let your younger generation die?"

But seeing Feixian sneering and not speaking, knowing that there is another mystery, he focused on the flying sword that was being bounced away.

It was indeed a bit unusual to see this. The direction of the flying sword being bounced away was in the wrong direction, or it was not bounced away at all, which surprised Lingyu quite. With his cultivation strength, a flying sword that is not as good as the magic weapon level is not easy, let alone going around within a radius of hundreds of feet, even getting close to it is not easy.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. After living for so long, he naturally understood this truth and became alert in his heart.

The flying sword soared high into the air, like a brush tracing it, a trace of black air appeared on the canvas, and the more it gathered, and in a blink of an eye, a large black cloud was drawn.

Hearing the "rumbling" vibration in the black clouds, Lingyu's face turned pale in an instant: "Sword Tribulation! Not used to kill fire clouds..."

Halfway through his words, he instantly realized that he had been plotted against, and couldn't help but say angrily: "What a cunning and cunning Xiao Nanli!"

"Just we couldn't imagine that your motive for killing Elder Lu was because of the thirty-five Buddhist practices," a woman in white palace dress appeared under the black clouds, which was Ye Xuanji of Nanli Palace. "How could you think of me keeping the sword intent of the sword? I had been puzzled by Mo Yuguan's behavior before, and it turned out to be to test my sword intent of the sword..."

As the time of speaking, a thick thunder thunder ruthlessly slashed down in the thunder clouds.

"I saved me!" Zhu Jinqing shouted in fear.

The function of the sword intent of the robbery is to lead to the origin of the way of heaven. "Souls" like Zhu Jinqing have no possibility of resistance.

With just one blow, Zhu Jinqing was wiped out and completely disappeared.
Chapter completed!