slay the gods

Yun Feiyang now feels that the true energy in his dantian has been consumed to a great extent, especially every time he casts "So Close to the End of the World", it consumes half of the true energy. Although the Purple Flame Palm is powerful, it also consumes a lot of money.

"Haha, what else do you have!" The young killer shouted coldly, his figure rose into the sky, and the long sword in his hand turned into an arc of light that intertwined in the air and enveloped the two figures.

"Yunfeng back quickly!" Yun Feiyang suddenly slapped Yunfeng's body, and a soft qi surged out, pushing Yunfeng's body ten meters away.

"Brother!" Yunfeng roared, and the jade pen in his hand tapped several times in the void, and a series of cold lights shot out to offset the aftermath of the sword energy attacking his body.

Yun Feiyang suddenly soared into the sky, his right hand was as crystal clear as purple jade, exuding a terrifying aura, he slapped and sent dozens of times in the air, palm prints floated towards the young killer's sword net like fallen leaves.

"Touch, touch, touch..." Dozens of loud bangs sounded, Yun Feiyang's body was shaken away, fell to the ground and kept backing up, a mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, there were streaks of blood on his chest and thighs Appear.

"Haha, go to hell, boy!" The boy's figure appeared like a dream, and instantly appeared around Yun Feiyang. With a sword strike, a shocking sword light slashed fiercely at Yun Feiyang's head.

"Big brother!" Yunfeng screamed, and the figure flew over.

Yun Feiyang's fool suddenly showed a faint and strange smile, as if he was doing a trick, a golden lotus flower the size of a fist appeared in his hand out of thin air, and slammed into Jianmang fiercely.

"I don't know how to live or die!" The boy said indifferently, but what happened next completely shocked him.

Hearing the sound of "Zheng", when the sword light touched the golden lotus, it instantly scattered and disappeared, and there was a mysterious force in the golden lotus hitting him.

Maybe it was the killer's natural vigilance, the young killer suddenly felt bad, and wanted to get out, but Yun Feiyang's faint voice came from his mind: "The master of the fourth heaven is doomed to fall today!"

At the same time, a purple palm hit the young killer's eyes fiercely, "Ah!" A miserable cry came from the young killer's mouth.

Blood gushed out of the boy's eyes, and the stinging pain went deep into his soul. His figure trembled and took a few steps back, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground. At this moment, a white light hit the boy's lower body fiercely.

"Ah!" The young killer howled in pain like a wounded wild wolf.

"As a killer in the world, I don't know how many innocent lives have died in your hands. Although your end today is tragic, it has already been doomed. The way of heaven is fair, and there is a definite destiny for origin and extinction!" Yun Feiyang calmly said. Holding the long sword in his hand, with a flick of his wrist, an arc of light slashed towards the young killer's neck.

"Hey!" A stream of blood flowed out, and the young killer fell to the ground, dying completely.

"Brother! You are really good!" Yunfeng hugged Yunfeiyang and said, "You actually killed the master of the fourth heaven!"

"Hey! Let go, brat!" Yun Feiyang was tightly hugged by Yun Feng, and suddenly touched the wound, blood flowed, and pushed Yun Feng over.

"Brother, this kid is too crazy, but the "human world" will be furious if it loses a four-layer killer, and the next one will send even more powerful killers, you have to be careful." Yunfeng worried.

"It's okay, it's hard for a master of the fourth level to kill me, I have a golden lotus!" Yun Feiyang shook the golden lotus in his hand triumphantly, he only knew that the golden lotus was extremely hard, but he didn't expect to be able to voluntarily send out a little bit of it. attack.

"Brother, let me take a look." Yunfeng was also amazed at the power of the golden lotus, the full blow of the master of the fourth heaven did not leave even a trace on it.

Yunfeng held Jinlian in his hand, didn't feel any energy fluctuations, thought for a moment silently and said: "Brother, this may be a magic weapon!"

"A magic weapon? What is it? Is it something that Taoist priests often use?" Yun Feiyang was a little familiar with the word "magic weapon".

"I'm not very clear either. I only know that the so-called magical weapons we usually use are nothing more than mortal objects. The magic weapons that can really be used by monks are made of extremely tough materials that cannot be found in the world. Human technology is also difficult to manufacture, and the refining of magic tools requires at least the cultivation of the peak of the fifth heaven to refine." Yunfeng explained.