Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1502

There was no sound from the demon tree, and he fell silent, not thinking about how to respond to these two idiots, but thinking about whether he and the real body would have a chance to seriously injure or kill both of them if they attacked at the same time.

On the demon tree, a dazzling green light flickered, and two buds protruded out, triggering a golden rune attack, attacking the two semi-saints.

The two of them reacted at the same time, they pinched the formula in their hands, urged by the spiritual power of the spirit race, and evolved runes surrounding them.

The existence of the semi-sacred realm is equivalent to stepping into the sacred realm with one foot. It is still impossible to cause substantial damage to them with the current power of Jian Fengyun's avatar.

So, just as the two green shoots were about to fall, a figure in white appeared in the air behind them at the same time.

The figure in white was holding the Heaven Devouring Sword in his hand, the silver and white sword glowed, surrounded by the golden divine light on the robe, it was amazing.

A sword swing!
Zheng!Zheng!
Two tyrannical sword qi pierced through the air, and a sword shadow appeared in the void, but only attacked one of them.

Even if it was a sneak attack, Jian Fengyun was aware of his own strength. If he split up and attacked two people, he might not be able to cause substantial damage, but if he used all his strength to attack one, he was confident that the other party would be seriously injured if he did not die.

The two strong men in the semi-sacred realm, among them the one from the Tianling clan retreated subconsciously, and his figure withdrew.

Obviously, he instantly felt the attack of sword energy behind him.

However, the two sword qi were not directed at him. The half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan also sensed the sword qi behind him, but he couldn't get out because the speed of the sword qi was too fast, and it was tightly locked onto him.

"Block me."

The half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan changed his face drastically, countless runes rushed out from his body, and a dark green grimace appeared behind him. At this time, their Poison Spirit Clan was comparable to the inheritance of the true law of the god emperor.

However, even with a good inheritance, he still couldn't exert too much power in a short time.

Those two silver-white sword lights flashed alternately, and a sharp aura filled the air.

The violent collision imagined by the falling of the sword qi did not appear instantly, but a strange force attached to the sword qi, and rushed to the grimace first, diluting the runes on the ghost's face by a little bit. has been weakened by at least [-]%.

boom!
Then, the sword energy crossed, and the grimace shattered directly, turning into forest-green light spots all over the sky, and drifting away.

After the grimace was shattered, a flash of sword energy swept across it from the corner of the eye, cutting a crack in the robe on his chest, scarlet blood permeated from the seam, splashed all over the ground, staining the robe.

The person of the Poison Spirit Clan was directly pushed back by the sword energy for a distance of several tens of feet, and his footsteps brushed against the ground, bringing up a cloud of dust, and then his figure landed on the ground more than twenty feet away, stepping on a depression.

The corner of his mouth couldn't be controlled, and a stream of blood gushed out, which looked very oozing.

"You are Jian Fengyun!"

The half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan reacted instantly, and when he saw the white-clothed figure behind him, he let out a horrified voice.

"That's right, it's a surprise, but unfortunately you have been severely injured by me, and there is still a half-sage of the Sky Spirit Race left. I hope he can hold on."

Jian Fengyun was dressed in white, holding a sword in his hand, and fixed his eyes on the half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan in front of him.

His prediction was not wrong. The two sword qi attacks from behind were enough to severely injure a semi-sacred existence, especially with his physical body currently entering the realm of the ninth rank of the Dao Realm, the power of urging the sword qi was beyond their imagination .

"You..." the half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan was surging with energy and blood, looking at Jian Fengyun, holding back the injury in his body.

Indeed, Jian Fengyun's sword just caught him by surprise, his defense had no effect at all, and the attack power of the sword energy was far beyond his imagination, and it directly injured him severely.

"I advise you to leave first, or you will have to save your life for a while."

Jian Fengyun was dressed in white, looked at the half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan indifferently, and said slowly.

In his hand, the Heaven Devouring Sword was clasped tightly by five fingers, and besides the faint smell of blood in the air, there was also the powerful energy of blood rising from his body.

To deal with the existence of the semi-sacred realm, it is still possible to do it with his current combat power of swallowing the sky.

In fact, with his current combat power, he is not afraid to face the half-sage, but he still needs to attack the half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan first. Semi-holy siege.

The bloodline talent of the Spirit Race is very strong. If there is a one-on-two match, there may be an accident. To be on the safe side, he predicted everything.

The half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan stared at Jian Fengyun with burning eyes.

He knew that what Jian Fengyun said was true, if he didn't leave now, facing the siege of Jian Fengyun and the demon tree behind him, he would definitely die.

"Jian Fengyun, if you want to defeat others without fighting, let me tell you, don't even think about it!"

The semi-sacred eyes of the Tianling clan above swept over, and his face sank.

Obviously, he understood that he was frightened by Jian Fengyun just now, if he hadn't been frightened, he and the half-sage from the Poison Spirit Clan would bear the sword aura behind him, then the two of them would probably be fine now.

However, there are no ifs in this world, so he miscalculated, to be precise, he was plotted.

"Surrender without fighting is good for you. If you fight, you will lose your life." Jian Fengyun looked at the half-sage of the Sky Spirit Clan, and then said calmly.

The white clothes moved with the wind, the sharp-edged face, and the pair of eyes seemed to contain an endless universe of stars.

No one can see through him, but he seems to have seen through everyone.

The demi-sages of the Poison Spirit Clan and the Sky Spirit Clan, their faces froze at the same time, and they didn't speak.

Although they had to admit that what Jian Fengyun said was true, they just didn't want to admit it.

At this time, they can't leave either. It is their task to guard the Nine Profound Mine Star. Even if they leave or return to the clan, they will lose a lot.

"Let's do it." The eyes of the half-sage of the Tianling Clan sank, and then he stretched out his hand to grab it, and several purple runes appeared in front of him.

He was going to have a try with Jian Fengyun, after all, he didn't feel any aura related to the sacred realm on Jian Fengyun's body, so he could conclude that Jian Fengyun's cultivation would never reach the sacred realm.

In this way, he still has a chance to fight.

"Obviously it is possible not to bleed, but it's a pity that you don't want to." Jian Fengyun stared at them with a cold look in his eyes.

He didn't intend to let them go, but it was still necessary to disturb their emotions and moods with words.

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