God-Level Exchange System

Opening Yan Songjun’s long sword with a sword, and then cutting his entire body to cut it off, this happened under the eyes of everyone, and it happened instantly. When the crowd reacted, Song Fei had created the established fact, even if he wanted Rescue is too late.

Shock! Shock!

Song Fei’s sword was beyond everyone’s expectations, including the Heavenly Sword Sect crowd.

Yan Songjun gave a shocked glance at the lower body he was falling down, already hanging on the upper body to swell the intestines, and then a dull glance at Song Fei’s laughing face, he suddenly snarled: “No ~~~”

The four people in the sky suddenly changed their colors, especially Li Tai, a triad, and his face turned blue. At this moment, when people are at a high altitude, even if they want to rescue, it is not as fast as Song Fei’s sword. As a Gold Core master, even the rescue of his own disaster has become a luxury.

Long Zhijie’s face was even more shocked. One year ago, I saw this kid himself. At that time, he was still a Fleshly Body Realm. In one year, he was promoted to Foundation Establishment 8th level. If it is 100 years old, he can still accept it, but in just one year’s promotion, it takes a lot of fortunuitous encounter? Long Zhijie’s eyes flashed with greedy glances, this kid, maybe there was Chongbao.

Long Xingke’s face was also very wonderful. A nobody who could pinch himself a year ago turned into an enemy, and even cut Yan Songjun with a sword waist, even he could not do it at all. Shocked, a touch of jealousy ignited in the heart.

“Sect Leader, good job!” After a brief shock, Zhang Xiong and Lei Zhu yelled at once, and this roar was shaken even by those who were still surprised by the entire Heavenly Sword Sect. Endless calm On Clouds Peak, anyone who could make a sound made a loud roar.

Lying on the ground, lying on the ground, leaning on a big tree, standing on the ground hard, in this brief moment, shouting desperately, coming from the heart’s depression and excitement.

Qin Shihu’s serious expression kept quietly unfolding.

Wang Shishi sat on the ground very indecently, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was as brilliant as flowers: “I thought it was useful, didn’t expect is so strong, Sect Leader, I still can’t see you through.”

Some fanboys, such as Yunyi and Big Goat, are even more excited. This is the Sect Leader. The invincible Sect Leader, even if it is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, as long as the Sect Leader appears, any difficulties can be solved.

Qin Xiaoru looked at it with no words, but he cast all his eyes on the person in the air, and time seemed to condense in this brief moment and became eternal.

As for the foundation establishment cultivators of the rest of Sect in the air, his face showed a deep shock, and an invasion of didn’t expect very easy, there were even casualties, and it still hurt a person who looked young and excessive.

Yan Songjun never thought that Song Fei, who has always been a trivial ant in his eyes, cut off his body with a sword, and in the process, he did not even have the power to resist.

Even mortals, they will not die after being cut. Even more how is a cultivator during the Foundation Establishment period. If you can get back a half body, and then supplement it with spiritual medicine, you can recover and restore strength in a few months.

“Escape!” After the roar, Yan Songjun immediately gave birth to a strong resignation, and he was able to continue to cast mana without breaking the sea. Although his strength was greatly reduced due to the loss of his body, the most basic flying technique could still be cast.

Yan Songjun was lucky enough to lift his mana, and a big hand was pressed down on his head, which directly clasped his head. Song Fei pinched Yan Songjun’s head, said with a smile: “Are you having a problem in your brain? Don’t immediately escape, but also mess Shouting, silly. “

“Foundation Establishment Tier 8, you have actually reached Foundation Establishment Tier 8.” Yan Songjun, who was only half-length, stared at Song Fei.

Song Fei said to him with a smile: “I said earlier that the shame that was added to me will be doubled, but I didn’t even think that this time would come so fast.”

Yan Songjun seemed to suddenly think of something, and his expression was a little bit excited: “Impossible. Even if it is Level 8 of Foundation Establishment, it is impossible to cut me off with one sword. You, you have a problem with the spell, this is not an ordinary spell.”

“Hehe, you guessed it right, there is a prize.” Song Fei laughed.

“Boy, let’s die.” Yan Songjun saw Song Fei in front of his eyes, and immediately started to run Flying Sword while holding it, piercing Song Fei’s chest.

“Sect Leader be careful!” Someone shouted below, afraid that Song Fei would suffer a big loss.

However, just before the long sword was about to stab Song Fei, Song Fei held Yan Songjun’s head and turned a few arcs. Yan Songjun’s long sword immediately stabbed an empty space. If the person under his control stabbed him, Song Fei might as well find a piece of tofu and hit it.

Immediately after that, Flying Sword in Yan Songjun’s hand suddenly released, and Golden light faintly flashed on Flying Sword, trying to use the effect of Flying Sword to pierce Song Fei’s body.

At this moment, Yan Songjun’s eyes suddenly darkened, and then he heard a sound of “Pa”. Song Fei held up his right hand and patted it fiercely on Yan Songjun’s face. This slap made a loud voice that sounded through the sky. Some Some people who heard this sound had the illusion of a faint pain on their right face. It can be seen how strong this slap is.

“Dare you hit my face.” Yan Songjun was so angry that slap him in front of everyone, it was even more uncomfortable than it was to kill him.

“Pa ~” answered him with a louder slap.

“You ~” Yan Songjun was furious.

“pa.”

“Bang bang bang bang ~” Song Fei stopped talking, but hehe smiled on his face, and answered Yan Songjun, but he slaps violently.

“Ha ha ha ha.” Yan Songjun, who was only half-length, suddenly laughed, facing Song Fei’s smile, and suddenly showed a provocative look. “Foundation Establishment Tier 8, good, but I can see that you do n’t Dare to kill me. “

“Stupid.” Song Fei cursed again, seeing that all the rescued men and women were approaching, and stopped talking to him, and then held Yan Songjun’s left hand, and suddenly the red flame ignited, and the flame quickly moved towards Yan Songjun’s body spreading Suddenly, Yan Songjun’s whole body was burning with a raging fire.

The fierce flame, the burning Yan Songjun issued a fierce scream, “Ah ~~”

Due to the severe pain of the fire, Yan Songjun’s entire body was shaken and twisted violently. Under Song Fei’s palm, he was like a struggling dog.

In the mottled flames, Yan Songjun faintly saw the cold cold killing in Song Fei’s laughter through the flame in front of him, only to hear him say slowly: “Dare to kill you? In my eyes, you are just a waste. “

waste? Am I waste? How can I be waste? This waste 2 character is a big blow to Yan Songjun’s proud heart. Yan Songjun’s somewhat confused mind, leaving only waste 2 characters in his head.

“No! I’m not willing.” As if back to light, Yan Songjun was suddenly loudly roared, and then drowned by the fire in severe pain. In only a few seconds, Yan Songjun’s upper body was burned to ashes.

The enemy is getting closer and closer, Song Fei calmly glanced into the sky, suddenly burst into a friendly smile, said with a smile to all around: “The first one.”

At the same time, in the sky suddenly shouting loudly: “Kill him.”

Song Fei looked up. A yellow robe man held a long sword and turned it into a stream of light. He slanted directly from the top of his head and shot towards himself. When he was close to himself, the Flying Sword in his hand suddenly broke out and pointed at Song Fei’s brows.

Foundation Establishment Foundation Establishment Level 8 cultivator. After Song Fei sneered, the body flickered into the wind like one after another.

1000 Shadow Wind First Layer: Wind.

Flying Sword stabbed, pierced the silhouette of Song Fei in the air, and Flying Sword moved towards the yellow robe.

The stabbed silhouette faded away. Obviously, the stabbed was just an illusory shadow.

Feng Ye, since it is a speed body, his characteristic is not only dodge, but also more significantly, his speed.

After turning into an afterimage, Song Fei ’s body not at all flew to the yellow robe, but quickly retreated in the opposite direction. After the wind show, the body seemed to be perfectly hidden in the wind, although Song could still be identified Fei went in the direction, but in his eyes, he could see the flowers, but he could not see the flowers.

They now look at Song Fei as well. They can clearly see Song Fei’s movement trajectory, but they can’t see the specific shape of Song Fei, and they can’t really capture it.

The wind, the spell of Earth Grade’s inferior quality, finally revealed his strong side.

Looking at Song Fei’s direction, the yellow robe’s body started immediately, and moved towards Song Fei chased away. And all around, a lot of Foundation Establishment cultivator also flew in, forming a situation of encircling Song Fei. At this moment, the best thing is not to let him break through the siege, so that he is besieged to death.

The body just moved, and the yellow robe person’s face froze. He saw Song Fei not at all intending to break out of the encirclement, but quickly moved towards one of them.

That person is Huo Shan faction Foundation Establishment cultivator, Yang Rui.

As soon as Yang Rui took action, he felt that the silhouette of Song Fei was a little embarrassed. When Song Fei’s figure was really discovered, the other party had already come to his eyes. Yang Rui without the slightest hesitation, Flying Sword in his hand was cut off immediately.

Not far away, Longxingke complexion greatly changed, shouted loudly: “Junior Brother Yang, retreat.” Yang Rui was a cultivator who was promoted to Foundation Establishment just one year ago. How could he be a fierce opponent like Song Fei, while Foundation Establishment cultivator’s Precious, where is Longxing Ke willing to let him lose.

However, Song Fei’s body was approaching. Facing Flying Sword that Yang Rui cut over, the long sword in his hand pierced instantly. He spearheaded Qi Yang before he was able to cut himself in Flying Sword.

Before waiting for Yang Rui to show his despair expression, Song Fei’s long sword struck again, directly cutting Yang Rui’s head. The gushing blood instantly spilled on Song Fei.

Song Fei bathed in blood, holding Yang Rui’s Storage Ring, looking far away like an evil spirit crawling out of hell, facing all around and rushing over, the murderous Foundation Establishment cultivator, showing his white teeth , Grin said with a smile: “No. 2.”