Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

Using the connection between the original body and the Night Demon Soldier as a link and the power of the space rules as a driving force, Chen Fei and the Night Demon Soldier instantly swapped positions.

This is the power of the space rules. Chen Fei only controlled a trace of the space rules, and he accomplished what most ninth-level masters could not accomplish.

Chen Fei's soul was rapidly consumed, not only because he had just crossed tens of millions of miles in an instant, but also because he was maintaining the state of Xiao Tongtian at this moment.

However, compared with the previous secret realm, Chen Fei's realm quickly slipped after a move, because his origin broke through to the ninth level, Chen Fei can now maintain this Xiao Tongtian state for more than ten breaths.

The time is naturally not long, but for Chen Fei, it is completely enough to fight a battle.

Chen Fei looked up at Fu Zhongyi, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away. Just a moment ago, the opponent had already caught up with this position.

However, when they were less than 800,000 miles apart, the opponent's speed obviously slowed down. It was obvious that he did not intend to come up and entangle, but just followed behind from a distance.

If Chen Fei's transformation was not the spatial rule at this moment, but just other ordinary rules, even if it was a rule that favored speed, Chen Fei would not be able to shorten the distance of 800,000.

As Chen Fei sensed the breath at this moment, the other party had already transformed into a rule. The foundation was the ninth level, and it was not the cultivation that had just entered the ninth level. From a high-level perspective, the transformation of the rule would naturally be much faster than normal.

Chen Fei was still using the eighth-level technique. His origin and physique could not bring the blessing of speed, so how could he intercept the other party.

But now, the situation is completely different. With the blessing of the spatial rule, Chen Fei took a step forward and stepped over the distance of 800,000 in an instant.

Fu Zhongyi was sensing the front from a distance. The space there fluctuated just now, but it immediately returned to normal. It was just that the breath of the ninth level in the distance seemed to have become stronger.

Before Fu Zhongyi could observe clearly, his soul suddenly trembled, and a figure stepped out of the void and blocked him.

Fu Zhongyi's expression condensed, and the Red Peng Spear appeared in his hand.

Crossing eight hundred thousand miles in an instant, even Fu Zhongyi, who thinks he has extraordinary speed, can hardly do such a thing, unless he uses secret methods at the risk of his life.

But now the other party has done it easily, how can he do it reluctantly.

The slow speed just now turned out to be deliberately hiding his incompetence, just to lead him to this distance, and then intercept him.

Fu Zhongyi stared at Chen Fei, and suddenly there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, because he recognized Chen Fei's identity, the only eighth-level of the human race!

Now look at Chen Fei's aura again, it is almost the same as the ninth level, and it has become a rule, but there is always an indescribable sense of strangeness.

It's as if Chen Fei's ninth level at this moment is just a facade, as if Chen Fei's ninth-level aura can be pierced with a slight poke.

"Are you the murderer of my Liang clan?" Fu Zhongyi stared at Chen Fei and shouted coldly.

"Yes, forced to fight back, just like this moment!"

Chen Fei smiled softly, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Fu Zhongyi.

With the blessing of space rules, infinite power from the surrounding void pressed on Fu Zhongyi. Fu Zhongyi wanted to move back and keep some distance, but the sudden power of the void made Fu Zhongyi pause.

Fu Zhongyi's pupils shrank slightly. How could there be such a powerful power of the void? Thinking of Chen Fei's crossing of 800,000 miles in one step, Fu Zhongyi's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Space rules?

But this is absolutely impossible. The space rules are clearly under the control of Nan Caiming. How can other ninth-level, and early ninth-level, control the space rules? Even if it is just a little bit, it is impossible!

But at this moment, many details after Chen Fei used the blessing of the Heavenly Dao rules are almost exactly the same as the space rules.

There is no time to retreat, and no time to think about more. Fu Zhongyi raised the Red Peng Spear in his hand, and the wings behind him fell on the Red Peng Spear, and the Red Peng Spear turned into a stream of light and stabbed Chen Fei.

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded straight into the sky. Within tens of thousands of miles, the vitality of heaven and earth boiled, the space was broken, and a huge black hole appeared at the place where the two fought.

In the black hole, Fu Zhongyi's face suddenly turned pale. He wanted to retreat to relieve the force, but the surrounding void force pressed Fu Zhongyi tightly, making his idea of ​​relieving the force fail.

Fu Zhongyi could break through the surrounding void force, but that would disperse Fu Zhongyi's power.

The force of Chen Fei's sword was beyond Fu Zhongyi's imagination. It was not only the blessing of the space rules, but also the tremendous force bursting out of Chen Fei's own body.

Fu Zhongyi could naturally distinguish the pure physical force from the blessing of the rules.

This was the first time that Fu Zhongyi felt such a physique on a ninth-level early stage, which was far beyond his own cultivation realm. How did he cultivate it?

Isn't Chen Fei a native cultivator of Guixu Realm? How did he act like some special foreign strong race?

One after another, doubts echoed in Fu Zhongyi's mind. Fu Zhongyi took a deep breath and knew that he should escape.

After only one move, Fu Zhongyi knew that he was no match for his opponent. If he continued to delay, he would probably die here today.

As for the rescue of Xiao Jiasheng and the other three, the two sides were now thousands of miles apart. This distance was indeed nothing for the ninth level, but if they wanted to cross it in a short time, Xiao Jiasheng and the other three could not do it.

"So, this is the ninth level!" Chen Fei said softly.

The actual battle gave Chen Fei a clear understanding of the early stages of the ninth level. After all, no matter how you estimated it before, it was just an estimate after all.

As for some of the ninth-level methods that we encountered before, such as those used by Fu Zhouxun and the others, they were indeed ninth-level power, but compared with the real ninth level, there was a huge difference.

The most obvious point is that using ninth-level power at the eighth level cannot flexibly change. If faced with the real ninth level, it will really break at the touch of a touch.

To a certain extent, Chen Fei is also at the eighth level with ninth level power, but Chen Fei's incarnation rules and his vision have reached the ninth level because of his skills, which is completely different from Fu Zhouxun and the others.

When Fu Zhongyi heard Chen Fei's words, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and an unknown fire burst out, but he was suppressed by Fu Zhongyi.

"crack!"

Fu Zhongyi shouted loudly, and the sky-dropping wings that had just been attached to the Red Peng Spear reappeared behind Fu Zhongyi, and in an instant, another pair of wings spread out behind Fu Zhongyi.

The two pairs of sky-hanging wings flapped gently, and the surrounding void force pressing on Fu Zhongyi was torn apart. Fu Zhongyi's figure became blurred and disappeared in place.

Nearly a million miles away, Fu Zhongyi's figure appeared. Just as he was about to continue escaping, Chen Fei's figure was already following him.

Fu Zhongyi's face was gloomy. In this secret state, Fu Zhongyi could not hold on for long. If he could not avoid Chen Fei's interception within this time, it would be really dangerous next time.

Although Fu Zhongyi felt at this moment that Chen Fei's ninth-level aura was becoming more and more insubstantial and that there was a tendency to fall down at any time, Fu Zhongyi did not dare to gamble.

A cultivator who was clearly still an eighth-level practitioner suddenly became a ninth-level practitioner, and seemed to have controlled some space rules. All kinds of unreasonable things were concentrated on one person, which made Fu Zhongyi dare to gamble.

Just as the two pairs of sky-hanging wings behind Fu Zhongyi were about to continue flapping, the power of the void pressed on him again. Fu Zhongyi didn't pay attention, but the next moment, Fu Zhongyi felt that time around him had stopped.

Time secondary rule?

Fu Zhongyi's soul roared crazily, and the power of his body exploded instantly, breaking through the restrictions of the surrounding secondary rules of time. However, in this moment of delay, Chen Fei had already arrived in front of Fu Zhongyi and slashed out with his sword.

Fu Zhongyi suppressed the shock in his heart. It was too late to run at this moment, so he had no choice but to hold the Red Peng Spear in front of him.

But before Fu Zhongyi finished his movements, the secondary rules of time, mixed with the power of the void, pressed on Fu Zhongyi's body again.

Fu Zhongyi's movements had to pause. Although Fu Zhongyi broke through this restraint immediately, in a battle of this level, this little flaw means life or death!

The Qianyuan Sword passed through the obstruction of the Red Peng Spear and cut through the protective shield on Fu Zhongyi's body. It was so powerful that the sword edge landed on his shoulder.

If it weren't for the critical moment when Fu Zhongyi twisted his body desperately, the sword would have struck Fu Zhongyi's neck.

But even if it only struck Fu Zhongyi's shoulder, the monstrous power contained in the Qianyuan Sword's edge was still not something Fu Zhongyi's body could contend with.

This is equivalent to Fu Zhongyi directly using his body to catch Chen Fei's sword. This is definitely not something that the early ninth level can withstand.

"boom!"

The edge of the Qianyuan Sword went all the way down, smashing Fu Zhongyi's shoulders, chest and ribs, and directly cut Fu Zhongyi's body in two.

"Wow!"

Fu Zhongyi spurted out a mouthful of blood mist, which was filled with light golden light. The blood mist contained a large amount of Fu Zhongyi's origin.

With one strike of the sword, Fu Zhongyi was seriously injured directly. The violent force carried by the Qianyuan Sword continued to destroy Fu Zhongyi's origin and vitality.

If it weren't for the extremely tenacious vitality of the ninth-level powerhouse who incarnates the rules, Fu Zhongyi would have died with a sword like that just now.

But at this moment, even if Fu Zhongyi was not dead, his combat power had dropped by more than half.

He couldn't beat Chen Fei just now, and it's even more impossible now.

"ah!"

At the moment of life and death, Fu Zhongyi roared crazily, and the two pairs of sky-hanging wings behind him were about to wrap Fu Zhongyi.

But before Fu Zhongyi finished his actions, the surrounding time and space stagnated again.

Fu Zhongyi stirred up his strength and wanted to break through this layer of time and space stagnation, but due to his serious injury, the blockade that could be broken in just a moment was only half broken at this moment.

"laugh!"

There was a slight sound of the sword cutting through flesh and blood, and the tip of the Qianyuan Sword was inserted into Fu Zhongyi's forehead and emerged from the back of Fu Zhongyi's head.

Fu Zhongyi's struggling body suddenly froze, and he stared straight at Chen Fei. His mouth trembled slightly, but he couldn't say anything. The vitality and origin in his body had already been turned upside down.

Chen Fei looked at Fu Zhongyi silently, and the Qianyuan Sword went down all the way, splitting Fu Zhongyi's entire body.