I'm invincible from the start, you can do whatever you want

After Han Feng's permission, the strange black shadow temporarily took over Han Feng's body.

He had just reached an agreement with Han Feng to deal with the man in front of him first, and then proceed with the matter of taking over his body.

"Hehehe..."

Han Feng, who was originally weak, suddenly laughed, shrill and terrifying, as if it was a demonic sound from the Nine Nether Hell.

Facing the sudden change of Han Feng, Xiao Yun felt a strong sense of danger and retreated at a high speed.

"Han Feng", who had been kneeling on the ground, slowly got up from the ground. When he looked up, he revealed a pair of scarlet eyes. His pale face was covered with bloodshot, and his clothes were tattered. He looked like a demon who had just crawled from hell to the human world. He was gloomy and terrifying, making people feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Yun frowned, thinking of what Ye Yu said, the son of luck is like a centipede, dead but not stiff, and it is definitely not so easy to kill.

Sure enough, he hadn't had time to kill Han Feng, and now there was another accident.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

"Han Feng" made a hoarse sound.

The Shura Blood Sword, which had been lying on the ground and was dim, returned to "Han Feng's" hand under the call of "Han Feng", bursting out a bloody brilliance that was even more intense than before.

"Old friend, we are fighting side by side again."

"Han Feng" stroked the bloody sword with his left hand and murmured.

The Shura Blood Sword vibrated "buzzing", as if telling its master about the grievances he had just suffered, and the sword with a slight crack made a "clang clang clang" sound.

"Han Feng" was surging with blood-colored spiritual power, and his originally black long hair also turned blood red bit by bit. A powerful aura was released from him, faintly exceeding the limit that this secret realm could bear.

It was too late to change, and Xiao Yun knew that it was time to use his trump card.

Who knows if it will be delayed any longer, some unexpected changes will happen.

Xiao Yun's mind moved, and the Zhuxian Sword flew into the sky, bursting with white light all over the body. Three streams of light flew out of the Zhuxian Sword and stood on the left and right sides of the Zhuxian Sword.

Xiao Yun threw out a formation map, which directly covered the area where "Han Feng" was. The Zhuxian Sword, the Luxian Sword, the Juexian Sword, and the Xianxian Sword were summoned by the Zhuxian formation map and flew to the positions they were to guard.

Zhuxian Sword Formation, Complete!

At this moment, the surroundings of "Han Feng" turned into an endless killing field.

"Han Feng" was terrified. He was so arrogant just now, but now all the cells in his body were shaking uncontrollably, and his limbs were so soft that he couldn't control them.

"This is..."

"What on earth is..."

"What kind of formation is this..."

"Han Feng" trembled slightly, and every knuckle of his hands was pale.

He couldn't imagine that there was such a terrible formation in the world.

In his previous life, he was already a martial emperor, calling himself "Killing Heaven Martial Emperor", and was one of the most powerful people in the world, with a cultivation that was unparalleled.

He thought that in this world, apart from the unattainable realm of "God", there was nothing else that could move him.

But today, he saw such a terrifying formation on a junior who was only a "ninth-grade martial artist".

This was a formation composed of four extremely high-quality imperial swords, and it was also a formation he had never seen before.

Just by being performed by a ninth-grade martial artist, he felt deeply terrified.

If he was still a martial emperor, he would not be afraid.

But now, he is in Han Feng's body, with the strength of a fourth-grade martial artist. The power he can use is pitifully small. How can he shake such a terrifying formation?

It seems that the man in front of him must kill Han Feng.

He is now one with Han Feng, and they will prosper and suffer together.

If Han Feng dies, he will definitely die.

Now, he can only use his previous life's foundation to get a glimmer of life in Xiao Yun's hands.

The Heaven-killing Martial Emperor silently chanted, and the blood in Han Feng's body burned wildly at a terrifying speed.

Fifth-grade martial artist.

Sixth-grade martial artist.

Seventh-grade martial artist.

......

Sixth-grade martial emperor.

Seventh-grade martial emperor.

Eighth-grade martial emperor.

By the time Han Feng's cultivation level had skyrocketed to the ninth-grade Martial Emperor, his blood and essence had almost dried up, and he was like a shriveled corpse. Only the powerful aura released from his body could prove that he was still alive.

This was the forbidden blood burning technique, and it was also the strongest method that Emperor Shi Tianwu could currently use, but it came at a great cost, requiring him to burn 99% of his own blood and essence in exchange for a short-term surge in cultivation.

However, this

The state can only last for thirty breaths at most, which means that he must end the battle within thirty breaths.

Otherwise, after thirty breaths, he will die and there will be no way to save him.

Emperor Shi Tian Wu did not dare to delay for a breath, holding the Shura Blood Sword and slashing towards the direction of the Juexian Sword, but the blood-colored sword light was like mud sinking into the sea, without a sound or a trace.

"How is it possible?"

Emperor Shi Tian Wu's hands trembled, unbelievable.

This was a blow from the peak of the Martial Emperor, and it was a sword slashed by himself using the imperial weapon. Its power was not weaker than the power of the Martial Sect.

It didn't even cause a ripple in this big formation.

But he had no time to think.

One after another, the blood-colored sword light slashed towards four different directions of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. In just ten breaths, nearly hundreds of attacks were slashed in a row.

However, the Zhuxian Sword Formation stood still, and hundreds of sword lights sank into the sea.

In an instant, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was red, and sand and rocks flew in the formation, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

Countless sword shadows came towards Emperor Shi Tian Wu. Emperor Shi Tian Wu's scalp was numb. He held the Shura Demon Sword in passive defense. However, in just a moment, the defense around him was torn apart by the sword shadows, and the sword energy entered his body, crushing him from the inside out.

"Ah!!!!!!"

"Ah!!!!!!"

Han Feng screamed twice at the same time.

A slightly hoarse groan was obviously from Emperor Shi Tian Wu. His soul was first crushed by the murderous aura of the Sword of Immortal Execution. That scream was his last words.

As Emperor Shi Tian Wu disappeared, Han Feng regained control of his body.

However, before he could react, the pain of his soul and body being torn apart simultaneously made him wail.

As if he didn't want him to die so quickly, the sword energy of the Sword of Immortal Execution ran wild in his body and soul. The extreme pain made his pupils shrink and crack, and he didn't even have the strength to wail.

For half an hour, Han Feng didn't know how many times he was tortured, his body and soul were torn and spliced ​​again and again.

"Die!"

As if he felt that Han Feng had been tortured enough, Xiao Yun made the final judgment on Han Feng's evil deeds.

The sword energy of Zhu Xian completely shattered Han Feng's body and soul, which meant that Han Feng was completely dead, leaving no trace in the world.

"Dad, Mom, Yun'er has killed the enemy with his own hands."

Two lines of tears passed through Xiao Yun's eyes.

At this moment, the hatred in his heart had disappeared with the revenge of his great revenge.

At this moment, his heart was completely relieved...