The Ancient Vast Realm

"You..."

Just when Yingshu was about to say something, the black-haired boy smiled at him, then exerted force on his hand and crushed Yinger's throat.

Crack!

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed in the quiet jungle, which seemed so harsh.

Yinger's face flushed, and his pupils were congested as he looked at Yingshu. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't utter a word and lowered his head to swallow his last breath. He lost all his strength and hung limply on Fengxuan's arm like mud.

Seeing Fengxuan's actions, Yingshu didn't feel angry or sad at first, but watched Fengxuan's actions with trembling pupils.

He didn't feel sorry for Yinger's death, but Yinger was a master of the blood level after all, and he was actually crushed by Fengxuan's throat quietly, which made him feel extremely incredible.

Before this, he had not noticed Feng Xuan's existence at all. He just flew into the air and observed the surroundings for a moment. Feng Xuan had already controlled Ying Er silently without making any noise. In the end, he dared to kill his subordinates in front of him.

You must know that with the strong vitality of a blood-qi-level martial artist, it is not so easy to die just by crushing the throat. It can only mean that this young man has destroyed Ying Er's vitality, causing his blood and qi to die tragically on the spot without any effect.

"Good! Good! Very good, kid, no matter who you are, you will pay the price for this"

Yingshu looked at Feng Xuan with a gloomy face, gritting his teeth and saying word by word.

You must know that since breaking through to the hidden essence realm, few people dare to treat him like this, and he is still a young human boy.

"Oh, is that so"

Feng Xuan replied lightly, loosened the palm that pinched Ying Er, and let Ying Er's body fall in front of him with a plop.

Feng Xuan stepped over Ying Er's body and slowly approached Ying Shu until he stood not far from him, staring at him unwillingly.

"Then why don't you do it?" Feng Xuan stood still and asked Ying Shu indifferently.

"Boy, I don't know whether to say you are stupid or brave. Do you think that you can provoke me by killing a waste? You dare to get so close to me, or do you think that the poison you mixed in the wind can do anything to me? Or do you think that the Golden Eyed Black Tiger can save your life at such a distance?"

Ying Shu squinted his eyes and watched Feng Xuan approaching gradually. He was slightly alert to the surrounding movements. At the same time, he sensed that the breath of the Golden Eyed Black Tiger was still in the distance and had not moved. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked Feng Xuan with a sneer on his face. Although he was mocking, his body did not move rashly.

Feng Xuan was not surprised that the other party could guess that he had poisoned the wind. After all, if he couldn't guess it, the other party would have lived in vain.

This is the combination of Feng Xuan's new ability developed after breaking through the blood and qi stage. He uses the law of wind to spread the poisoned blood and qi in the wind.

Feng Xuan's blood poison talent is very unique. He can imitate some of the effects of the poison he has swallowed. Feng Xuan can also turn blood and qi into various terrifying poisonous blood and qi, which is simply impossible to defend against.

And long before, Feng Xuan had spread the poison of a kind of demon plant he had swallowed in the air. It was invisible and colorless, but it would make people gradually weak without knowing it.

It was also because of this that Feng Xuan could control Ying Er in an instant without making a sound.

It just seems that the effect of this poisonous wind on warriors in the hidden spirit realm is not as great as imagined, but Feng Xuan is not surprised. After all, the demon plant is just a demon plant with the strength of the breathing realm. It can have such a great effect thanks to the increase of Feng Xuan's own blood poison.

"In that case, you can try it." Feng Xuan smiled and looked at Ying Shu.

But that smile made Shadow Mouse's face even gloomier. In his opinion, it was so hateful that he wanted to tear its smile apart immediately.

Although the atmosphere between the two gradually became tense, Shadow Mouse finally stared at Feng Xuan deeply, and his body suddenly sank into the ground, leaving only a pit in the original place.

He did not intend to test Feng Xuan at all, and directly used martial arts to escape underground and prepare to leave this place.

In Shadow Mouse's opinion, Feng Xuan's rash appearance was too weird. Even though the distance between the two was only more than ten feet just now, it seemed that he could kill Feng Xuan with just a raise of his hand. However, he always felt uneasy in his heart, especially when Feng Xuan got closer to him.

This is a natural ability of Shadow Mouse himself, which can predict certain dangers. It is also this ability that enables him to step by step from an insignificant stray hyena to a big man in the Hidden Essence Realm.

Although he is usually not visible, after all, as a martial artist in the Hidden Essence Realm, the treatment he deserves is no worse than those big men in the big tribes, and even more luxurious.

Shadow Rat never considered himself a warrior, and was not enthusiastic about fighting. Although he had great strength, and even because he was a demon cultivator, his strength was still above that of ordinary human cultivators of the same level, but Shadow Rat would never take any risks.

The Black Dragon would arrive here in two days. No matter what the risks were, he would go and explore first.

Feng Xuan saw Shadow Rat's actions, but a strange look appeared on his face, as if he knew Shadow Rat's actions in advance.

Feng Xuan took out the Snake Slashing Knife from the Wind Spirit Ring, looked at a certain place on the ground with his eyes slightly narrowed, and the Snake Slashing Knife was instantly unsheathed, turning into a green streak that slashed directly on the ground.

Swish!

A flash of knife light flew out from the long knife in Feng Xuan's hand, and instantly expanded into a knife light of dozens of feet long, slashing fiercely on the ground. The knife light penetrated the ground, and the ground cracked open. A gully of dozens of feet long and several feet deep appeared directly in front of Feng Xuan.

At the same time, gravel and soil splashed, and a black figure also flew out with this blow.

The man was still in mid-air, and seeing Feng Xuan holding the knife and still maintaining the posture of swinging the knife, Yingshu looked at him with horror.

——He was wrong, his previous guesses were all wrong!

He thought that the knife mark he had found was left by a knife cultivator in the hidden spirit realm, and this human boy was at most the offspring of that knife cultivator, and together with the Golden Eyed Black Tiger, he was just taking care of those wild beast cubs.

And the reason why this kid dared to be so arrogant and confident before was probably because that master was lurking nearby secretly. This kid must have some means of saving his life to be so fearless.

However, as Feng Xuan slashed out with this knife, he instantly understood everything. There was no martial artist in the Cangjing realm, no hidden sword cultivator, and no elder of this kid at all. The traces he found were all caused by the kid in front of him.

He could naturally see that this kid was not a martial artist in the Cangjing realm, but his attacking skills were extremely terrifying. He was able to force him out of the earth when he was about to escape underground.

At that moment just now, Yingshu clearly felt a tingling sensation all over his body, and it was as if a sword was stuck in his throat. As a martial artist in the Cangjing realm, he could naturally understand that it was the existence of artistic conception and the existence of sword intention!