The Spirit of God Million Domain

Hua Hua Hua...

As Xu Feng and the other five people came to Jiuhua Valley, waves of hot air rolled over.

The strong wind roared continuously from the valley.

In the Jiuhua Valley, a huge battle platform stands in the center.

There were people around the battle platform.

Five people came to the battlefield.

"Hmph, I don't believe I can't deal with a dead man. I'll go..."

Not far away, there was an old man who was at the peak of the ninth-grade spiritual master. His eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. A powerful aura burst out from his body, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The five-layer Dao Heart in the old man's body is the Ice Dao Heart. His old hands are constantly condensed into ice, and the sharp sword is constantly sweeping.

On the battle platform, a shadow of a war spirit appeared.

The phantom was holding a sword in its hand, and the long sword was shining with light.

Tsk!

The old man kept fighting with the war spirit. After dozens of fights, the old man did not gain any upper hand. Instead, he was suppressed and beaten by the war spirit.

"Die!"

The spiritual power in the old man's body spurted out like running water, and his body turned into endless ice, which immediately condensed towards the war spirit.

Hee hee hee hee hee...

Who knows, the moment he thought the war spirit was wrapped in his spiritual skills, the sword light kept flashing.

The old man was directly hit by the war spirit, and a sword passed through his chest.

There was reluctance in his old eyes. His body slowly fell on the battle platform, blood flowed on the battle platform, and his body disappeared on the battle platform.

"Brother Qian, this battle spirit is so powerful. I'm afraid even an ordinary half-step spirit emperor may not be able to defeat him. It seems that we can only join in the fun."

Jinhong watched the old man being killed by the war spirit. He said to Qian Ta next to him, with some disappointment in his voice.

It has to be said that the training effect on this battle platform must be very good. The spiritual power on the battle platform, like a light shrouding it, is really strong.

Xu Feng secretly frowned. The fighting spirits in this battle platform were stronger than those he had met before, and they had a strong understanding of swordsmanship.

Thinking about it, this war spirit must have absorbed the thoughts of a sword master to condense such a powerful sword energy, which is a bit tricky.

"Hmph, Qian Da, you still dare to show up here. You really have no place to find after you have worn iron shoes. It took no effort to get here." At this moment, not far away, an old woman with a wrinkled face, her eyes were filled with tears. With scarlet murderous intent, he stared at Qian Ta beside Xu Feng with a very unkind expression.

When Qian Da heard the old woman's words, a look of panic appeared on his face. He looked a little ugly and said: "Yan Bizhen, we are all from Bingzhou, why do you need to kill us all?"

Jinhong's expression also became ugly.

All four of them are from Bingzhou.

However, it is obvious that the old woman opposite is also from Bingzhou.

"Why didn't you four think so when you killed my son?" Yan Bizhen's powerful murderous intent burst out, and her old eyes showed ferocious murderous intent.

"Hmph, your son has done many evil things and brought harm to so many women. If we kill him, it will be justice for heaven." Jinhong said with a firm voice.

"Walking for heaven?" Yan Bizhen's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. She said, "Don't give me anything to do for heaven. In a world where the weak eat the strong, even if those women are killed by my son, it will be their honor."

"Um?"

Xu Feng frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Today, I will let the four of you be buried with my son." The violent wind blew around Yan Bizhen's body, and what she condensed turned out to be a six-and-a-half-layer wind heart.

The strong wind howled from her body, her eyes were full of murderous intent, her dry arms suddenly became like sharp blades, and she displayed the best spiritual skills of the avenue.

Swish…

Yan Bizhen immediately attacked Qian Ta and the other four.

Although Qian Da and the other four are all ninth-grade spiritual masters at the peak of their cultivation, there is a big gap between their strength and Yan Bizhen's, and they are above Bingzhou's ranking list.

This Yan Bizhen is half a step below the Spiritual Emperor.

The most powerful ninth-level spiritual master, her Sixth Level Half Wind Dao Heart is even more powerful.

Moreover, the spiritual skills displayed by Yan Bizhen were also of a very high level, and the power they unleashed was very powerful.

Four people fought Yan Bizhen at the same time.

"Try your best to attack, otherwise this old witch will really kill us." Jinhong roared, the light on his body flashed, and the attack was extremely fast.

Hee hee hee…

"Hmph, so what if the four of you join forces, your death will follow." Yan Bizhen said, the spiritual power in her body flowing like a turbulent river, crazy.

"The wind blows the leaves and kills them!"

Yan Bizhen's attack was like endless falling leaves, and the void was torn apart.

"This old woman is very powerful, and her inherited spiritual skills are also very strong." The onlookers said, feeling the inherited spiritual skills displayed by the old woman.

Wow!

Qian Da spurted out a mouthful of blood. His chest was scratched by countless fallen leaves. The blood continued to flow out. The old woman's withered arm suddenly became extremely fast and stabbed fiercely towards Qian Da's chest.

"That man is dead."

The onlookers watched the old woman's attack, which was aimed at Qian Ta's heart.

Even a powerful Spirit Emperor will surely die once his heart is broken.

"Um?"

Just when Qian Ta thought he was certain to die, he felt a strong icy wind passing in front of him, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

However, he found that Yan Bizhen's dry arm was just in front of his chest, and a hand was tightly grasping Yan Bizhen's wrist.

"It's him?"

Qian Da did not expect that Xu Feng, a seventh-grade spiritual master, could resist Yan Bizhen's attack like this. He was shocked in his heart and his expression became more complicated.

Thinking of how he had squeezed Xu Feng before, he felt extremely ashamed and ashamed.

"Little brother, I'm very grateful that you saved me, but you are no match for them. You should leave quickly." Qian Da said directly to Xu Feng.

Yan Bizhen's old face trembled slightly, just because she wanted to pull out her arm, but found that Xu Feng's hand was bone-cold, and the powerful force made it impossible for her arm to move at all.

"Boy, have you seen that others don't accept your favor? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Otherwise, you will die miserably."

Yan Bizhen said harshly to Xu Feng.

Click!

However, just as Yan Bizhen finished speaking, the majestic power from Xu Feng's palms struck out, leaving everyone stunned.

Yan Bizhen's arm was severely broken, and Xu Feng knocked her away.

Xu Feng's eyes fell on Yan Bizhen and said: "I don't want to kill anyone today, so get away as far as you can."

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