The Spirit of God Million Domain

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Xu Feng just stood there, with the majestic killing intent bursting out from his body, first five killing intents, and then six.

Immediately after the killing mood broke out into the Seven Paths, many disciples of Sanjie Village around Xu Feng had already withdrawn five or six meters, staring at Xu Feng in horror.

I saw seven murderous thoughts condensed into a terrifying blood-colored light, which suddenly fell towards Peng Tie on the opposite side.

"Xu Feng, I am a disciple of the Wannian Sect. I am the messenger sent by Su Yi. Do you dare to kill me?" Peng Tieben looked down on Xu Feng at first.

However, at this moment, he felt the seven murderous artistic conceptions condensed, making his whole body cold and bone-chilling, and his eyes finally showed fear.

Bang!

Peng Tie's legs were bent under the bloody light, and he knelt down directly on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was pale.

He didn't expect that his own half-step Spiritual Emperor cultivation would be so unbearable in front of Xu Feng. He couldn't even resist the opponent's martial arts artistic conception.

Peng Tie's face was ugly. He stared at Xu Feng with his eyes, trying to stand up from the ground, but he seemed to be carrying a mountain on his back, and his body was motionless.

"Do you have the right to say that I am a waste?" Xu Feng's voice spread slowly, with a smile on his face, "If I am a waste, who are you?"

Speaking of the latter part, Xu Feng's voice became cold, and the surrounding murderous mood seemed to drown Peng Tie, making Peng Tie feel the breath of death.

"No, no, you can't kill me. I was sent by Senior Brother Su to deliver a message." Peng Tie finally could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and wailed at Xu Feng.

In the face of death, everything will disappear.

"Kill you?" Xu Feng frowned slightly, and the murderous aura on his body completely disappeared. It was as if Xu Feng had become an ordinary person at this moment, and the sharp killing intent in his eyes also disappeared. It seemed that the one who could kill everyone just now All people are not Xu Feng.

Xu Feng then smiled bitterly and shook his head, "For a waste like you, killing you will really dirty my hands. If you want to send any message, hurry up. My time is very precious."

"snort."

Peng Tie's face was ugly, even a little distorted. He was half a Spirit Emperor, and he was a seven-star genius. Wherever he went, there were always stars surrounding the moon.

Now, Xu Feng actually humiliated him in this way in front of so many disciples in Sanjie Village, and he had no face to continue provoking here, secretly saying: "Let you be arrogant first, and when Senior Brother Su arrives, you will be just a dead person. "

laugh!

Peng Tie directly took out the three-inch dagger Su Yi had given him and a piece of letter paper from his arms. As his arm flew out, the three-inch dagger was slashed out with a whoosh.

The terrifying killing sword path filled the sky, and the terrifying light of the three-inch dagger tore Xu Feng into pieces, especially the three-inch dagger, which was like a sword light that destroyed the world. Containing the true essence of killing swordsmanship, with endless power, it slashed towards Xu Feng.

"Ah, what a terrifying sword. This should be Su Yi's sword technique."

"Yes, it's Su Yi's sword art. I know that what he understands is the killing sword art. When he uses it, everything will be like death.

This sword is so terrifying. "

"I don't know if Senior Brother Xu Feng can withstand it. I feel that this sword is really terrifying, and the space is torn apart."

Seeing the sword slashing towards Xu Feng, many disciples of Sanjie Village standing behind Xu Feng turned pale. If Xu Feng couldn't even catch Su Yi's sword, how could he fight with Su Yi.

Staring at the attack of this sword, Xu Feng's eyes also showed a solemn look. It seems that the reason why Su Yi is so arrogant and dares to provoke Sanjie Village every year is not really ignorant and arrogant. This sword is just Containing the opponent's swordsmanship, it is so powerful, it is indeed not simple.

However, if he wanted to defeat himself with such a simple sword, that Su Yi really thought highly of himself, and Xu Feng raised the corner of his mouth.

The seven murderous artistic conceptions in him condensed at the same time. Since Su Yi wanted to use the sword to suppress him, he used the martial arts artistic conception to compete with Su Yi's sword.

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The moment the seven murderous artistic conceptions came out, Xu Feng's body was surrounded by blood-red light for several meters, and as he waved his hands.

The seven murderous artistic conceptions condensed into a blood-red light and just suppressed Su Yi's dagger.

The artistic conception of killing and the swordsmanship of killing were violently impacting each other.

The void stopped at this moment, and the blood-red light continued to spread, completely bombarding those killing swords into pieces.

The dagger and letter paper were not damaged at all, and just appeared in Xu Feng's hand. He grabbed the dagger and put a little force on his palm.

The dagger snorted, and turned into a handful of powder in the palm of his hand, scattering bit by bit from the palm of his hand.

Looking at the sixteen words on the letter, Xu Feng sneered. The flames burned and the note turned into ashes. Xu Feng raised his eyes and looked at Peng Tie opposite.

Peng Tie almost fell backward when Xu Feng saw him. His face was extremely ugly and he said in a trembling voice: "What are you going to do?"

"Go back and tell Su Yi that I, Xu Feng, will be waiting for him at Sanjie Village. I hope he will come and die as soon as possible." After Xu Feng finished speaking, he turned around and left directly.

He didn't even look at the situation. Many disciples of Sanjie Village roared excitedly as they saw Xu Feng easily defeating Su Yi's sword.

Peng Tie walked dejectedly towards the Sanjie Mountains. His expression was gloomy. The painful lesson in front of Xu Feng today made him feel a little powerless.

"Two drops of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, I wonder if it can improve my cultivation." Xu Feng sat cross-legged in the training tower and took out two drops of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk obtained from Feng De.

With the "Chaos Wuji Jue" in operation, Xu Feng began to absorb the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk without any distractions. He felt that Su Yi's power was somewhat beyond his expectation.

If he is unable to control the situation at that time and needs to use the soul secret technique to attack in order to win, it will most likely be doubtful.

Even if no one doubts his soul secret technique, some people will covet it. The soul secret technique is definitely the top treasure in the entire Tianhua Domain.

In the entire Tianhua Domain, only the Master Refiner Guild Headquarters, which is the Refiner City of the Tianhua Domain, possesses soul secret arts. It is said that there are several soul secret arts there.

In Xu Feng's previous life, as the honorary president of the Tianhua Domain Master Refiner Guild, he had the opportunity to learn a secret soul technique. Unfortunately, he was ambushed in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Mountain, which meant that he had no chance.

The cultivation effect of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is countless times better than that of Thousand Years Spiritual Milk. After Xu Feng absorbed a drop of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, the spiritual power of the twin seas of energy was abundant, and the eight spiritual veins began to flow.

As the second drop of the Thousand-Year Spiritual Milk was absorbed by Xu Feng, he also cooperated with the Thousand-Year Spiritual Milk, and the majestic spiritual power continued to rush into his body.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed quietly.

Xu Feng opened his eyes. His cultivation level had only improved a little in the sixth-grade Lingzong. The spiritual power required to improve his cultivation level was really terrifying.

"Hey, forget it, if I continue to practice like this, not to mention one month, even three months, I won't be able to break through the seventh-level spiritual sect." Xu Feng had a bitter look on his face. As he stood up, he walked towards the training tower. Walk outside.

The master of the training tower was still lying on his shabby chair. When he felt Xu Feng coming out, he just squinted his eyes slightly, glanced at Xu Feng, and continued to rest, seemingly not bothering to pay attention to Xu Feng. .

"Xu Feng, I've been waiting for you here for two days. If you don't come out, I will go in and interrupt your practice." Not far away, Wu Yun walked towards Xu Feng with a hearty smile on his face. .

Looking at Wu Yun's smile, Xu Feng didn't know why the other party was so happy, and immediately asked in confusion: "Elder Wu, is there something wrong?"

Wu Yun nodded and said happily to Xu Feng: "Yes, I have something to ask you, and it's a great joy."

"What happy event?" Xu Feng asked.

"After the village owner found out about you, he wanted to see you for the first time." Wu Yun looked at Xu Feng. Even with his identity and status as the elder of Xizhuang, he stared at Xu Feng with envy.

The owner of Sanjie Manor is the Three Rings Spiritual Emperor, so

But the real pinnacle figure of the Tianhua Domain, the super strong person at the peak of the Ninth Grade Spiritual Emperor, there are more super strong people in the entire Tianhua Domain than can be counted on two hands.

When Xu Feng heard this, he didn't feel any joy. Instead, he frowned and asked, "Why does the village owner see me?"

"You stinky boy, are you still not happy that the village wants to meet you?" Wu Yun looked at Xu Feng's frowning expression and scolded with a smile: "Do you know that even Xiaoyaoyuan, as the third leader of the Three Rings Village? After so many years as an heir, the owner of the village has not received him even once."

"And you, less than a year after joining Sanjie Manor, the manor owner is about to receive you. You can imagine how much the manor owner values ​​you."

Wu Yun knew very well that in recent years, the Three Rings Spirit Emperor had been seriously injured and had been in seclusion. Even Huang Letian, the deputy village owner, only received some messages from the Three Rings Spirit Emperor, and there was no real meeting at all.

"Of course I'm not unhappy, I'm just worried about the owner's injury." Xu Feng was afraid of showing his weakness in front of Wu Yun. He had met the Third Ring Spirit Emperor many times. In front of such a powerful ninth-grade Spirit Emperor, Xu Feng had no confidence that he could conceal his identity.

Simply, Xu Feng's current age and bone age are real. Even if the Three Rings Spirit Emperor is suspicious, Xu Feng will have a reason to deal with it.

"The owner of the village stopped practicing and came to see me. If something unexpected happens, I will not be the sinner of Sanjie Village." Xu Feng said to Wu Yun.

Wu Yun suddenly realized that he looked at Xu Feng even more pleasing to the eye. With such a talent, he still thought about Sanjie Village. He immediately said: "Don't worry, I heard that the owner of the village saw you only as a soul projection, not him." Of course, the owner of the village has made arrangements for it."

Xu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. A soul projection was insignificant.