The moment Jian Fengyun opened his mouth, a momentum that belonged to the soul in the soul sea suddenly surged out, like a towering mountain pressing towards a tiny ant in an instant.

Before Li Yanlong could think too much, his legs became weak and he sat on the ground.

"Sword... Jian Fengyun, what do you want to do? This is the Spiritual Artifact Peak. If you cause a big noise, my master will definitely let you die without a complete body." Li Yanlong said nervously.

Although his words were very tough, Li Yanlong's tone was very weak, like a dying bug threatening to bite its big bird, pitiful and ridiculous.

"Stop talking nonsense, take out the poison you had in the Pill Peak before, I can't kill you." Jian Fengyun said with a cold look.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to kill Li Yanlong, but he doesn’t know how long the law clone he placed outside can hide it. It’s a danger that will be more than one second if he stays here for one more second. Therefore, there is no need for Jian Fengyun to let himself take risks in order to kill Li Yanlong.

"Poison!" Li Yanlong's eyes magnified and he immediately said, "I don't know what poison."

I have to say that Li Yanlong's mentality is already messed up, but he dared not look directly into Jian Fengyun's eyes when he said something. Even lying is full of flaws.

"Is that so? Then I have to kill you." Jian Fengyun's eyes cold, and the murderous aura suddenly condensed. The great perfect understanding of the law of killing was just a breath, and a surging murderous aura condensed in Jian Fengyun's eyes.

The invisible murderous aura turned into substance, radiating a dark red light, which made it difficult to see directly.

"I...I, I don't have poison in my hand, the poison is in my master." Li Yanlong said incredibly in panic.

Although his realm is the Lingjun Realm, the murderous aura emitted by Jian Fengyun at this moment has already scared him to pieces. Not to mention the Lingjun Realm, even a mortal who has not practiced martial arts can probably scare him.

Jian Fengyun frowned, and two cold lights shot out from his eyes. Two silver lights instantly penetrated Li Yanlong's eyes through Jian Fengyun's eyes.

This look contained Jian Fengyun's soul power secret technique, which could forcibly view the memories of people who were mentally lost.

When Jian Fengyun opened his eyes again, his brows were already frowning.

In Li Yanlong's memory, the pill had been taken away by Wanyan Hu. In this way, if you want to detoxify, you can only find Wanyan Huo to get antidote or poison.

Just as Jian Fengyun was sinking his eyes, a huge dark green fist suddenly fell from the sky.

Boom!

With a shocking sound, the cave turned to the ground in an instant, with gravel flying and dust everywhere.

Li Yanlong's body was instantly blasted into a ball of flesh under the attack containing the powerful holy power, and his blood was extremely bloody.

When the dust of the ruins disappeared, Jian Fengyun's figure slowly emerged above it.

At the same time, Ouyang Xuan's figure suddenly appeared in the void opposite Jian Fengyun, with a strange and evil smile on his face and said, "Jian Fengyun, do you know, you are going to die."

While saying something, Ouyang Xuan's eyes were filled with coldness.

Obviously, you, Jian Fengyun really angered him.

, "What? I was fooled by my law clone and I felt unbalanced?" Jian Fengyun looked at Ouyang Xuan in front of him without changing his face, and immediately spoke.

Jian Fengyun's words instantly stabbed Ouyang Xuan's heart like a peerless and sharp blade."

"You...you have succeeded in arousing my murderous intent. This time, even if you hand over the practice method of physical skills, I will let you die without a complete corpse." Ouyang Xuan said with a sneer.

Almost the moment Ouyang Xuan finished his words, the huge hand of the dark green law directly took a photo at the place where Jian Fengyun was.

The laws of the poisonous path flowed all over the sky, as if they were from the tragic situation of the eighteen levels of hell. Li Yanlong's corpse was instantly corroded into a pool of blood under the poisonous law and a broken rotten corpse.

This time, this huge poisonous law palm had firmly locked Jian Fengyun, and he would be slapped by this palm wherever he escaped.

Boom!

Another shocking sound was another loud noise, and the power of the saint could shake the world.

The huge hand fell, dust was flying all over the sky, gravel splashed and corroded, and even a huge five-finger pit was photographed on the ground.

Looking at the dusty ground, Ouyang Xuan's face suddenly showed a sneer.

"Jian Fengyun, this time, it depends on how you escape calmly." Ouyang Xuan said coldly. He seemed to have already seen the dust dissipate, and there was a seriously injured Jian Fengyun lying in the dust.

Under the endless surging poisonous hands, the power of the holy man was activated, and with Jian Fengyun's current spiritual king realm, he either died or was seriously injured.

At Ouyang Xuan's main clock, a sword box appeared in Jian Fengyun's hand. The sword box was worn out and faded, like a rag in the alley, and was inconspicuous at all.

Jian Fengyun stood tall, his jade-white robe and sleeves danced without wind, surging around him like flowing clouds.

He didn't seem to feel the peerless power of the hand of the poisonous saint above his head, and his eyes were only focused on the sword box in his hand. At some point, there was a little nostalgic light in his eyes. He whispered: "Oh, I can only rely on you!"

Suddenly, the sword box opened automatically, and a red light shot out from the sword box.

A blood-red sword appeared in the void, and the red light spread out from the sword body. The red ripples were like a captivating soul, causing the void of the spiritual weapon peak to turn into a red sea.

Jian Fengyun is in the red sea, like a supreme god, floating like a raised person, about to become an immortal.

Zheng--

Everyone on the spiritual weapon peak heard a crisp sound of swords. The sound of swords echoed in the world, captivating the soul, and an invisible sword intent bloomed in everyone's hearts.

The blood-red sword suddenly sounded a soul-catching sound, and countless patterns on the sword body lit up. The sword energy was like water, evolving into the sun, moon, mountains, seas, flowers, insects, birds and beasts, and a supreme pressure spread out from the sword body.

"A red sleeve dance is the world, and a fragrant sword covers the world!"

For a moment, a peerless figure appeared behind Jian Fengyun. The beautiful woman in red dress stood with a sword. Her peerless face seemed to transform into a sword spirit, with a little bit of spiritual light overflowing, as if she wanted to make the world lose its color.

The beautiful woman's beautiful woman held the blood-red sword in her hand, and the red light soared into the sky, as if she wanted to break the world.

Her eyes as bright as stars blinked slightly, her fair jade hand moved, and her sword swung out, and her red skirt floated, as if she was about to overthrow the world.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Ouyang Xuan's huge poisonous hand was immediately broken, and his figure flashed, and he immediately dodged the sword energy filled with imperial power.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with the hillside?"
Chapter completed!