"It turns out he is the leader of Tianzhu Sect." Chen Feiyu sneered, stretched out his sword finger with his right hand, and the purple sword light condensed on the fingertips. He was ready to take action at any time, and sneered: "It just so happens that I have many friends with you Tianzhu Sect.
The holidays have to be reckoned with.”
Sharma looked at Chen Feiyu and then at his master. His eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"So, you want to take action against me?" Pandit glanced at the purple sword light on Chen Feiyu's fingertips, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, and said: "Objectively speaking, judging from all the rumors about you in the past, the positive
In battle, I am not your opponent, but..."
Although he admitted that he was not Chen Feiyu's opponent, except for being a little more wary, he still looked happy and had no worries about being killed by Chen Feiyu.
"But?" Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled: "As long as I want to kill you, there is no but."
After saying that, Chen Feiyu suddenly raised his purple sword light and pointed it at Pandit.
The powerful sword intent soared into the sky and enveloped the entire forest. The surrounding snowflakes were impacted by Chen Feiyu's sword intent and stirred up in all directions.
The snow is blowing!
"But you must not be able to kill me. You should have seen Sharma's illusions. Although she is not your opponent, her illusions are enough to affect you." Pandit held out three fingers and said proudly: "
And my illusion strength is more than three times that of Sharma. I don’t need to fight you head-on, I can trap you to death with my illusions!"
Chen Feiyu frowned slightly at first, and then there was a flash of ridicule in his eyes: "Since your illusion is so strong, strong enough to trap me to death, why don't you do it so that you can kill me and exchange for the Angel's Tears with the Holy See?
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You would rather stand in the woods and watch so many strong men who tried to stop me die under my sword without doing anything, which is enough to prove that your so-called illusion is a bluff, and you are definitely no match for me."
Pandit's face darkened slightly. He really wanted to kill Chen Feiyu in exchange for "angel's tears" to improve his cultivation.
But what Chen Feiyu said was right. Although he had practiced illusion to the pinnacle, he was not confident enough in the face of Chen Feiyu, who had risen to fame, killed many "late-stage legend" powerful men, and had the inheritance of the Sword Immortal.
, even if he is not careful, he is in danger of dying at the hands of Chen Feiyu.
That's why he kept hiding in the woods to observe Chen Feiyu's moves, and did not jump out to attack Chen Feiyu like the previous strong men.
Suddenly, Sharma said coldly: "Chen Feiyu, don't think that if you can break my illusion, you can break my master's illusion. My master's realm is very advanced. In terms of illusion alone, it can be said to be the best in the world."
First, no one can break it unless the weakness is known."
Chen Feiyu was slightly surprised. Sharma's words were not so much about regaining the situation as they were about reminding himself. Could it be that his previous guess was correct?
He fell silent immediately.
Seeing that Chen Feiyu did not retort, Pandit raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, turned his head and gave Sharma an approving look, feeling that his precious apprentice had regained his face.
Then, he smiled and said: "The reason why I don't attack you is because it's not necessary."
"Oh?" Chen Feiyu came back to his senses and showed a suspicious look.
"I think the direction of your trip should be to Nanluo City, and the Pope, Long Jingyun, Song Xuan and other powerful people are waiting for you at the cathedral in Nanluo City.
No matter how powerful you are, you will be dead when you get to Nanluo City, so there is no need for me to take action against you. How about we just pretend that we have never met and continue to your Nanluoyang City?"
"I, Chen Feiyu, have never been someone who seeks death. Since I dare to go to Nanluo City, I naturally have the confidence and confidence to win a big victory and get the 'Angel's Tears'.
On the contrary, to take a step back, even if I really die in Nanluo City, it is impossible for you to kill me, and you will not be able to get the 'Angel's Tears', which is meaningless to you.
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Pandit's expression changed again.
Chen Feiyu smiled playfully and said: "It is said that the Pope's strength has reached the 'half-step innate' realm, and although Long Jingyun's realm has plummeted, his strength is by no means inferior to the Pope.
With the Pope and Long Jingyun here, I don't believe that you have the strength to pull out the tiger's teeth and get the 'Angel's Tears', so I dare to conclude that the reason why you are hiding in the woods is just to wait for those greedy strong men to take advantage of you.
I have almost consumed it, so you can take the opportunity to pick up the leaks.
The dignified leader of the Tianzhu Sect speaks with high-sounding words, but the things he does are so secretive that they cannot be shown on the stage, which is really a joke!"
By the time Chen Feiyu finished speaking, he burst out laughing, and his laughter echoed throughout the woods!
Standing behind Pandit, Sharma lowered his head slightly and remained silent.
Pandit was told what was on his mind by Chen Feiyu, and he suddenly became angry. Anger flashed between his brows, and a cold aura echoed in the woods. He sneered and said: "If you don't drink a toast, you will be fined. Since you are so angry, it seems that you are going to
You insist on attacking me here."
"If I kill you, there will be one less enemy and one more chance of winning." Chen Feiyu sneered: "So, I can only send you to see the great god Brahma of your Tianzhu sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his powerful sword intention surged again, and he suddenly stepped on the snow and walked towards Pandit with his sword.
The boundless sword intent impacted all around, causing snowflakes to fly.
"If you want to see Brahma, why should you do anything?" Pandit looked solemn, not daring to be careless at all. He circulated the true energy in his body, suddenly formed some mysterious mudra with his hands, and shouted: "Brahma and I are one!"
Suddenly, there was a "rumbling" riot on the ground, like an earthquake, as if some kind of monster was about to emerge from the ground!
Chen Feiyu was slightly surprised. Before he could rush to Pandit, the snow suddenly cracked in front of him, and a huge white divine dragon broke out of the ground and hovered in the air, about twenty meters long, as if it was blocking the sky and the sun.
Then, the white dragon roared into the sky and let out a dragon roar, and the surrounding trees were shaken so hard that they fell backwards!
Snowflakes are flying and the earth is shaking!
Chen Feiyu immediately stopped where he was, looking up at the white dragon with a flash of surprise in his eyes. The white dragon was so lifelike, as if it were really a divine dragon descending to earth, but he knew that this was impossible.
"Am I already under an illusion without knowing it?"
Chen Feiyu looked surprised and looked at Pandit and Sharma inadvertently. He felt that the two of them were very real and definitely not like a fantasy.
Suddenly, the white dragon roared in the sky and rushed towards Chen Feiyu. The thundering roar of the dragon made a hunting sound on Chen Feiyu's body. Snowflakes flew under his feet and the earth cracked.